Thunder snakes were hovering in the sky, and the auras of thousands of Moon Domain warriors filled the air, turning into a terrifying pressure.
Crack! Thunder streaked across the sky and earth, bringing with it a loud roar..
This roar broke the dead silence of the scene, and the leaders of many forces looked at each other, obviously hesitating about something.
The Eight-name City has controlled the Eight-Han Hell for thousands of years. During these thousands of years, the other Eight-Han forces will naturally not surrender to the Eight-Han City as they appear on the surface.
There are also some forces among them that have the ambition to replace Bahan City and control Bahan Hell.
However, due to the terrifying strength of Bahan City and the bloody suppression, these forces were all wiped out with blood.
Even so, more forces have buried these ambitions in their hearts. Today, Gongziyu has returned to reincarnation, and Bahan City has no owner. This ambition is buried deep in the hearts of many leaders of the forces. Chapter 1140
The Lunar Era has arrived! It has sprouted again.
The last gray-haired old man appeared out of the air.
With his hair as white as snow and his white robe, the old man looked like an immortal.
The old man held his sword and made a sword salute to Ye Chen, and said in a deep voice: "Xingyun, the leader of Xingxue Sect in Xiabahan City, has met you!"
"We have never intervened in the grudge between you and Bahan City. Today, you have killed the master of Bahan City. Logically speaking, this Bahan City should be under the control of the Moon Domain."
"However, this Eight Cold City is the symbol of my Eight Cold Hells, so changing the name is absolutely forbidden."
"Besides that, we have another suggestion. What do you think?"
"We and many other forces have formed an alliance to jointly manage the Eight Cold Hells. Cancel the ancient tradition of a single force managing the Eight Cold Hells!"
"Only in this way can the Eight Cold Hells develop, far surpassing the other three hells!" After saying this, the old man paused in his tone and looked down subconsciously.
Bang bang! Dozens of terrifying auras shot into the sky, and more than thirty figures emerged in vain in the void.
More than thirty martial arts wills appeared out of the sky and gathered together to form a terrifying trend that towered over the nine heavens.
"I wonder what you think, sir?" the old man said with a half-smile. Chapter 1140
The age of the Moon God is coming!, and his tone could not help but become a bit tougher. He murmured in his heart: "These guys really did not disappoint me. The Eight Cold Hells are so big, even if they get a piece of the pie, it will be enough to strengthen their respective sects!"
"Xingyun Sect!" Young Master Su Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes a little unkind. "This old guy finally showed his fox tail. If a mere Nebula Sect can't control Bahan City, it will pull in other sects to oppress the Lord."
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"Perhaps for ordinary people, the pressure of more than thirty martial arts will cannot be underestimated. It's a pity that this old guy made a good calculation!"
"My Lord hates being threatened the most, and the most direct way is to directly eliminate the people who create these threats." A chill flashed in Young Master Su's eyes, and Young Master Su still remembered the ugly corners of these people's mouths.
Young Master Su smiled coldly. When Young Master Yu killed his father and took control of Bahan City, he found the leaders of many forces in Bahan City to overthrow Young Master Yu.
It's a pity that due to Gong Ziyu's strong strength, these guys all chose to stand in Gong Ziyu's camp, which is why Gongzi Su was forced to flee Bahan City.
Hearing this, Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly and ignored the old man's words. He was not a warrior from the Eight Cold Hells, and naturally he had never heard of the so-called Xingxue Sect.
More than thirty martial arts wills swept in, rolling up the general trend in the sky. Ye Chen, who had removed eleven wills, looked so weak. Especially in the ocean of the general trend, it seemed that he could be submerged by the general trend at any time.
"Naturally, Moon Domain must have a transcendent status in this alliance, there is no doubt about this!" The old man smiled gently, appearing extremely sincere.
"Only this guy agrees to form an alliance. Then I just need to win over the leaders of other forces, and this power will fall into my hands without knowing it." The old man's eyes were shining with wisdom. The old man was waiting for Ye Chen's response.
"Are you done?" Ye Chen opened his eyes, looked at the old man with a calm expression, and took a step forward.
Thunder snakes surrounded the surroundings, and as Ye Chen took a step forward, the roaring sound echoed continuously, filling the sky.
The indifferent tone and flat eyes made the old man's smile froze, his expression stunned, and he said: "Yeah!"
"Then let's reincarnate!" The moment before the words could be spoken, a monstrous sword intent filled the air.
The martial arts will surged, and Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the void in vain. But in the next moment, Ye Chen's figure emerged in the old man's sight, and continued to enlarge.
Darkness like ink painted the sky, and in an instant, the world fell into endless darkness.
With an inexplicable chill lingering in his heart, the old man subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and was about to draw the sword when a bright sword light appeared in his eyes.
This bright sword light illuminated the entire world, and after the sword light disappeared, there was death-like silence.
Tick tock! A touch of blood-red dripped down, like red dripping on a picture scroll, with a different charm.
"Remember, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!" Ye Chen's voice echoed out, breaking the dead silence, and the darkness dissipated in the blink of an eye.
Snow is falling, and in the depth of winter, the soft sunshine shines through the gaps between the snowflakes on this ancient city.
But everyone's eyes were fixed on the scene in front of them. Although the sun was warm, it hit their eyes and made them feel a biting chill.
The vitality disappeared from the old man's body. The old man's eyes were frightened. His face still maintained the horror before death, and his eyes were staring into the distance. A slender sword was pointed at the old man's neck, and eye-catching blood stains were wrapped around the tip of the sword.
change.
Ye Chen held a sword in his right hand and a dim light in his left hand. It was the old man's martial arts soul, and his mind had been wiped away by Ye Chen.
Poof! The sky was stained with blood, and the old man's body staggered downwards, becoming a corpse in a sea of millions of corpses.
"Xingyun Sect!" A sneer raised the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. Ye Chen put the martial arts soul into the Qilin Ring, and raised the Qilin Sword in his hand again. As long as the aura of the martial arts similar to the previous old man was flowing around him, Ye Chen would directly
Kill it with one sword.
His body was like the wind. Wherever he passed, a sword rainbow suddenly appeared, blood surged, and several screams sounded again, bringing everyone back to reality from the previous sword attack.
Several more martial arts realms have fallen, and the fallen warriors are all disciples of the Nebula Sect.
The other leaders of the forces were about to take action, but when they saw the two leaders of the forces who had just taken a step, the blood pillars were surging. The steps that these people were about to take stopped in mid-air.
"Do you also want to follow in the footsteps of the Nebula Sect?" Turning around, Ye Chen held the blood-stained sword and looked at the more than thirty martial arts practitioners with calm eyes. The will of the martial arts was flowing on his body. The place he was in was imprisoned in the void.
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The calm tone brought out the overwhelming murderous intention. At this moment, many powerful warriors chose to remain silent and shoot the first bird. They still understood this.
A hint of ridicule flashed through Ye Chen's eyes. These forces seemed to be on the same front, but as long as one's side showed sufficient strength, this so-called alliance would be broken without attacking. Simply put, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"Xingyun Sect warriors will be killed without mercy!" Ye Chen held his sword and walked towards the city lord's mansion.
"Promise!" The warrior from the Moon Domain responded with a bang, and more than a thousand sword lights streaked down into the void, running towards the streets and alleys, and the sounds of killing converged into a piece of music.
"Alas!" A sigh sounded, and more than thirty wills hovering in the void gradually dissipated. The leaders of these forces undoubtedly expressed their actions in silence, acknowledging that Ye Chen controlled the Eight Cold Hells.
Despite this, the leaders of many forces still began to consider how to improve their relations with the Moon Territory.
The sound of killing gradually dissipated, and Ye Chen looked down at the City Lord's Mansion below. There was no one left in the huge City Lord's Mansion, like a dead city.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen sat in the void, recalling the experience of this world martial arts tribulation, consolidating his martial arts will, and even using the will of the moon god to condense his martial arts will.
"Integrating part of the will of heaven and earth and the will of the thirty-six heavens is already the limit. The original plan was to integrate the will of the moon god and the will of the sword corpse into it!"
"However, the effect of the former is far greater than that of the latter. As for the Will of the Moon God and the Will of the Sword Corpse, they can only be integrated into them again when they break through the bottleneck and evolve the martial arts field to achieve the supreme realm!"
"The martial arts field with so many wills shouldn't disappoint me!" Ye Chen murmured, and the rich zhenqi in his body flowed through the veins in his limbs, and a dull sound echoed.
"The pinnacle of the first level of martial arts!" The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in, and a whirlpool of spiritual energy appeared around Ye Chen. The spiritual energy poured into his body like a tide. "With the current strength, even if you gather the will of the six sword corpses and use the killing power,
Enough to last more than fifty breaths!"
"The difference between the peak of spiritual martial arts and the first level of martial arts is the difference between heaven and earth. This sentence is indeed true." The killings around him have nothing to do with Ye Chen. Ye Chen once again fell into practice. The six sword corpses stood in different directions and attacked each other.
Ye Chen was protecting him.
"At this time, I thought of that guy Liu Dong again, alas!" Young Master Su Youyou said, his eyes falling on the messy Bahan City, with a helpless look on his face. Bahan City changed hands and was named Tiandao. Some of these are indispensable.
It is not Ye Chen's turn to do these trivial matters. Young Master Su can only deal with these trivial matters. "If the Eight Cold Hells are left to be managed by Liu Dong, he should be very happy."
Snow fell one after another, and Young Master Su's eyes became extremely sharp. He raised his sword and shouted: "Kill all the warriors from Tianmen Sect, Jianxin Pavilion, Wangxiang Sect and other forces!"
In Young Master Su's memory, the Tianmen Sect, Jianxin Pavilion, and Wangxiang Sect were all loyal to Young Master Yu.
Before the words could be finished, louder and louder sounds of killing rose into the sky, and the bloody storm once again enveloped this thousand-year-old city.
Controlling the Eight Cold Hells is a shocking thing in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Ye Chen, it is just a small matter, and everything has just begun.
The moment Ye Chen stepped into the realm of martial arts, the era of the moon god truly arrived...
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