The first thousand two hundred and fifteen chapters step on the sects
Sword-Forging Sect, a lot of heat is rising from the undulating mountains...51o.
Rumor has it that there is a sea of fire under the Sword Casting Sect, so the mountain range where the Sword Casting Sect is located is completely red.
The Sword Forging Sect makes a living by forging swords. In the Martial God Continent, the Sword Forging Sect has a good reputation simply because it provides a steady stream of swords to other sects every year.
On a daily basis, the Sword Forging Sect is extremely lively, with disciples from other sects coming and going in an endless stream.
However, after the news of the death of the sect masters of the Hundred Sects to the Sword God Wanfeng spread, the Sword Forging Sect was already depleted.
A huge sword was inserted on the peaks, forming a huge sword array.
Among the peaks, there is a huge valley with a length of hundreds of thousands of feet, where the Sword Forging Sect is located.
The main hall of the sect was crowded with people. Hundreds of elders of the Sword Making Sect were talking solemnly: "Elder Taishang, the Yujian Empire has been flattened by the Huangfeng Kingdom, and the Yujian Royal Family and others have also been wiped out!"
"Elder Taishang, now that the Huangfeng Empire has conquered the Sword Empire, it is rumored that the Sword God Sect has begun to attack the Hundred Sect Alliance, what should we do?"
The main hall was in chaos, and the warriors who were usually of extremely high quality now had worried faces.
Everyone's eyes were focused on an old man in green robes. Although the old man's face was old, his figure was tall and tall.
"Quiet!" Looking at the increasingly chaotic crowd, the old man in green robe shouted: "You are the elders of the Sword Forging Sect. Each of you is in control of one party. Now you are like a market vendor, how can you behave like this!"
"You need to calm down when encountering problems. Even if the Sword Empire is crushed, it doesn't matter. With the power of our sect, we can easily win over other vassal countries!" The old man's face was full of coercion, and his rich voice suppressed the discussion in the hall.
"The Master of the Sword God Sect has returned, and with the nature of the Sword God Sect, he will never let us go. Only I, the Sword Forging Sect, will never be able to withstand the Sword God Sect's offensive!"
"For the current plan, we have only two choices. One is to surrender to the Taidian Palace, and the other is to gather the alliance of hundreds of sects together and resist the Sword God Sect at the same time!" Standing up, the old man in green robe looked around and said loudly.
Bang bang! The whole hall trembled in vain, and its roar echoed across the sky and the earth.
At this time, a sword-making sect disciple hurriedly rushed into the hall, regardless of etiquette. He screamed desperately: "Supreme Elder, Tianjue, my sword-making sect, the strong man from the Sword God Sect has appeared in the sky above the sect!"
"Nonsense, there are my sect members within thousands of miles. If the Sword God Sect were to attack, the brothers from the outer perimeter would have already sent out an urgent report!" The old man in green robe scolded. He would never believe that the Sword God Sect warriors would appear silently.
The sky above the Sword Forging Sect.
"Tai Shang Elder. In the martial arts realm, the opponent is a strong man in the martial arts realm. Now they are really destroying the sword formation!" This brother said in horror.
"Destroy the sword formation!" The old man in green robe's face suddenly changed, and just as he was about to speak, another roar sounded in the old man's ears. Boom!
In the sky above the Sword Forging Sect, Qing Jue, dressed in green clothes, stood with his hands behind his hands, with strong winds and thunder surrounding him.
Looking at the huge swords on the peaks and the sword curtain covering the valley, Qingjue raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "How can an unattended sword formation stop us from progressing!"
The Sword-Forging Sect cannot afford to lose anything. Before the Qinglong Clan returned, Qing Jue also had contacts with the Sword-Forging Sect. There were mountains of swords in this sect. By leveling this sect, the swordsmen of the Sword God disciples could be eliminated.
urgency.
"Raikiri!" Qingjue's right hand formed into a claw shape, and its thousands of thunderbolts condensed with violent martial arts will. As Qingjue's figure shot out, the thousands of thunderbolts brought up a bright silver light.
Thousands of thunderbolts came with a crash. The sword curtain only lasted for a few breaths, and the giant swords inserted into the surrounding mountain peaks suddenly shattered.
Click! The sword curtain dissipated. The Sword Forging Sect appeared in Qing Jue's sight without any cover.
With cold eyes, Qing Jue said solemnly: "Kill them all!"
"No!" Tens of thousands of Qinglong clan members shot out violently, and strong winds and thunder surged in the void.
The martial arts realm that followed Qing Jue also took action, with terrifying martial arts will, killing dozens of soul martial realms instantly.
At the moment when the Protector Sword Formation shattered, the Supreme Elder appeared out of the sky with a panicked expression. He did not step forward to stop Qing Jue, but turned his back to Qing Jue's direction and fled.
"Did you escape?" Qing Jue said calmly, stepping forward, his figure appeared behind the Supreme Elder, suppressing his will.
There is no suspense, just count the swords and kill this person with pure force.
The sound of killing soared into the sky, and the wails were constant. This was a complete massacre. The martial arts was oppressive and the will was overwhelming. The sword-making sect disciple had no power to resist at all.
Night fell quietly, the lights of the Sword Forging Sect were still brightly lit, and the wailing sounds had dissipated.
Standing in the ancestral hall of the Sword Making Sect, Qing Jue stood with his hands behind his back.
"Palace Master, please pay more than 200,000 soul swords and more than 800,000 qi swords!"
"Countless pills, as well as numerous exercises and weapon refining methods!"
Hearing this, Qing Jue's words rarely came out, burning, killing, looting is the way to increase strength!"
"However, just one sword-making sect is not enough. Let's pack up and go to the next sect!" Qing Jue said with a serious smile, his eyes showing coldness.
At the same time, massacres were also being staged among the Protectorate Sects of the ten countries bordering Huangfeng Kingdom.
Thousands of miles of snow fell, and endless snowflakes fell down. Jue Lin led the White Tiger clan, and everything they passed was covered in thousands of miles of ice. The sect members who had not escaped turned into ice sculptures.
"Leave no one behind!" Jue Lin said coldly, his magical power was at absolute zero, and within a radius of a thousand feet, the rules of coldness appeared.
In just a few days, the protecting sects of the ten countries bordering Huangfeng Kingdom were bloodbathed by the Sword God Sect.
Subsequently, thousands of lions from the Huangfeng Kingdom surged in, and millions of cavalry trampled the ten kingdoms.
The originally peaceful situation in the Martial God Continent was once again in turmoil. For a time, the Martial God Kingdoms and hundreds of sects were once again panicked.
The ten border countries have not satisfied the appetite of Huang Maple Kingdom, and the war has just begun.
In the imperial capital, Luoxia City, in the palace, Ye Wushuang was holding a feather fan, standing under the wind and snow, and his green shirt was rendered white by the snow.
"Prime Minister, the ten kingdoms on the border have been wiped out. All the more than 360,000 members of the royal family of the ten kingdoms have been massacred, and no one is left alive!" A secret guard appeared through the wind, kneeling down in the tunnel and saying.
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and marched to destroy the ten kingdoms. The number of people who died was probably more than 360,000. Including the previous massacre, there were more than 10 million people.
Ye Wushuang sighed slightly and put away the so-called pity in his heart. When hundreds of countries besieged the imperial capital, they must pay the price today. The forest of tombstones loomed in the wind and snow.
"Inform the Ministry of Civil Affairs to transfer out the officials who have been trained at the grassroots level and raise the troops for thousands of days. They will be used for a short time. It is time for these civil servants to be put to use." Ye Wushuang said calmly.
"No!" The secret guards took the order and left. Ten years ago, Ye Wushuang established a major examination system in the Huangfeng Kingdom. Through a series of selections, people were selected. Although most of them were civil servants, they were very good at handling trivial matters and comforting people.
In people's minds, these civil servants' methods are applicable.
"Wan'er!" Ye Wushuang waved his feather fan and closed his eyes again, "Inform Fan Bai that more than six million troops will be left to suppress the various countries and assist the officials in controlling the territory. The remaining armies will continue to fight!"
Soldiers are extremely fast, so what Ye Wushuang had to do was to defeat all the countries one by one before they could react.
If these empires truly unite, with the strength of Huangfeng Kingdom, they will definitely have to pay a heavy price if they want to flatten all the other countries.
Whoosh! A beautiful shadow loomed in the wind and snow, then went with the wind and disappeared in the wind and snow.
"The Sword God Empire and the Moon God Empire are in big trouble. Ha, it's time for the Martial God Empire to take a stand!" Ye Wushuang smiled slightly, thinking deeply, making decisions before taking action, and making decisions based on Qianli.
Luoxia Peak, the shore of the sea of clouds.
Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes half-squinted, and his eyes were focused on the rolling sea of clouds in front of him.
The rules of heaven and earth appeared around Ye Chen, with lightning flashing and thundering, the wind roaring, the sea of fire churning, and murderous intent rising.
Whoosh! Among the churning clouds and mist, a slightly fat figure appeared, with a harmless smile on his honest face.
Ignoring the rules of the heavens in front of him, Xiao Pang walked forward step by step and stood side by side with Ye Chen. "There are changes in the Jade Emperor Palace. I may have to go back!"
"Jade Emperor Palace!" Ye Chen opened his eyes with a look of deep thought. He could also see some clues. This time, neither the Hundred Nations Alliance nor the Hundred Nations Alliance intervened. This in itself was a strange thing.
"Be careful!" Ye Chen said softly.
"The Jade Emperor's Palace is, after all, part of the Sword God Sect. If you have time, you should go to the Jade Emperor's Palace!" After saying this, Xiao Fatty suddenly chuckled: "Mo Lao is looking forward to your arrival. With your current situation,
Strength, those opposing voices should shut up!"
Thinking of the faces of those people, there was a hint of ridicule in Xiao Pang's eyes. In the past, those guys used the weak strength of the fifth generation as an excuse to not be able to take charge of the Jade Emperor Palace. But what reason do these people have now?
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said: "The water in the Martial God Continent is gradually becoming clearer, but the water in the Jade Emperor Palace has become muddy. Controlling the Jade Emperor Palace is not that simple."
"So I want to go back to the Jade Emperor Palace to help Mr. Mo, so that he will not be able to cry alone!" Xiao Fatty held the Aoshi Sword tied behind his back and said firmly: "With the sword in my hand, I will silence those who oppose it.
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"A few years ago, Feixuan went to the Jade Emperor's Palace with her teacher. As an elder, you have to take care of her!" Ye Chen said softly, thinking of Feixuan's little girl.
"This is natural, but this time, not only am I going back to the Jade Emperor Palace, but Xianya and the others are also going back with me!" Xiao Fatty said with a slight smile.
Xian Ya and others were originally members of the Jade Emperor Palace. Now that they have returned to the Martial God Continent, they naturally have to return to the Jade Emperor Palace.
"I know what you are worried about. Don't worry. Thousands of lions from hell are about to descend on the Martial God Continent. I have no shortage of manpower here!" Ye Chen took out a pot of wine, took a long sip and handed it to Xiao Pang.
Taking the flask, Xiao Pang took a long sip and stepped into the sea of clouds quite gracefully.
After a few breaths, several sharp sword lights shot up from the Sword God Ten Thousand Peaks, following closely behind Xiao Pang.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Chen still looked at the sea of clouds, "I will go to the Jade Emperor Palace!"
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