The first thousand three hundred and twenty-five chapters prisoners
"Didn't Concubine Rou fall hundreds of years ago?"
"Isn't the old man the martial arts expert from hundreds of years ago, Cang Songzi?"
A series of gasping sounds sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, and could not be heard without an end.
As the figure on the steps became clearer and clearer, the gasps from all around became louder and louder.
"Xuanyuan Ye!" Standing on the shore of the sea of clouds, Huang Pu looked at the familiar figure in the crowd with some surprise, Xuanyuan Ye was also among them.
In addition, Huang Pu also saw some familiar people, including Gui Huizi, the former deputy master of the Moon Temple, and even the former master and elder of the Martial Temple.
"The land of Beiqiu!" Huang Pu murmured softly, why did they appear here.
Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps go along the way, with a majestic momentum and a majestic aura permeating it.
However, there was no movement of breath on these people, and the silence was terrifying.
Outside the territory, Ye Chen looked through the heavy clouds and mist, landed on the grand steps, and whispered: "Is this the land of Beiqiu?"
Although they were far apart, Ye Chen also spotted Xuanyuan Ye and the others standing on the steps, but there was no aura fluctuation on these people.
At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that iron chains several feet thick were circling on the steps, binding the hands and feet of Xuanyuan Ye and others.
The atmosphere of vicissitudes of life pervades these iron chains, sometimes showing a vast coercion.
The flickering iron chain was very eye-catching on the steps, and the sharp-eyed guardian immediately noticed the existence of the iron chain, "What is going on?"
Ye Chen looked at Mo Che with a puzzled expression.
Tens of thousands of troops roared behind him. Mo Che still looked indifferent, looking at the land of Beiqiu with a deep gaze, and said softly: "The land of Beiqiu is also a place where the strong men who have been imprisoned for thousands of years have been imprisoned!"
"Imprisoned?" Ye Chen looked stunned. Looking at it, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety steps were filled with densely packed figures. How many powerful people were there?
Mo Che raised his right hand and flicked it forward. The ever-changing sea of clouds immediately shattered, and the entire Beiqiu land appeared in their sight.
Mo Che pointed at the figures bound by iron chains and asked, "What are the things that people should control when living in this world?"
His eyes showed a look of deep contemplation. If Ye Chen realized something, he said: "**!"
Hearing this, Mo Che chuckled and said slowly: "People should control their own bodies, rather than being controlled by them. Human instinct is to pursue comfort and enjoyment, but there must also be restraint. No matter what you wear,
The most important thing is the shoes that fit your feet."
"Haha, ** is like water, just the right amount is good, but if there is too much, it will cause flooding."
"When the desire in their hearts overflows, they choose to give up everything and come here to find the first perseverance."
"That iron chain is called the Chain of Desire. They were deeply afraid that their body would bring unimaginable disaster to the mainland, so they put the Chain of Desire on themselves."
"Among these people, the oldest ones can be traced back to four generations. They are the guardians of that era."
"Chain of Desire!" Giving up everything in the world, including reputation and rights, and stepping down from a high position, he is not an all-powerful strong man. The clan leader, emperor, and family head imprisoned themselves here.
Looking at these figures, Ye Chen was slightly moved.
Yue Jian Scar and other guardians also looked extremely moved. Apparently, this was the first time they heard Mo Che talk about the land of Beiqiu.
On the other hand, Feng Lei's expression was dull. He had known for a long time the necessity of the existence of this Beiqiu land, because he was also one of the prisoners. Not only him, but also Yue Chuge and Mo Che were also prisoners in the land.
Kill! Kill! Kill! From behind, the roars of the army grew louder and louder, setting off overwhelming pressure and waves in space.
Mo Che calmly took a step forward, formed a mudra with his right hand, and said in a deep voice: "Exit!"
Solution! The vast sea of clouds shattered in vain, and on the dead steps, waves of terrifying aura erupted, bang bang!
People who had their eyes closed opened their eyes one after another. Their eyes were full of confusion, and then determination replaced everything.
"Xuanyuan Ye!" Huang Pu called softly when he saw Xuanyuan Ye opening his eyes.
Xuanyuan Ye heard the news and went out. When he saw Huang Pu, he just nodded and looked up at the murderous army, his eyes filled with coldness.
Crack! The iron chains that bound these people fell off one after another, waves of strong cultivation fluctuations filled the air, and the surrounding world seemed to be imprisoned by this sudden pressure.
Bang bang! The guardians standing around stepped back, unable to bear the pressure brought by these pressures, "What terrible oppression!"
Kill! Kill! Kill! The roar of Daqian's army roared in, and the murderous intention passed through the seal and filled the sky above the Jade Emperor's peaks.
And at this moment, rays of bright sword light rose into the sky above the steps, breaking through the clouds and mist, passing through the seal, and headed straight towards the overwhelming army.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind could be heard endlessly. Ye Chen looked at the passing sword light, a look of shock filling his eyes. The will of martial arts, the realm of martial arts, and the world of martial arts. The cultivation of these people are all in the martial arts realm.
Without any words, Xuanyuan Ye and others rushed into the army like zombies, raised their rusty swords, and harvested the lives of the army.
Blood stained the sword, and the rusty sword became sharper and sharper.
The screams gathered together and resounded throughout the world.
Ye Chen turned around and looked at the figures causing a bloody storm, with a smile on his lips. The Martial God Continent was not as weak as he thought.
"Where is the guardian!" Mo Che raised his arms and shouted, and his voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth and echoed.
"Here!" A series of loud and powerful shouts sounded in the sky above the Jade Emperor. The guardians who came to the Jade Emperor City gathered in the sky, densely packed, and the bright sword light coated the sky with a layer of golden color.
"The foreign enemies are rampant and are driving straight down. We are waiting to avenge the shame of the mountains and rivers." Mo Che's voice was a little low, but it resounded deep in the souls of every guardian.
"We martial cultivators are now flesh and blood, and we are not afraid of a battle!" Before Mo Che finished speaking, his sword finger suddenly clicked down, and a majestic sword rainbow appeared on his fingertips. The sword rainbow was a hundred feet wide. , like stars flying straight into the sky, falling straight down and falling into the tens of millions of troops. They also set off a bloody storm, with green blood flying across the sky, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.
"Kill!" The gathered millions of guardians held swords and passed the seal. Just like their predecessors, they faced the iron hooves of the tens of millions of troops without hesitation.
"It would be glorious to shed blood outside the territory, and it would be tragic to die by one's own sword." Qianchuan Ya murmured, holding his sword, he also rushed into the army.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Deafening sounds of killing came from the mouths of the guardians. It is their misfortune to be born in this era. They died in battles outside the territory. It is also their luck to be born in this era. Use the sword in your hand to create a civilization. A time when swords are used as plowshares.
Although the Martial God Continent is at a numerical disadvantage, in terms of strength comparison, the Martial God Continent completely suppressed the Daqian Empire.
Bang bang! Mo Che stepped out of the air, holding the piano stand with his left hand, and playing the piano with his right hand. As the strings were plucked, a series of piano sounds similar to a golden horse echoed, turning into a physical sound sword, sweeping across out.
"Ah!" The sound sword set off eye-catching patches of blood, and the army fell in pieces.
Looking at this scene, Ye Chen smiled slightly, gently moved the Qilin Sword, and murmured: "Old man, it's time for us to take action."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen kicked off his feet, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string.
Snowflakes are flying, and the rain of cause and effect is falling. Murder was originally an extremely bloody thing, but in Ye Chen's hands, it became an artistic existence.
Kill! Fatty Xiao held the Proud World Sword and followed Ye Chen. Wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river.
These soldiers who came with the Daqian Emperor originally fantasized about how they could show off their majesty on the Martial God Continent and how they could ravage the water-like Martial God women. However, these extremely fierce guardians in front of them ruthlessly tore their fantasies into pieces.
The Martial God Continent is by no means a weakling who can be slaughtered by others.
"Damn it, it's not that there are no strong people in the Martial God Continent, why are there so many strong people."
"I want to go back to Tiangang. The lunatics in this Martial God Continent are all like lunatics."
Standing in the endless sea of blood, Ye Chen looked at this scene with a calm expression. This eternal sky has witnessed countless such killings.
There is killing because of profit. If you stick to your heart, all killing will be worth it.
The six sword corpses followed closely behind. Wherever Ye Chen passed, there was no warrior standing within a thousand feet, and they fell in pieces.
"Moon God, this is how it should be!" Yue Liuyun held Yue Meng's body and looked at the scene outside the territory with complex eyes. A moment later, Yue Liuyun also held the sword and walked into the outside world. I am the guardian. .rs!~!
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