The spring rain is continuous and catkins are flying.
Misty rain and fog enveloped the entire imperial palace, and in the void, the majestic general situation was changing uncertainly.
Ye Chen stood in the courtyard and looked at Mu Chen quietly.
For several days, Mu Chen still didn't wake up, but the aura on his body became thicker and thicker.
"The artistic conception of Weiqing is really special!" Fire Qilin appeared from behind and said.
"This breakthrough is no problem!" Ye Chen also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect that among us, Brother Mu would be the first to step into the world of martial arts."
"You are almost at the peak of the martial arts field!" Huo Qilin looked up at the hazy sky above and whispered: "The storm is coming!"
"The Demon Palace will not give up so easily, and the next attack will be even crazier." Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the flickering lights in the house and said helplessly: "It's just that I didn't expect that Xiao Meng'er would be the reincarnated daughter in this life.
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"Young Master Su has already set up a heavy sword formation around the Imperial Palace. With the addition of restrictions, if the Demon Palace attacks again, he will be able to block it for several seconds."
Looking at the bamboo house, Huo Qilin sighed imperceptibly.
"No matter what Xiao Meng'er was in his previous life, he is my disciple, Ye Chen, in this life!"
"No one can harm my disciple, even if that person is the second-generation Moon God of the past!"
Cold murderous intent flashed through Ye Chen's eyes, especially when he looked at the tombstone, the killing intent was even stronger.
"Wushuang has issued a military order, and armies from all over the country will gather in the imperial capital in a few days!" Huo Qilin could only smile helplessly about the affair between the second generation and the woman.
"If he comes, tens of millions of troops will not be able to stop this man!" Ye Chen shook his head, grabbed the wine bottle, took a sip, and said: "The Sword Tomb of the Abandoned Domain, the second generation's goal is to be in the Sword Tomb!"
Although they were far apart, Ye Chen noticed waves of terrifying oppression coming from the direction of the Abandoned Domain.
"Originally, I wanted to take the guardians to exterminate the remnants of the Sword Temple, but it seems that this plan has to change!"
"There is no room for loss in the Wasteland Sword Tomb!" Ye Chen whispered.
"Master of the Martial Arts Temple!" Ye Chen said calmly, looking at the rain curtain outside the courtyard.
"Here!" A tall figure broke through the water on the ground and appeared in the courtyard.
"The guardians who came with me this time will be left to you to lead. You will be solely responsible for wiping out the remnants of the Sword Temple!"
Ye Chen pondered for a moment and said slowly.
"No!" Huang Pu said neatly, turned and left.
"I'm going to the Wasteland Sword Tomb, and I'll let you take care of the current imperial palace!" Ye Chen turned around and walked towards the courtyard.
"This kid!" Huo Qilin smiled helplessly. He originally wanted to go to the Wasteland, but Huo Qilin knew that if no one suppressed the Imperial Palace, the next time the Demon Palace invaded, the Imperial Palace would have no power to resist.
It was late at night, and the coolness brought by the rainy night slipped into the house through the doors and windows.
Standing in front of the bed, Ye Chen quietly looked at the second dream of falling asleep, with a smile on his lips.
"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!" Ye Chen murmured.
It wasn't until dawn that Ye Chen got up, left the bamboo house, and said goodbye to Lan Gu, Qianchuan Xue, Su Feixuan and others.
The sky is gray and the drizzle will stop at some point.
Around the courtyard, there were tall and straight figures standing. Fatty Xiao, Young Master Su and others stood with swords in hand, waiting for Ye Chen.
The fighting spirit was so majestic that it shot through the sky! Ye Chen stepped out of the courtyard. He smiled slightly and said, "Everyone has been waiting for a long time!"
Turning around again, Ye Chen glanced at the courtyard behind him, took a step forward, and headed straight to the end of the sky like a rainbow: "Let's go!"
Whoosh! The bright sword light tore through the white mist in the early morning, and six sword corpses followed. Fatty Xiao, Young Master Su, and the dragon of life and death followed closely behind.
"The second generation Moon God, the third generation Moon God, and the fifth generation Moon God!"
"Perhaps this will be the most powerful era of the Martial God Continent, but what a pity!" In the courtyard, Huo Qilin watched Ye Chen and others leave with a slight sigh.
The Wasteland Sword Tomb was a paradise that was occupied by countless monsters in the past, and the roars were endless.
However, for dozens of days, the Wasteland has fallen into a deathly silence.
Tens of days ago, a huge tide of monsters was taking place. No matter how powerful the monsters were, they were all rushing towards the outside of the ruined domain.
At this time, in the northwest sky above the Wasteland, tens of thousands of bright sword lights penetrated the sky and the earth, and the wind and clouds changed color.
The turbulence in its space is even more surging, dragging the blood mist that fills the void.
One after another sword light shuttled through the blood mist, and they were clearly guardians wearing golden martial arts and men in black from the Demon Palace.
Tens of thousands of guardians and hundreds of thousands of men in black fought together, blood flowed into rivers, and broken swords fell into the sea of blood in the mountains of corpses.
Mo Xie held a sword and crisscrossed the blood mist. Relying on his martial arts field, he shuttled among hundreds of thousands of men in black as if entering and leaving an uninhabited land.
But there were dozens of sword marks on Mo Xie's body, and Mo Xie's bones could be seen in the deepest one.
"With hundreds of thousands of men in black, how many people are ambushed by the Demon Palace in the Wasteland?" Mo Xie looked a little solemn. They rushed to the Wasteland dozens of days ago.
However, all the hundreds of thousands of guardians who originally guarded the Wasteland fell, and at the same time, the seal of the Sword Tomb in the Wasteland was torn apart.
Mo Che led most of the guardians into the Sword Tomb, while Mo Xie and many other deacons led some of the guardians to clean up the Demon Palace forces in the ruined domain. However, they did not expect that there would be so many Demon Palace disciples lurking here.
"I don't know what the situation is like in the Sword Tomb!" Mo Xie frowned slightly, turned his right hand over, and swung his sword backward to deal with the sneak attack of a martial artist.
But there was also a sword mark behind Mo Xie, and blood surged wildly.
Kill! Kill! Kill! A monstrous murderous intention filled the sky. A terrifying aura suddenly reverberated in the bodies of the men in black. With a bang, several men in black actually burned their souls and self-destructed!
These men in black were like fuses, and soon after, thousands more men in black blew themselves up.
Boom! Boom! The sky and the earth roared, and the energy contained in the body of the man in black immediately formed an unimaginable impact. This impact turned into a storm and swept away crazily in all directions.
Boom! The men in black around them were caught in the storm, and without any panic on their faces, they also exploded, bringing with them a pungent smell of blood, covering the world thousands of feet in radius.
"Crazy!" Mo Xie and others were all enveloped by the storm. Before the weaker warriors could react, the terrifying impact wiped them out. Their souls were involved in the storm and exploded again.
Come on.
The roar of heaven and earth echoed, and the spread of this storm caused the void to collapse, causing turbulence to surge and fall on tens of thousands of guardians.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in the body, and Mo Xie spat out a mouthful of blood. The self-destruction of an ordinary warrior was not a concern, but the self-destruction of a martial arts warrior was extremely terrifying.
Kill! Kill! Kill! The man in black has blood-red eyes and is not afraid of life or death.
"If this continues, even if the forces of the Demon Palace are eliminated, we will still have to pay a heavy price!" Mo Xie's eyes changed uncertainly, and his sword fingers pointed forward one after another, forming a series of restrictions in an attempt to stop the spread of this storm.
Kacha! The terrifying impact tore apart the restrictions in one fell swoop, spreading unbridled throughout the world, and even the rules of heaven and earth were involved.
The offensive of the guardians of the Jade Emperor Palace was completely suppressed by this storm.
"Noisy!" A voice from heaven and earth suddenly sounded at the end of the world, drowning out the monstrous sound of killing.
The moment this voice sounded, the terrifying storm stopped in vain, and the rules were dead.
"Fifth Generation!" All the guardians looked extremely excited, this was the voice of Fifth Generation.
Click! Space ripples appeared in the void, and a man dressed in white slowly walked out of the void.
Feeling the changes in the wasteland, Ye Chen frowned slightly, and the soul was swept out. In the world with a radius of millions of feet, there were no less than millions of auras of the men in black in the demon palace.
Bang bang! The man in black self-destructed again, and the originally stagnant storm swept out again.
"The Sword Temple is causing chaos and besieging the Ye family. Are these just symptoms?"
"And these appearances are just for the sake of the Wasteland Sword Tomb to distract the strength of the Jade Emperor Palace and the Huangfeng Kingdom, making it impossible to focus all their attention here."
Boom boom! The terrifying storm is spreading, Ye Chen's eyes are calm, the sword point falls in the void, the sky and the earth are in vain, and a dark space crack appears silently in the sky...rv!~!
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