Wearing a green shirt that moved without any wind, the second generation was filled with overwhelming murderous intent.
The pear blossoms were flying, and the old man raised his head and looked at the petals falling in the sky. He raised his empty right hand, held the petals, and said with a chuckle: "I am the Lord of Tiangang, so naturally I will not break my promise!"
"Let's go! Those several seals cannot be solved by me alone. To solve several seals, several emperors need to take action at the same time."
The old man turned around and with a wave of his big hand, the pressure and restraint around him immediately disappeared.
The space ripples rose up and down again. The old man paused, looked back at the second generation standing there, and smiled again: "Don't you dare?"
"Why don't I dare!" The second-generation Jian frowned slightly, snorted coldly, and walked out.
When the second generation's body passed by Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao, they only felt that a majestic mountain was coming towards them.
"If you all break your promise, I can make sure that no one named Zhao exists in the Zhao Kingdom!" Arriving in a flash, the second generation looked at the shadow of the old man standing just a few feet away.
This phantom is not the original deity, but just one of the original bodies.
Looking into each other's eyes, the old man smiled slightly, without saying a word, and stepped into the ripples of space, and his figure turned into nothingness.
"Huh!" The second generation looked back at Zhao Xiao, his sharp gaze was like the light of a sword, giving Zhao Xiao a shocking sense of oppression.
"Tiangang Emperor!" The second generation stepped into the ripples of space, and the ripples and the second generation's figure disappeared at the same time.
Even if the second generation leaves, the terrifying oppression still permeates the void and lingers for a long time.
The tens of millions of troops present were in terrifying silence. The more than a million cavalrymen holding spears did not dare to take a breath.
It wasn't until the figure of the second generation disappeared completely that Zhao Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "As expected of the Moon God of the past, Emperor Yan, you and I still overestimated our own strength!"
"No, it's not an overestimation, but an underestimation!" Yan Ruxue looked straight in the direction where the ripples disappeared, with a sneer in her deep eyes.
"But if you and I pay a price, even if we lose to this person, it won't be a problem to struggle with this person for several days!"
"Haha, even if this person's cultivation is not as good as in his heyday, I'm afraid he can still be called the number one Martial God. Without this person, the current and past Martial God Continent will not be worried!"
Zhao Xiao turned around and looked at the horizon in the distance. His eyes were full of killing intent, "Wherever the emperor's sword in my hand points, it is my territory of Great Zhao!"
"My Emperor's Great Yan Empire will not lag behind your Zhao Kingdom, which rules the land of the God of War." Yan Ruxue said calmly, slowly raising the sword in her hand and pointing to the end of the sky, her cold voice echoing in the ears of the tens of thousands of troops.
Someone said: "The whole army listens to the order and sets off!"
"Kill!" More than 10,000 troops looked up to the sky and roared, rows of battle flags buzzing.
Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao each returned to the dragon chariot, and the loud war drums sounded. The horns sounded extremely melodious, and thousands of troops formed an orderly square array, marching forward in unison.
There were more than tens of thousands of troops, each filled with murderous intent. The combined force made the heaven and earth eclipse, and the heaven and earth within hundreds of thousands of feet were trembling.
The momentum is like a rainbow, heading straight to the end of the horizon.
And in the distance, an exquisite silhouette appeared, illusory and unreal.
"The breath has completely dissipated!" A look of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes. Wen Ran stood naked in the air, wearing a blood-colored dress that moved without the wind, and the spring light was looming under the skirt. It made people think a lot.
"Huh?" Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao, who had closed their eyes to rest, opened their eyes one after another and looked at the beautiful figure in the distance with some surprise. "Is this person a Tiangang warrior hidden among the Martial Gods?"
The tens of thousands of troops were so majestic that wherever they passed, the floating skeletons were broken into pieces.
After a while, the tens of thousands of troops were less than a hundred feet away from Wen Ran.
Facing the overwhelming army, with a smile on her charming face, Wen Ran walked forward with lotus steps.
"Stop!" Millions of shouts sounded simultaneously, and the sound was extremely powerful, setting off a huge space wave.
Whoosh! The wave of space instantly submerged Wen Ran's figure, as if tearing her body into pieces.
"Huh?" His eyes passed over a million figures and landed in front of the army. A look of surprise appeared in Yan Ruxue's eyes, and the woman's aura completely dissipated.
"Giggle, is the Emperor of Dayan looking for a slave?" A ethereal chuckle sounded on the dragon chariot, the illusory rules appeared, and a charming figure walked out.
A faint fragrance floated out from the dragon chariot. Wen Ran covered her mouth and looked at Yan Ruxue motionlessly with her smiling eyes.
With a slight tremor in her heart, Yan Ruxue stood up, looked at Wen Ran thoughtfully a few feet away, and whispered, "Are you from the Flower Clan?"
"Haha, the Emperor of Yan really deserves his reputation. He can see through the identity of the slave family at a glance." Wen Ran walked towards Yan Ruxue with lotus steps, ignoring the sharp eyes around him.
"A member of the Flower Clan!" Zhao Xiao stood up and looked at Wen Ran with some surprise.
"Gee, the slave family came here just to ask Emperor Zhao and Emperor Yan a question." Three thousand black hair fell to his waist, Wen Ran took a step forward, and a series of fragrant pictures appeared around him, "
Where is the second generation Moon God?"
The maid with a hot figure was naked, with her breasts trembling as she shuttled between heaven and earth, and from time to time, crisp chuckles could be heard.
This sudden scene made many warriors go dry and stare at the twisting maid.
"Illusion? It's interesting. The magical powers of the Flower Clan are really unique, but why do I answer your question?" Looking at the delicate bodies around him, Zhao Xiao put his hands on his hands and said with a smile.
"Really? Men really don't have any good things. Even the slaves come to the door and reject them. They don't know how to show mercy to women!" At this point, all the smiles on Wen Ran's face disappeared at this moment, and his bright eyes were full of indifference.
, turned around, looked at Zhao Xiao in the distance, and said calmly: "Sister, I ask you, where has he gone?" Before he finished speaking, a majestic pressure broke out on Wen Ran, and this pressure made the surrounding people
The roar immediately fell silent.
Bang bang! Zhao Xiao and Yan Ruxue both felt their hearts sink, and just as they were about to speak out, two drops of rainwater reached the sky and streaked across their cheeks.
Hiss! A striking sword mark appeared after the rain mark, blood surged wildly, and the two men were immediately changed beyond recognition.
"Where did he go?" Wen Ran said calmly, his charming face made people dare not look directly at him.
Under the gaze of these beautiful eyes, Zhao Xiao and Yan Ruxue both felt their hearts trembling. Who was she? Why did they feel like they were facing an emperor when facing this person?
"Senior, the second-generation Moon God has left with Emperor Zhao!" Yan Ruxue said, looking at Wen Ran with fear in her eyes.
"Emperor Zhao!" Wen Ran's face changed slightly, and it turned out that he was still half a step too late.
"Giggles, everyone, I won't play with you anymore!" Wen Ran chuckled, glanced at Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao, turned around, took lotus steps, and his figure suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth.
The aura completely dissipated, and Zhao Xiao and Yan Ruxue were completely unable to detect Wen Ran's aura.
"Disappeared?" Zhao Xiao said with a gloomy face, a surge of vitality emerged, and the sword marks on his face gradually faded until they healed again.
"Yeah!" Yan Ruxue nodded.
"When did such a person appear in the Flower Clan? I will remember this sword!" Zhao Xiao said coldly, touching the blood on his face.
Under the gaze of thousands of pairs of eyes, he was completely suppressed by the second-generation Moon God, and his face was completely lost, and now he was struck with a sword in the face by an unknown woman. Where can the emperor put his face?
Even Yan Ruxue, who was taciturn, felt a sense of frustration in her heart at this moment. Today was really a bad start.
The emperor's face is more important than anything else, and at this moment, the two people's faces were trampled on one after another. Even if the two people were deep in the city, there was inevitably some anger in their hearts.
"This woman is very strong!" Yan Ruxue whispered, sat back on the dragon chariot and shouted: "All troops, keep moving forward!"
"I am not in a good mood today, so I can only vent my anger by killing more lowly people!" Zhao Xiao said coldly.
Dozens of thousand-foot-long heavenly dragons roared, pulling huge dragon chariots, and headed straight for the crack.
The tens of thousands of troops were so majestic that wherever they passed, the space rippled and loud roars echoed.
As he got closer and closer to the crack, the murderous intention in Zhao Xiao's heart became stronger, and the anger in his heart could only be vented on the lowly people of the God of War.
But is the God of War really as unbearable as he imagined? (To be continued...)
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