The first thousand three hundred and seventy-two chapters debut (1)
"Third generation senior, I will leave this person to you!"
A calm voice rose in the void, but these words echoed in Zhao Xiao's mind like thousands of thunders.
"The Emperor of Zhao!" The moment when the bright sword rainbow was about to touch Ye Chen, a chuckle sounded: "In the past, the Emperor of Zhao did not dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. The lowly people have just condensed several original bodies.
So arrogant!"
"Emperor of Great Zhao, do you really think that my God of War has no one?" Space ripples appeared in the sky, and a tall figure appeared in front of Ye Chen in vain.
Click! The sword finger landed on the sword rainbow, and the hundred-foot-long sword rainbow completely collapsed and turned into billowing rules of heaven and earth and dispersed in all directions.
Stopping, Zhao Xiao's eyes showed deep contemplation, and he looked at the figure standing in front of him with some confusion, "The third generation senior, could it be the third generation Moon God?"
"You are the third-generation Moon God, and you have not fallen!" His eyes were changing, but Zhao Xiao felt a huge shock in his heart.
"Third generation Moon God, no one has called me that for a long time." The third generation stood in front of Ye Chen and chuckled.
After receiving Sandai's affirmative reply, Zhao Xiao's heart sank again. When he entered the path of martial arts, countless ancestors informed him of the horrors of the moon gods of all generations.
When the third generation actually appeared in front of him, Zhao Xiao still felt extremely shocked and at the same time felt an inexplicable panic.
"Do it!" Looking at the defeated army around him, Ye Chen drew his long sword and shouted.
"Promise!" The guardians headed by Rizhao agreed one after another and came out with swords, causing a bloody storm.
He came out with his sword in hand. Ye Chen stood side by side with Sandai. His eyes were silently looking at the famous martial artists in the tens of millions of troops.
The warriors were all shocked and did not dare to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes.
"Huh!" Zhao Xiao shouted coldly, took a step forward, blocking Ye Chen's sight, his face returned to its previous indifference, and he chuckled: "I didn't expect that the third generation of the Moon God has not fallen yet."
"But even if you haven't fallen, I'm afraid you can no longer display your original strength. Is this the emperor right?"
"The origin of your soul has been severely damaged, and you have lost your physical body. At this moment, you are like a tiger and a wolf that has lost its claws and claws." Zhao Xiao's eyes were extremely sharp, and he immediately saw through the essence of the third generation.
Although at first glance, Sandai's body is extremely condensed. There is no difference from ordinary people.
But Zhao Xiao saw that the third-generation moon god in front of him was just a martial arts soul and did not have a body.
"Can't it become a climate?" The third generation narrowed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile on his lips. He has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, and the warriors in this world have almost forgotten his former methods.
Bang! A roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth. Above tens of millions of troops, the void of heaven and earth was shattered into pieces, and the rules of the five elements of heaven and earth emerged!
The phantoms of the five giant wheels of rules appeared in the torrent of rules, covering the sky and earth with a radius of tens of thousands of feet. The majestic momentum was like tens of thousands of mountains, suppressing it and falling hard on the hearts of tens of millions of troops.
An oppressive atmosphere filled the hearts of millions of warriors. Everyone looked at the scene in the sky in horror. This scene exceeded their imagination and subverted their previous understanding. What is this, magical power?
"Supernatural power?" Zhao Xiaojian frowned slightly, he could sense the oppression from the giant wheel of five rules.
"In the past, I have killed thousands of Tiangang warriors here!" Sandai murmured to himself. The smile in his eyes became even brighter, he raised his right hand and pointed his sword finger on the sky, "Turn!"
Creaking! The five-legged giant wheel turned in vain, with thousands of feet of sand and dust, rolling torrents, endless sea of fire, and withered vines standing in the forest. Thousands of swords condensed with sharp energy, and visions of heaven and earth alternated in the sky, before crashing down.
Ah! Screams rose from the ground, thousands of feet of sand and dust swallowed up hundreds of thousands of troops, torrents hit tens of millions of troops, withered vines restrained the fleeing soldiers, and seas of fire blocked the way, and its sharp energy condensed thousands of soldiers.
The sword penetrated and shattered the soldier's chest.
The wailing sounds continued, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and under the giant wheel of five rules, this place turned into a hell on earth.
The tens of millions of troops who were still murderous before turned into a defeated army, running away in panic to avoid the sea of fire and trees and vines that were rising in vain around them.
"Third Generation Moon God?" Yan Ruxue's face changed slightly. She looked at the defeated army and raised her eyebrows slightly. Under the giant wheel of rules, ordinary soldiers could not withstand the impact of the rules of heaven and earth.
"The third generation of the Moon God has not yet fallen. Things are a bit tricky today." After experiencing the strength of the second generation, Yan Ruxue no longer underestimates the former Moon God.
"We must break this giant wheel of rules, otherwise the army will suffer heavy losses today." Yan Ruxue murmured, retreated, and headed straight into the sky.
Wearing a dancing green shirt, Mo Che sat in the void, his eyes slightly raised, looking at Yan Ruxue who was retreating, his eyes full of piercing murderous intent, "The Emperor of Yan traveled thousands of miles to lead an army of tens of millions to visit the God of War.
, if I don’t entertain you, wouldn’t you blame me for not treating you well?” Before he finished speaking, the guqin in Mo Che’s arms floated up, placed flat in front of him, he gently pressed the silver strings with his hands, smiled faintly, and said
: "Today I will play a piece of music for Emperor Yan and bury him in the underworld!"
Buried in the underworld, as the name suggests, buried in the underworld. Today, Mo Che not only wants Emperor Yan to be buried in the underworld, but also the tens of millions of troops.
Countless creatures have been buried in the land outside the territory since ancient times, and there is no shortage of tens of millions of troops.
Ding! Mo Che's sword finger plucked the strings, and the sound of heaven and earth suddenly sounded, forming a murderous aura that shook the world.
Clang, clank, clang! The melodious sound of the piano made Yan Ruxue suddenly stop. The sound of the piano fell into his ears, like a terrifying torrent of rules, impacting his soul.
The sound of the piano filled the air, lingering in the ears, making people immersed in it involuntarily. Even if Yan Ruxue used her martial arts will to isolate her ears, she still couldn't cover up the sound. The sound seemed to resound in his mind.
"There's something weird about this music!" The snowflakes fell down, and a layer of frost formed on Yan Ruxue's eyebrows.
"My ice can seal the world, freeze life and death, and freeze the sound of your piano!" In the wind and snow, a body of ice origin came out and merged into Yan Ruxue's body. Although her face was pale, Yan Ruxue
The aura in his body surged, and it was extremely terrifying.
With a flick of her sleeves, Yan Ruxue pressed down into the void with one hand. Endless cold current suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand, and a layer of frost spread out. In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth with a radius of thousands of feet turned into a vast white world, frozen for thousands of miles.
Thousands of feet of ice froze the sky and the earth, but a faint sound of the piano still came, hovering like a magic sound and lingering for a long time.
"How is it possible that his piano music can actually break through the constraints?" Yan Ruxue raised her eyes and saw an origin body appearing in the sky above Mo Che.
The will burst out of her body, and Yan Ruxue had to concentrate on solving the sound of the piano, and was unable to help the chaotic army.
Creak! The giant wheel of rules is turning, and the heaven and earth are alternating with visions.
Under the giant wheel of rules, rivers of blood flowed, and dead vines stood everywhere, which was extremely strange.
"My Emperor, save me!" Shouts rang out all around, Zhao Xiaojian frowned even deeper, and he couldn't help but increase the strength of his grip on the Imperial Sword: "In terms of the magical power of the five elements of heaven and earth, when it comes to the way of magical power, I am not as good as you!
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"However, our great Zhao Qian Qian Er Lang is by no means a waste. He wants to defeat our great Zhao army with just one magical power. It's an idiot's dream!" Zhao Xiao said coldly.
Before he finished speaking, terrifying auras emerged from the chaotic army, "Kill!"
The martial arts will breaks through the torrent and the sea of fire, the martial arts realm and the world appear at the same time, and dozens of sword lights go straight to the giant wheel of rules in the sky.
The auras of the several warriors headed by them are far more powerful than those of ordinary martial arts masters, and are extremely strong.
"Original body!" The third generation narrowed his eyes. The Kingdom of Zhao and the Kingdom of Yan should not be underestimated. There are so many martial arts realms hidden among tens of millions of troops, and there are even beings who have condensed the original body of martial arts.
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However, all this was expected by the third generation. Compared with imagination, the situation at hand is still optimistic.
"Give me more than a hundred breaths, I will deal with the Emperor of Zhao in front of me, and leave the rest to you!" Sandai raised his right hand, and the rules condensed into a simple sword. Before Ye Chen could respond, Sandai
Holding the sword of rules, the figure suddenly disappeared.
"A hundred breaths?" Ye Chen said to himself: "It is a bit difficult for the six beings to condense the original body. Prince, are you scary?"
"Haha, it's a little difficult to be exciting, isn't it?" Snowflakes were flying, and a slender figure appeared behind Ye Chen, with bright eyes like stars. (To be continued...)
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