Looking from a distance, peaks rise from the ground like a giant winding dragon.
At the top of the giant dragon is a majestic peak of ten thousand feet, looking around the peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist.
A majestic pressure filled the top of the majestic peak, causing the surging clouds and mist all around to stop.
Standing on the top of a mountain peak, Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the majestic peak with a calm expression. Although it was far away, Ye Chen could feel the shocking oppression.
The cold mountain wind blew back, and Ye Chen's long hair danced wildly on his back, and a monstrous murderous intention filled the air.
Standing behind Ye Chen, Fei Yu raised his feet and looked at the majestic peak from a distance. He said softly: "Master, it is rumored that the exit of Wei Kingdom's Suowu Hell is on this mountain peak!"
"Rumor?" Ye Chen frowned slightly and said calmly, this damn fat guy is so unreliable.
Realizing that he had leaked something, Feiyu smiled awkwardly and said with a flattering look: "Master, this Suowu Hell is a forbidden area for all countries. I have never been there personally, so I can't be sure!"
"It should be here!" Ye Chen said calmly, his eyes were like torches. Even if the sea of clouds surged in front of him, he could not hide Ye Chen's sight.
At the top of Wanren Xiong Peak, a spatial fluctuation was extremely strong.
Ye Chen was somewhat familiar with this spatial fluctuation, which was very similar to the Suowu Hell in the previous Daqian Empire.
Therefore, Ye Chen can also conclude that the Suowu Hell of Wei State is here.
"You can just wait here, there is no need to follow me into hell!" Ye Chen said calmly.
Along the way, Feiyu was always on tenterhooks. When he thought of going to Suowu Hell alone with Ye Chen, Feiyu was ready to perish. Upon hearing these words, Feiyu's eyes immediately flashed with a touch of ecstasy.
Damn it, Master Fei has escaped this disaster. Although Fei Yu was ecstatic in his heart, there was a look of reluctance on his face, "Master. Fei Yu is willing to follow his master, even to the death, and fly with the stars and the moon for his master!"
"Then you will follow me to the Suowu Hell!" Seeing Fei Yu's loyalty, Ye Chen rarely changed his mind.
Hearing this, Feiyu's face immediately turned extremely pale. His voice stopped abruptly. He didn't know how to continue!
"You're kidding, don't take it seriously!" Ye Chen chuckled, holding the Proud World Sword, and walked in the air. Step by step, he walked towards the majestic peak in the distance.
"Grandma, this joke almost scared Fatty to death!" Fatty breathed out secretly and said with a playful smile: "Master knows that he is not strong enough and will be a burden to Master even if he goes to hell!"
"Xiaoyu can only wait here for the master to come back. I wish the master to break through the Suowu Hell and behead the Xinling Marquis!" Feiyu clasped his fists with both hands and saluted. Having said that, Feiyu felt a little unsure in his heart. It was a legend.
One of the four princes, Marquis Xinling.
This Suowu Hell is a tiger's den and a wolf's den. If this guy goes, will he come back? Feiyu muttered in his heart, if this guy dies and only Feiye is left, how will he deal with the pursuers all over the world.
Ignoring Feiyu's nonsense, Ye Chen walked away with his sword.
The closer you get to this mountain peak, the stronger its oppression from heaven and earth becomes.
"In the past, I once said that I would destroy the three thousand hells of Tiangang, starting from this hell in front of me!"
Ye Chen murmured softly. He slowly raised his left hand, and the light of life condensed in his palm. Without moving his fingers, the strong winds roared out in regular patterns, forming a storm. Wherever the storm swept, the sea of clouds shattered.
The true appearance of this majestic peak was completely displayed in Ye Chen's eyes, with cliffs and walls, thousands of mountains covered with green.
A series of extremely thick chains, like a chain, hung on the cliff, connecting the surrounding peaks together.
Ye Chen looked along the chain, and at the end was the top of the mountain.
Obviously, in the past, Wei soldiers used these chains to escort the God of War to select tribes.
Like a wild goose, Ye Chen landed lightly on the chain without causing any ripples.
"Stop!" A cold scolding sound came from the sky, and among the churning sea of clouds, a Wei soldier shot out suddenly, and crisp sword chants resounded, thousands of swords shot out.
The powerful aura instantly locked Ye Chen.
"This is a forbidden area for the Wei State. Anyone who steps in will die, do you know?" A menacing general came out from the crowd, stared at Ye Chen with an indifferent expression, and shouted.
Its sound was like thunder, echoing in the mountain streams.
Ye Chen lowered his head slightly, his long black hair hanging down, blocking his overly young face. At this moment, Ye Chen became more and more certain that this was the entrance to the Suowu Hell of Wei State.
In the perception of the Wei soldiers, Ye Chen showed no fluctuations in his cultivation, just like a scholar who had no power to tie a chicken.
"Marquis Xinling, I'm here!" A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, he slowly raised his head, his long hair fell back, and his dark eyes were fully visible in everyone's sight.
Seeing these eyes, the leading general took a breath, his face darkened in vain, and said sternly: "Despicable people!"
The expressions of thousands of Wei soldiers all changed, and they walked forward with great tacit understanding. They leaned against the chains, slid down, and drew their swords one after another. A series of extremely sharp sword energy appeared in the air. For a moment, the void
Above, thousands of sword rainbows criss-crossed, heading straight for Ye Chen. For a moment, the undulating sea of clouds was churning and breaking into pieces.
The soldiers who can suppress the entrance of Suowu Hell have extraordinary cultivation.
The crisscrossing sword rainbows shredded the void, and the void surged with turbulence, bringing up fierce winds, causing Ye Chen, dressed in white, to beat wildly and make hunting noises.
"Do you want to challenge me?" An extremely cold voice came from Ye Chen's mouth. This voice was like a sharp sword that penetrated deep into the souls of more than a thousand soldiers.
Everyone's whole body was shocked, and they looked at the sword in their hands in horror. They saw the sword trembling crazily, as if they were seeing the emperor in the sword. These people could even feel the fear coming from the sword.
Puff! A series of sharp wind-breaking sounds sounded. Before everyone could react, the swords in their hands came out one after another, turning into a stream of light and piercing directly into their own hearts. The change happened in just the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, all the sword rainbows between heaven and earth disappeared, even the sound of breaking wind. The world was silent except for the sound of cold wind blowing.
Gurgling blood flowed out, and thousands of corpses stood strangely on the chains. Dots of white light rose up and gathered in Ye Chen's palm.
Ye Chen glanced at these corpses, walked towards the top of the mountain with his sword, and said softly: "Ao Shi! Ao Shi, today I will make you Ao Shi Tiangang!"
Dressed in white clothes, dancing violently in the wind, Ye Chen stepped forward with a sword.
One after another, the figures of Wei soldiers surged out on the top of the mountain. However, wherever the white clad figures passed, these figures retreated one after another, staining the sky with blood, without any screams or struggles.
Killing ten thousand people in ten steps, this majestic peak was piled with corpses and stained red with blood.
The moment he stepped onto the top of the mountain, Ye Chen looked back and saw a bloody road.
An illusory gate appeared in the sky. Although it was not as eye-catching as the Ten Thousand Bones Gate of the Daqian Empire, the scarlet thunder that occasionally circulated above it was extremely strange.
Ye Chen looked at the illusory door for a moment, focusing most of his attention on the scarlet thunder, "There is something weird about this thunder!"
"Hell, Ye is coming!" The fingers of the sword were clasped tightly on the hilt. Ye Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward. His body was like a rainbow, and he stepped straight into the door of illusion, and his figure suddenly disappeared.
The way of heaven and the way of hungry ghosts follow each other like shadows, and they also step into the door of illusion.
At the same time, in the eighteenth level of hell, a man dressed in white quietly appeared.
The white clothes are like snow, forming a huge contrast with the blood-red sky.
The pungent smell of blood blew against his face with the wind. Ye Chen looked up and saw a martial arts rack everywhere. A famous martial god was imprisoned in the martial arts rack, with empty eyes, desperate eyes, and angry eyes. , with mixed emotions.
The soldiers of Wei State were beating these people severely and even humiliating some women in front of many warrior gods. The scene seemed extremely lewd.
The sounds of broken flesh, shrill screams, and wild laughter all came together, like angry waves, one wave after another.
A warrior god who was being severely beaten stopped screaming in vain and stared straight at the figure in white in the distance as if he had seen a ghost.
First one, then ten, then hundreds, then thousands..., until hundreds of thousands.
The screams in the world suddenly stopped, and the laughing Wei soldiers stopped their hands. It was a little strange, what happened to these lowly people.
The world fell into a dead silence. A soldier followed the line of sight of a warrior god, turned around, and saw a figure dressed in white. His figure suddenly shook, and he yelled: "Who are you!"