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Chapter 1615 The Power of the Seal (1)

"Not enough!"

Ye Chen murmured softly, his deep gaze passing over the vast outside world.

Lifting the sword finger, Ye Chen pointed it forward and shouted softly: "The sword is the king of hundreds of soldiers. Although the sword body is decayed, its will is immortal!"

"The sword is immortal!"

"Today, in the name of the Moon God, I command the sword buried outside the territory to cast my Moon God's seal with its immortal sword power!"

"The sword's will will be eternal!"

Ye Chen's voice was extremely loud, like thousands of thunders roaring in unison, turning into the sound of heaven and earth and sweeping out in an instant.

Buzz! Earth-shattering sword chants suddenly appeared in the void of heaven and earth. Sandai and others looked back and saw that between heaven and earth, terrifying sword intentions appeared one after another, condensing into the shadow of a sword.

Buzz! Fatty Xiao looked down at the Ao Shi Sword in his hand. The Ao Shi Sword trembled slightly, and a fierce sword intent burst out of his body.

This is not only true for Fatty Xiao's Proud World Sword, but also for the swords in the hands of the guardians present.

Waves of sword intent are like erupting volcanoes, uncontrollably bursting out between heaven and earth.

These sword intentions are the sword intention of the swordsman's life. Although he died, his sword intention is still contained in the incomplete sword.

The atmosphere of vicissitudes of life permeated the sword tomb, and over the cold forest of tombstones, the crisp sounds of swords gathered together, setting off a wave of space.

Since the establishment of this sword tomb in the fourth generation, tens of millions of martial arts elites have been buried.

Tens of millions of sword intent swept out and immediately turned into a sword intent storm.

Staring at this scene in a daze, Chi You, Xing Tian and others' eyes changed uncertainly, and they retreated. Faced with such a terrifying storm of sword intent, even they had to avoid the edge temporarily.

"If the sword intentions of the moon gods of all generations merge into the heaven and earth, if they are immortal, they will cast my moon god's seal!"

Her long hair danced wildly like a snake. The Moon God mark between Ye Chen's eyebrows shone with a bright moonlight, and four terrifying sword intents immediately burst out from the Moon God seal, blending into this sword intent storm.

Buzz! The swords of heaven and earth roared together, and the storm of sword intent split into two and merged into two rounds of blood moons.

Boom boom! Two blood moons immediately burst out with bright moonlight, rising crazily towards both sides.

The energy contained in it was even more terrifying. The third generation's pupils shrank slightly, "Good boy!"

"Disciples of the Martial God, you have abandoned your homeland and your wives. You are fighting bloody battles here just to defend the Martial God!"

"Although you have fallen, your will is immortal!"

"Today, in the name of the Moon God, I order you all to merge your will with the Moon God's seal forever!"

"The will will be immortal!"

There was a heavy look in Ye Chen's dark eyes, and the aura of vicissitudes of life was flowing on his body. Dian Luo's left hand was raised again, and he lightly pressed it into the void.

With this press, the whole world shook crazily.

I saw a series of piercing and loud roars resounding across the world: "Even if it is criticized by thousands of people and despised by ten thousand people, I will follow the path of killing in this life, killing all the miscellaneous things in the world!"

"The sky is proof. In this life, my soul will be destroyed, but my will will be immortal. I only want to defend the God of War!"

"I am not willing to let thousands of people be slaughtered by others. I am not willing to let the magnificent mountains and rivers turn into ruins!"

"I am guilty. I have practiced martial arts for more than a hundred years, but I am still in the martial arts realm. I am still unable to defend my homeland!"

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to be reincarnated as the God of War, dye the sky with my blood, and point my sword at the sky!"

"Even though I die, even though my soul is destroyed, my will is immortal!"

"I was born as the soul of the Martial God. I should make it my ambition to revitalize the Martial God, and it should be my responsibility to break the shackles of Tiangang."

Desperate and unwilling voices hovered in everyone's ears, and the breath of compassion blew in their faces like a breeze.

The guardian of the Martial God standing outside the territory could not help but burst into tears. This is the ancestor of the Martial God. In order to defend the Martial God, he is not afraid of life and death. Even if he dies, his soul will be destroyed, but his will will never leave.

A sad smell filled the outside of the territory, and this breath made the world tremble. Ye Chen's voice was like a wind blowing out, blowing through the vast outside the territory, past the sword tomb, and past the God of War.

Boom! Ripples of space appeared in the sky. Under the gaze of everyone, strands of will surged out.

These wills smell of decay and vicissitudes of life, but the power contained within them is frightening.

Standing quietly between heaven and earth, Huo Qilin silently watched the surging will. In these wills, he noticed some familiar auras, the third generation of Qinglong, the third generation of Suzaku, Xuanwu, White Tiger, and many familiar guardians.

Fire Qilin sighed silently, and a terrifying will broke out of his body and merged into this great tide of will.

Boom! One, ten, one hundred, ten thousand, even millions. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the immortal wills of countless martial gods and warriors who died outside the territory have been integrated into the two blood moons.

Like a moth flying into a flame, in just a few breaths, the two blood moons skyrocketed again, reaching hundreds of thousands of feet.

Ye Chen stood between the two blood moons, feeling the pressure coming from them. His slightly frowning eyebrows still did not relax, and he shouted softly again: "The will of the moon gods of all generations, gather together!"

The straight sword pointed in the void, and four strands of will burst out from the Moon God's mark like a tide, and also merged into the blood moon.

Boom boom! The blood moon covering the sky and the sun is filled with a frightening aura.

Only at this moment, a smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips: "Seal, done!"

Before Ye Chen finished speaking, the blood moon on the far right turned into a stream of light, passing through the void of heaven and earth, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The direction that the blood moon is moving away from clearly corresponds to the Jade Emperor Palace.

In the sky above the Jade Emperor's Palace, the land of Beiqiu is like a coiled dragon, with turbulent will filling the sky, revealing its majesty.

Mo Che and Yue Chuge stood at the top of Beiqiu. Their green shirts were fluttering in the wind. They stood quietly and looked at the Bei Prisoners below. After several battles, more than half of the strong men here had fallen.

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Before Tiangang uses all his strength, the God of War is already scarred. If Tiangang comes with the power of all nations, can the God of War still be able to stop it?

Mo Che and Yue Chuge looked at each other, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.

"I hope the warriors who go to watch the ceremony can gain something. It is best to break through their own bottlenecks, grow up, and become the true mainstay of the Martial God!"

Mo Che murmured softly, and the guqin tied to his back slowly fell down. He grabbed the guqin with one hand. Mo Che looked down at the somewhat damaged guqin and whispered: "The era of disconnection is often the most deadly!"

"I hope so!"

"They are all martial arts elites and talented people!"

"If you don't fall, you will definitely become a strong man!"

Yue Chuge put his hands behind his back, and there was a faint look of exhaustion on his handsome face. Immediately, Yue Chuge's eyes showed a look of expectation, "Brother Mo, do you think Five Generations can succeed?"

Hearing this, Mo Che raised his head, looked at Yue Chu Ge in surprise, and asked, "Has he ever done anything that he was not sure about?"

"That's true!"

"Everything that seems impossible in the eyes of ordinary people becomes trivial in the hands of the fifth generation!"

Yue Chuge sighed a little: "In just a few years, the young fifth generation has become the existence that you and I need to look up to!"

"That's why he is the fifth-generation Moon God!" Mo Che's tone rarely contained a hint of pride. In this life, the thing Mo Che is most proud of is not becoming the master of the Jade Emperor Palace, but having a disciple like Ye Chen.

"This is what I envy you for!" Yue Chuge's eyes were full of resentment, "Master of the Moon God, this title makes me jealous!"

"Master of the Moon God, I cannot bear this title!" Mo Che shook his head and said.

"I think so too!" Yue Chuge nodded fiercely, fully agreeing with Mo Che's words.

Hearing this, the corner of Mo Che's mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, an earth-shaking roar suddenly sounded in the sky above Beiqiu, and an extremely oppressive aura rushed towards his face in vain.

Mo Che and Yue Chuge's expressions suddenly changed, and they both looked towards the sky above Beiqiu.

The warriors who were meditating in the sky above Beiqiu also raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing solemn expressions.

Boom! Under the gaze of countless eyes, behind the dark cracks and outside the vast territory, streams of cold moonlight flowed like water. Secondly, a strange blood moon appeared in everyone's sight.

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Seeing this blood moon, even Yue Chuge and Mo Che couldn't help but gasp...


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