Clouds and mist filled the air, and hundreds of thousands of phantom dragons hovered in the sky.
The majestic momentum filled the sky. Tian Ji frowned slightly and said coldly: "There is only one enemy?"
"Although he is only one person, his strength is terrifying. Even men as powerful as the Second Hall Master and the First Hall Master can fall into the hands of the enemy with just one sword strike!"
"Fortunately, this person has already rushed into the fireball. This fireball condenses the sacred fire of the soul for thousands of years!"
"The master of the main hall once said that if anyone rushes into it without seeking defeat, his body will be turned into ashes and his soul will be wiped out!"
After saying this, the general looked a little panicked: "If the fireball falls, none of the ants in hell will survive."
At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the distance.
Several panic-looking generals came quickly. When they saw the general, they exclaimed: "Something happened to the general!"
"The general is here, I haven't seen the general yet!"
"As a general, you should remain calm in the face of danger. How can you be so arrogant?"
The bowed general frowned suddenly and yelled, but his heart suddenly sank.
Previously, he sent several lieutenants to hell to check the situation. Judging from the expressions of these lieutenants, it was obvious that the situation in hell was not as simple as he had imagined.
After this scolding, several lieutenants straightened their expressions. When their eyes glanced at Tian Ji, who was standing behind the general, a look of ecstasy flashed in their eyes, and they all saluted: "I have met the general!"
Standing with his hands behind his back, Tian Ji looked at the ruined Suowu Sword Palace and said calmly: "What happened?"
"Reporting to the general, my subordinates are heading to hell under the general's orders!"
"In hell, the chosen clan of the God of War are safe and sound, and there are no dead things!"
"Moreover, the blazing sun above Hell also disappeared strangely, and was replaced by a strange fire lotus!" After saying this, a look of horror appeared in the deputy general's eyes: "On that fire lotus, I felt a strong
An extremely heart-stopping smell!”
"The enemy has fallen!" Tian Ji murmured softly, his cold eyes sweeping over the general.
As if he was in an ice cellar, a biting chill suddenly came over him. The general immediately knelt on his knees and said in fear: "I am guilty!"
"Heavenly Dragon Cavalry obeys the order!" Tian Ji raised his right hand and said loudly.
"My subordinates are here!" A series of loud roars sounded in the sky, and the warriors sitting on the dragon had a fierce look in their eyes.
"You will set up an army to slay the gods and imprison this world!"
"If the army arrives, let the army set up a large formation as well!"
After finishing speaking, Tian Ji pointed at the frightened general and said coldly: "You, lead the army of hell, follow me to hell!"
"No!" The general breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and immediately greeted the Qi soldiers around him.
After all, they are well-trained elites of the Qi State. In just a few breaths, hundreds of thousands of soldiers lined up in a rigorous formation, and countless powerful auras gathered into a majestic momentum.
Taking a step forward, Tian Ji took the lead and walked towards the Sword Hall.
"Who is it that came alone to break through hell?" Tian Ji's eyes were full of doubts and overwhelming murderous intent. No matter who it was, anyone who committed a crime against Daqi should be punished.
In the passage corridor, the skeletons hanging around were flickering with a faint light.
Stepping into the corridor, Tian Ji Gujing Wubo's expression finally changed. His eyes flashed, revealing a hint of emotion.
Hundreds of feet away, he felt an earth-shattering pressure at the end of the corridor, "What a terrifying aura!"
At the end of the corridor, there is a huge illusory door.
A Qi soldier with an extremely pale face was always on guard. The bursts of oppression coming from the Illusion Gate made them feel as if they were about to be suffocated.
In Hell, in front of the Gate of Illusion, several lieutenants led tens of thousands of soldiers from the Qi Kingdom. They all looked at the strange fire lotus in the sky with their mouths open. Just looking at each other made them feel like their souls were out of their minds.
"Mo Lao!" A man with an indifferent expression whispered among the rows of locked martial arts frames, looking slightly down at the illusory door in the distance.
The white-haired old man stared at the sky intently, secretly sighing at Ye Chen's terror. Hearing the man's voice, the white-haired old man raised his brows and said softly: "It seems that the soldiers of Qi have not left, but are guarding Suo Wujian."
In the palace!"
Having said this, the white-haired old man's eyes surged with coldness, "The two masters of Suowu Palace have fallen, and now no one in Suowu Palace can suppress me!"
Hearing these words, the Martial God Chosen on the martial arts racks all around showed ecstasy in their eyes, staring directly at the bottom of the white-haired old man. The broken clothes covered the cold and heavy martial arts chains.
The fishy wind slowly blew up the cloth-like clothes, exposing the chain.
I saw an extremely eye-catching sword mark on the extremely thick martial arts chain.
It is just a chain as thin as a hair. If this chain is cut off, then this chain will be broken.
Those who were imprisoned in Suowu Hell and struggled for hundreds of years without committing suicide have their wills as strong as gold and iron.
Those who have been imprisoned in Suowu Hell for thousands of years and have not committed suicide have extremely terrifying will, and the white-haired old man is the latter.
In the past, Ye Chen relied on his strong physical strength to cut off the martial arts chain in a year.
Due to the inspections of Qi soldiers, the white-haired old man could only wield hundreds of swords every day for thousands of years. Over thousands of years, he could wield hundreds of millions of swords.
"With just one sword, this martial arts chain can be broken!" Looking down at the martial arts chain at his feet, even for the white-haired old man, there was a rare flash of expectation in his eyes. It had been a long time since he last swung his sword.
It has been decades. In these decades, he has never swung this sword. He knows that even if he cuts off this sword, he will not be able to escape with all the clan members, and even he will be captured again by the two people of Suowu Sword Hall.
The master of the palace captured him.
Buzz! The big withered hand reached out from his sleeve, and the white-haired old man grabbed it out of thin air. Like a majestic dragon's claw, a terrifying tearing force spread out.
Buzz! The sword that was stuck in the distance rose up from the ground and fell into the hands of the white-haired old man.
Phew! The bright sword light shot out of the sky. Even though his cultivation was restrained, the power contained in the old man's sword was still very terrifying, and it roared down with overwhelming force.
Click! Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, this martial arts chain clicked and shattered.
Bang bang! A terrifying aura burst out of the old man's body, and the true energy flowed out of the white-haired old man's aging body like a flood.
In just a blink of an eye, the white-haired old man was like a sharp sword unsheathed, its sharp edge revealed.
Feeling the abundant power in his body, the white-haired old man gave a rare chuckle, and waved the hanging sword again, and sword shadows surged out like swords.
Clang! A series of sparks appeared on the surrounding martial arts frames. Hundreds of martial arts chains snapped. Hundreds of Martial God Chosen clan members fell to the ground. A powerful aura filled the air, accompanied by
Hearty laughter: "Grandma, this thing has trapped me for hundreds of years, and it's finally here! I have struggled for more than a hundred years to get to this day!"
Holding the sword, the white-haired old man looked like a ghost. Wherever he passed, sword shadows surged down from the sky.
As a famous martial god escaped from trouble, his will surged in his hell, and his sword energy was like a rainbow.
Looking at the tens of thousands of warriors who had escaped from the trap behind him, the white-haired old man smiled. They had been waiting for this day for too long.
And all this is because of the arrival of the benefactor. Looking up to the sky, the white-haired old man's eyes showed a hint of gratitude. He turned around and rushed towards the door of illusion with his sword: "Lu Wen, come with me!"
"No!" several rough men roared, holding broken swords stuck on the ground, following closely behind the white-haired old man.
In front of the Gate of Illusion, the hearts of several lieutenants suddenly sank. Looking from a distance, they saw that tens of thousands of Martial God's Chosen Clan had escaped from trouble, and thousands of their figures were like rainbows, rushing straight towards them and others.
"Oops, these untouchables actually broke through the Suowu Hell!" A lieutenant general said urgently, "Form up, form an formation!"
But before he finished speaking, a hundred-foot sword rainbow reached the sky and roared down.
Boom! The void collapsed into pieces, and thousands of Qi soldiers died tragically under the sword rainbow.
The surviving Qi soldiers all looked pale and did not dare to stay. They retreated crazily towards the Gate of Illusion.
In an instant, the white-haired old man came to the Gate of Illusion with his sword in hand. Looking at the corpses on the ground, he stepped forward without any hesitation and stepped directly into the Gate of Illusion...
In the rear, the escaped warrior gods rose up with swords and cut off the martial arts chains on the other clan members.
More and more Martial Gods are choosing their clans to escape from trouble. A powerful aura fills the sky, forming a majestic trend. However, this trend is somewhat insignificant compared to the aura permeating the fire lotus in the sky...