This is an endless world, only the black and white intersecting aura of life and death.
Stepping into the Suowu Hell of Chu State, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel as if he had stepped into the Heaven of Life and Death.
Endless death energy and vitality were swirling around, accompanied by the sounds of flesh and blood being broken.
Martial chains like swimming dragons crisscrossed the void of heaven and earth.
A pale-faced Martial God selected a tribe, with extremely piercing eyes, and a thick martial arts chain tied them tightly to it.
The ferocious Chu soldiers waved their whips.
Bang bang! The bloody whip hit the body of the chosen tribe of the God of War hard, causing a series of blood flowers.
On the splashing blood, a trace of life blended into this hell.
At the same time, on some empty martial arts racks, there were white bones hanging, filled with the air of death.
Obviously, the energy of life and death in this space comes from the chosen tribe of the God of War. Ye Chen really can't imagine how many living beings are needed to form such a majestic vitality.
Boom! Killing intent surged out of Ye Chen instantly. In an instant, the surging life and death energy in the entire hell space came to a standstill.
This murderous intention seemed to turn into an unimaginable storm, enveloping hell in an instant.
The hateful-looking officers and soldiers of the Chu State shuddered one after another, turned around, and looked towards the Illusionary Gate. When they saw Ye Chen holding a sword, they all shuddered.
"Who are you? This is a forbidden area of the Chu Kingdom. Intruders may implicate the nine tribes!" A general in charge said with a ferocious expression.
At the same time, the general held a spear half a foot long and walked towards Ye Chen. The majestic pressure of martial arts filled the air, and the static energy of life and death spread around him.
Tick! The blood breaks through the flesh and falls on the chain.
Countless martial gods selected their clans, staring at the figure in white with somewhat surprised expressions, a rare hint of emotion appearing in their numb eyes.
Ye Chen didn't even raise his eyelids. His figure suddenly moved, and he appeared in front of the general in an instant. The Qilin sword in his hand brought out a sword light that eclipsed the world.
Poof! A head was thrown into the sky, and a column of blood surged wildly.
After just one meeting, this general fell into Ye Chen's hands.
The Qilin sword shimmered with blood, and the blood stains on it blended into the Qilin ring in a very strange way.
"Kill!" Ye Chen groaned, his long hair danced wildly, he raised his sword, and thousands of sword shadows penetrated through it, whoosh!
The shrill screams resounded in the hell space. At this moment, Ye Chen seemed to be the god of death, and wherever the sword pointed, blood flowed like a river.
Wow! There seemed to be a rain of blood in the void of heaven and earth.
On the cold locked martial arts rack, the eyes of many Martial God Chosen clansmen gradually changed from numbness at first to shock now, looking at this scene in disbelief.
"Who is he?" Countless Martial God Chosen clan members murmured to themselves, and that calm and unhurried figure gave them an incomparable shock.
Bang bang! Corpses fell straight down like kites with broken strings.
In the Qilin Ring, Wen Ran watched this scene quietly. At this moment, Ye Chen, even she, felt a little oppressed: "He is getting stronger and stronger. Once he breaks through his own shackles and enters a state of defeat. In fact,
His strength far exceeds that of ours, even comparable to Gui Guzi!"
This killing lasted for a long time, and many of the chosen warriors were shocked from the beginning to numbness in the end.
It wasn't until the last screams dissipated that many of the Martial God Chosen clansmen reacted. They looked down at the mountains of corpses below and each murmured: "Nearly one million Chu soldiers have all died!"
Holding the bleeding Qilin Sword, Ye Chen turned around. After experiencing such killing, his eyes were extremely clear.
Kaka! Ye Chen raised his sword, and a series of dark sword shadows surged up and fell on the chain. The thick chain broke with a sound.
"With the help of those who have escaped from trouble, cut off the martial arts chains of other tribesmen!" There are tens of millions of martial arts chains. Even if Ye Chen cuts them off one by one, it will take a while, so Ye Chen takes the lead in rescuing those with good cultivation. Warrior.
"No!" The warriors who escaped from trouble all showed ecstasy in their eyes.
Bang bang! A powerful aura rose up in the hell space, accompanied by the sound of broken martial arts chains.
Putting away the Qilin Sword, Ye Chen looked at the life and death around him in trance. With his keen soul power, he could detect that the death energy in the entire hell space was about to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye. No, it did not disappear. , but passed through the door of illusion and merged into the sea of death. A moment later, the escaped Martial God Chosen stood quietly behind Ye Chen, and everyone looked at Ye Chen with gratitude in their eyes.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Chen turned around and said to the people who had escaped from trouble: "You, please take your clansmen out of this hell and go to the Daqian Empire, where your clansmen will receive you!"
"Thank you so much for saving me!" Countless members of the Martial God Chosen clan handed over their hands with expressions of gratitude on their faces.
"As a Martial God, it is my job to break through the Martial Locking Hell!" Ye Chen shook his head, and then told these people to pay attention to some things, and then these Martial Gods left.
Thousands of warrior gods chose their tribes, and after a moment, only Ye Chen was left in the hell, along with corpses all over the ground.
"The determination of these chosen tribes of the Martial God far exceeds those of outside warriors. As long as they are given time to grow, these chosen tribes of the Martial God will surely become the mainstay of the Martial Gods!" The petals were flying, Wen Ran appeared, and his beautiful eyes were watching the departing people from a distance. Go figure.
Ye Chen suddenly sighed: "Since the emergence of this Wushu Hell, there are hundreds of millions of Martial God Chosen tribes that may be imprisoned here. There are hundreds of millions of Martial God Chosen Tribes, and only tens of millions have survived!"
"The hell of Chu has been broken, and next is the hell of Zhao, but this hell of Zhao is not easy to break!" Wen Ran played with his black hair and boasted: "Zhao has Li Mu, Lin Xiangru, Lian Po and many other ancient powerful men. Perhaps with your strength, you can definitely win against any one of them, but if those ancient powerful men join forces, their power cannot be underestimated!"
"Lian Po, Li Mu!" Ye Chen's eyes changed slightly. He remembered that Qin Zhi Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Li Mu, and Lian Po were called the four famous generals of Tiangang. A few days ago, he, Bai Qi, and others They met each other once, and Bai Qi's strong strength left a deep impression on him. "These four people are equally famous, so their strength should be about the same. How strong are Li Mu and Lian Po compared to Bai Qi?"
"Among the four famous generals, each has his own merits. If we want to rank them according to their strength, Qin Zhibaiqi is the strongest!" Wen Ran said without thinking.
"Li Mu, Lin Xiangru, Lian Po, these people can really put some pressure on me together, but with the existence of the Zhuzi Sword Tomb, won't these people go to the Sword Tomb?" Ye Chen asked, the hundreds of families in the Zhuzi Sword Tomb Inheritance is extremely tempting to any warrior.
Wen Ran shook his head and said: "The reason why Bai Qi, Lian Po, Li Mu and others are superior to the ancient strong men is not only because of their terrifying strength, but also because these people have gone out of their own way and each has a strong will." Like a rock, the inheritance of hundreds of schools of thought is very tempting, but it is only for the ordinary martial arts realm! And in the turbulent Tiangang, Zhao State must have someone to take charge, and these people will never leave Zhao State!"
"Then, I will have a battle with these people!" Ye Chen said expressionlessly, but there was a look of eagerness in his eyes. After a pause, Ye Chen looked around and continued: "I need to retreat here for a few moments, can you help me?"
Help me guard the border!"
"Ye Lang wants to retreat?" Wen Ran's sexy lips opened slightly, blinking her beautiful eyes, and looked Ye Chen up and down: "Ye Lang, are you about to break through?"
"Breakthrough?" Ye Chen shook his head, pointed at the life and death energy surging in the distance around him, and whispered: "It's just a rainy day!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen closed his eyes directly, and his whole aura suddenly dissipated, and a wave of life and death filled Ye Chen's body.
Her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, Wen Ran held her chin and looked at Ye Chen carefully, noticing the surging energy of life and death around him, a look of surprise appeared in her bright beautiful eyes, "Swallowing these two energy of life and death, he wants to condense life and death."