This roar was like a roar from ancient times, and hoarse low roars echoed in vain in the dead silence of life and death.
After the low roar resounded, the energy of life and death rolled over, and its weak will filled the sky of life and death.
Since the emergence of hell, countless warriors have fallen into the heaven of life and death.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condenses, blends into the weak wills, and transforms into grievances.
Roar! Yin winds gusted, and the grievances seemed to be involved, rushing towards the bloody corpses crazily, densely packed, and the surrounding sky fell in vain.
Oppression! Ye Chen looked solemn and took a step back, his moon god's will permeated the surroundings.
Whoosh! One after another, grievances cut through the sky of life and death, raising a series of faint spaces.
o lines, and eventually the blood poured into the corpse.
"This is simply hell, there are endless lonesome and wild ghosts!" Ye Chen looked around, surrounded by dense grievances, and the resentment was soaring to the sky.
The Way of Heaven, the Way of Hungry Ghosts, and the Way of Humanity are not affected by this oppression, especially the Way of Hungry Ghosts, whose dead eyes exude a lust that swallows up the passion of these resentful souls.
If Ye Chen hadn't forcibly controlled the Hungry Ghost Path, with the instinct of the Hungry Ghost Path, he would have used his magical power to swallow up this steady stream of resentment, "You can't swallow these things!"
Are these changes caused by the blood corpse in front of me, or is it better to let things take their own course? As more and more resentment merges into the blood corpse, a shocking oppression pervades the blood corpse.
"The woman named Mei Niang was killed by me. Therefore, Gutian's murderous intention towards me has penetrated deep into his soul!"
"Originally, his strength was enough to kill me easily, but unexpectedly, I would use the will of the Moon God at the last moment and kill Gutian instead!"
"Even if Furuta burned part of his spiritual power before his death, he still cannot escape the fact of his death!"
"Furuta is unwilling to die like this. His murderous intention and resentment are still filled in his soul. Although I erased Gutian's mind, I can't erase the resentment and murderous intent!"
"And this resentment was integrated into this blood corpse, and instead aroused the resentment in the blood corpse. Apparently when the blood corpse was taken away by the Holy Son, he was also unwilling, and the resentment was integrated into every piece of flesh and blood!"
"The two grievances merged together and aroused the remaining will between heaven and earth!" The pressure around him was enough to crush a mountain. Even with Ye Chen's physical strength to withstand this pressure, he still felt a faint pain.
"I'm looking forward to this sword corpse. But what kind of magical power does he have mastered?" Ye Chen murmured softly. His eyes were like lightning, staring at the blood corpse's eyebrows, where the mark became increasingly clear.
Whoosh! The cold Yin wind roared out, rolling around the resentment, and a terrifying tearing force emerged above the bloody corpse, wildly pulling at the resentment around it.
The pitiful roar echoed across the nine heavens. Ye Chen looked at this scene calmly, feeling the changes in the blood corpse. After the last trace of resentment was integrated into the blood corpse, the world became silent.
The silence only lasted for a few breaths, and the piercing howls of ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded in the sky of life and death.
The blood corpse's closed eyes opened in vain, and resentment flowed out. At just this moment, Ye Chen saw erratic resentment in the eyes of the blood corpse.
Bang! The expression of the bloody corpse is slightly ferocious, especially the look in his eyes, which makes people feel like they have entered an ice cellar.
Bang bang! The blood corpse took a few steps forward, resentment emanating from his side. Finally, the blood corpse landed on one knee and stared straight at Ye Chen.
"Successful!" Even though he had several successful refining experiences, it was not until this moment that Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief. A feeling of flesh and blood filled Ye Chen's heart. This feeling was very unique.
"Hell!" Ye Chen said calmly: "From now on, you will be in hell!"
The sword corpse seemed to understand Ye Chen's words, and the ferocious look on its face was slightly relieved.
Hell! Ye Chen recalled the resentment flying around as if in hell, so he called the sword corpse the hell, "Get up!"
The sword corpse was absolutely obedient to its master's orders. The hell realm arose, filled with resentment and covering an area of tens of meters in radius.
"Use your magical powers!" What Ye Chen is most looking forward to is the supernatural powers of the hell realm. No matter the hungry ghost realm, the heavenly realm, or the human realm, its magical powers are all terrifying.
Roar! The hell path took a step forward, endless resentment emerged from all directions in vain, illusory figures emerged next to the hell path, and they were clearly grievances, and these grievances were filled with terror.
momentum.
There are tens of thousands of them, and the surroundings are so dark that it looks like thousands of ghosts are worshiping them. It is extremely dark.
The resentful ghosts made a shrill scream, and whoever stepped into it would have to be bitten and collided by tens of thousands of resentful ghosts.
"Tens of thousands of grievances!" Ye Chen stepped forward and took a step forward. In an instant, the dense grievances rushed toward Ye Chen, roaring shrilly.
Hiss! The resentment is coming. These resentments are transformed by the will of some warriors who remain in the world. Although their aura is not as terrifying as the martial arts realm, it is at least comparable to the peak of Lingwu. The auras of tens of thousands of peaks of Lingwu are fused together.
Together, they are no less than the peak of martial arts! Just this terrifying aura made Ye Chen feel a lot of pressure. The will of the Moon God was condensed, and Ye Chen grabbed the void with his right hand, tearing apart this terrifying aura.
If it were not for the control of the hell realm, these grievances would have become violent long ago.
"Noisy!" Ye Chen said lightly, his voice blended with the will of the Moon God, resounding in the sky like the sound of heaven and earth, and the shrill roars all around were in vain.
"This magical power is extremely weird. If you use the power of these grievances, the hell realm can easily kill a strong martial artist!" Ye Chen's eyes swept over the ferocious ghosts, and finally landed on hell.
On the road.
The hell realm stands among thousands of grievances, and the grievances are floating all around. As long as the sword of the hell realm is pointed, these tens of thousands of grievances will violently tear the sky and shoot out.
"If you have the chance, you can try the power of the hell realm!" Ye Chen has no tendency to be abused. If this magical power is deployed, its offensive will be extremely terrifying.
"Remove!" As soon as Ye Chen's words rang out, Hell Dao waved his hand, and the sword pointed down in the void, and the ferocious grievances merged into the heaven and earth in vain.
"The way of heaven, the way of humanity, the way of hell, the way of hungry ghosts!" Ye Chen raised a smile on his lips. With these four sword corpses, his strength has undoubtedly skyrocketed again. Just thinking of the realm of the second-level martial arts experts, Ye Chen
Feeling powerless: "In the martial arts field, I am the only one who is invincible!"
"If the remaining two blood corpses are refined into sword corpses, then with the two wills of the moon god and the power of six sword corpses, can we kill the strong man who controls the martial arts field!" Ye Chen pondered for a moment. He stood up and moved around.
The restrictions, glaciers, seas of fire, and thunder shattered one after another. After taking a few steps, Ye Chen turned around and left, stepping into the world of life and death.
Four sword corpses followed closely behind Ye Chen. Although the five of them deliberately restrained their auras, the oppression was still there. Wherever they passed, faint spaces appeared again in the surrounding void.
o pattern.
In the Blood Prison, Liu Dong is training the Blood Prison Army. Nearly 20,000 Blood Prison Army are holding giant swords. Under the leadership of several hunwu realm warriors, they are practicing a set of simple sword skills. Although this sword style is simple,
, but he has a killing sword style.
Mysterious sword styles are not suitable for the Blood Prison Army. What the Blood Prison Army needs are sword styles that kill people. This set of extremely simple sword styles was learned by Ye Chen from tens of thousands of sword styles, and he later gave it to Liu Dong.
"Kill!" Several cold shouts resounded and shot straight into the sky. Each sword carried a monstrous murderous intent. These murderous intents gathered together and shook the world.
"Grandma, if I, Old Liu, hadn't experienced a lot of fighting in the past few months, I would have been frightened by the killing intent of these bastards!" Liu Dong muttered while standing on a high place overlooking the training of tens of thousands of Blood Prison troops.
With.
"Killing sword styles never need to be too complicated. The combination of these simple sword styles of Evil Star is the killing sword style!" Suddenly noticing something, Liu Dong suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky. There were several sword styles there.
Horrible oppression emerged.
The sound of breaking wind was strong, and the thin military clothes on Ye Chen's body made a sound. Just as Ye Chen stepped into the sky above the Blood Prison, a series of neat cold shouts echoed out from the Blood Prison below: "Join the Emperor
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Tens of thousands of Blood Prison soldiers stopped practicing one after another, with respectful expressions, looking at the figure emerging in the sky with fiery eyes, and shouting into the sky.
"Join the Emperor!" Hundreds of thousands of tribesmen also noticed Ye Chen's return and shouted in succession. This shout echoed in the void hundreds of feet around, and the heaven and earth shook.
Ye Chen looked down at the Blood Prison Army below, with a hint of secret admiration flashing in his eyes. In a few years, this Blood Prison Army will definitely become a tiger and wolf army, fighting for the Blood Prison in all directions, but it is still a little short of time.
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The movement spread across the body of Hell Dao. Ye Chen turned around, looked at Hell Dao thoughtfully, pondered for a moment and said: "Let go and use it!"
Endless resentment emerged in vain around the hell realm, and its roar echoed above the nine heavens, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions surged towards Ye Chen and others.
Under the horrified gazes of Liu Dong and others, the void that was originally illuminated by the scorching sun turned gloomy, with gusts of wind and ghosts crying and howling.
In this world, there are still some wills left by the dead warriors, resentment emerges, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surges, and merges together. Hundreds of resentments emerge in vain in the void, and the terrifying aura fills the void.
As soon as these grievances appeared, they rushed towards the hell realm and merged into the forehead of the hell realm. The Yin wind dissipated and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth returned to normal. However, the howling ghosts and wolf howls still hovered in the ears of everyone in the Blood Hell.
Regarding the existence of the Hell Realm, Ye Chen did not need to explain anything to others. He took one step towards the Blood Evil Peak, with the Hell Realm, the Heaven Realm, the Hungry Ghost Realm and the Human Realm following closely behind.
It wasn't until the figures of Ye Chen and others were obscured by the clouds that the Blood Prison broke the previous silence, and a series of surprised exclamations resounded all around.
"Grandma, another strong man!" Liu Dong muttered, recalling the lustful smell of hundreds of grievances before, Liu Dong's scalp felt numb for a while, and then he was ecstatic, "The strong man from Blood Prison is getting better and better."
Come more and more, the rise of the Blood Hell is just around the corner!"
While Liu Dong was muttering, Ye Chen's voice floated loudly on the Blood Evil Peak: "Liu Dong, Young Master Su!"
The words still echoed in the void, and Young Master Su and Liu Dong stood up one after another. A few moments later, Young Master Su and Liu Dong stood on the Blood Fiend Peak, looking respectfully at the white-clothed Shengxue standing on the stone sword.
figure.
"Liu Dong, in a few days, I will go to Lonely City, and you will have full authority to handle the blood prison matter!" Ye Chen said calmly. Before participating in the so-called life and death list, Ye Chen had one more thing to deal with.
Kill a man, the Son.
"This evil star is going to Lonely City!" With Liu Dong's shrewdness, he could guess Ye Chen's purpose of going there, "This evil star should be going to participate in the life and death rankings!"
"Don't worry, Lord, you can rest assured to leave this Blood Prison to me, Old Liu. I, Old Liu, will never bury the reputation of the Blood Prison!" Liu Dong said with a high expression, and then murmured: "Grandma, it's been so long.
I, Old Liu, take care of the Blood Prison!"
Now that Liu Dong has been given full control of the Blood Prison, Ye Chen is too lazy to say anything more. The current development of the Blood Prison is enough to prove Liu Dong's strength, "Master Su, this time you will accompany me to the Lonely City!"
"Here!" Young Master Su Hongran responded. He had already expected this. In the entire Blood Prison, he was the only one who knew the details of the life and death list. "Perhaps I won't miss this life and death list either!"
Turning around, Ye Chen gave some instructions to Jue Lin and Xuan Ren. Ye Chen did not intend to bring Jue Lin and the others with him on this trip. Now with the strength of Jue Lin and others, going to the Lonely City together has become a burden, and it has made Jue Lin
If you wait for others to take risks, you might as well let them practice.
Jue Lin and Xuan Ren didn't know that their strength was humble, so they sighed slightly: "I and others are still too weak!"
After giving instructions, Ye Chen stood up directly without any preparation and walked directly into the void. The path of heaven, hell, humanity and hungry ghosts followed Ye Chen closely.
"The Blood Prison now needs to keep a low profile and bide its time!" Young Master Su said to Liu Dong, then turned around, jumped into the air, and followed Ye Chen closely.
"How could I, Old Liu, not understand this!" Liu Dong bowed slightly in the direction Ye Chen was leaving.
"One day I won't be a burden, because I am the White Tiger Guardian, Fifth Generation!" Jue Lin clenched his hands and his eyes were firm.
Although Xuan Ren didn't say anything, his eyes were as firm as Jue Lin's.
On the barren surface, blood-red dust and sand are rolling on it. The autumn wind rustles, and in the flying dust and sand, a majestic city shadow is looming.
The blood-red city wall, which is nearly fifty feet high, is endless, like a giant dragon lying on the barren surface.
On the blood-red city wall were densely packed sky-reaching giant swords, and a huge broken blade emerged from the city wall.
A huge rock floated strangely on top of the broken blade. On the rock, three dragons and phoenixes were written in a majestic and majestic way: Lonely City!!.