The Son of Yan and the Son of God reacted. They looked horrified and panic. They didn't know what had happened just now. A big hand cracked the sky and came, and then the phantom of their ancient ancestor disappeared, as if they were grabbed into the depths of the starry sky by the big hand, and then they squeezed it out.
They were still shocked, and Ye Junlang had already killed him. The evolved boxing force enveloped them, and the strong murderous intent contained in the boxing force also woke them up.
The injuries of the Son of Yan and the Son of Zun were already extremely serious. In addition, they lost the initiative and only realized that they had reacted when Ye Junlang's fist force came to kill him. This was already one step slower.
But after all, they were also the Son of God of God, and they reacted in an instant, gathering their fist stances frantically and mobilizing the original power of their bodies. The power of the gods burst out in the fist stance.
Boom! Boom!
When Ye Junlang's fist hit, he broke through the killing moves of the Yan God Son and the Supreme Son, and fist shadows hit the Yan God Son and the Supreme Son one after another.
"puff--"
The two great gods coughed up blood and retreated, their injuries worsened. Their qi, blood and martial arts aura seemed to be dispersed.
"die!"
Ye Junlang shouted coldly and bullied himself, and a heavy punch hit the son of Yan Shen's chest.
The vast and boundless power of fist in it frantically poured into the body of Yan Shenzi, shaking off his internal organs and directly exploding his martial arts origin.
Boom! Boom!
In a blink of an eye, Ye Junlang swung his fists again, and his fierce punches crushed the sky, carrying endless murderous intent and blasted at the Son of God.
The son of the Lord changed his color. He roared angrily and punched hard to fight. However, he was seriously injured and could not resist Ye Junlang's fierce boxing skills. He punched the son of the Lord of the Lord, knocking him to the ground and unable to move any more.
The two gods were killed!
Even so, the strong bloody murderous aura that filled Ye Junlang's body never dissipated.
In his opinion, even if you kill all these gods and all the people of God, you will not make up for the sacrificed ancient martial arts predecessors, nor will you make up for the blood shed by the warriors in this warrior.
The sky and the earth were shaken with a loud bang, and the blood-colored clouds dyed red in the sky. The vision appeared again, as if sad about the death of these two geniuses and gods.
Ye Junlang ignored these things. He looked ahead and looked at the human world warriors who were gathering from a distance. He clenched his fists and shouted—
"The warriors in the human world win!"
The voice is loud, inspiring, with a kind of determination and firmness, and it also represents the indomitable backbone of warriors in the human world!
At this moment, many warriors in the human world felt their hearts hot, and an indescribable emotion suddenly surged into their hearts. Many people were crying and filled with tears!
In this battle, the warriors in the human world won!
But it was a tragic victory. There were many warriors in the human world who died in this battle, such as the first military god who secretly protected the country of China, the ancestor of the Dantai family, the old lord of the Holy Dragon Pavilion, the sword Yan Luo who was recognized as the sword saint by Old Man Ye, the ancient martial arts senior in the overseas holy places, etc.
Their blood dyed the ground red. Their momentum in this battle and the courage to die generously all represent the spirit of warriors in the human world!
Although they died in battle and have left forever, their spirit will remain!
They know this victory underground and should be in peace.
At this time, Mr. Qin also came over, and He Bing followed him.
In addition, the Dragon Shadow Warriors rushed over, Liu Shanyue, Ye Sha and others were there, and they rushed towards Ye Junlang.
They watched Ye Junlang fight and fight with the powerful people of Shang Cang, but they could only watch, and the anxiety was imaginable.
At present, after they rushed out, they immediately rushed towards Ye Junlang.
Baihetu, Dantai Gaolou and others' eyes were also a little red. This battle was really difficult. There were many strong people on the side of God, and there were endless powerful people in the life and death realm. In the end, there were even more immortal realm!
But the warriors in the human world still endured it to the end, but they were only familiar with some old friends who had fought together, but they would never see each other again.
Old Man Ye walked over and gathered with Old General Qin, Baihetu, Dantai Gaolou, Ji Wendao and others.
"Boss Ye!"
Liu Shanyue and others from the Longying organization rushed to Ye Junlang. They shouted excitedly. Seeing Ye Junlang covered in blood, they felt very ashamed because they were unable to get the order to help the battle, so they could only watch it, and they felt really uncomfortable.
"Ha ha!"
Ye Junlang laughed loudly. He felt better when he saw these Dragon Shadow brothers.
...
The top of the far north.
The ice field covers thousands of miles, and the sky is covered with white space. This is a world of ice and snow.
In fact, this is a world outside the world. In this ice and snow world that ordinary people see, there is actually another world, a small world that forms its own world.
This small world is also extremely vast. Huge ice fields cover this small world. There are tall icebergs everywhere. The biting cold wind is extremely sharp. The whole world seems to be the only eternal white ice and snow. In addition, the whole world is quiet, and there is no living creature or any figure.
This seems to be a dead ice field world, which has existed for countless years.
In the air, there is an ancient palace floating quietly in the air.
The appearance of this hall is bronze, with the breath of ancient vicissitudes of time. At present, the hall is introverted, but in the ice field below the hall, there seems to be aura that is always connected to the hall.
I don’t know how deep the ice field in this small world is, at least ten thousand feet thick. The entire ice field is crystal clear, as if it is transparent.
Looking down at the ice field, there was a figure faintly deep in the ice field!
Yes, a figure seemed to be frozen in the cracks of this thousand-foot-thick ice field.
Under the ice field, there was an ice throne, and a figure was sitting on this ice throne. This was a middle-aged man with strong facial features and a little pale, perhaps because of the erosion of the cold air of the ice field over the years.
He was wearing silver-white armor and his black hair was flying, but he was frozen by the cold air behind him, which added a little bit of heroic and domineering momentum.
His eyes were closed, and he seemed to have never woken up.
Sitting alone in the depths of this vast ice field, there is a supreme power that bullies the nine heavens and ten earths.
In front of him, in the ice field, a large blue-gold mace stood. The swallowing mouth of the mace was a lifelike dragon head, vividly, like a real dragon attached to it.
Dragon Reverse Mace!
A divine weapon that once intimidated all worlds and was famous in the nine heavens!
All the ancient powerful people know that once the counter dragon mace comes out, blood will surely flow into a river!