The other powerful men from various tribes on Huang Yuan Peak also became red-eyed and rushed forward to fight crazily with the Netherworld tribe.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
In such a situation, it's either me or you who will die. If anyone is lucky and his momentum is weak, he will die faster than anyone else.
The blood light flickered, and groups of heart-stopping blood lights crashed down from the sky like meteors.
The Lord of Judgment Hall's heart sank. The attack of the thirteen blood-armored men this time was more powerful than the previous attacks.
Obviously, the Nether Clan has no patience and is ready to take down Huang Yuanfeng in one fell swoop.
"kill!"
The Lord of the Judgment Palace could not think of any way to deal with it, so he could only do his best to resist the enemy.
Although he was able to draw on the power of the ancient restrictions in Huang Yuan Peak, he could only resist the attacks of two blood-armored men at most.
What to do with the other blood-armored people? There are only eleven blood-armored people left, and only seven or eight elven dragons and tree kings are obviously not enough.
Everything can only be left to fate.
Just as the Lord of the Judgment Hall was thinking a lot, a group of dark light suddenly and silently appeared behind him.
It was so sudden that no one noticed it. By the time the Lord of Judgment Hall sensed something, it was already too late.
"not good!"
The Lord of Judgment Palace felt tense, and immediately turned around and struck a sword behind him.
Then, after a slow beat, a shadow burning with flames turned into a war spear and passed through his back.
"ah……!"
The Lord of the Judgment Palace twitched, covering his heart, and his face was as pale as gold paper.
A hole as big as the mouth of a bowl penetrated his front and back. His heart was gone, and no blood flowed out. Instead, waves of dark power continued to overflow and corrode, frantically consuming his life force.
"Master Qianye, you...shameless person..."
The Lord of the Judgment Hall looked at the shadow that had passed through his back, his expression extremely frightened and angry.
If it weren't for the ancient prohibition protection of the Gods Mountain, he would have died in that blow just now.
Even so, his injuries were unimaginably serious. The master of Qianye Palace was too strong, and he was ready to strike with earth-shattering destructive power.
"Haha, old friend, I never thought you would be here today."
The master of Qianye Palace was shrouded in darkness and could not see his figure, but judging from his voice, he seemed to be very young.
Of course, the Master of Qianye Hall was a figure who became famous throughout the world thousands of years ago, and was obviously not from the younger generation.
"If you have the guts to fight me openly and openly, what's the point of sneak attack?"
The Lord of the Judgment Hall had a cold face. Originally, he could hold back at least two blood-armored men, but now that he was seriously injured by the Master of Qianye Hall, it would be very difficult to fight even one blood-armored man.
He and Qianye Palace Master were old rivals in the past, and they had fought countless times.
Now that enemies meet each other, they are naturally extremely jealous.
"Even if we fight openly, you can't defeat me. I just don't want to cause trouble." The master of Qianye Palace said calmly.
If it weren't for completing Lord Immortal Ancestor's mission, he would be willing to have a fair fight with the Lord of Judgment Hall.
Now, he no longer takes the Lord of Judgment Hall seriously.
If it were not for being on the Mountain of the Gods and blessed by the ancient prohibition of the Mountain of the Gods, the Lord of the Judgment Hall would not even be qualified to fight with him.
"Actually, I'm also very curious, what exactly did the Netherworld Clan give you to make you willing to be the Netherworld Clan's lackey? Is it just because it made you look like neither a human nor a ghost?"
The Lord of Judgment Hall said calmly, he actually took it lightly. Lord Qianye Hall was no longer the Lord of Qianye Hall whom he regarded as his life-long enemy.
He is just a dog of the Nether Clan now.
Palace Master Qianye could naturally see the contempt in the eyes of Lord Judgment Palace, but he was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said: "You don't understand. In your eyes, our world is the entire world, but in the real world
In my eyes, this place is just a small pond. All living things are like mayflies. I don’t want to die in such a humble way. I want to go to a wider world and see it.”
"Isn't it unreasonable for us to stay in Muzhen Spiritual Land now, in a broader world? It's up to you. Aren't you afraid of being swallowed up by a more powerful force after we go out?"
The Lord of Judgment Hall sneered.
He naturally knew that the Nether Clan launched the Nirvana Holy War that swept the world in order to break through the confinement of the world and go to the unknown outer world. Not to mention whether the Nether Clan could succeed, even if it succeeded, it would definitely be good?
Probably not!
"I told you that you don't understand. The spirit of your elves has been worn away long ago."
The Lord of Qianye Palace shook his head slightly: "Oh, by the way, it is impossible for you elves to break the confinement of heaven and earth. Only the great Immortal Ancestor can do it."
When talking about the Immortal Ancestor, Master Qianye's eyes were full of reverence and enthusiasm, as if he was an omnipotent god.
"Even if I die today, I won't let you succeed."
The Lord of the Judgment Hall held the heavy sword in both hands, his injured body standing straight and proud, and the power of the gods and mountains continued to gather over him. The aura on his body not only did not drop, but instead rose.
With the thought of certain death in his heart, the Lord of Judgment Hall became even stronger.
Because living people must be very careful when borrowing the power of the gods. If they fail, they may collapse and die due to borrowing too much and being unable to bear it.
But if a person is not afraid of death, then there is no such estimate at all. No matter whether the body can bear it or not, whether the soul will be destroyed or not, he can borrow as much as he can.
The Lord of the Judgment Palace in such a state made Qianye Palace Master's eyes look fearful.
"Hmph! Since you want to die, then I'll let you die."
Three groups of blood shadows surrounded him from three directions. They were none other than the blood-armored man, headed by Blood Seven, who had fought against the Lord of Judgment Hall three times.
"kill!"
The Lord of the Judgment Palace knew that he could no longer survive, so he directly risked his life without saying a word. He made a profit by killing every one he could.
However, it is a pity that the blood-armored people are not only extremely powerful, but also almost immortal.
There were three blood-armored men blocking the front, and coupled with Qianye Hall Master's sneak attack, it was finally decided that when the Hall Master fell, not one of them was killed.
Of course, although they were not killed, the three blood-armored men were severely injured. They could only return to the blood pool to heal their injuries, and at least they would not be able to fight again for a short period of time.
However, Qianye Hall Master was so cunning and ruthless that he did not collide head-on with the Judgment Hall Master. He always hid behind the three blood-armored men and was not injured in the end.
…
Outside the Mountain of Gods, there is also an ancient mountain of gods.
Princess Huanxin of the Fuyou Holy City stood on the top of the mountain, looking far away at the dark clouds covering the sun and the chaotic vitality of the Gods Mountain.
"Young Master, do we really not participate in this battle?"
The Bloodwing Demon General's eyes were full of doubts. Originally, they had promised the Nether Clan to help them conquer the Mountains of the Gods, and after that was accomplished, they were willing to cooperate with their Floating Nether Holy City to exchange knowledge between the two clans.
Of course, the premise is that the Nether Clan can really break through the confinement of this world and step into the outside world. (To be continued)