All the machines fell into the hands of the four immortals, and they were merciless.
"The date of the central government is still a little short!" The night has no evil to coagulate a voice way, in the eye more fierce fierce.
Although the other side has more than 400 monks, they are not the best in the nine realms. Even if the genius of Xihuang can't be regarded as one in ten, they are not ordinary monks. Besides, for the sake of thousands of good luck, everyone has put up 100% of their fighting power.
However, there were dozens of people in Xihuang, most of them entered the city with spirit bodies, while only a few of them were gifted in the nine realms. For a time, the fighting power between the two was even.
In the front of the crowd, the white robe is better than the snow. It is not stained with any dust. There is almost no opponent with one sword. The ten colors of light all over the body twinkle, as if the cultivation has gone further.
"You are the devil, you are the devil!" The monks of the nine realms were frightened and kept retreating. Without a sword at night, they were like killing demons. Each sword was one person. In their hands, no one could stop the next sword.
"Nine world friars, that's all." Night ruthless sneer, although get nine clever Linglong heart after temperament changed greatly, but also only to his brother, the enemy, as usual, cold-blooded and merciless.
In less than half an hour, more than 400 friars had been killed by Xihuang, and more than 200 of them had been killed, not including the spirit body. The battle was very fierce.
There are more than 50 friars in Xihuang. Although they are not dead, they can't bear the heavy bombardment of so many friars. Dugu, returning to the sea, Leng Wushuang, LAN Yuechan, Ziyan and others are covered with blood and white bones, just like blood people. But after killing several people, many people have made breakthroughs in their cultivation.
Unlike Baocheng, it is not as simple as the legend. It contains thousands of good fortune. Although hundreds of monks died, the living nine world monks kept climbing the peak.
At this time, on the top of a mountain, a man in a white robe stands with his hands down. His whole body is shining like jade carving. His whole body is a world of its own. His eyes are cold, staring at the direction of China, and finally his eyes fall on Yuquan.
In this way, it took almost three days for the war to end.
China has long been in a state of disrepair. More than 400 monks have been killed. Only a few of them retreat secretly. The battle of China spread quickly to the other four regions, and everyone was shocked.
"No sword, count the casualties." The night has no evil to sink a voice way, the clothes and robes are covered with blood stains, a strong momentum sweeps around.
Ye Wujian nodded and finished counting in a short time: "big brother, three people died, thirty spirit bodies and fifteen seriously injured."
"Who died?" The night has no evil eyebrow to pick.
"Fenghaotian, Qianji guicang, Yanba!" Yewujian takes a deep breath. At that time, the evil team fought with these three people. Yanba is a member of Ziyan's team. He is upright and cool. Fenghaotian is the leader of Jingxiao's team. As for Qianji guicang, it is said that he is a wise man of Qianji's family. His reputation is only unpredictable.
On hearing this, the other friars turned pale. Fifty or so people from the western wilderness fought against more than 400 people in the nine kingdoms. This was a good result. Besides, unlike Baocheng, who was fighting for fortune with heaven, no one could guarantee to leave alive.
"Brother ye, although the middle land is occupied by the West wasteland, what do you do to suppress the Qi Movement in the region?" Sima Tianlin interjected that it is easy to occupy a territory, but it is not so easy to suppress its fate.
Night Wu Xie slowly looked up to the void, just at this time, a purple light from the distance, fast, as if instantly covering the whole Middle Earth.
"I think too much." Sima Tianlin said with a bitter smile that yewuye was really thoughtful. Everything had been planned.
Yewuxie smiles, nods and looks at dozens of monks in the four directions: "you guys, you may have some enmity with Yemou in the past, but now, the Tianmen gate of Yuchuan world is open, and the danger of Yuchuan is imminent. We should work together. If anyone still has a grudge against Yemou, Yemou can accept the challenge at any time."
All the monks were silent for a while. With the strength of night innocence, they had already left everyone behind. Who was their opponent? However, night without evil to say this, enough to show that night without evil is to pick up the people put down.
Seeing a burst of silence from the crowd, yewuxie said again: "the air movement in China has been suppressed by me. It's not like Baocheng for 49 years. It's not like Shenge. I hope you can break through as much as possible during this period to welcome the arrival of Baocheng!"
People nodded, many people to the night of a gift, these years, the achievements of the night of a clear, at least, in the same generation, can do this step, only night of a person!
Although Ye Wuxie killed many friars in Xihuang, who didn't have dozens or hundreds of lives? In this world of cannibalism, if you don't kill someone, you will be killed.
"Let's practice hard." At this time, the cloud uninhibited cut in a way, eyes cold, suddenly turned, looking to the distance.
"Yes?" At this time, Yuquan eyebrows, instant step up, disappeared in place.
Tens of thousands of miles away, a man in white robes is lurking in a mountain peak, extracting the earth and air."Yujun?" There is no wind at night.
The evil team all rushed to the distance.
"Boom!"
In the distance, a mountain peak turned into vermilion. In the sky, two men in white robes stood in the void. They were all ready to kill each other, as if they wanted to eat each other.
"Yujun, I haven't seen you for many years." Yuquan said in a cold voice. In those years, Yuquan was taken away by Yujun. Secretly, he and Yuqi were attacked continuously. How could he not be angry? This killing intention has been hidden in his mind for decades.
After the battle of Xianyuan cave, for decades, the first floor has been secretly searching for Yujun's whereabouts, but he seems to have disappeared out of thin air. I didn't expect to see him here today.
"My good brother, I didn't expect to have broken through the middle of the central sky. Do you want to kill me?" Yu Jun said with a faint smile, but his eyes were very cold.
"You are not qualified to be my brother!" Yuquan's eyes were cold, and when he stepped on it, the red sword roared out.
"You're not enough!" Yu Jun sneered and slowly raised his right hand. The void trembled. A huge golden palm fell from the sky and clapped at Yu Quan.
"Broken star palm!" Yuquan a deep fried drink, the same golden giant palm hit together, void repeatedly burst, Yuquan is a sword out.
"Oh." Yu Jun smiles faintly. He doesn't care about Yu Quan at all. They fight with each other immediately. However, after dozens of moves, Yu Quan is obviously at a disadvantage.
In the distance, the evil team all looked at the distance with worried eyes.
"Elder brother, Yujun is the central empress of heaven's cultivation and reincarnation. Yuquan is not an opponent." The night frowns mercilessly.
"Not necessarily." Night Wu Xie shakes his head and recalls Canglong's words in his mind: "the body of the world of mortals is free from dust and dirt. It is extraordinary and refined. It breaks the world of mortals and becomes an immortal. But there are too many fetters in this world. It is easy to cut off the fetters and ascend to heaven."
Cut off the fetters? Maybe it's doomed to the battle of Yujun! For Yuquan, if he wins this battle, he will be able to ascend to heaven step by step. Moreover, he can only win but not lose!
Although they believed in the words of yewuxie, Yuquan was covered with blood and was killed by Yujun.
"You want to kill me? With your broken constitution, even if I give you another hundred or ten thousand years, you are not my opponent! " Yu Jun sneered, and suddenly his arms vibrated. His previously dust-free temperament suddenly changed, and his whole body suddenly turned black, just like a demon: "the underworld is deprived!"
Behind Yu Jun, a skeleton appeared. His eyes were empty. He held a bone knife in his left hand and a black iron chain in his right. It was extremely cold.
"The underworld deprivation?" In the distance, all the pupils of the evil team suddenly shrank, showing the color of horror. Was the underworld deprived? Isn't this one of the nine unique skills of Hades? How could Yujun?
"Stop it Seeing that there was no sword in the night, a few people were about to fight. Yewuye quickly stopped him and said, "this battle is Yuquan's own battle. No one can interfere in it!"
"But?" People are still worried.
"Nothing but!" The night has no evil to sink a voice way, the tone is very firm.
In the distance, the skeleton chain pierced the body of Yuquan, and the evil team did not dare to see it again, because they knew that the terror of the underworld's deprivation, except mubai, almost no one could block the power of the skeleton.
The skeleton iron chain trapped Yuquan, slowly drew close to the skeleton, and the left bone knife suddenly chopped down.
"Hoo
A dark shadow passed by, but a surprising scene happened. It seemed that the bone knife could not cut to Yuquan at all. The bone knife was nothing, but Yuchuan was more nihilistic, as if it did not exist at all.
"Yes?" The jade gentleman brow a pick, peep out can't believe of color: "how can?"
"How?" Yuquan gave a cold smile and shocked his whole body. The skeleton chain suddenly broke away, even affecting the skeleton itself. In an instant, the skeleton disappeared in the void. Yuchuan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and approached Yujun step by step. He said in a cold voice: "my good brother, I have to thank you for letting me know my true identity!"
"Who are you?" Yujun kept thinking about it in his mind. Yuquan was very strange. He naturally understood that he had secretly deprived Yuquan of the power of the underworld, but he didn't succeed. But he just thought that he had not practiced his own skills. Now it's not the same thing!
"The sea is vast!" Yuquan let out a loud shout, and then a shocking scene happened. All around him, a nine color light column with the size of ten thousand feet suddenly appeared, instantly enveloping Yujun. Even the whole city was not like a sudden shaking, as if there was a fierce beast.
What's more strange is that Yujun's body is melting rapidly with the speed of naked eye, struggling, but there is no resistance at all.
"No, no..." Yujun shouts, but will Yuquan give him a chance? Obviously not! Yujun's body melted rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye, and soon dissipated in the nine color pillars.
"The world of mortals?" In the distance, the night of watching the war is awed.