The moment the old monk took action, Di Ting's body moved, but he still sat back.

It does not move because it needs to be guarded against more important things, such as immortality, Temujin, and how to finish it in case of an accident. Instead of wasting it on the Whip of God.

After all, it only had seven minutes of bursting.

Once Zhao Yun fails, he must take Qin Ye out of Chonggu County and control the Purgatory Red Lotus to spread widely. It has no extra strength to sweep these ghost soldiers. Because... it will not stop once it starts in seven minutes. They have no second week.

"Disassist..." The ghost fire ignited in the old monk's eyes. Liu Changmin's field seemed useless to him, but the speed was a little slow. But this was not worth mentioning at the speed of Fujun's supersonic speed. He had already grabbed Liu Changmin's head with one hand.

Fast...At a speed exceeding the speed of sound, a trace of despair flashed in Liu Changmin's eyes. A figure was like a mountain pressing down on him, leaving him unable to escape. But at this critical moment, a fan suddenly blocked the other party's hand. With a light pat, the old monk screamed and squirted out a large amount of yin energy, and the air exploded continuously, flying backwards hundreds of meters.

Crazy... Basiba retreated suddenly, the yin energy in the middle of the seven orifices erupted like a dance, his hands hanging unnaturally, without answering, but looking at Qin Ye in horror.

Quite awkward...

The real brand is different!

On this battlefield where rabbits rise and fall, there was no time to shock him. The next second, Qin Ye waved his long sleeves, and countless chains made of yin energy gushed out, elongating infinitely, crossing the mountains and flying through the sea of ​​fog. In an instant, the world he faced was surrounded by all the stars, and countless chains snails penetrated into the sea of ​​fog, running through the world, like a big net that intertwined the world.

Under the net of heaven and earth, there is no way to escape!

The Yin Qi was like a rainbow, and the Yin Qi was like a mountain like a sea, and the fog was boiling because of it. As Qin Ye pulled hard, the Yin soldiers all over the mountains and fields were instantly paused, and the formation under his feet was flashing with light, but they could not resist the power of the Fu Jun.

Qin Ye did not relax at all. Blue veins bloomed on his arms, and the yin energy in his body had exploded like the black red shore flower. He knew very well that if he wanted to resist a mansion, tens of thousands of Yin soldiers were not enough, at least 500,000 troops and military formations. But the other party dared to stand here, face him directly without retreating, and dared to stay after knowing that Yan Luo was coming. The other party must have his support.

This reliance is not just about the military formation.

The reason why he stood here was to force out all the opponent's trump cards so that the opponent's support would never reach the position of the Martyrs' Temple! He... was also unreserved.

"Get up!" The temple jumped and with his angrily shouted, countless yin energy chains poked out their heads like poisonous snakes in the void, shooting at all the Yin soldiers like lightning. At this moment, a red light rushed straight into the sky, and under the light, the chains in his sleeves were broken inch by inch!

Brushing... If the bloody sun rises, the entire fog sea of ​​mountains is covered with blood red, and it is a seal. It is blood red, without any impurities, crystal clear. Above the seal, there is a lifelike Nine Dragons Swallowing Sun. Below are dense Mongolian texts.

"Yuan Dynasty Jade Seal!" Di Ting stood on Qin Ye's shoulder and took a deep breath: "It is said that the Ming Dynasty did not find the Yuan Dynasty jade. This jade seal... was carved from Tibetan blood jade. Tibetan blood jade is different from Central Plains blood jade. It is not like sputtering blood, but full of red. It is like red glow. I didn't expect... I was lucky to see today... it was buried in the tomb of which Emperor of Underworld?"

The Yuan Dynasty, an era where too many mystery and secrets were hidden, no one

The jade seals found, the legendary treasure house... These have disappeared from the long river of history with the destruction of Yuan Dadu and the secret burial of the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty. Now... they have appeared in history again.

Right in front of you.

This is equivalent to Zhu Yuanzhang's resurrection and opening the Longxing Temple treasure house again, and he also manipulated it with his own hands! The jade seal is also among them. It was the first to appear, in order to resist Qin Ye's Mansion attack, but... it is definitely not the last trump card.

Under the light of the jade seal, these cavalry were not destroyed by one blow, but stood up again with difficulty. At the same time, the cavalry from all directions began to gather with Qin Ye as the center, like a thousand flowing into the sea. Qin Ye's eyes moved slightly, and turned into yin energy without any nostalgia, disappearing from place to place.

His figure disappeared, and all the Yin soldiers turned their attention away, and then they realized... On the top of the mountain, there were six-sided fan-like barriers that blocked them tightly outside. Each side was dozens of meters high and hundreds of meters large. The Yin energy formed a pitch-black barrier condensed outside, as if it had imprisoned millions of Yin spirits.

Apart from a wall, there were the turbulent golden tent cavalry outside, and the inside was the final battlefield. Just as Qin Ye disappeared, all the cavalry went crazy and used all their strength to attack these barriers.

They charged tirelessly, and at every moment, countless golden cavalry rushed to the barrier without hesitation, and then were shocked out. However...behind them were endless army, one after another, as if they didn't know the meaning of slackness and helplessness.

Above their heads, behind them, a rain of dark clouds rose, with red ghost fire, and endless ripples spreading on the barrier to the sky. They opened the bow without turning back. They knew that apart from welcoming the resurrection of the immortal heaven, they could not walk out of here alive!

"Teacher..." A man with braids and dragon robe under the largest king's banner was sitting on the skeleton chariot, staring at the top of the mountain: "We have no time."

Basiba stood beside him, pursing his lips gloomyly, without saying a word.

"I can feel... Taizu's ghost has collided with the other party. In this battle... If we are not here, although he is Taizu, we are also very clear that we have little chance of winning against a Yan Luo."

Basiba said with a calm face: "No one would have expected the sudden appearance of a Yama-level helper... nor did anyone expect that Changshengtian would suddenly collapse... Everything... was too sudden."

"So we can't give them time to report!" The man pinched the handrail to death, and the handrail of the bones clattered: "Once we fail... we will all be completely wiped out... The underworld of China will not let us go! So... what are you waiting for?"

"Don't think about keeping a trump card." He gritted his teeth and looked at the top of the mountain: "Slowly... it's death. We are competing for time with the underworld of China... Most of our treasures are ineffective in the level of Yama. The only thing we can use is it."

Basiba took a deep breath and the Adam's apple moved hard: "I understand."

"Two hours."

"The Yuan Dynasty's fortune was not long enough. That thing... with the number of ghosts we have now, it's up to one hour." He breathed a long sigh, and a sense of determination appeared in his eyes: "After an hour, if you can't catch it, you... leave first."

The hands that were put together were trembling slightly. After saying this, Basiba raised his eyes and looked at the other part of the army, and there was also a pair of golden ghost fire eyes.

Everyone heard the sound of swords and swords in the air. No one was a fool. In this situation, keeping a trump card is useless. Cutting the mess with a quick knife is the way to choose. The sooner you step into the temple of the martyrs, they will win.

The bigger it is! As long as the immortal world is still alive... they still have hope to go abroad!

Both sides nodded invisible, and then they lowered their heads, quickly pinched their hands, and started chanting quickly.

Almost no one saw that at the end of the army, nine coffins were carried.

It is completely made of golden nanmu, with chains tied on it, and talismans are pasted all over the body, and its original appearance is almost impossible to see... and... this is a Han-style rectangular coffin.

As they recited, talismans floated on the coffin. Black smoke slowly appeared on the talisman paper. On these talisman papers, the date of signature was... Chongning Fourth Year.

This is... the relics of the previous dynasty were undoubtedly the treasure of the Song Dynasty!

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Swipe... Qin Ye's figure appeared on the desert on the top of the mountain. From here, the unfolded fan barriers seemed transparent and could clearly see everything outside. When he appeared, everyone was so scared that they almost jumped up. The youngest Yi Jian Yi Yin's lips were trembling. If it weren't for the mission, they would have run aside long ago.

"Do you want to die?" Qin Ye's eyes flashed across everyone like a knife, and now he had no time to worry about their mood. The attack of the Mongolian Yuan army was like a Yangtze River. From here, you could see the ripples outside defense from there. He knew very well that after the initial temptation, after discovering that he could not step into the top of the mountain without extreme power, after seeing the difference between the Duke and the low-level Yin...

Next, the tide of anger!

These remnants of the previous dynasty will use their best to rush here madly, just to step into the Martyrs' Temple!

"If you don't want to die, do your business!" His eyes swept across the practitioners. He sat in the center of the formation eyes, closed his eyes and meditated.

There are too few people and there is no power to attack. Even if you know how crazy the opponent will be in the future, you can only defend passively.

A minute later, almost all the cultivators opened their eyes and looked at Qin Ye tremblingly, especially the older cultivators, the panic in their eyes increased a little more awe.

Just now, the earth-shaking pull and the chains covered with the sky once again told them what is the Yin Clan and what is the Mansion Lord.

"He definitely doesn't look so small..." A man looked at Qin Ye several times before carefully closing his eyes: "A thousand-year-old ghost? Or a few thousand years? The power of high-level evil ghosts is really terrible..."

"So many ghost soldiers have no way to deal with him..." "Come on and on, this is the legendary whip of God..." "When dealing with ghosts, the world is still too far away..."

Just when they were in a complicated state, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes again and stood up at the same time. He looked out of the sky in shock. He almost scared them to scream.

What's wrong?

Why is the other party so serious? Could it be... outside...

Boom!! Before they could finish their thoughts, a terrifying pressure fell from the sky, almost pressing them to the ground! Everyone gasped and looked out the top of the mountain.

Under the sea of ​​fog, nine golden light columns rushed straight into the sky, and countless complex Yin Talismans were floating in it. Under the sea of ​​fog, nine huge light spots slowly rose, and the corresponding sea of ​​fog was surging like a fountain. The indestructible barrier, almost the moment these columns appeared, countless cracks were covered with!
Chapter completed!