Maybe I knew I couldn't hold on for too long, or maybe I knew my country's fortune was too short. When the centaur cavalry ghosts condensed in the cold wind again, the charge became even more fierce.

If it was the raging sea before, it was the galaxy now. If it was the formation before, it was now irrational, and there was only the full impact of the Martyrs' Temple in his eyes.

Boom-!! The cavalry from all directions poured into the ground! He killed him desperately! The long sword dragged the ground obliquely, as if he had cut open the sea of ​​sand, and raised a yellow sand curtain several meters high on both sides. He rushed straight to the eyes of the Sanqing Hongmeng Formation.

"Get it..." The sound of teeth colliding like a mosquito in this tide of killing was like a mosquito. All practitioners trembled and grabbed the talisman, closed their eyes, and did not dare to look at the hell in front of them. The true energy in their bodies was infused into the talisman with great despair.

Even if they didn't know what was going on, they could feel the murderous intent that was integrated into blood in front of them... This was a head-on confrontation between the two sides without any hesitation.

If they let go of the talisman, they may be stepped into pieces immediately!

One hundred people have exceeded ten thousand, boundless, and thousands of horses are galloping like facing a mountain collapse and tsunami. Every hoof is stepped on the tip of the heart. The strong wind formed by the sea of ​​Yin spirits blows Qin Ye's clothes, beards and hair dances. Just as the Yin soldiers rushed into a 1,000-meter range, the bamboo sword buzzed again, swaying the stars in the sky.

A sword.

One thought.

As long as I am here, how can I allow demons and demons to be rampant?!

Brush! The sword light is like dawn, and the morning light is falling. The misty moon is blooming. The yin energy is like a tide that has covered the stars and moons. You can see the sword marks like dragons going out to sea. A golden light emerges from the feet of the Yin soldiers in front of them. A swastika is spinning wildly under the horse's hooves. The forward rushing momentum is instantly paused. One minute later, thousands of cavalry were annihilated again, turning into a planetary belt of bones again, sinking into the Yin Qi vortex floating continuously.

And right behind Qin Ye, although the practitioners were already trembling as if the cicadas were singing in autumn,... they never collapsed!

On the balance of collapse and death, they put the right weights. Even though they were almost broken, their true energy was entered into it for no money. With years of weakness, some of them had white hair in these few hours, but they were still holding the life-saving talisman tightly.

No one wants to die.

Anyone will burst out his potential in the face of death. Even if he overdraws his life, he will do whatever he wants!

In the sky, my phantom opened my eyes again and again, and swung my long sleeves again and again. Although the phantom had dimmed a lot, no Yin soldiers had crossed the line!

Qin Ye had no idea how many swords he swung, and his right arm seemed to be not his. Just after a sword, the ghost soldiers in front of him collapsed. He suddenly felt... this world was quiet.

He stood up in surprise, and could not see a ghost soldier wherever he saw him.

Around the Horseshou Peak, there were yin vortexes like galaxies, with countless bones floating inside, and countless ghost fires were attached to them, like stars in the dark night. But... they did not gather again. The condensation speed had slowed down at some point, and ghost fires were beating, as if... looking at Qin Ye with shock.

One person and one sword, there is only one person’s gap in this place. For three hours, they can’t rush down!

Crack... Under the king's flag, on the chariot, Kublai Khan's ghost was opening his mouth, his eyes were pounding, his lips were twitching slightly, and he had slowly stood up.

Not only him, but all the Emperors of the Underworld stood up.

This is impossible...

The gifts from the Heavenly Dao are clear that this is the top military Tuliming King formation! Jun Tuli is one of the five Ming kings of Tantric Buddhism. According to principles, with the unsolid Tantric beliefs of the Mongol Empire, the short national destiny of the 98th year of the Yuan Dynasty, and the chaotic heavenly way that people lived in that period, it was impossible for the military Tuliming King formation to respond to their corresponding responses. It is even more impossible to react to them as gifts of the Heavenly Dao.

or

Maybe it was Song Jiuding, maybe it was the jade seal, or maybe it was a dozen emperors gathered together. In short, it appeared. In the formation of the army, the Yin soldiers were immortal. In addition, this was the whip of God that was famous in the thirteenth century. Who could stand in front of them?!

Yes, no.

Sweeping across Europe and Asia, there is no one in one alliance.

But, this is the world of the world.

Now, a villain, a true man standing on the top of the mountain like a rock. And the surrounding golden tent king cavalry... dare not resurrect?!

I'm afraid of killing...

If you don’t die, it doesn’t mean you won’t hurt. You will be destroyed again and again. You will face the high-level Yin Clan with the body of ghost ants. The thousands of years of foundation in the underworld really kills them to death. I don’t know when it started, but these groups of God’s Whip, which are famous in Eurasia, are afraid of the elite among the Mongol cavalry elites.

Are you afraid?!

Around a Han man, dare not resurrect?!

Kublai Khan closed his eyes. He was not too tall. He was wearing a dragon robe with golden wings and fur on his head. His two braids were combed in a twist-shaped shape and hanging on his shoulders. He tied his hair with emerald-inlaid golden hoops. The other emperors were dressed in a very similar manner.

Why is this happening?

They represent the way of heaven in an era, the strongest empire in the thirteenth century, and now they have dispatched almost all their cards, but they still can't cross that line.

Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin surrounded Qin Ye panting, but still did not fall down. The Yin Ling and the ghosts stopped behind him. It was not the magnificent night walk of the hundred ghosts, but a sparse person and a few Yin Lings, which stopped the God's Whip?

With the difference in official positions, the evil ghosts and the evil Tianhe really cannot be overcome?

He slowly stretched out his hand.

He doesn't believe it.

He doesn't believe in fate!

If you believe in fate, you will not have the most powerful empire in the thirteenth century!

The waiter next to him gritted his teeth and respectfully handed a golden sword. He moved, and all the Emperors of the Underworld reached out without saying a word. The next second, more than a dozen long swords were unsheathed. With the last glory of an empire, it shone on the top of the horse's head.

Basiba did not speak, but closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then, two yin energy at the level of the mansion lord exploded into the sky, forming a terrifying sea of ​​clouds.

Do your best.

Leave no regrets.

This is the last dignity of an empire. Since you take action, there will be no turning back! And this opportunity... will never be next time.

His fingers gently brushed across the sword, and his eyes lit up suddenly. He stepped out in one step, like a golden lotus blooming in the air. The sword pointed directly at the top of the peak and shouted in unfamiliar Chinese: "Kill!!"

Swipe! As his figure shot out, all the Emperors of the Underworld, more than a dozen long swords, Bai Hong, rushed up like crazy. Basiba and another national master's Yin Qi completely exploded, forming two huge Yin Qi human faces, roaring and drowning the entire Horse Head Peak!

The cold wind roared, and the top of the horse head peak was like a strong wind blowing, bringing up a sandstorm, and the yellow sand was everywhere. You could see more than a dozen cold lights appearing in a hazy way. The charge of more than a dozen evil ghosts was not weaker than the previous army's rushing forward. Countless wails, crying, and screaming sounded in the void, as if tore open the Hell of the Rou.

"My God..." A cultivator looked ahead with a dumbfounded look. The sword lights pointed directly at Qin Ye. They knew very well that as long as they were killed, they would have lost their fighting spirit and that only instinct cultivators were left without any trouble.

The glory of immortality will be spread in the world again!

"Kill!!" As Emperor Darkness took action himself, the vortex around him began to spin wildly. The fear and pain just now lit the torch for killing at this moment. Tens of thousands of Yin soldiers shouted loudly. The bodies of bones condensed in the Yin vortex again. With the Emperor Darkness's personal command, they rushed up countless times.

Sweet! Before the person arrives, the anger comes first. This time the impact is far beyond the previous one

When did the two palace lords, more than a dozen judges, and tens of thousands of troops, they twisted into a rope at this moment, turning into a twisted face of immortality. The endless dark Gesang flowers slowly bloomed around them, and then disappeared silently, turning into a cloudy petal in the sky, roaring and biting at Qin Ye.

"Boy... can you do it?" Di Ting's hair flew all over his body. This was a powerful blow from the Tao of the times, and it was truly unreserved. Even it felt the immortal murderous intent.

No answer.

Qin Ye took a deep breath, pressed his hands suddenly to the ground, and the ghost fire in the eyes of the ghost behind him suddenly opened his mouth and let out a silent roar.

At this moment, time seemed to stagnate.

The desert stopped flowing, and then it exploded dozens of meters high! Liu Changmin's untouchable area spread rapidly, and all this turned into dragon-like yin energy, circulating into Qin Ye's sword.

He did not retreat.

Do what you want, don't do what you want.

After the Zhongyuan Festival, he learned too much. The so-called King of Hell is the pillar of a country and the mainstay. Anyone can retreat, but he cannot retreat.

He took the initiative to eliminate the roots, and slandered the snake... He walked step by step, facing these ghosts and monsters, he had no intention of retreating.

"But a group of remnants of the previous dynasty dare to show off their skills in front of the underworld?"

A sword light shines on the fourteen states.

There was no sight of the sword, and all the Emperors of the Underworld and the National Master could only see a cold light shining in front of them. They swallowed up the darkness, broke through Xiaoyue, and went straight to the underworld.

There is no fancy, only supreme majesty. It is the strongest sword that the Chinese Death God can swing now, and contains his own ideas.

boom!!!

When the sword light comes into contact with human faces, the world seems to be swallowed up. The way of heaven in an era and the god of death in a country cannot tell which is stronger or weak. Only the face of the Yin Qi is constantly cracking and turning into black butterflies and sank into the void. But... it has not collapsed!

Two mansion kings, more than a dozen Yama, tens of thousands of cavalry, plus the nine tripods, jade seals, and a trace of favor from the way of heaven, they... actually blocked the sword!

Rumble! The yellow sand around Qin Ye raised a loud bang and was pushed away thousands of meters! On the bamboo sword, Dangdang Ruoyu beat the pipa, and more than a dozen swords instantly collided together. He could even see the other party's hideous face through the yin energy.

The mansion is still not enough...

Qin Ye sighed in his heart, if he had the strength of Yan Luo, today... they would die as much as they came!

But... this is probably the most powerful force on the land of China. It even surpasses several Taoist masters.

Maybe...can't stop...

"Get out!!!" Just in front of Qin Ye, in the yin energy, more than a dozen emperors of the Underworld suddenly opened their mouths, which were one foot long, revealing their white fangs inside. The ghost flashed and roared at Qin Ye angrily.

It's almost four hours...

You get out of here...get out of here!

Why do you want to stop here?!

Crack... A trace broke out on Qin Ye's bamboo sword. His pupils suddenly shrank, and Di Ting stood up in an instant, pressing the yin energy in his body without emitting it. He stared at the front.

Just at this moment.

The world...no sound.

There is no light, no yin energy, no tension, no charge.

It seems...it has entered a chaos of nothingness.

"This is..." Di Ting was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked at the Heroes Temple, trembling all over: "This power...This is...This is..."

"Above Yama...above Yama?!"

Amid nothingness and silence, a sound suddenly sounded.

Very calm, but like the command of the sky.

There is no wave in the ancient well, but it seems to be the main god who calls for billions of ghosts.

I am the only one in heaven and earth!
Chapter completed!