Four golden lotus, three two-star martial gods, Shen Xueji and other martial gods land masters are all like stray dogs and fish in the net.

The troops under Hongmeng Su were wiped out in an instant.

"Hundred Martial Slaying" cut down tens of thousands of weapons.

The sharp edge of the sword force hangs over the soldiers and warriors under Hongmeng Su's command like a choke.

As long as they have a little fighting spirit, they will crush them to death.

A war that was so powerful that it was earth-shaking, was destroyed in the process of cruising "Hundred Martial Slayers".

"Gog..." Hongmengsu wanted to speak unwillingly, but the blood from the internal organs and veins rushed towards his throat like a flood that opened the gate, spilling out of his mouth, causing no matter how hard he tried, he could only make a "groog" sound like a fish spitting bubbles.

Under extreme pain and torture, his body seemed to have a thousand pounds of force pressing on Hongmengsu's body, and his pressure made his eyes protrude outward and about to burst.

He never believed that he would lose like this, completely defeated, and without any warning.

A pair of soft boots landed smoothly, stepped on the pool of blood in front of him, and no drop of blood was splashed out.

He looked up with the soft boots with black gold cloud patterns.

The woman's phoenix robe swayed like a lonely god, looking down at him indifferently like frost.

"Bang!" Chu Yue stepped on Hongmengsu's side face, "Did you know, are you wrong?"

"Gugu." Hongmengsu vomited blood with difficulty.

"Boom! Bang!"

Chu Yue slowly raised her soft boots and stepped on them with a sudden kick, breaking Hongmengsu's face.

"I asked you, do you know you are wrong?" Chu Yue's expression gradually became gloomy.

Hongmeng Su opened his mouth and made a gurgling sound.

Chu Yue stepped on him one step after another, and each step was enough to achieve the power of the Martial God Realm.

Blood thrust out from Hongmengsu's body and fell on half of Chu Yue's cheek.

At first glance, it looks like a flower blooming on both sides, one is fairy and the other is monster.

"Little Junior Sister..." Dugu Lan burst into tears.

For some reason.

She obviously won a great victory, but she felt particularly distressed when she looked at the mad young sister in front of her, who seemed to be a sick young lady.

She is worried about flowers, why bother to get into dust?

Emperor Ye Tian, ​​the old uncle and his family members all looked at Chu Yue from afar.

The lady walked over the pool of blood all over the ground with her crutches.

The old man covered Chu Yue with a cloak.

"grandmother."

Chu Yue smiled and said, "We won."

"Yes, we won." Tears in the eyes of the lady were about to fall.

Footsteps sounded on the side.

Ye Mohan gradually walked to Chu Yue's side.

"I'm so hungry when I'm hugging my pillow."

Chu Yue grinned and tilted her head to look at the man's bright smile, with blood beads on half of her face and three blood marks.

Ye Mohan held a veil in his hand and gently wiped the blood on her face bit by bit, "What do you want to eat? I will make it for you for your husband."

"What you cook is not delicious." Chu Yue blinked her eyes twice.

"Okay, let's let the master do it."

"good."

After a few words, the two of them added the task to Yun Li.

Yun Li: "???" Although the wind is messy, the number of new tasks is a surprise that he can't get.

It's not easy along the way.

The battle was fierce and it was a long way to go back and forth, I had to write a few more letters to express the surging and complex emotions in his heart at this moment.

Don't write too much either.

Just write a few hundred letters briefly.

Although his letter has never been answered, it is believed that the old friends of Shenxuan were too shy. After all, they were a group of old people who had never seen any world, unlike him who were knowledgeable.

"Ba,ba,ba,ba."

A crisp clapping sounded.

Mr. Wei's face showed a kind and kind smile, "I am really worthy of being the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts. After 90,000 years ago, Wulu could surrender even if he used a broken drum that was worse than the original one."

"If you can have today, you have to rely on Mr. Wei to lie on firewood and taste gall for decades to slowly draw him." Chu Yue smiled slightly.

"What is Emperor Chu going to use to thank Lao I?" Mr. Wei became interested.

The old man frowned when he heard the conversation between the two.

Mu Qinghuang half-squinted her eyes, and her dark eyebrows also frowned slightly.

Ye Mohan's deep and cold eyes glanced at the gentle old man without any trace.

Leng Qingshuang also felt that Mr. Wei was a little different from before. Every word and sentence was amiable and gentle enough. But for some reason, she always felt particularly uncomfortable when she fell into her ears, but she couldn't tell why, and where it was uncomfortable.

"What kind of thank you Mr. Wei wants?" Chu Yue asked faintly.

"Of course it is the land that Emperor Chu stepped on, and the sky above his head." Mr. Wei said with a smile, "There are also these hundred martial gods and Emperor Chu's other side of the river."

These words directly point out everything.

Mr. Wei also exudes a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers on his body.

However, although we had not met at the beginning, the old and the young were each from the mainland to save the world.

But now we meet, it is better not to see each other.

The fragrance of osmanthus is also soaked by the blood flowing in the surrounding air.

When everyone around heard what Mr. Wei said, they suddenly pulled out handfuls of weapons and pointed them at Mr. Wei.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds rose everywhere, and the soul-killing lamp was shattered by a knife. The light inside overflowed like flowing water. I saw that the sky curtain of the Five Lands of the Emperor Realm was no longer the purest light like the sun, but like broken aurora densely spreading in the sky.

The powerful aura of the extraterritorial sect slowly appeared from the shattered aurora sky, like a divine weapon and general, with advanced pressure reaching the messy Huaqing Hall.

The golden flag flying high at the top depicts the totem of a dragon leaping through the nine heavens.

This is the logo of Kaitian Sect outside the domain!

"Kaitian Sect is coming, why don't you kneel down to greet me?"

A person with a phoenix-turned-shaped dress in feathered clothes and a robe said proudly.

The sound spreads all over the world, and the eight desolates and six unions.

"Why?"

Chu Yue looked at Mr. Wei with red eyes.

"These hundred martial gods were all in the Martial Emperor realm back then, and were chased by Kaitian Sect into the sculpture." Mr. Wei said: "Although Kaitian Sect can sense the breath of the sculpture through the drum spirit, they can't break the sculpture even if they try every means. Although they can't break it, they can use the drum spirit to pass the evil spell in. Maybe they can't control them in a day. What if the evil spell is 90,000 years? Then they will unknowingly penetrate into the bone marrow. When they all break through to the Martial God realm, they will be the powerful reserve army of Kaitian Sect."

"But, Kaitian Sect cannot open the sculpture, so it uses small bones to attract another drum spirit. To be precise, it is to attract me to appear and use the imperial drum, right?" Chu Yue smiled, "What you want is the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts, the Lord of the Hundred Ghosts ninety thousand years ago. Let me sacrifice the red shore flower with my life, so that the red shore flower, which has lost the effect of resurrection, return to the form of the holy object of the past, and still be able to resurrection? Or can it stimulate other effects that will make you more satisfied?"
Chapter completed!