A big hole was broken out in the depths of the hell world, and the dark qi was like the water of the Yellow River, tilting out.

The Holy King of Heavenly Hell was furious, swallowing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, the heavens were monstrous, shaking the heavens and the earth, in less than half an hour, the hell battlefield was calm, everything was dead and silent, and everything was over.

The Holy King of the Common People, the Holy King of Heavenly Punishment died in the Great World of Hell, and the territory of the Great Xia Dynasty was wailing all over the wilderness.

"Sect Master, what should we do?" In the sky above the Heaven and Earth Sect, the faces of all the elders changed drastically, and they were terrified.

The Great Wilderness World and the Hell World have been fighting for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have been enemies for generations, such as the rise of the Hellsage King today, stepping into the quasi-emperor, he will definitely dominate hundreds of millions of Hell Yin soldiers to expand their territory and attack the Great Wilderness World.

"Give me all the way back to the sect, guard the mountain gate, and prevent the hell world from sneaking up. Ying Ren frantically threw down a few words, stepped away, and ran away to the nine heavens.

"Fight into the hell world and avenge the ancestor. "On the periphery of the 100,000 Great Mountain, on the wasteland, Xia Qingyang, the prince of Great Xia, was furious, raised the long sword in his hand, and roared loudly.

"Avenge the Holy King of the Common Life and enter the hell world. "Xiahou Yuan and his son led tens of thousands of iron-blooded troops, guarding the 100,000 mountains, all of them were angry.

In the palace of the Great Xia Dynasty, the five-clawed dragon-robed warrior sat on the dragon chair, clenched his fists, his eyes full of grievance and anger.

Xia Cangsheng died in the hell world, the Great Xia Dynasty lost its backbone, and the entire Great Xia Dynasty will fall into a state of crisis, and the Great Xia Dynasty, which has been inherited for more than 10,000 years, may be lost to his generation.

One hundred thousand mountains are a secret place, and Luo Xingchen is standing on the top of a mountain, his eyes are cold. He is cold by nature, and he doesn't care about the safety of the entire Great Wilderness World at all, he just wants to find Yi Xiaopang as soon as possible and seize the other half of the Mother of All Scriptures.

In an ancient battlefield nine days away, the emperor harnessed the human emperor's sword, stepped into a no-man's land, entered an ancient tomb, and disappeared.

On the Northern Wilderness Plateau, in the territory of the Yin tribe, thousands of Yin clansmen are holding bronze spears and fighting bloodily, and half of the clansmen have died on the battlefield, and the corpses are all over the field.

Yin Bu's face was wrinkled, his hair was silver, his body was straight, and he was holding a bronze spear, standing in front of all the Yin clansmen, his body was covered with knife marks, and he was covered in blood.

"Yin Bu, I don't know how you stepped into the realm, I advise you, don't be fearless, put down your arms and surrender immediately. "At the entrance of the Yin tribe, three thousand warriors dressed in heavy armor stood tall, their breath was cold and icy.

"Yuwen Yu, the disciples of the Yin clan only live standing up, and they don't die on their knees, they want us to surrender and let you slaughter them, unless all of us die. Yin Lian stood beside Yin Bu, fierce and hideous.

"Yin Lian, I know that you are waiting for Yin Tianqi, the bloodline of the Yin family, but let me tell you, I just got the news that Yin Tianqi has died in the hell world, so you should despair!" The Yuwen family poured out, Yuwen Yu and Yuwen were all standing in front of the three thousand Yuwen family disciples, and next to him stood a middle-aged martial artist wearing a silver robe and a furnace tripod pattern on his chest.

The movement of the Hell World is too big, and the entire Great Wilderness World is affected, but Yin Bu's strength is low, and he doesn't know what happened to the Hell World.

After Yin Bu devoured a drop of the blood of the Great Wilderness, he successfully stepped into the realm and became the only land immortal in the entire Yin tribe.

However, in addition to Yuwen Hu and Yuwen Hu, the warrior who has a furnace on his chest is also a land immortal, and his strength is still above Yuwen Hu, at least the six heavens of the earth realm.

"Yuwenhu, I don't understand what you're saying. Yin Bu's face changed slightly.

"Yin Bu, do you still want to hide it? Now the entire Great Wilderness World, and even the martial artists outside the Nine Heavens know that Yin Tianqi, the young patriarch of the Yin family, has been reborn. But unfortunately, he died in the hell world shortly after his resurrection. Yuwen said.

"Yuwendu, you mother's fart! Yin Lian was furious, holding a blood-stained spear in his hand, pointing directly at Yuwendu.

"Hmph! A group of things that don't know whether to live or die, originally wanted to keep you to slowly refine the blood of the Great Wilderness, since you are looking for death, then go to death!" Yuwen Du waved his hand, and all the three thousand Yuwen family disciples killed the Yin tribe.

"Kill me, kill all these beasts, and avenge the Yin Xiong Patriarch!" Yin Lian urged the sea of qi, and all the violent energy was poured into the blood-stained spear of Zhang'er, his eyes were blood-red, like a dying beast, frantically slashing and killing the disciples of the Yuwen family, and finally fighting with Yuwen.

Yin Bu and Yuwen are fighting.

Yuwen Yu was very powerful, and although he was severely injured by Gu Xuanji before, he still seriously injured Yin Bu.

"Big brother, it's not too early, let's solve it quickly. The middle-aged furnace warrior stepped forward, and his big hand hit a palm towards Yin Bu, and the six heavens of the realm went down with a palm, and the gold and stone were going to crack, how could the flesh and blood be able to resist, Yin Bu's chest collapsed in a large piece, the sternum was broken in half, and he retreated dozens of feet, losing his combat effectiveness in an instant.

"Yuwen Ying, Lao Tzu is fighting with you. Yin Lian's eyes were bleeding, his eyes were about to split, he abandoned Yuwendu and killed the middle-aged furnace warrior.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree! Yuwen Ying sneered, slapped out again, and hit the ground with a bang, Zhang Er's bronze blood-stained spear broke in two, half of Yin Lian's body bones were shattered, and he fell to the ground, and was immediately caught by a disciple of the Yuwen family.

"Yin Bu, I'll give you one last chance, immediately lay down your arms and surrender, otherwise I will kill all the Yin clansmen one by one. Yuwen Du walked to Yin Lian's side, his face was hideous, and the seven-foot blood-stained long knife had already cut the skin on Yin Lian's neck.

"Old patriarch, it's not a pity for me to die honestly, and I must not surrender. Yin Lian showed a look of madness, grabbed the seven-foot blood-stained long knife with both hands, and slammed it into the knife.

"Hmph, I won't let you die, can you still die?" Yuwen Du kicked Yin Lian in the abdomen hard, directly kicked Yin Lian to the ground, his body was arched, and he stepped on Yin Lian's face with a big foot, and directly stepped him into the dirt.

"Yin Bu, give you three breaths, if I still don't get an answer, I'll kill all the captives. Yuwen Du raised his seven-foot blood-stained long knife and aimed it at Yin Lian's head.

"Old patriarch, you can't surrender, once you surrender, all the people of the Yin clan will become beasts who provide blood, and they will be slaughtered by the people of the Yuwen family. "Yin Lian is struggling desperately.

"One!" Yuwen shouted.

Yin Bu's face turned pale.

"Two!" Yuwen sneered.

"Yuwendu, you dare!" the Yin clan was furious.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, Yin Bu, since you are so stubborn, then I will cut off Yin Lian's head first. Yuwen raised his seven-foot blood-stained long knife and slashed down.

"Keep people under the knife!" At the last moment, two panting figures ran to the entrance of the Yin tribe's village and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked back, one fat and one thin, panting and almost slumping to the ground.