"Instead of being entangled with this sea of blood, it is better to enter the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge and look for that glimmer of life. ”

Huo Jiudao asked in a deep voice, "Are you serious?"

Yin Ming nodded.

Huo Jiudao sighed, shook his head, and said with a smile: "It seems that I am really old, and I can't understand you!"

Although his age is indeed not young, the Martial Dao True Saint can live to be around five hundred years old, and he is actually still in the prime of life.

Yin Ming immediately ordered, and the army adjusted its direction and began to march.

Except for Yin Ming and Huo Jiudao, the others had long since lost their way, and they didn't know where Yin Ming was directing them to go.

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Beyond the sea of blood, the Langyin Ghost King laughed.

"Rao, this Terran treacherous man, after all, fell for my design. ”

"They were trapped by the sea of blood, and they had to go to the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains!"

Except for the Langyin Ghost King, the rest of the demon kings didn't laugh much.

At this time, several demon kings who temporarily took refuge in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains also arrived.

A demon king said angrily: "You dead ghost, you rashly launched a blood sacrifice, do you know that we are still in the demon army?"

The Langyin Ghost King said nonchalantly: "What's the matter, aren't you all coming back alive?"

The demon king was almost angry.

He strode forward, stretched out a pair of furry claws, and was about to grab the cloak of the Langyin Ghost King.

The ghost fire in the eyes of the Langyin Ghost King flickered, and suddenly flashed, turned into a cloud of smoke, and rushed out.

The smoke penetrated the demon king's body, and then condensed again into the appearance of the Langyin Ghost King.

At this time, there were other demon kings who found out that something was wrong.

The majestic body of the demon king had become stiff, and a pair of fierce eyes had completely lost their brilliance.

He was killed by the Langyin Ghost King!

Langyin Ghost King smiled predictively: "You have finally survived from the sea of blood, I advise you to spare your lives." ”

The rest of the demon kings were awe-inspiring, and the eyes of the Langyin Ghost King became more and more jealous.

The biggest disadvantage of the ghost clan is their numbers, but this has also become their advantage.

Whether it is a demon or a human race, its methods have long been thoroughly studied.

But few people know the methods of the ghost clan, and even if anyone knows a little, it is only a scale and half a claw.

A demon king was killed instantly by the Langyin Ghost King.

Many demon kings didn't even understand how the demon king died.

The Langyin Ghost King was very relaxed, and he couldn't tell that he had just killed a demon king.

You know, nominally, the demon king is also his companion for the time being.

The Langyin Ghost King said: "Okay, the Terran Coalition has entered the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains. ”

"Now, we can sit back and wait for the sea of blood to dissipate, and then enjoy their tragic deaths. ”

Speaking of the Terran Alliance, the faces of the demon kings looked a little better.

After all, the dead demon king and the remaining demon kings are not the same clan, and they have no friendship with each other.

This time, they were busy before and after, and what they did was not to punish the Terran coalition army and take revenge!

Anyway, the ones who died were all the demon clans of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, and it had little to do with them.

Thinking of this, except for the four demon kings of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, the rest of the demon kings were a little happy.

The demon kings all looked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge.

The entire Ten Thousand Burial Ridge has been wrapped in a sea of blood.

The sea of blood was strange, surrounding the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge, slowly pouring into it, without spreading outward.

The demon kings looked at the sea of blood and couldn't help but be afraid.

This weird thing, it's terrifying!

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To the southeast of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge, the Terran coalition has entered the only gap in the entire mountain range.

Many generals of the coalition forces of the three provinces have changed their faces.

Could it be that Mr. Yin Ming miscalculated?

This seems to be the entrance to the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains!

This time, even Liu Moyang couldn't help but hesitate.

The sea of blood was behind them, already some distance.

Liu Moyang, Hua Zhuliu, and Cui Zhengdi stopped the army and went to Xiongche to find Yin Ming together.

The disciples of Yuan Jiu, Zhu Mingfei and Yin Ming also arrived.

Yuan Jiu said: "Brother Ming, we seem to have walked to the entrance of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge. ”

Yin Ming nodded and said, "I commanded it." ”

"The sea of blood in all directions has been encircled, and I estimate that only in this mountain range can there be a glimmer of life. ”

Everyone was stunned, they didn't expect that this was actually designed and arranged by Yin Ming.

Hua Zhuliu asked, "Mr. Yin Ming, are you really sure?"

Yin Ming said: "Where can we talk about certainty." ”

"Now it's just a matter of seeing the tricks and getting through this crisis step by step. ”

In his words, for some reason, there was a taste of control, which made everyone feel a little relieved.

Liu Moyang and the other three governors all returned to the army separately, on the one hand, to appease the army, and on the other hand, they followed Yin Ming's command and entered the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains.

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Outside, the remnants of the demon clan have gathered in one place.

Although there were heavy casualties today, the demon kings still held a grand celebration.

In the final analysis, the life of the demon soldier is not very important to the demon king.

Although the four demon kings of Ten Thousand Burial Ridge were a little distressed, they were not too much.

When the demon clan celebrated, in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, a shocking killing intent suddenly erupted.

A demon king of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge said: "The Terran coalition has touched the terror in the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge!"

When he said this, he rejoiced in the colors.

Those weird and terrifying are all strong men who died in battle in ancient times, and their residual essence is reborn.

Although the four demon kings occupy the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge, the territory they occupy is less than one-tenth of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge.

Most of the land, they don't dare to set foot in at all.

Now the danger of the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge has been completely activated by the Langyin Ghost King, and it is even more murderous every step of the way, and every inch is full of danger.

The Terran coalition does not know the horror of it, and if they enter rashly, there will inevitably be death or life.

In the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge, endless roars were already heard.

There are strong people of the human race, and there are also powerful people of the demon race.

Obviously, these sounds all came from the weirdness of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains.

The demon kings' hearts became more and more stable.

This time, the Terran coalition will definitely die.

What kind of Terran devil is also in danger.

Thinking of the big devils who shocked the Quartet of the West Mountains and slaughtered many demon kings, and indirectly died in their own hands, the demon kings couldn't help but feel hot in their hearts.

Especially the demon king who temporarily took refuge in the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains.

They were already imagining how the demon lord would reward them.

With this merit, it may be possible to re-establish the territory and dominate the side again.

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In the Ten Thousand Burial Mountains, the Terran coalition has encountered great danger.

On the ground, countless giant claws of white bones were poking out of the ground.

Not only in front of the great army, but also in the great army.

It's a big mess!

Yin Ming jumped up.

He was full of energy, standing in the Ten Thousand Burial Ridge where the corpses were full of spirit, like the sun in the dark night.

He waved his Chinese Dao Zhu pen and sketched out a line of poetry.

"On the Tianhe Armor Washing Soldiers, set up the flag and flip the shadow. ”

It was he who wrote the war poems before the army set out.

I saw that in the corpse air flow, a long river of literary qi suddenly fell from the sky.

The long river of culture hangs down from the sky, running through the heavens and the earth.

(End of chapter)