The clouds of the Death World are very thick, and Yechen has flown with Lan Wen for three days and three nights, but they have not penetrated the clouds. So Yechen didn't know what was behind the clouds of this dead world.

But at this moment, above the endless thick clouds, there was a young scholar driving a flat boat, driving on the clouds.

The scene here is completely different from the gloomy and gloomy atmosphere below.

In the sky, a huge sun and moon hung high in the east and west at the same time, with the sun in the east and the moon in the west.

In addition, the starry sky is full of stars and blooms with silver light. The brilliance of these stars is so bright that even the rays of the sun cannot obscure the brilliance of the stars. Twelve of the stars were particularly bright, evenly divided in the sky.

The sun, moon and stars formed a very beautiful pattern, and the grandeur of this pattern far exceeded the stars that Yechen watched when he was in the Martial God Continent.

The scholar was dressed in a white scholar's robe, wearing a scholar's crown and hat, and stood at the bow of the boat with his hands pinned behind him, looking at the starry sky.

Suddenly, there was a star in the east that had been very dim and suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, the brilliance of the star surpassed all the stars, and the twelve stars that were originally bright were dimmed in an instant.

But it only lasted a ten-thousandth of a second, and it was back to the same state. If it weren't for the strength of this scholar, who kept staring at the stars, I am afraid that he would only think it was an illusion.

"The star of destiny is turning the world upside down! The star is born, and changes will arise! The world is finally about to usher in a turning point. My Xia Yu's fate will eventually come. Lord of Destiny, I don't know if you are willing to accept my purple microstar. ”

The boat's speed suddenly picked up and it headed east.

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Yechen spent thirty years on the Levitating Island, helping the Terrans refine a new batch of dragon blood.

Among them, the lowest level of dragon blood is three catties. Half a catty of blood refined by Wuzong's dragon blood, and half a catty of Martial Emperor-level dragon blood. One thousand drops of dragon blood in the Immortal Realm, five hundred drops of dragon blood in the Immortal Realm, and one hundred drops of dragon blood in the Saint Venerable Realm.

These dragon blood essences are all refined with a large amount of dragon blood, not one drop at a time.

After refining this time, almost all the divine beasts of the upper gods needed to be raised for tens of thousands of years and eat countless materials before they could recover the lost blood essence.

According to the prior agreement, the fifty drops of the finished dragon blood of the superior god harvested by Yechen, and the rest of the dragon blood, Yechen did not ask for it, after all, there was no shortage, and it could be refined at any time if he wanted.

It's just the dragon blood of the upper god level, it's too difficult to get. In the past, in the dark rice field, Yechen was only willing to exchange two drops, but now if it weren't for the great cause of the human family, Yechen would not be able to harvest so much dragon blood.

After handing over the dragon blood to Ye Zixuan, Yechen got up and said goodbye to Ye Zixuan and the others.

Leaving from the Void Star, Yechen returned to Chenxing, and then in Chenxing's secret room, Yechen's thoughts communicated with the world of death.

Then the spatial vortex appeared, and Yechen used the illusion to wrap his body, turning it into the breath of a dead creature, and then stepped into the vortex of dead space.

The familiar and rich aura of death reappeared, and the picture scroll of the vast dead aura was once again displayed in front of Yechen.

"Boom!" the space shook violently.

In front of the night, there are countless armies on display.

Lan Wen stood on top of a bone dragon, a god-level bone dragon that was taken in by Lan Wen and became Lan Wen's mount.

Around Lan Wen, the little skeleton and the others slapped side by side behind Lan Wen, followed by countless gods behind them.

Whether in the air or on the ground, there are countless armies of death.

In front of the army of death, there is a blank space, and in front, there are countless armies.

"Huh?" Yechen was distracted and noticed that something was wrong.

In the past, all the enemies Lan Wen encountered were the kind of dead creatures that were muddy, even if they had wisdom like Xiu'er, they were mostly lone rangers, although there were countless dead creatures in the territory, but there was never a scene of queues.

The opposing army's army was not only neatly lined up, but also like Lan Wen's side, with a degree of coordination and discipline.

This is more like the army carried by the generals of the intelligent races of the Three Realms.

This also means that the enemy on the opposite side is by no means an ordinary strong man.

What's even more incredible is that the soldiers on both sides are controlled by the commander to line up, and then watch the sky.

There, there was actually a "fighting general!"

Yes, each side sends a master, in the fight.

Generally speaking, the role of the fighting general is to kill the opponent's generals, so as to achieve the effect of boosting the opponent's morale.

Can...... Dead creatures, have the morale of Nima?

Before the boss could charge, all the dead creatures rushed out.

Could it be that the dead creatures on the other side really have morale? Will they think knowingly? The dead creatures they encountered before were all muddy, far inferior to those dead creatures in the underworld.

Whether it is the underworld or the dead creatures within the scope of the human race, as long as they reach the Martial Sect, they will have their own consciousness, and after they reach the Martial Saint, their wisdom is no less than that of ordinary human races.

But in this world of death, Yechen encountered many gods who were confused and did not give birth to spiritual intelligence.

The army in front of him brought a very unusual feeling to Yechen.

The two sides of the fight are the Death Ant and a Dragon.

The black body of the dark dragon is fifty meters long, flapping its wings like a moving mountain, the silver eyes on the dragon's head are shining with blood, and the mouth is open to reveal sharp teeth, looking very fierce.

Compared to the Immortal Dragon, the Death Ant looks much smaller, with a body that is only three meters long.

The dragon was huge, but it was very agile, constantly moving around.

This is a dark dragon that has just entered the upper god, and the dead pit ant is only the peak of the middle god.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current Dark Dragon is being pressed and beaten by the Dead Immortal Ant.

The Death Ant is very fierce, its sharp tentacles are tough and sharp, leaving wounds under the black scales of the Dark Dragon.

The Dark Dragon, also a dragon. Although it is not a dragon like a divine dragon, the giant dragon is also a very powerful existence, belonging to the top race of the Three Realms, standing at the peak of the Three Realms.

The dragon of the underworld is a symbol of strength in the underworld.

The scales on his body, even if they were artifacts of the same level, were difficult to tear apart easily.

But now, Yechen saw a piercing grinding sound of the scales under the pair of tentacles of the Death Ant, and then the scales were torn apart, and black blood flowed out.

The dragon's wings suddenly flapped out, slapping it on the body of the Dead Ant, smashing him from the sky and slamming it into the ground, smashing into a huge pit.

Then, the dragon opened its mouth, and a blue flame appeared from its mouth, and then poured down from the sky, burning the earth that the Dead Ants had smashed into a sea of fire, and the earth was burned into boiling magma.

It's a terrifying Nether Fire.

(End of chapter)