The war continued on, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed.

In the past 100 years, Zhang Che followed the sect leader to conquer the Quartet, conquer cities and villages, and made countless contributions to the ancient cult.

In Muning Prefecture, stories about him also began to circulate.

The situation in the entire state has been divided into two forces.

More and more people have sided with the ancient cults, and more and more people are still sticking to them.

"It's a bit boring. ”

Zhang Che was dressed in a big hat, sitting high in the attic, looking at the majestic imperial city in front of him.

They had already occupied most of the territory and had once again attacked the front of the imperial city.

If this battle can be won and the imperial city is taken, it is equivalent to holding the lifeblood of the entire human race.

"Genius, waste material, in the end, is just a blur. Zhang Che whispered and stood up.

He had a bad premonition that there would be some variables in this battle.

"That's it, I've already broken through the Emperor Realm, what is there to be afraid of?" Zhang Che took out the ancient evil order in his hand and walked towards the battlefield.

On the side of the ancient cult, there were only two people in front of the formation, the sect leader and Zhang Che.

The sect leader was shrouded in a black robe, never showing his true face, and was extremely mysterious.

On the side of the Imperial City, many strong people have been dispatched.

The body of the human emperor is still on the border battlefield, and the spirit body is sitting in the palace, and his strength is limited and he cannot participate in the war.

Everyone also knew the truth, and their faces were solemn.

Many strong men of the human race lined up on the tall city wall, confronting the two of the ancient cult.

"That guy still doesn't dare to come out," Zhang Che shook his head, "Such a person is not enough to protect the human race, and he is not worthy of being the emperor of the people!"

"The border battlefield is constantly clashing, and the emperor needs to be in charge. Cheng Jue said coldly, "Besides, you dare to come over with just two people!"

"What about two people, the gap in the realm is not something that can be made up by quantity. ”

Zhang Che was expressionless and said coldly.

In his hand, the Ancient Evil Order erupted with evil light, and half of the battlefield was shrouded in a layer of blood.

"In the Blood Sacrifice Realm, you have finally come to your senses. Under the black robe, the sect leader said lightly, "From now on, you can face everything alone." ”

"Everything I have is given by the ancient cult, don't say such things. Zhang Che frowned and turned around and said.

The Sect Master didn't care, and walked straight to the Imperial City, and with every step he took, a blood-colored lotus bloomed under his feet.

"This ......" Zhang Che was horrified in his heart, this was his domain, but he was directly used by the sect master, and stepped out step by step with secret methods in it.

"Don't mix our accounts with them. ”

In the direction of the imperial city, the voice of the ghost emperor came leisurely.

Dressed in gray, he paced out of the void, a staircase of countless ghosts beneath his feet.

Step by step, the two walked towards each other, and as they drew closer, countless cracks appeared on the ground they volleyed through.

Until the end, with every light step they took, a huge pit would sink into the ground.

Even so, these two people are like immortals, with elegant figures, just passing through the air.

The faces of the two were indifferent, and they staggered, and no one saw them make a move, but the heavens and the earth suddenly lost color at that moment, and the entire battlefield collapsed.

Everyone felt suffocation, and the coercion against the sky was like a mountain falling out of thin air.

The moment the two of them passed by, there was even a gap in that space, and in the next moment, they escaped into the gap and disappeared.

For a strong person of this level, their battlefield is at a higher level, and only in this way will they not hurt the innocent.

The ancient evil order in Zhang Che's hand flashed, and at the moment when the two ghost emperors disappeared, he launched an attack and raised his hand to blast at Cheng Jue.

He has already stepped into the emperor realm, although he is far inferior to the two ghost emperors, who have been emperors for many years, and are about to break through the monks of a higher realm, but after all, he is already an emperor-level powerhouse.

Cheng Jue is not more than a person in his eyes.

Moreover, his realm is indeed higher, which Cheng Jue cannot accept.

"Stop it. ”

A whisper came from the endless distance, and with it, there was also a powerful and domineering aura.

This aura was like a sharp blade, piercing from the source of the sound, blocking between Zhang Che and Cheng Jue.

"Domain?" Zhang Che frowned, the owner of this voice actually distorted the domain and used it as his own weapon.

And, although the voice was indifferent, it made him feel threatened enough.

What a skillful skill and a strong coercion it can achieve!

What's even more amazing is that there are several aura that are speeding here, among which there are several emperor-level powerhouses, as well as a monk who has become a digital god realm.

Their speed is terrifying, and they are only on foot, but they can match the Shrinking Talisman.

"It's Yang Zhaolie, they're finally back!"

Cheng Jue's face was happy, he was always worried, there were no emperor-level powerhouses stationed in the imperial city except for the ghost emperor, which was really embarrassing.

At this time, Yang Zhaolie and the others had already come out of the customs, which finally made him breathe a sigh of relief.

When those few breaths approached, it was really Yang Zhaolie and his party.

During the years of fighting, most of the teleportation array in the Imperial City had also been destroyed, and after they left the Eight Extremes Secret Realm, they had to rush back on foot.

Over the years, most of them have broken through to the Emperor Realm, far surpassing their former cultivation.

At the very least, now the defenders of the imperial city have balanced their strength with Zhang Che, so they don't have to worry about it anymore.

Seeing Yang Zhaolie, Zhang Che's eyes brightened a little, and he remembered Yang Mu, the old enemy who had long since disappeared.

"These people, are your hole cards?" Zhang Che coughed a few times, and said in a hoarse voice, "In that case, why don't I call a few helpers too." ”

As he spoke, the Blood Sacrifice Realm around him bloomed again, and it was a blood-colored ocean.

Countless ripples surged, and more than ten coffins slowly emerged from them.

"You always say that the Six Realms Divine Skill is evil art, let you see it now, the ultimate mystery of evil art!"

Zhang Che's right hand slowly raised, and the lids of those coffins began to tremble continuously, as if something was about to move inside.

"Don't let him get his way!"

Yang Zhaolie's ten fingers were clenched in the air, and the domains around him were shrouded in this half of the battlefield, and these domains were like a part of his body, turning into countless divine spears, wanting to pierce those coffins.

The sonorous sound kept coming, but the coffins did not move at all, and there was not even a trace left on them.

"There is no way to crack this kind of treasure with brute force. ”

A Divine Dawn Realm monk climbed the city wall and shouted, "Send me over, I can crack it!"

This person is Han Xiaotian, he has not made any progress in cultivation in the past hundred years, but he has understood some formations,

The scholar who followed Yang Zhaolie frowned, then lifted him up and took him to the battlefield.

"I only need a stick of incense," Han Xiaotian took out a few carving knives from his arms and said in a cold voice, "Senior, please protect me, he wants to go against the sky and resurrect the dead and the dead!"