Disciples of the War Clan, they have guarded the Xuanling Continent for thousands of years, and now the catastrophe is coming again, and these fallen Heavenly Blood of the War Clan have reappeared.

They used their spirits to block the first wave of attacks.

"Disciples of the War Clan, you still want to block my Nine Nether Realm, it's really ridiculous, the Xuanling Continent will definitely fall into the hands of my Nine Nether Realm, hahaha......"

At this moment, laughter suddenly came, and in the distant sky, an incomparably terrifying pitch-black gas struck, and the pitch-black gas carried an incomparably evil aura.

The people of the entire Xuanling Continent turned pale with fright.

"This is the ...... of the Nine Shades"

Han Yun muttered to himself, this Nine Shadows Qi Han Yun is no stranger, when he entered the Nine Shadows Realm through the fifth channel, Han Yun clearly felt the horror of the Nine Shadows Qi.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

Just when everyone thought that this Nine Shadows Qi was about to descend on the Xuanling Continent, the Nine Phantoms of the Void suddenly skyrocketed, instantly becoming tens of thousands of zhang in size one by one.

The God of War halberd in his hand has even become Fang Tian's painting halberd.

The battle halberd pointed into the distance, the battle intent shook the star core, the pitch-black gas, one by one, was scattered, the entire Xuanling Continent shook, and the distant heaven and earth seemed to be destroyed.

"What a strong attack!"

Han Yun's eyes were full of shock, the nine Heavenly Blood Ancestors were extremely terrifying, Han Yun estimated that his current self might not be able to stop even a move.

"The Warclan is undefeated!"

At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly sounded in the void, and with this sound, Han Yun only felt the heavenly blood in his body, boiling wildly.

A terrifying coercion spread from Han Yun's body.

The Heavenly Blood Ancestors of the Nine War Clans, the aura on their bodies was even more vast, and the power of the law seemed to have broken the void and reached the Nine Nether Realms.

"Ahh......hh

Suddenly there were screams from the void, and everyone hurriedly looked towards the void, only to see the endless void, and countless phantoms appeared at some point.

The aura on these phantoms is not strong.

The strongest is only the level of Tianzun, but the dense number, the scalp of everyone watching is numb for a while, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands?

Behind these phantoms, there are more Nine Nether Realm soul cultivators to kill.

"Millions of soul cultivators, so ......"

Han Yun took a deep breath and finally understood why the Seventh Army Military City gathered so many powerhouses, it was because of these millions of Divine Realm Soul Cultivators.

Most of them are used as cannon fodder.

If the Nine Nether Realm wants to enter the Xuanling Continent, the price paid is definitely greater than imagined, and the seal laid by the Nine Heavenly Bloods can not be broken so easily.

Even if it's a gap, it's not something they can get into.

"Ahh......hh

The screams sounded, and the nine Heavenly Blood Ancestors in the void seemed to be the gods of war in the Xuanling Continent, and every time the power of the law was struck, countless powerhouses fell.

"This battle is a bit too brutal......"

The corners of Han Yun's mouth twitched slightly, countless figures in the void, a steady stream, and the fallen soul cultivators, I don't know how much, in order to enter the Xuanling Continent, the price paid by the Nine Nether Realms.

It's really ......

"There are nine Heavenly Blood Guards, I'm afraid it's not so easy for these people to get in!"

Han Yun breathed a sigh of relief in his eyes.

If there are really millions of strong people entering the Xuanling Continent, then the entire Xuanling Continent may not even have the slightest obstacle.

The current Xuanling Continent is really too weak.

The strongest, but Tianzun.

The supreme powerhouse doesn't even have 10,000, compared to the 100,000 supreme powerhouses in the Nine Nether Realm, the difference is not a star and a half.

"Thank you to the nine gods of war!"

I don't know who exclaimed, countless people in the Xuanling Continent knelt on the ground, looking at the nine gods of war blocking the void, their eyes were full of awe.

If it weren't for the hindrance of these nine heavenly bloods.

The current Xuanling Continent has fallen into the fall, and the powerhouses of the Nine Nether Realm have entered the Xuanling Continent, and it is impossible for all the living beings on the Xuanling Continent to escape from the clutches of the devil.

"That's not right!"

Just when everyone was worshipping, Han Yun's eyes suddenly burst out with an incomparably terrifying light, and the nine Heavenly Bloods were still making a move.

Endless phantoms, still killing.

Screams are still ringing.

But no one noticed that the purple mark on the God of War Tower was now getting dimmer and fainter, and the purple light was getting weaker and weaker.

"System, what's this purple mark?"

Han Yun hurriedly asked towards the system.

"This is the blood pool, it is the source of the power of these nine Heavenly Blood Battle Souls, once the blood pool is exhausted, then the battle souls of these nine Heavenly Blood Ancestors will all dissipate!"

The voice of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.

"Pool of blood?"

"The source of the power of the Nine Ancestors?"

Han Yun's expression froze, and then he hurriedly asked, "How long can this blood pool support the nine ancestors to fight now?"

"According to the system's estimates, seventy percent of the power of this blood pool has dissipated, and the remaining thirty percent of the strength is only enough to support the nine Heavenly Blood Battle Souls for a quarter of an hour of fighting!"

The voice of the system sounded in Han Yun's mind.

"It's only a quarter of an hour......"

Han Yun's expression changed, in a quarter of an hour, even if the nine Heavenly Bloods could kill countless Nine Nether Realm powerhouses, it would be difficult to kill them all.

Han Yun knew it very well.

In the Seventh Military City, there were thirteen Emperor Strongmen, one Saint Honorable Strongman, and nearly 100,000 Supreme Strongmen.

Those who are shooting now are basically God Realm powerhouses.

"Look, those pitch-black gases are here again!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and everyone looked at the voice, only to see a large area of pitch-black gas in the endless void, as if the end was coming, killing everyone.

That pitch-black gas had not yet been killed, and everyone had already felt a terrifying force enveloping the entire Xuanling Continent.

It was as if as long as this gas fell, the entire Xuanling Continent would be destroyed.

"What a cunning Nine Nether Realm powerhouse, he began to use the Divine Realm Soul Cultivation to consume the power of the nine heavenly bloods, but now he has sent a supreme-level powerhouse, this wave of attacks, I'm afraid it will be ......"

Han Yun's eyes were gloomy, this wave of attacks was absolutely terrifying, and the nine Heavenly Blood Slaughter looked at millions of Divine Realm Soul Cultivators.

But this 100,000 Supreme Soul Cultivator.

Compared to the millions of God Realm soul cultivators in front of him, it was countless times more terrifying.

"Ahhh......h

The screams came again, and countless Supreme Soul Cultivators fell under the power of the law of the Nine Heavenly Bloods, but Han Yun's eyes were fixed on the purple mark that was getting fainter and fainter.

"System prompt: The power of the blood pool is only one percent, and the system estimates that if the blood pool is consumed now, there will be at least eighty thousand supreme powerhouses in the Nine Nether Realm to descend on the Xuanling Continent!"

At this moment, the voice of the system also sounded in Han Yun's mind.

(End of chapter)