The phalanx was disintegrating, and corpses were raining down with blood.

This rain of blood filled a large void, and it was extremely spectacular, and countless people died at every moment.

The lieutenant general under the werewolf began to activate the sound transmission formation.

"Be careful!" someone shouted, and then everyone felt something, and suddenly looked up overhead.

But he saw a black dot fall from the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and a touch of blood red shook violently behind him.

It's night!

"He's coming!" countless people subconsciously cried out in horror.

But Yechen's speed was too fast, and before anyone could react, the magic sword in his hand slashed downward.

"Get out of the way!" the werewolf leader flew up and slashed at Yechen with the sword in his hand.

Yechen's magic sword slashed down from above, and then heard a "bang", the sword in the werewolf leader's hand was swung away, and then in his big eyes, the magic sword shattered his body, slashed in from the top of his head, pulled out from his crotch, and was neatly cut in half.

Yechen's body did not stop, the sword continued to slash fiercely, and a huge sword shadow suddenly appeared on the magic sword, slashing at the fortune boat below.

"Boom!" The entire Fu Ship was slashed, and the general, who was still controlling the sound transmission formation, was also smashed by a sword, just like the others on the Fu Boat.

The drumming on the Fu boat also stopped abruptly.

Immediately, Yechen turned around and looked around with a cold gaze.

Next, it's time for the corpses to play.

On the other two ships, Heman and Di Fan stepped on.

The wails came and went.

"Run!" someone let out a frightened roar, and as soon as the man flew up, he was crushed by his hand.

Broken corpses were everywhere, and blood gradually gathered together on the fortune boat, gathering more and more. It then rushed vertically from the edge of the side boat to the ground below, forming a huge waterfall of blood.

More slaves were released by Nightchen to search for loot.

Large swaths of stone were uprooted along with the earth, and corpses were haphazardly stuffed into storage rings along with dirt and flesh.

Yechen stood under the dim sky, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and the wail of the alien race was the most beautiful note for Yechen.

Ling Xue flew over and stood next to Yechen, with palpitations still lingering in her eyes.

"More than 100,000 people. Ling Xue looked around and said.

"You pity them?" said Yechen with a smile.

"It's not!" Ling Xue said softly, "I have never seen a spectacular scene of more than 100,000 people wailing together, this feeling is very interesting! These people have killed too many of our compatriots." ”

"It's a pity that we can't appreciate it for too long!" Yechen said with a smile, his eyes looking ahead, and whispering, "I'm afraid there will be a steady stream of troops." ”

Ling Xue said, "Then, let's go to the dark rice field." ”

"There, is it really safe?" Yechen said softly, putting his life in the hands of others, Yechen always felt unsteady in his heart.

"There can be no mistake in His Holiness's guidance. He said that if it is safe there, it will be safe. Ling Xue said, "I am willing to vouch for it with my life." ”

"Hehe!" Yechen smiled, "I believe you." ”

All around, the servants flew in with dozens of slaves, and then offered countless bloody rings.

The treasure of hundreds of thousands of troops, although the worst of this army is only Wuzun, it is still an extremely considerable wealth.

The corpse ring in his left hand lit up, and Yechen brought many dead creatures back into the corpse ring, and then, together with Ling Xue, turned into two shadows and headed into the distance.

"Kill!" An hour later, Yechen was discovered by another army, and after five minutes of fighting, a large amount of loot was harvested.

A day later, after three battles again, Yechen finally flew into the barren mountains and stood in front of a canyon.

Inside the canyon, the smoke is so thick that you can't see the scenery clearly.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a checkpoint, and at the gate of the checkpoint stand sixteen soldiers wearing silver armor and holding spears.

Ling Xue pointed to the checkpoint from afar and said, "Inside, it's a dark rice field, and everyone needs to enter from that level." ”

At the same time, Yechen's right hand suddenly wrapped around Ling Xue's waist, and suddenly turned around, and Ling Xue, who was caught off guard, let out an exclamation: "Ah!"

Yechen's face was tense at this moment, and while his right hand was hugging Ling Xue, his left hand slammed forward.

"Boom~!" in the void, energy exploded.

In front of Yechen, a handsome young man appeared, wearing golden armor and long black hair fluttering behind his back.

This is the beautiful man of the fox clan and the lord of Tianluo City: Luo Geng.

Yechen's body retreated in the void, and then he heard Luo Geng let out a suspicious sound, as if it was strange that Yechen was able to catch his move.

Yechen is suffering words, the city lord of Tianluo City definitely has the strength to challenge the sixth layer of the Hope Tower, although it is not as perverted as a genius such as Situ Xueqin, but this kind of strength has steadily defeated Yechen.

Under the one-blow confrontation, Yechen's left hand was in a faint pain.

Yechen felt something in his heart, and while retreating, he suddenly turned around and slammed his palm into the back.

Behind him, a figure silently appeared in the void and slapped Yechen with him.

The energy exploded, and this time, the two were evenly divided.

This is the city lord of Xuanluo City, the third of the eight city lords.

Still caught up!

Yechen smiled hideously, then his cold gaze swept in all directions, and he sneered, "Looking for death?"

Luo Geng said lightly: "Your strength is about the same as the third child, this is beyond my expectations, fortunately, I didn't despise you, now, you will have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground." ”

Yechen said coldly: "I think you still underestimated. ”

Immediately after, Yechen stepped on the thunder light and suddenly rushed downward.

Yechen has no intention of fighting them at all, this is a dark rice field, who knows what kind of pervert is hidden, Yechen doesn't intend to expose his strength at all.

"What a speed!" exclaimed someone behind Yechen, and then another figure appeared from the darkness, and the silver spear stabbed down fiercely.

"Hehe!" Yechen turned and held the magic sword in front of him, blocking the stabbing silver spear.

At the same time, behind Yechen, another strong man stepped out of the void and slammed into Yechen with a punch.

"When you get here, no one wants to leave me behind!" Yechen laughed, raising the magic sword high in his right hand, and then slashing downward.

Martial Arts: Shadow Clone!

This is a low-end martial art that allows the body to instantly generate rapid movements, followed by a powerful blow.

This blow, the power is very average, the distance is very limited, and it is very power-consuming, but the victory is fast.

A sword slashed out, holding Ling Xue's Yechen, and suddenly appeared below.

Then, with a smile, Yechen handed a dark bead to one of the guards at the level, which was the fee to be paid to enter the dark rice field.

Each of these sixteen guards is a deity.

After finishing the matter, Yechen turned his head and waved goodbye to the Tianluo City City Lord who was standing in a row in the sky.

"Damn, what kind of speed is that!" the Tianluo City Lord roared angrily, "Obviously, they have already caught up with him. ”

(End of chapter)