"Reinforcements, here. With Ye Feng's words of relief, the entire void cracked.

Roar!

Roar!

In the eastern void, the roar of the dragon shook the sky, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at it, it was a Xuanjin dragon, each of which was blooming with dazzling divine light, and the high sky seemed to have become a sea of Xuanjin Qi, and one by one the dragons were leaping in it.

It was a huge scene, with 10,000 dragons roaring, carrying the aura of savagery, and the heavens were humming and trembling.

"The War Dragons. The Great Chu monks were in a state of great emotion, and they were all shocked by this scene.

"Legendary people, they have come to our rescue. ”

The war dragon clan was powerful, powerful and domineering, and everywhere they passed, the figures in the sky fell and turned into a blood mist.

Kill!

A strong man of the demon clan roared angrily, transformed into a golden dragon, and wanted to rush into the void, but before he could move, he was cut off by a shocking sword.

Airplanes!

The buzzing sound came, and the high heavens in the west were smashed by a huge divine tower, and the figures like a tide were killed, each with a strong momentum, led by the giants of the major factions in the land of Qilu, and they worked together to urge the Heavenly Realm Pagoda to bloom with ten thousand gods.

"Seniors of the Land of Qilu. There was another scream.

"They're back. "There are old monks who weep and cry silently.

The Heavenly Realm Pagoda hummed, the Hongguang Ten Thousand Dao, swept out the gods, and the pieces of the Soul Realm powerhouses exploded into blood mist, and even the Yuan Shen was crushed into ashes.

Rumble!

The southern firmament was smashed by a huge purple gold chariot, followed by a rumbling thunder, hundreds of ancient chariots crushed the void, and on each chariot, there was a powerful monk standing, holding Changge, swallowing the sky, but the leader was not Emperor Qi, it was a blonde young man, holding the broken halberd of Emperor Qi.

"It's Emperor Qi's subordinates. "Monk Da Chu was pleasantly surprised, seeing the broken halberd, everyone felt grief in their hearts, did Emperor Qi die in battle?

Emperor Qi's subordinates, fierce and domineering, drove the chariot, crushed the void, and everywhere they passed, dry bones filled the sky.

Bang!

The northern void was crushed by a copper furnace, tearing open a huge crack, and all the gods bloomed together, stepping into the sky, led by the head of the Beichen family and the Ouyang family, behind them, there were overwhelming figures, each stained with blood, but each of them had a high fighting spirit.

Kill!

Kill!

The shouts of killing continued one after another, and the void in all directions collapsed one after another, and the big cracks were torn open, like a wave of figures pouring in, clouds and mist rolling, and the murderous aura filled the sky.

"Reinforcements, that's our reinforcements!" Monk Da Chu spoke passionately, tears welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't cry.

"Kill!" the scream shook the sky, it was a roar from the soul.

"There is no regret about dying in battle!hahaha!" The old monks laughed, although they were old, they had regained the heroism of their youth, and burned the only remaining longevity in the extreme sublimation, and they were going to end brilliantly in the last period of their lives.

Reinforcements from all over the world rushed in, like a rolling ocean, drowning.

The war is back!

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Blood flowers bloomed in the void, extremely gorgeous, and there were battles for thousands of miles, stained red by blood.

When the reinforcements arrived, the Great Chu monks instantly redeemed their defeat, their fighting spirit was high, the blood in their bodies was boiling, and they appeared like flames, this is a big melee that never stops, either you die or I die.

The war swept the entire land of Qilu, this is not a decisive battle, but it is like a decisive battle.

In the crowd, Ye Feng's holy body burst and crumbled, looking at the bloody battle in the sky, he showed a tired smile, and when the breeze blew, he fell into the sky.

"Young master. Zixia moved in one step and dragged Ye Feng back.

Burst!

Ye Feng's holy body was still exploding, and the domineering backlash of the Nine Tribulations Against the Dragon Dao made his muscles and bones shatter inch by inch, turning into essence, and dissipating between heaven and earth, no matter how Zixia suppressed it, it did not stop the trend of Ye Feng's holy body collapsing.

He was too seriously injured, he fought for the chaos body, was besieged by several supremes, burned the origin of the holy body one after another, and frequently used forbidden secret techniques, even if he did not die in battle, most of them would be killed in this domineering backlash.

Not far away, the young master of the temple slashed a great power of the demon clan with a halberd, and he came in three or two steps, and when he saw Ye Feng's situation, he turned over and took out half a pill.

This elixir is purple-golden, with a heavenly breath overflowing, radiant and colorful, spraying with colorful glow, and there are broken runes on it, containing a huge amount of qi and blood, although there is only half of it, but it swallows all things by itself, and there are visions accompanying it during the period, which seems to be looming.

"Shengyang Jindan. Zixia seemed to recognize this elixir, and there was a flash of shock in her eyes.

Legend has it that this Holy Yang Golden Pill is tempered by the origin of the Holy Yang Body of the past dynasties, which melts a lot of anti-heaven divine materials, since the day of birth, it breeds spirituality, swallows the spirit of heaven and earth, absorbs the light of the sun and the moon, and it is said that the holy lord of the temple of the year, it is because of taking this elixir to help him leap into the heavenly realm, which is a rare one of the anti-heaven elixirs.

"This is my father's keeping, and it may save his life. "The young master of the temple handed over the Holy Yang Golden Pill.

"But. Zixia whispered.

"I don't care so much. The young master of the temple said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, he was about to raise his hand and punch the Holy Yang Golden Pill into Ye Feng's body.

Airplanes!

But the Holy Yang Jin Dan was buzzing and trembling, it really had spirituality, blooming with divine brilliance, spraying brilliant colors, as if it was unwilling, as if it only entered the body of the Holy Yang vein, even if Ye Feng was a more domineering holy body, it was still resisted by it.

"He's more important to me. The young master of the temple muttered again, and immediately crushed the Holy Yang Golden Pill and directly smashed it into Ye Feng's body.

Soon, the medicinal power of the Holy Yang Golden Pill dissolved in Ye Feng's body, and the purple-golden qi and blood turned into thousands of threads, and every strand of it turned into a small dragon, spreading from Ye Feng's sea to the various tendons and veins in his body, repairing Ye Feng's cracked golden bones.

Thorn!

Then, one after another purple gold lightning rays swam all over Ye Feng's body, making every corner of Ye Feng's body seem to be in a catastrophe, and there was a thunderous sound, refining his muscles and bones, absorbing and gathering the origin of the holy body, and even making the collapsed holy body stop alive.

"It really works. Zixia showed joy.

Seeing that Ye Feng's holy body was not dispersing, the young master of the temple breathed a deep sigh of relief, looking at Ye Feng's tired face, he showed a bright smile, and Ye Feng's cause and effect started from the dark capital, but it will continue forever, he will always remember that he has another name, called Ye Ping.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The bloody battle continued, and one after another blood flowers burst and filled the entire void.

Da Chu completely gained the upper hand, like a whirlwind of clouds, so that all parties were unable to turn over, and the land of Qilu was stained red with blood.

"Retreat!" a royal dragon of the demon clan roared, turned into a huge golden dragon, tore the void, and fled to the demon clan's lair with the remnants of the demon clan's defeated general.

"Retreat!" The dark night of the god organization and several great god generals also drank violently, and the killers of the god organization who were still attacking and killing in the shadows hid their breath and escaped through secret methods, wanting to follow the demon clan and return to the secret place of the god organization.

"Retreat!" The soul generals of the Soul Realm also went crazy, and they opened up the huge domain platform, and the powerhouses of the Soul Realm who were still participating in the bloody battle were all swept up, and then shattered the void and fled to their ancestral land.

"Never die. The roar shook like thunder, Xiao Chen turned into a huge Xuanjin Divine Dragon, the first to kill in the direction of the demon clan, the dragon roared behind him, and a huge dragon body followed behind.

"Blood debt and blood payment. "Emperor Qi's subordinates, driving ancient chariots, crushed the void, chasing in the direction of fleeing in the Soul Realm, and there were endless Great Chu powerhouses following behind them, vowing to enter the Soul Hall and completely destroy the Soul Realm.

"Wait, come with me. "The ancestor of the Xuantian vein shook the heavens and the earth, cast a secret method, broke through the sky, supported a void channel, and went straight to the ancestral land of the god organization.

The battle was shattered, and it ended brilliantly three days later.

Emperor Qi, Guan Zhong, and Jiujian Immortal each fought a Heavenly Realm Yin soldier in the battle of the underworld, and they all died in battle; Ouyang Wang Yuanshen was frustrated and fell into a deep sleep; Xuantian Ancestor Shouyuan dried up and turned into a bloody battle; Beichen and Ouyang family masters were extremely sublimated in the battle of Qilu, and finally came to an end.

This battle swept the entire Great Chu, and there were too many heroes killed in the battle, countless of them.

The tragic battle was finally accompanied by brilliant results, in this battle, the Yama Hall collapsed, and the underworld was destroyed; the Soul Realm was almost wiped out, and the Soul Hall was reduced to ashes in the war; the demon clan was defeated, and none of the Jiaolong royal clan was spared, and the remnants of the army were defeated and fled far away from the Great Chu Frontier; the killers of the god organization were almost completely wiped out, and they fled back to the temple in the dark night, and escaped by luck with the help of the array; the army of the Netherworld was killed and wounded, and the body of the Netherworld was broken and escaped, but the mysterious and powerful Holy Lord of the Netherworld did not show up in the end.

The great enemies of the great Chu heroes of the past dynasties have been destroyed one after another, and only the mysterious Yin Netherworld Holy Land is still dormant.

A day later, outside the Nine Heavens, a blood-stained robe floated down, engraved with the word "Netherworld", and before the robe landed, it was pocketed by a young man named Yin Tianqi and disappeared.

Three days later, a piece of Xuanjin dragon scales fell into nothingness, stained with blood, and there seemed to be a dragon's groan echoing in it, and it was taken by Xiao Chen, the young master of the war dragon clan, and welcomed back to the ancestral land of the war dragon.

Nine days later, there was a cry from the Great Wilderness, looking at the blood-colored phoenix feathers falling from the sky, tears flowed all over his face.

On the blood-colored land of Qilu, the blood-colored clouds and mist have endured for a long time, a blood-colored long river flows, buried countless heroic souls, and the joy of victory makes the monks of Dachu cry silently, all wearing vegetarian clothes, and erecting countless tombstones, called: Hero's Tomb.

After the war, the various factions of Dachu were greatly injured, and they retreated one after another in a few days, returning to the ancestral land to recuperate, I am afraid that there will be no major war for a long time.

At this moment, an unknown space was cut out of a gap by a sword, and then a white-haired young man walked in with a sword, with a leisurely temperament, on the surface he was a person, but if he looked closely, it was more like a thundering sword.

After him, more than a dozen figures walked in, each with a strong momentum.

"Hopefully it's in time. The white-haired young man muttered, stepping forward, like an unsheathed divine sword, the edge was unstoppable, opening up a spatial passage in this void space, taking the first step and opening the way in front.

More than a dozen figures rushed in, until the last woman wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix hairpin couldn't help but look at the ethereal nothingness below before stepping into the space passage, and her clear beautiful eyes seemed to be full of endless entrustment.

"Little ones, Da Chu is handed over to you, be sure to hold on until we return. ”