The sky washed by the blood rain, looking from afar, seems to be hung with a thin layer of blood-colored clothing.

The choking smell of blood permeated the air, stepping out of the locked martial arts, the young man who had escaped from the predicament looked at the hell with a little worry, and thanked the old man Su Jun on the side: "Old man Su, why didn't Engong go to the Great Qian Empire with me and the others?"

The old man Su Jun Xie glanced at the Illusory Gate meaningfully, and sighed silently: "Han Zun has arrived in South Korea, as long as a few moments, Han Zun can appear here, if no one stays to contain Han Zun, how can all the clansmen present leave safely!"

Saying this, the old man's face showed a touch of admiration: "Engong stayed here to help me and others drag Han Zun!"

"Then I'll stay here!" the young man's eyes showed a determined look: "I Jiangliu is definitely not a person who is afraid of death!"

"Nonsense!" the old man shouted sharply: "If you and I stay here, we will become a burden to Engong!"

"Cumbersome!" The young man's eyes darkened in vain, and when he remembered the scene when Ye Chen easily killed Zhang Ping before, he knew that Engong's strength must be the existence of condensing the three origin bodies.

"That's why Engong asked me to leave here, two, if you continue to talk here, you won't be able to leave for a while!"

The young woman twisted her slender willow waist, and at this moment she had changed into a white dress, and her face, which had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, was a little pale, but she could not hide her noble temperament.

"Luo Li is right, if I wait here for a few more breaths, Engong will have to hold Han Zun for a few more breaths!"

The old man nodded, resolutely turned around, and rushed towards the east with more than a thousand Martial God Election Clans.

Seeing Jiang Liu's expression, the young woman hesitated, and her slender jade hand directly grabbed Jiang Liu's neck and followed closely.

Boom! Millions, even thousands, of sword light swept through the heavens and the earth. Endless sword qi swept out.

Standing in the hell, Ye Chen's eyes widened slightly, outside the hell, the words of the old man and the others came into his ears clearly, and he was also secretly relieved to see the tens of thousands of Martial God Electors leaving.

The furious black wind swept by, merging into the black tornado.

A terrifying tearing force spread out from within the black tornado, tearing at the surrounding heaven and earth.

"This endless Gangfeng origin must not be wasted!"

"Now I can't condense the body of the Gangfeng Origin, I can only integrate these Gangfeng Origins into the body!"

Ye Chen secretly calculated in his heart: "Suowu Hell is tens of millions of miles away from Xinzheng, the imperial capital of South Korea. Even with Han Zun's speed, it will take a moment to arrive!"

"This little time is enough time for me to control the black tornado in front of me!" Ye Chen muttered softly, raised his steps, and walked towards the black tornado.

A thin white suit hunted, the long hair behind Ye Chen's back danced like a snake, and a terrifying will surged out in his body, permeating the heavens and the earth, suppressing the wind in the sky.

This black wind is extremely terrifying. It's powerful enough to tear through space.

Rao is Zhang Ping, who was guarding Hell before, did not dare to approach, but stood a hundred zhang away.

The black wind swept over and crashed into Ye Chen. The strength contained in it is enough to weigh tens of millions of catties.

"Although the tempering of the flesh by this Gangfeng rule is not as good as the Thunder Rule, it is better than nothing!" Ye Chen muttered softly, bearing the impact of the Gangfeng rule with the horror of his current flesh. Undamaged.

Holding the bleeding Qilin Sword, Ye Chen stepped into the black tornado without slowness.

The force of the tear inside it was enough to tear a martial arts realm apart.

"The hell of the Qi country is a condensation of endless fire origins. And here is the condensation of the endless Gangfeng origin!"

"It seems that my future breakthrough opportunity can only be found in the hells of the countries, and then there is only life and death, cause and effect, and the origin of the two rules!" Ye Chen pondered, sat down cross-legged, the long hair behind him suddenly danced wildly, and a tearing force more terrifying than the black tornado spread out in Ye Chen's body, at this moment, Ye Chen was like a black hole, and all the black winds that were close to him rolled towards Ye Chen frantically and merged into Ye Chen's body.

A dull sound echoed in Ye Chen's body, Ye Chen's whole person was like a demon god, filled with a terrifying aura, and its black tornado was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the imperial capital of South Korea, Xinzheng!

Han Zun looked at the imperial palace that had turned into ruins, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and several surviving courtiers stood behind him, and he only promised: "After that person appeared, he exerted a magical power, and a terrifying giant palm appeared in the sky, and the civil and military ministers and our emperor took action one after another, and even used the power of the empire to break this giant palm, but a terrifying trend appeared on the giant palm in vain, breaking the offensive of our emperor and others, and when the giant palm fell, no one in the imperial palace was spared!"

Saying this, the courtier raised his head, glanced at Han Zun, and said worriedly: "Emperor Zun, a few days ago, my emperor has sent an envoy to the front line to ask for peace with the Qin army, ceding dozens of counties and counties, and now if the Qin army knows about the fall of our emperor and the three dukes and nine kings, the Qin army may not agree to sue for peace, and continue to attack our country, with the strength of the current empire, it will not be able to stop the invasion of the Qin army!"

"Seek peace!" Han Zun raised his eyebrows, and a coercion turned into a storm and swept across the sky, "Ceding the county and seeking peace?"

Under this coercion, everyone in mid-air knelt on the ground one after another, and said in fear: "It is the attention of the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, and the persecution of the ministers, our emperor has to take it!"

"Rubbish!" Han Zun snorted coldly, he knew in the past that these Korean nobles were greedy for pleasure and cowardly in their bones, but he didn't expect that they would do such a spineless thing, "What about Zhang Liang?"

In that blood rain, Han Zun did not perceive Zhang Liang's breath, indicating that Zhang Liang had not fallen.

"My emperor took back the military power in Zhang Liang's hands, and Zhang Liang left Korea!" The courtier's head was lowered and touched the ground, not daring to look directly at Han Zun's figure.

"Stupid!" Han Zun's eyes were full of anger, among the many Korean nobles, he was the only one who valued Zhang Liang, and even wanted to accept Zhang Liang as an apprentice, who knew that Zhang Liang would be forced away by this group of mediocre ministers, at this moment, Han Zun finally tried the taste of Wei Cai.

"Hmph! Five generations, you will destroy the foundation of my empire, this hatred, the deity is in mind!"

"If it weren't for the emperor's covenant, the deity would have to break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Endless anger spread in Han Zun's heart, and the feeling of not being able to move even though he knew who the enemy was made Han Zun feel a burst of resignation.

However, at this moment, a faint fluctuation arose between heaven and earth.

Han Zun's face changed drastically, and a deafening roar rose to the sky: "Five generations, in this life, the deity will never die with you!"

Its voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth and swept out, and under the gaze of countless doubtful eyes, Han Zun's entire body disappeared directly between heaven and earth, and a brilliant sword rainbow swept straight away from the Martial Hell.

......

Hell, the terrible silence of death.

The howl of Gangfeng had dissipated at some point, and the whole hell seemed to have become a barren existence.

Ye Chen fell in the air, and around his body, wisps of fresh wind lingered.

The black tornado had already dissipated and completely integrated into Ye Chen's body.

The Moon God Mark glowed with a faint silver light, Ye Chen's face was slightly pale, controlling such a majestic Gangfeng Origin was also an extremely energy-consuming thing for him.

At this very moment, the dead hell shook in vain.

An unprecedented oppression suddenly descended on hell and shrouded Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's eyes widened, his inner essence sparkled, and his eyes showed a touch of anticipation: "It's finally here!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the huge illusory door in front of him shatter open.

Hell shook, and an aura like an ancient beast appeared in front of him.

"I didn't expect you to dare to wait for the deity here!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Han Zun's figure walked out of the shattered illusory door, and this illusory door was blasted open by him with a punch!

Boom! An unprecedented coercion fell on Ye Chen, and Ye Chen knew that the moment Han Zun appeared, his aura locked him.

Standing up, Ye Chen looked at Han Zun with a calm face, and said lightly: "This seat has been congratulating here for a long time, and it is rare to meet a lone emperor, how can this seat miss this opportunity?"

Listening to the provocation in Ye Chen's words, Han Zun laughed angrily: "Arrogance!" (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )