In March, the grass grows and the warbler flies!

The catkins are flying, and the sky is full of catkins like snow.

Handan, the imperial capital of Zhao State.

The empire that once dominated one side is now like an old man in the twilight, lifeless.

Busy traffic is extremely common in Handan, where shops are mostly closed on both sides of the huge streets.

The turbulent situation caused countless people of Zhao to leave their hometowns, and also affected Zhao's economy.

At this moment, Zhao Guo is extremely depressed.

The whole earth trembled wildly, and the empty streets were filled with a cold smell of iron and blood.

An iron horse surged out like a flood beast.

In the wine shop, the sparse drinkers watched the army go away, and they all sighed slightly: "Imperial country, sunset dusk!"

This sentence is extremely popular among the people of Handan, and the sun sets at dusk and finally sets.

"The front line is urgent, and the imperial court is sending troops to reinforce the front line this time?"

"It's not the front line, I heard the big Sima in the court say that this time the army is not going to the front line, but to lock up the martial arts!"

"Hell, are you kidding? The empire is in danger, and you have to send someone to guard that prison?"

"A few days ago, the lock martial hell of the Chu State was breached, and I am afraid that it will be the turn of my Zhao State in the near future!"

The iron rider walked away, leaving a trail of whispers.

Zhao State Suowu Hell, compared to the eerie sea of death of Chu State Suowu Hell, Zhao State Hell seems a little poetic.

A vast sea of forests, with a gentle breeze blowing, setting off layers of green waves.

And the exit of Suowu Hell is located in this forest sea, with soft willows swaying and willow catkins flying.

On the cyan ancient road, the cold Zhao Guotie rode unmoved, this ancient road spanned the entire half of the forest sea, and its ancient road was above it. Filled with mystical time fluctuations, the falling catkins fell on it, some instantly turned into tall willows, and some turned into ashes.

Bang bang! The cyan ancient road trembled slightly, and the snow that fell on it bounced away.

A fierce iron horse surged like a tide, and immediately pulled up the reins of the horse and stood on both sides of the cyan ancient road.

In the past few days, countless Zhao Guotie horses have gathered here.

There are millions of iron horsemen guarding here.

At the end of the cyan trail. Countless tall willows are intertwined with each other, like an arch.

And there was a terrifying fluctuation on it, bursts of brilliant green light flowing on this arch, obviously, this was the illusory gate of the hell of Zhao Kingdom.

In front of this illusory door, two figures stood.

One of them, with its tall back like a majestic mountain, gives people a shocking oppression when standing here. At the same time, this figure was filled with a cold iron-blooded aura, and the white robe was already blood-red, obviously. This man is a veteran of the battlefield.

With a gesture, the intention of killing is permeated.

The iron riders around looked at this figure with a slightly fanatical look.

Li Mu, one of the four famous generals of Tiangang.

is also the only one who is Li Mu. has such a temperament.

And standing beside Li Mu, a radiant old man, although gray-haired. However, there was a glint in his eyes, and he was extremely wise.

For this old man, Rao is dignified Li Mu, and he deliberately stood half a step behind the old man, without him, just because of the old man's name, Lin Xiangru!

Zhao Guo has countless names, but there are only a handful of people who are famous in Tiangang, only Le Yi and Lin are similar.

Lin Xiangru half-squinted his eyes, staring at the swaying soft willows around him for a while, but Lin Xiang's expression was extremely solemn, and the right hand held in front of his chest in the past was also faintly flashing with rules.

"Will he come?" Above, the sun was shining, but Li Mu felt extremely depressed, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, Li Mu's voice was a little hoarse, and at the same time, there was a touch of murder.

The catkins that fell one after another suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"Yes!" Lin Xiangru's eyes slowly opened, a pair of deep eyes seemed to be able to understand all the truths in the world, "There are three thousand hells in Tiangang, and there are only a handful of hells that have not been breached!"

"The situation is turbulent, the former vassal states are menacing, and the Qin State is secretly fueling the troubles, but the court has asked me to wait to guard here, which is a bit of a fuss!" Saying this, Li Mu turned his head to look at the strange illusory gate behind him, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his cold eyes: "For the sake of more than a thousand martial gods, it is not worth spending so much time." If I am in charge, I will slaughter these Martial God Electors first, withdraw to the front line, and defend against those young people!"

The slaughter of more than a thousand Martial God Election Clans was a trivial matter for Li Mu this time.

Lin Xiangru suddenly sighed: "Le Xiang doesn't know, it's just that before Zhao Zun left, he ordered this lock to resist and not lose, otherwise Le Xiang would use the army, even you and me, to guard hell!"

Hearing this, Li Mu's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were like electricity, staring straight at this illusory door, as if he saw the thin willows swaying in the wind in the Locked Martial Hell, and the Martial God Xuan Clan who was bound on it, "Is it because of that tree?"

"Hmm!" Lin Xiangru also turned around, looking at the illusory gate, a towering tree seemed to appear in front of him, that tree was a Bodhi, and the power of cause and effect flowed on it, "In the realm of defeat, if you want to go further, you can only control the new origin body, and all the deities will go to hell, use the soul of the martial god to choose the clan, or condense the thunder, or condense the gangfeng, or condense life and death, or condense cause and effect, in order to comprehend it, control the rules, and even condense the new origin body!"

Speaking of this, Lin Xiangru couldn't help but slow down: "Zhao Zun attaches so much importance to this Locked Martial Hell, I'm afraid that he has already controlled the rules of cause and effect, and even wants to condense the body of the origin of cause and effect!"

Bang! Li Mu's heart was beating faster, Zhao Zun was among the best in the strength of the Venerables, if he really condensed the body of the origin of cause and effect, his strength would probably far surpass Qi Zun and Yan Zun, and even the mysterious Guiguzi.

At this moment, Li Mu finally realized why Zhao Zun told Le Yi that this hell must not be lost.

Even if the situation in Zhao is turbulent, or even annihilated, once Zhao Zun returns, he will condense the body of cause and effect, and his strength will surpass that of Zhuzun, and even Guiguzi and Yingzheng, he will be able to restore the country without much effort, and even make Zhao State go to a more prosperous peak.

Suddenly, Li Mu and Le Yi both had their hearts condensed, and they turned around almost at the same time, their eyes were like electricity, and they swept over the heavy willows and looked at the end of the cyan ancient road.

This cyan ancient road is full of thousands of feet.

However, with the strength of Li Mu and Lin Xiang, they clearly saw that at the end of the ancient road, a figure appeared.

Dressed in white like snow, the long ink-like hair dancing in the wind looks so eye-catching.

"It's him!" Li Mu said hoarsely, his gaze becoming extremely heavy.

Although Lin Xiangru did not speak, his eyes were also condensed.

The soldiers sitting on the horseback pulled the reins of the horses one after another, and looked at Li Mu and Lin Xiangru's line of sight, only to see a vague figure, vaguely only the person was dressed in white, and the long hair that was over the waist could not be seen clearly.

But just this figure gave them an inexplicable oppression, and everyone was extremely vigilant.

Bang bang! The cyan ancient road trembled, Ye Chen raised his eyes, looking at the poetic forest sea, the swaying willows, walked out, stepped on the cyan ancient road, and the whole earth trembled wildly.

Cracks spread out on the cyan ancient road, and Ye Chen looked at the end of the cyan ancient road with a cold expression.

Li Mu and Lin Xiangru can see him, and he can also see Li Mu and Lin Xiangru.

"These two people are Li Mu and Lin Xiangru, tsk, in such a turbulent situation, Zhao Guo actually sent these two people to guard hell!"

"It seems that Zhao Zun's old guy attaches great importance to hell!"

A warm and pleasant voice flashed in Ye Chen's mind, and Ye Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "Today, no one can stop me!" (to be continued......)