"It's not enough!"

Ye Chen muttered softly, his deep gaze swept across the vast expanse.

The sword finger was raised, Ye Chen pointed forward, and shouted softly: "The sword, for the king of a hundred soldiers, although the sword body is rotten, its will is immortal!"

"Sword Ming is immortal!"

"Today, in the name of the Moon God, I ordered the sword weapon buried outside the domain to cast my Moon God Seal with its immortal sword intent!"

"The sword intent will be immortal!"

Ye Chen was extremely loud, as if ten thousand thunders were roaring in unison, and in an instant, he turned into the sound of heaven and earth and swept out.

Buzz! An earth-shattering sword groan suddenly rose between the void of heaven and earth, and the three generations and others looked back, only to see that between heaven and earth, one after another terrifying sword intent appeared, condensing into a sword shadow.

Fat Xiao looked down at the Proud Sword in his hand, the Proud Sword trembled slightly, and an incomparably powerful sword intent burst out of his body.

This is not only the case with Xiao Fatzi's proud sword, but also with the sword weapons in the hands of the guardians present.

Streams of sword intent burst out like a volcano, irrepressibly bursting out between heaven and earth.

These sword intents are the sword intent of the swordsman's life, and although they have fallen, their sword intent is contained in the broken sword weapon.

The vicissitudes of life permeated the sword tomb, and I saw that above the cold tombstone forest, the crisp sound of swords gathered together, setting off a wave of space.

This sword tomb, since the creation of the fourth generation, has buried tens of millions of martial arts elites.

Tens of millions of sword intent swept out, instantly turning into a storm of sword intent.

Looking at this scene in a daze, the eyes of Chi You and Xing Tian and the others changed, and they retreated, facing such a terrifying storm of sword intent, even they had to avoid the edge for the time being.

"The sword intent of the moon gods of all generations that has been integrated into heaven and earth, if it is immortal, then cast my moon god seal!"

Long hair dances like a snake. The Moon God Mark at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows glowed with a brilliant moonlight, and four terrifying sword intents immediately erupted within the Moon God Mark, merging into this storm of sword intent.

The sword weapons of heaven and earth roared in unison, and the storm of sword intent split into two, merging into the two rounds of blood moons.

Boom! The two rounds of blood moons immediately burst out with brilliant moonlight, surging wildly to both sides.

The energy contained in it was even more terrifying, and the pupils of the three generations shrank slightly, "Good boy!"

"Disciples of the Martial Gods, you have turned away from your homeland and your wife. Fight here bloodily, just to defend the Martial God!"

"Although you have fallen, your will is immortal!"

"Today, in the name of the Moon God, I command all the kings to seal the Moon God forever!"

"The will will be immortal!"

Ye Chen's dark eyes revealed a touch of heaviness, the vicissitudes of life flowed on his body, and the left hand that fell was raised again, and he pressed it lightly towards the void.

This one is pressed. The whole world shook wildly.

I saw a terrible and loud roar resounding between heaven and earth: "Even if it is pointed out by thousands of people, ten thousand people spurn, the old man has taken the killing path in this life, slaughtering the world's heavenly gangs!"

"The heavens are proof. In this life, the soul is destroyed, the will is immortal, and I only want to defend the martial god!"

"I am unwilling, unwilling to be slaughtered by thousands of people. I am not willing to let the magnificent mountains and rivers turn into ruins!"

"I'm guilty, martial arts penance for more than 100 years, but the martial arts realm. I can't defend my homeland yet!"

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to be reincarnated in the martial god, stain the sky with my blood, and point to Tiangang!"

"Although I die, my soul is destroyed, my will is immortal!"

"I was born as the soul of the martial god, and I should take the revitalization of the martial god as my ambition, and I should take breaking the shackles of Tiangang as my responsibility. ”

The voice of despair and unwillingness hovered in the ears of everyone, and the breath of compassion came like a breeze.

The guardian of the martial god standing outside the territory couldn't help but burst into tears, this is the ancestor of the martial god, in order to defend the martial god, he is not afraid of life and death, although he dies, his soul is destroyed, and his will will never be dispersed.

A sad smell permeated the outside of the territory, this breath made the heavens and the earth tremble, Ye Chen's voice was like a fresh wind that rolled out upside down, blowing through the vast outside the territory, blowing through the sword tomb, and blowing through the martial god.

Boom! Ripples of space rippled in the sky, and under the watchful eyes of all people, one after another wills surged out.

These wills exude the breath of decay and vicissitudes, but the power contained in them makes people tremble.

Standing quietly between heaven and earth, the fire qilin silently watched the surging will, and in these wills, he sensed some familiar breaths, three generations of green dragons, three generations of vermilion birds, Xuanwu, white tigers, and many familiar guardians.

The fire qilin sighed silently, and a terrifying will broke out of its body and merged into this tide of will.

Boom! One, ten, hundred, ten thousand, or even a million, for tens of thousands of years, countless martial gods and warriors who died outside the territory have all merged their immortal wills into the two rounds of blood moons.

Like a moth to a fire, in just a few breaths, the two rounds of blood moons skyrocketed again, hundreds of thousands of zhang.

Ye Chen stood between the two rounds of blood moons, feeling the coercion coming from them, his slightly frowning sword eyebrows still did not stretch out, and he shouted softly again: "The will of the moon gods of all generations, gather!"

The straight sword pointed down in the void, and the four wills burst out on the Moon God Mark like a tidal wave, also merging into the Blood Moon.

The blood moon that covers the sky and the sun is filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

Only at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth: "Seal, Cheng!"

Before Ye Chen's words fell, the blood moon on the far right turned into a streamer, swept straight across the void heaven and earth, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The direction in which the blood moon is far away is impressively corresponding to the Jade Emperor Palace.

Above the Jade Emperor Palace, the land of the North Hill is like a coiled dragon, and the surging will is permeated in the sky, revealing grandeur.

Mo Che and Yue Chuge stood at the top of the North Hill Land, wearing green shirts and moving in the wind, the two of them stood quietly looking at the Northern Prisoners below, after several battles, more than half of the strong people here had fallen.

Tiangang has not yet dispatched his full strength, the martial god is already scarred, if Tiangang comes with the power of all countries, can the martial god still be able to stop it?

Mo Che and Yue Chuge glanced at each other, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes.

"I hope that the martial artists who go to watch the ceremony can gain something, and it is best to break through their own bottlenecks, grow up, and become the real mainstay of the martial gods!"

Mo Che muttered softly, the guqin tied to his back slowly fell, grabbed the guqin with one hand, Mo Che looked down at the somewhat damaged guqin, and whispered: "The era of green and yellow is often the deadliest!"

"I hope so!"

"They are all martial arts elites, geniuses!"

"If you don't fall, you will definitely become a strong man!"

Yue Chuge put his hands behind his back, and there was a faint hint of exhaustion on his handsome face, and immediately, Yue Chuge's eyes showed a look of expectation, "Brother Mo, do you say that the five generations can succeed?"

Hearing this, Mo Che raised his head, glanced at Yue Chuge in surprise, and asked, "Has he ever done something that he is not sure of?"

"That's just as well!"

"Anything that seems impossible in the eyes of ordinary people is insignificant in the hands of the five generations!"

Yue Chuge sighed slightly: "In just a few years, the young five generations have become an existence that you and I need to look up to!"

"So he is the fifth generation of the Moon God!" Mo Che's tone was rare with a little pride, in this life, Mo Che's proudest thing was not to become the master of the Jade Emperor Palace, but to have a disciple like Ye Chen.

"This is also where I envy you!" Yue Chuge's eyes were extremely resentful, "Master of the Moon God, this title makes me greedy!"

"Master of the Moon God, I can't afford this title!" Mo Che shook his head and said.

"I think so too!" Yue Chuge nodded fiercely, agreeing with Mo Che's words.

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Che's mouth twitched slightly.

At this moment, an earth-shattering roar suddenly rose in the sky above the North Hill, and an extremely oppressive aura came in vain.

Mo Che and Yue Chuge's expressions changed, and their eyes looked at the sky above the North Hill.

The warriors who were meditating in the sky above the North Hill also raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing solemn expressions.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, I saw that behind the pitch-black rift, outside the vast domain, a cold moonlight flowed like water, and secondly, a strange blood moon appeared in everyone's sight.

Seeing this round of blood moon, even if it was Yue Chuge and Mo Che, the two of them couldn't help but gasp...... (To be continued.) )