The two qi of life and death of nothingness hovered over hell.

Boom! A terrifying vortex appeared above Ye Chen, and endless life and death qi poured into Ye Chen's body.

Wen Ran held his chin with both hands, his beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and he stared at Ye Chen intently.

"Do you want to condense the body of the origin of life and death?"

"No, he just condensed the body of the fire origin and consolidated his own realm!"

Wen Ran was full of doubts, but he didn't say anything, afraid of interrupting Ye Chen's retreat.

In the dead hell, there is no sun, moon and stars, no night and day, only the endless flow of life and death.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Ran only felt that the oppression around him was getting stronger and stronger, and the whirlpool hovering above Ye Chen was getting bigger and bigger, and it was extremely terrifying.

The two qi of life and death formed two sword pillars that reached the sky, and fell directly on Ye Chen's body.

And on Ye Chen's body, a fluctuation of life and death became more and more vigorous, his long hair like ink suddenly became extremely pale at this moment, and Ye Chen's face suddenly came down.

The sexy lips were slightly open, and the expression was a little dignified, the strange scene in front of her subverted her cognition, in Ye Chen's body, she felt the majestic vitality, but the scene in front of her showed that Ye Chen's vitality was losing rapidly.

Just when Ye Chen's appearance was like that of an old man in the twilight, his long pale hair gradually turned black and shiny again.

Death and vitality alternated in Ye Chen's body, but Ye Chen was completely unknown about his changes, and his mood was unwavering.

When the two qi of life and death poured into Ye Chen's body, an intermittent picture flashed in Ye Chen's mind, and this combined picture was the life of a famous martial god chosen clan.

From birth to fall, such a clear picture seemed to be engraved into Ye Chen's mind.

Under such circumstances, he can still have an epiphany. Terrible qualifications!" Bright eyes glowed with surprise, Wen Ran retreated a few steps back, his slender and white jade fingers falling in the void, and a torrential rain fell.

Throughout the hell, rain curtains rose up, and these rain curtains formed a series of prohibitions and merged into heaven and earth.

Since Ye Chen had an epiphany, Wen Ran naturally had to be prepared so as not to be disturbed by the outside world.

Dead hell. Away from the hustle and bustle of the world, away from the flames of war.

For Tiangang, wars broke out, and the entire Tiangang was in the smoke of war.

"I and countless other ancestors have died in a foreign land, and countless clansmen have been enslaved by the Tiangang clan for more than a thousand years, or even more than 10,000 years!"

"We are far away from the Martial God and have come here for only one purpose. That is, plant the battle flag of my Martial God in every corner of Tiangang!"

"Use the sword in our hands to restore the shame we have received in the past!"

On the towering chariot, Ye Wushuang said in high spirits. There are not too many gorgeous words, but they mobilize the fighting spirit of the army, and the majestic carelessness soars into the sky.

Looking at the energetic faces, Ye Wu had the feather fan in his hands. Suddenly pointed to the distance, "Today, I am innumerable." Wherever the battle flag points to, it is the territory of my martial god, breaking the Han capital, stepping on the Qi capital, and destroying the Wei capital!"

The battle flag planted on the chariot turned into three long rainbows, shooting straight at the end of the heaven and earth, and its army, like a blood-colored tide, surging out with a piercing killing intent, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar: "Kill!"

"Break the army, you lead the silver-armored cavalry and go straight to Wei Du!" Ye Wushuang said coldly, his eyes shining.

"No!" Ye Pojun held a half-zhang long spear and said hoarsely: "Invincible!"

"Attack everything!" the silver-armored cavalry galloped out.

"Fan Bai, you lead more than 30 million Blood Prison Iron Cavalry to conquer South Korea!" Ye Wushuang held the battle flag in his left hand and threw it out: "I want to see this battle flag planted on the dragon chair of the Emperor Han!"

"No!" Dressed in white, Ye Fanbai stood out among the thousands of blood prison troops.

Ye Fanbai, who had been baptized by fire countless times, his eyes became extremely fierce, and he carried a monstrous aura of blood in his gestures, although it was not a martial arts realm, but his aura was close to the martial arts realm, and with that amazing sword, it was even above the ordinary martial arts realm. Ye Fanbai grabbed the void with his left hand, grabbed the battle flag, turned around, and led tens of millions of blood prison iron horsemen to sweep through the heavens and the earth: "Kill!"

The two armies came out together, Ye Wushuang turned around, looked at the incomparably tall figure behind him, and his expression was rare and respectful: "Senior, this Qi country will be attacked by you and me!"

Hearing this, the fire qilin slowly opened his eyes, and in his dark eyes, purple flames lingered: "Leave more than 20 million troops to guard the Great Qian Empire, receive the people who have escaped from the difficulties, and the rest of the army will go to the Qi country!"

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, even if the Qi country has lost many strong people, coupled with the turbulent situation, the strength is no longer what it used to be.

However, among the three kingdoms of Han, Wei and Qi, the strength of Qi was the strongest, which was why Ye Wushuang personally led his army to Qi State.

......

In the Qin State, news flew all over the sky, and countless pieces of information passed through the Black Ice Platform to the hands of the crown prince.

In the exquisite attic, the prince stood by the window, and behind him stood Meng Yi, Meng Tian, Li Si and others.

"According to the intelligence of the Black Ice Platform, the Martial God has hundreds of millions of soldiers appearing in Tiangang, and at the same time, Ye Wushuang's kid is personally commanding the three armies, a few days ago, Ye Wushuang's soldiers were divided into three ways, respectively, Qi State, Wei State, and South Korea sent troops!"

Speaking of this, Meng Tian suddenly chuckled: "This kid's command ability is getting more and more terrifying, the huge Qi State, after losing Sun Bin, Tian Ji and others, there is no leader, under Ye Wushuang's impermeable calculation, the field was defeated, in just a few days, the Blood Hell Iron Cavalry broke through dozens of county cities, tsk, this speed is even more ferocious than the Qin State Iron Cavalry!"

Meng Tian governs the army strictly, even if it is the Qin State Iron Horse, he rarely praises it, and in the face of today's Blood Prison Iron Horse, he also sincerely admires it, the Blood Prison Iron Horse that used to be a fierce wolf in his eyes is now like a tiger and wolf division.

Meng Yijian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he glanced at Meng Tian a little strangely, and said in a low voice: "Big brother, a few months ago, our army attacked the Six Kingdoms with its own strength, if we concentrate the main combat power on the Qi State, I am afraid that the current Qi capital will also become the territory of my Great Qin!"

In Meng Yi's opinion, the Qin State Iron Horse is the strongest iron horse in heaven and earth, and no iron horse can be compared.

"Second brother, the Blood Hell Iron Rider is better than my Qin State Iron Rider, how about it?" Meng Tian said with a smile.

"Although it is not as good as my Qin State iron cavalry, it is stronger than those iron horses of Zhao State!" Meng Yi commented objectively.

"Wrong!" Meng Tian shook his head and said: "Today's Blood Hell Iron Cavalry, its strength has surpassed my Qin Iron Cavalry, countless baptisms of war have made this army a real tiger and wolf division, and my Qin Army, more than a thousand years have not experienced the baptism of war, although they practice day and night, but their power is no longer the iron cavalry of the past." Speaking of this, Meng Tian glanced at the prince without a trace, "If you can defeat my Qin State Iron Horse, I am afraid that there is only this Blood Hell Iron Horse in the world!"

The speaker has a heart, the questioner has an intention, the prince listened to the argument between Meng Tian and Meng Yi behind his back, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes flashed with a touch of complexity, he knew that not only he predicted that the Qin State would one day stand on the opposite side of the Martial God, and even Meng Tian was aware of it.

Turning around, the prince looked at Meng Tian.

Meng Yi, who wanted to stop talking, immediately kept silent, and Li Si also lowered his head slightly to show respect.

"Meng Tian stayed!" the prince said lightly.

"No!" Meng Yi and Li Si said softly, saluted, and exited the attic.

In the huge attic, only the crown prince and Meng Tian remained, the prince's right hand was raised, and a martial will burst out from his fingertips, forming a storm in an instant, sweeping out.

The entire attic is shrouded in the prince's martial arts world.

"My father has not fallen, this Great Qin is still the Great Qin of the past!" The prince said quietly: "Are you Meng Tian or Gongzi Yu?"

Hearing this, Meng Tian's body trembled slightly, and his eyes showed a complicated color.

"Once, I thought I was a gamer, but later I realized that I was just a chess piece!" The prince stretched out his hand and gently patted Meng Tian's shoulder, turned around, and walked to the private room in the attic: "I am the prince, I am no longer the prince Fusu, and who will you be?"

Meng Tian stood in place, silent, he knew that the crown prince wanted him to make a choice, whether to be Meng Tian who was loyal to Great Qin, or Gongzi Yu, who was loyal to the Martial God, and only after a long time did he murmur softly: "Who am I? Meng Tian Gongzi Yu?"

In the empty attic, Meng Tian's muttering echoed...... (To be continued......)