Outside the gray domain, corpses float in the void of heaven and earth.

Ye Chen stood alone under the blood moon, and the blood-colored moonlight was like a light veil, rendering the entire heaven and earth with a layer of blood.

The vast Valkyrie Nebula was filled with faint starlight behind him, and hundreds of thousands of sword-wielding guardians remained motionless, like sculptures standing between heaven and earth.

These people were all staring at Ye Chen with great fanatism, and their eyes were full of respect.

The Qilin Sword hung from his waist, Ye Chen's eyes were slightly closed, and his long hair hanging down his straight waist danced wildly under the gentle cold wind.

An incomparably mysterious aura fluctuated across Ye Chen's body, and clusters of flames visible to the naked eye lingered around, swaying in the wind.

"Fire, which shines in the firmament, drives away darkness and brings light!"

Ye Chen, who had his eyes closed, muttered softly, but a seemingly random sentence made the entire starry sky tremble.

The gray outer realm was so bright that a Martial God Guardian looked around in amazement, only to see that at the end of the heavens and the earth, clusters of firelight swam like long snakes, dragging dazzling long tails.

At the same time, the face of the martial artist who cultivated the fire martial arts changed, and the true qi in his body operated uncontrollably, conjuring up clusters of flames and breaking out of his body.

Heaven and earth are full of fire, as if because of Ye Chen's words, they gathered in this starry sky.

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, and the flickering firelight was reflected in his crystal clear eyes.

"Fire!" Ye Chen said softly, clusters of flames as if he had seen the emperor in the fire, worshipping at Ye Chen's feet.

"Killing, thunder, ice, life and death, wind, fire, cause and effect!"

"Among the seven rules I perceived, the fire rule was the first rule I came across. The control of flames is far more than the rules of killing!"

"This Killing Origin Body, Thunder Origin Body, and Ice Origin Body are all condensed, but this Fire Origin Rule is lagging behind!"

Ye Chen's mind moved slightly, and the slightest movement of his sword finger was imperceptible, controlling the flames in the sky, only to see that the flames hovering above had in vain transformed into butterflies flapping their wings, hovering around Ye Chen.

Seeing this scene, all the martial artists who understood the rules of the fire genus immediately secretly admired Ye Chen.

The five generations have mastered the rules of fire to the point of being superb. Looking at the fire butterflies flying in the sky, hundreds of thousands of guardians were shocked in their hearts.

"Ordinary people condense their original bodies, and none of them should spend years consolidating their own realm!"

"And I only need a few months at most, as long as I consolidate my current realm, I should also consider condensing the Fourth Origin Body!"

Like a star, his bright eyes were glowing with confidence, Ye Chen waved his hand, and a gust of wind rolled out, rolling up the fire butterflies in the sky.

Endless fire butterflies flapped their wings and flew to the ends of heaven and earth.

Ye Chen closed his eyes again. A mysterious fluctuation once again permeated his body, and after seeing the strength of Zhuzun and Guiguzi, Ye Chen felt more and more how small he was.

That feeling is like an ant looking up at this vast starry sky.

"Boom!" Ye Chen's body was like this vast starry sky. Endless thunder rules, killing rules, and ice rules are surging, condensing the body of this source. Cause the infinite rules of heaven and earth between heaven and earth, and refine the flesh.

In the dark, a kind of understanding of these three rules permeated Ye Chen's heart.

Ye Chen seemed to have entered self-cultivation. The three of the Hungry Ghost Dao, the Humanitarian Dao, and the Heavenly Dao stood behind Ye Chen, and at the moment when Ye Chen was cultivating, the Humane raised one hand and pressed it into the void, and the spatial ripples spread out like waves, forming an interlocking prohibition.

Sword Tomb, in the lonely courtyard, three generations watched this scene from afar, "Use the body of the origin to induce the rules of heaven and earth to refine the body, only this kid dares to do this in this world!"

"Risks and opportunities always coexist, and the greater the risk, the greater the opportunity!" Sitting three generations ago, the Fire Qilin smiled with a smile.

"After seeing the strength of Zhuzun and Guiguzi, this kid is a little eager to improve his strength!"

The fire qilin stared at the chessboard, with a thoughtful look, and only after a long time did he start: "What he hates most is the feeling that fate is not in his hands, if he is not crazy, if he is not crazy, he will not have today's achievements!"

"Fate is like a fingerprint in the palm of your hand, it should be in your hands!" The third generation raised his hand and stared at his somewhat vain palm, and laughed softly: "You and I defend the martial god from the invasion of Tiangang, isn't it also to control our own destiny!"

"Isn't life colorful because of this, heaven and earth are shackles, and countless living beings are struggling in this shackles, just to control their own destiny!"

The fire unicorn grabbed the flask next to him and drank it for a long time.

Drinking and playing chess, the fat fish looked at the picture in the courtyard with blank eyes, turned his head to look at Xingtian and Chi You and the others who were cultivating in the distance, turned around, looked at the mountain of blood crystals behind him, and secretly cried out: "Grandma, this kind of drudgery can only fall on the fat man's head!"

Tens of millions of Tiangang troops were buried outside the territory, and their essence and blood were innumerable.

In line with the principle of not wasting it, Ye Chen asked the Blood Prison Army to refine it into blood crystals, and this batch of blood crystals was enough for the Martial God to cultivate more Blood Prison Army.

"Let's go!" Fatty Yu led hundreds of thousands of blood prison troops, pulling mountains of blood crystals, and walked away.

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The martial god is born, and everyone is like a dragon!

Ye Wushuang stood in the Baizhang attic, looking down at the people of Luoxia who were alive and well below, with a smile in his eyes, "Only those who have experienced the baptism of war cherish peace!"

"But excessive comfort can destroy a person's mentality, and the sentence of being born in sorrow and dying in peace has been proved by countless bloody facts!"

A deep voice sounded in the rear, and Liu Dong strode forward.

"How is the arrangement?" Ye Wushuang asked.

"Originally, it was just to recruit hundreds of millions of soldiers, but it was still too small to underestimate everyone's enthusiasm!"

"There are 150 million recruits!" Liu Dong shook his head a little helplessly and said: "After several battles in a row, the treasury is almost empty, if you want to train these recruits into a formal blood prison army, you have to pay a lot of resources!"

"Resources!" Ye Wushuang smiled faintly: "The essence blood of tens of millions of Tiangang soldiers is enough to refine hundreds of millions of blood crystals, and it can also cultivate tens of millions of blood prison troops!"

"Even so, hundreds of millions of blood crystals are always a drop in the bucket for hundreds of millions of recruits!" Liu Dong rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, but a chill swept in his dark eyes: "But I have a solution to solve the problem in front of me!"

"I also have a countermeasure!" Ye Wushuang gently shook the feather fan in his hand, turned around, stared at Liu Dong, and said with a gentle smile: "You might as well let me guess Brother Liu's countermeasures first, and use war to raise war, right?"

"Hmm!" was broken by Ye Wushuang's words, Liu Dong didn't have any surprise, "The Martial God is poor in resources, Tiangang is extremely rich in resources, otherwise there would not be so many strong people!"

"To wage war against Tiangang, one is to plunder Tiangang's resources, and the other is to let these recruits see blood, only after the baptism of war, these recruits can become veterans in charge and become official blood prison soldiers!"

"Wage war against Tiangang?" Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Since ancient times, Tiangang has invaded the Martial God several times, and now it is the turn of the Martial God, heh, there is no existence similar to a generation of seals around Tiangang!"

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As night fell, the sky was dark.

The fat fish led the crowd to come, looking at the magnificent Luoxia Imperial Capital in front of him, and his frowning sword eyebrows finally relaxed: "Grandma's, it's finally here!"

"Sons, move these things to the imperial capital, and I can wait tonight without getting drunk!"

Fatty fish always thinks that the first hand of the five generations came down to escort these blood crystals, which is really a loss of identity, I heard that this time it was Liu Dong's guy who named and asked the fat master to escort this material, grandma's, this is naked suppression.

"No!" The Blood Prison Army, who had experienced several battles, heard the words of the fat fish, and their eyes were happy.

Since the outbreak of the war, they have not dared to relax for a moment, and it is rare to take advantage of this return to the imperial capital to relax.

When Fatty Fish sent the supplies into the city, the officials who had been waiting for a long time immediately greeted him with a smile: "Fat General, the prime minister is invited!"

"Prime Minister, which Prime Minister?" said Fatty Fish's heart tightened, and he said vigilantly.

"Prime Minister Liu Dong!" The official said respectfully: "The prime minister ordered, if General Fei goes to the imperial capital, he must go to the imperial palace!"

"Liu Dong's house!" The fat fish's voice increased a lot in vain, and it seemed a little harsh!(To be continued.) )