Chapter 173: The Battle of the Doomsday

The sky changed color, and even if the disciples of the Litian Sword Sect were calm, their hearts were filled with fear at this moment, their two eyeballs were almost bulging out of their sockets, looking at the dense swords in the sky in disbelief, opening their mouths wide, wanting to say something, but their minds were filled with fear, and they didn't know what to say. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Several elders also seemed to have been grabbed by death, frightened and helpless by this scene, their legs trembled, and they could only watch the falling weapons with their foreheads filled their bodies.

The blood of Jianyu Mountain flowed like an infusion, blood mixed with scraps of flesh and blood flowed down from above, and the blood-red stream was bloody, and there was hardly a complete corpse, all of which were cut into minced flesh and dissipated in the air with the cold wind.

Zhao Haochen retched for a while, and the rich bloody breath came to his nose, and he couldn't hide from it, since then, this place is not suitable for people to cultivate, and the place of ghosts and ghosts may be suitable for some people in the demon path after a hundred years.

However, it doesn't matter, as long as it achieves its purpose.

After the two attacks, Sword Rain Mountain really turned into Sword Rain Mountain, and there were swords everywhere, dense, and the weak soldiers couldn't help but start vomiting.

The cold wind blew, like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, and it was terrible.

"Comfortable, comfortable!" A faint soul passed into Zhao Haochen's mind, Zhao Haochen was startled, highly alert, looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the sword stone in front of him.

"Are you talking?" Zhao Haochen asked tentatively.

The voice was sweet and sweet, "Mom, I'm talking!"

Zhao Haochen's eyes widened, and he looked at the stone in front of him in disbelief, "Damn, the stone can be pregnant?!"

"Mom!"

The creeping voice came out from the sword stone again, "Mom, the soul is so delicious, is there anything else?"

Belch!

Zhao Haochen was embarrassed, and said in his heart that this guy ate souls, and there was no movement before, it seems that the souls of thousands of people were all sucked away by him this time, and then he woke up.

The little guy screamed aggrievedly again, and Zhao Haochen woke up from his trance, "Well, you better call Dad." ”

"Okay, Mom!" came the little one's well-behaved voice from inside the sword stone.

Zhao Haochen's face was full of black lines, "Call Dad!"

"Daddy!" a voice came from inside the sword stone.

"Do you have a name?" Zhao Haochen grinned and asked happily, forgetting the smell of blood for a while.

"No!" The little guy was a little aggrieved and flew into Zhao Haochen's arms.

Stroking the sword stone, the fierce sword qi almost burst out of it, but it was difficult to release, as if something was suppressing.

"Then you will be called the Emperor of Heaven! In the future, accompany me to travel the world and reign in the endless territory!" Zhao Haochen thought for a while and said.

"Okay Mom!" the little guy looked extremely happy and flew around in Zhao Haochen's arms.

Zhao Haochen said fiercely: "Call Dad!"

Suddenly, a sense of grievance was revealed, "Dad!"

"Alas, this is a good boy!" Zhao Haochen comforted the little guy, but muttered in his heart, and he didn't know if it was a man or a woman.

Jianyu Mountain has become a ghost domain, the wind gusts, along the backbone, climbing to the hearts of people, the sky seems to be entrenched in the lingering clouds, red, all the soldiers are sad faces, crouching on the ground, constantly retching.

Zhao Haochen looked ahead, fell into meditation, with a smile on his face, Liu Cheng and the others who looked over were trembling in their hearts, God, in the face of such a tragic scene, the handsome man was still smiling, and it was so bright, with a heartfelt smile.

How terrifying this handsome man is.

The army was sluggish, and its vitality was greatly damaged, and it sat on the ground and breathed.

"Marshal, do you want to collect troops?" Huang Tiancheng approached Zhao Haochen and asked cautiously. In front of the soldiers, he naturally called him a handsome, which further reflected Zhao Haochen's unparalleled might, but in private, he called him a helper.

Zhao Haochen nodded and said, "Let them all go back!"

The sound of Jin Bo spread in all directions, and the herald held a small flag in his hand, shuttling between the armies, like a dragon's army slowly mobilized, however, Zhao Haochen never moved, his eyes were looking ahead, Huang Tiancheng, Liu Cheng, Menglong and other people in the line of life and death did not move, standing behind Zhao Haochen.

The army of millions is also like a rainbow, the army is mighty, and the mobilization of the army also needs to have the talent of a commander, but this is not something he needs to worry about, Huang Tiancheng passed on the orders one after another, and the army marched in an orderly manner.

At this moment, on the top of the Sword Rain Mountain, there was a lot of brilliance, countless swords rose into the sky, breaking in mid-air, the ruins covered the sky, and in the smoke and dust, a figure flashed, standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the bottom of the mountain.

The eagle's eagle-sharp gaze, like a bolt of lightning, suddenly shot towards the place where Zhao Haochen was, and the killing and coldness in his eyes seemed to be penetrating through the ages.

Zhao Haochen was looking at the eyes of the army, and suddenly gathered towards the lightning, he seemed to feel a resolute and resolute killing intent, as far as his eyes could see, a cold figure in the smoke and dust was lonely and cold, like a fairy in the sky, fluttering but full of smoke and dust.

"You're out!"

The smile on Zhao Haochen's face was bright, his lips opened slightly, and he said to himself.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang on the top of the mountain, and another figure rushed out of it, Zhao Haochen couldn't help frowning, in his expectation, the person who could survive the Litian Sword Sect should be only one Mo Yuanji, and even their great elders were all shattered into pulp in front of their eyes.

With a little more curiosity, he looked fixedly, this person looked like he was in his twenties, standing beside Mo Yuanji, on the contrary, his face was full of evil aura rising to the sky, mixed with the blood of Sword Rain Mountain, as if he was about to fall into a demon, and his eyes were angry, hateful, and killing. It was as if his whole body was about to be enveloped in anger, and his reason was about to be replaced by hatred.

"Mo Yuxuan!"

When Zhao Haochen saw this figure, he was surprised by his expectations, he didn't expect Mo Yuxuan to be here.

At that time, he let him go back to the Ziyu Building, where he was bullied and let him live a life that was worse than death, but how could he come here? It seems that his cultivation seems to have improved, but he still stops sitting at the advanced level of the Desolate Yuan Realm.

As everyone knows, Zhao Haochen has become his inner demon, if he can't kill Zhao Haochen with his own hands, it will be difficult for him to make progress in this life.

"Tiancheng, you should also go with the army!" Zhao Haochen said.

Huang Tiancheng only hesitated slightly, then turned his head and returned to Sword Rain City with the army, he knew that he couldn't help here at all, on the contrary, it would become a hindrance, so he would leave.