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The sharp blade kills life, and the power severely injures the soul.

I bloom in the carnage, like a flower in the dawn.

Once the death blade starts killing, the flowers on the long street will bloom with bloodstains.

The warriors of the Tu nationality underestimated the fighting power of the god of death, and they didn't understand what kind of existence they were facing until the god of death took away their lives with the light of a knife.

As the bloody flowers piled up more and more, the long street began to ooze blood, and the gurgling heat flowed in the gaps between the stone slabs.

The blood is not cold, but the knife is cold.

The long street turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the Tu warriors used their flesh and blood to turn this place into a slaughterhouse.

Their courage is fading, despair arises from the depths of their souls, and this woman is like their childhood nightmare, making them scream in horror.

Regrettably, the order they received was to live forever and not to back down.

……

Half an hour later, Yuhua finally reached the end of the long street, facing the [-] heavily armored warriors in the garden square.

These 1 people are different from the [-] warriors lying in ambush on both sides of the long street. They were baptized by the Xuanyuan Temple, and their heavy armor gave them a strong defense force, and the baptism of the Xuanyuan God Emperor gave them the innate spirit of earth. guard.

Attacks under half-step Tianzun's combat power can't shake their bodies at all, and to exert half-step Tianzun's combat power must use divine sense.

Slaughtering a god is not a small matter. Looking at the whole Guixu prehistoric, only Emperor Xuanyuan can make such a big hand. First, use [-] elite warriors to ambush the god of death to explore the combat power of the god in all directions, and then use [-] heavy armored warriors to wear down the god of death Sharpness and aroused murderousness.

It's a pity that Emperor Xuanyuan was doomed to make a wrong calculation.

Not only is the world ignorant of the power of the death god of the ancient underworld, but so is Guixu Honghuang.

As long as someone dies, there will be soul power, and if there is soul power, the god of death will never be in short supply.Now that Yuhua has slaughtered ten thousand warriors of the Tu nationality bloodily, the soul energy here is already too strong, but it is not enough for her to complete the fifth Nirvana.

When the blood shines again, the [-] heavy armored warriors are not so easy to kill. Even if the weapon is not in hand, it is normal for the knife to break and the blade to roll.

Yu Hua was tossing and turning among thousands of people, and the blue knife light flashed, and there must be bloody fireworks.

Except for Yuhua, among all the people in Laiguixu, no one can join the army without being restrained by the military's prestige and killing spirit.Yanhua can do it, relying not only on the body of the god of death, but also on the super military power endowed to her by the way of breaking the army.

It didn't take too long for the shouts of the Tu people to go from being loud at the beginning to being silent later.

Spiritual will does not exist, only the more ruthless the more you kill, the more you will fight.

……

Xuanyuan Temple, Emperor Xuanyuan and the chief high priest in black robes leaned on the railing to look at the soaring blood above the garden square.

Standing behind them is Jian Jia whose divine sense has been banned.

Jian Jia's expression was full of worry. She knew how many murderous intentions were ambushed in Shouyang City, and she also knew that Yanhua entered the city alone.

However, when Emperor Xuanyuan looked back at her, she showed a calm expression again.

"If the widow succeeds in slaughtering the gods, do you know what fate awaits you?" Emperor Xuanyuan said expressionlessly.

"what?"

"The widow will use your body to reward the warriors of the three armies!"

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268章 青帝现身

A fight in the garden square until dusk.

At dusk, the setting sun is like blood, like the icy cold iron heavy armor on Yuhua's body.

Hong Huang only knew that Emperor Xuanyuan was known as a benevolent monarch, but he didn't know that he had been watching the tragic death of [-] people from the beginning to the end, his face remained unchanged.

Although the people of Shouyang City did not show their faces, the footsteps of the god of death still resounded in their hearts.

Later Daozang's comment: Demon Dao broke the army, after the First World War in Shouyang City, the footsteps of the god of death could not bear to listen.

Now [-] of the [-] elite Tu warriors ambushed by Emperor Xuanyuan in Shouyang City have lost [-], and the remaining [-] are all gathered on the Temple Square.

These [-] elite soldiers were not all sent to the God of Death to slaughter wantonly, because Emperor Xuanyuan carefully selected more than a hundred king warriors with half-step Tianzun combat power hidden among them.

It is difficult for ordinary warriors to injure the deity itself, but king-level warriors can.

They hid among the [-] elite soldiers, covering their divine thoughts with their military aura, so no one could perceive their location, and of course no one could avoid their destructive surprise attack.

When Hua Hua walked onto the square, the might of the [-] elite soldiers was murderous, and she wanted to use all her might to resist.

After the Battle of the Garden Square, the Ice Soul Dark Iron Heavy Armor was damaged in many places, and even the Fuxi Demon Mirror in the center had a crack.

Only her, still undiminished, cold as a blade.

She didn't know the murderous intent ambush among the [-] elite soldiers, even if she knew, she wouldn't be afraid at all.

……

Xuanyuan Temple, Emperor Xuanyuan and the mysterious chief high priest looked at the temple square with cold eyes.

"Old Guang, are you satisfied with the widow's handwriting?" Emperor Xuanyuan asked.

"Your Majesty's current situation, the Qing Emperor will have to drink and hate this place. It is more than enough to kill the gods." He fought all the way, and the combat power was also checked by the two, so the chief high priest said this sentence talk.

"Haha, Death God's fighting power is indeed very strong, but it is far inferior to Emperor Qing. It is strange to say that, when he was born in Guixu, the old man Qingdi can still suppress his temper. Is it true that as the legend says, he Is your lifespan really at its limit?"

"The Emperor Qing is mysterious and unpredictable, and I'm afraid there are other deep meanings."

"Hehe, I want to see how long he can endure."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Jian Jia's heart became colder. She knew the power of the body of the god of death, but Emperor Xuanyuan was originally a being of the level of Tianzun, and had the ability to traumatize the soul.

There is also this chief high priest, whose combat power is probably at the level of Tianzun.

If Yuhua is unfortunately driven into Nirvana, these two people will definitely have the ability to destroy her soul.

It's a pity that even though she was so worried, she couldn't do anything.

The lower reaches of the Luoshui River, the territory of the Dongyi tribe.

After Aofeng's injury stabilized, Ali was more and more concerned about Yanhua's safety.At this time, Zhang Zhiyuan contacted several human half-step Tianzun supreme masters, all gathered in the territory of Dongyi tribe.

At first Zhang Zhiyuan was worried that Mo Dao and Emperor Xuanyuan's turnaround would directly affect the overall situation, but since Yuhua entered Shouyang City alone, he became silent instead.

A Li's condensing of the primordial moon demon godhood made him worry about the rise of the demonic way. Now he felt that if the demonic way really lost the Pojun because of Emperor Xuanyuan, it might be more meaningful to humanity than getting the soul of Gonggong.


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