Emperor of Death

Chapter 1005 The Battle Hall

Guardian Yan's yelling did not stop Yechen and the others from stopping, but saw a hint of mockery from the corner of Yechen's mouth.

The Red Blood Sect, the second sect in the Silver Feather Kingdom, said that the Dharma Protector, as a senior management member of the sect, has great power and influence on weekdays. People who are used to power and prestige can easily develop a violent temper.

Seeing someone ignoring him, Guardian Yan was furious, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Since you want to die, then I will help you."

Grabbing slightly in the void with his right hand, a ball of silver light took shape in Protector Yan's hand, and slapped fiercely towards Yechen who was getting closer.

Ye Chen's speed was very fast, the two of them approached instantly, and the silver ball of light slapped Ye Chen's chest. Guardian Yan had a ferocious smile, as if he saw the scene where Ye Chen was blown away by a palm.

At this time, Yechen also moved, also stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the flying light ball.

The upside-down Yechen that Guardian Yan expected didn't happen, but saw Yechen lightly pinch, and the silver ball of light condensed by Guardian Yan was instantly pinched and disappeared.

Immediately, Yechen's right hand was attached to Protector Yan's chest, and the power in his body burst out suddenly, hitting Protector Yan's body frantically.

Yechen's shot was so fast that Guardian Yan couldn't react at all. Yechen's strength was too strong, and in just one breath, the palm of his right hand was attached to Guardian Yan's chest.

Protector Yan's body trembled violently, and then stared blankly at Ye Chen with a face full of unwillingness, he couldn't imagine how the enemy was so powerful, destroying his vitality with just one palm, making him unable to continue living go down.

"No!" Protector Yan let out an unwilling growl with a ferocious face, then he lowered his head and saw Yechen take off the storage ring that he had cherished for countless years from his finger. Treasure, he has entered the death zone, experienced crisis after crisis, fought with countless enemies, and wandered between life and death, only then did he have the accumulation and strength to enter.

But now, Yechen has easily taken away his harvest of more than 200 years, making him extremely unwilling and resentful.

But soon, Guardian Yan didn't even look at him when he saw Yechen. The people behind Yechen quickly killed the disciples of the Red Blood Sect beside him, and then left Guardian Yan with a back view without even a word of thanks.

"Boom!" Protector Yan lay on the ground, his body trembling slightly, his vitality was getting lower and lower, and he died with deep unwillingness.

"No!" A low-level ghost full of resentment appeared beside Guardian Yan. It was a newborn creature, born from resentment, and stared blankly at everything in front of him...

Yechen led the crowd into the passage, and they passed without hindrance, without seeing any human figures or dead creatures.

Yechen was familiar with the road, and flew towards the area where Jie Tianlong and Baiyukuku were originally facing each other.

"Boom!" During Yechen's flight, the entire tunnel trembled violently again. From a distance, Yechen felt two powerful forces colliding, and violent fluctuations permeated the distance.

The little fat man grinned and said, "Yechen, I didn't expect them to really fight. Brother, can you really kill a Wu Zun?"

Yechen said indifferently: "I don't know, why don't you come with me first?"

"No, I believe you!" The little fat man said with a sullen face very seriously, but he was also worried in his heart. If Yechen couldn't beat him, it would be troublesome.But thinking about it another way, if Yechen can fight well and he doesn't follow him, then when the time comes to divide the good things, he will be passive.

So in order to get good things, the little fat man followed Yechen without hesitation.

Through the long cave, the entrance to the original hall appeared.

"Good guy!" the little fat man sighed.

In the hall, banners were unfurled, and countless masters of the Scarlet Blood Sect stood behind Jie Tianlong holding formation flags, and Jie Tianlong was fighting the white jade skeleton at the center.

"This guy has learned to be smart." Ye Chen said.

In the big formation, countless captives of other races were tied up, including the spirit wolf clan and the fox-human clan. These captives became the nourishment for the Shura formation.

And Yechen saw that these captives were not the main force of the Shura formation, a middle-aged man at the peak of Wu Zong threw out a ball of blood, the blood was fragrant, and it turned out to be holy blood.

Wu Sheng's blood.

A drop of Martial Saint's blood contains extremely majestic power, second only to Emperor's blood.

Every drop of holy blood fused into the Shura formation can provide Jie Tianlong with powerful power.

It seems that during these two months, the Red Blood Sect has not been idle, but spent all their time collecting these precious blood.

At the forefront, Jie Tianlong's body was covered with blood, and every time he made a move, he carried huge strength and firmly suppressed the white jade skeleton.

"Despicable human beings!" The white jade skeleton roared again and again, the silver death force constantly flashed on its body, the whole skeleton became a light source of light, and its strength emerged to resist the attack of Tianlong.

Yechen's entry attracted the attention of many people. Even the Baiyu Skull and Jie Tianlong who were fighting looked at Yechen. There was a hint of sarcasm.

Then, the two masters turned their attention to their opponents.

For Jie Tianlong, as long as he kills the white jade skull, Ye Chen can do whatever he wants, and if he takes Ye Chen's head, he can exchange for a huge fortune. As long as Ye Chen doesn't bother him, he won't take action against Ye Chen for the time being.

"It's that kid!" Someone among the Red Blood Sect crowd gritted their teeth and said, Yechen ruined their good deeds of the Red Blood Sect, and they have already gritted their teeth with hatred for the person who killed the Red Blood Sect. Many people have already rushed forward.

"Don't be nervous, let's just take a look!" Ye Chen smiled at everyone in the venue, then he really stood still at the entrance, instead took out a wine jar and drank slowly.

"Die to me!" Jie Tianlong shouted loudly, "Grand Elder, increase your strength!"

"Yes!" The martial artist at the top of the Wu Zong who sometimes took out blood to blend into the Asura formation shouted loudly. This time, he took out a wine jar and smashed it to pieces. Inside was a jar of thick blood.

This is the blood of a master Wu Zun, which contains great power. Although the quality is not as good as the holy blood, it is better in quantity.

The thick blood melted into the Shura formation and turned into the power needed by Jie Tianlong. Jie Tianlong's punch was ruthlessly thrown forward, and the rich strength of the Shura formation condensed on his fist, and he slammed forward fiercely.

The White Jade Skull crossed its hands in front of it, but it was blown away and smashed hard against the distant wall.

"Go to hell with me!" Jie Tianlong's body stepped forward again, came to the top of the white jade skull, and slapped down hard with his palm.

(End of this chapter)