Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 271
No one thought that Yuhua would dare to go to Emperor Xuanyuan's camp alone.

At this moment, Emperor Xuanyuan's team is fully in place, and the total combat power is enough to kill the Supreme Heavenly Venerable in an instant. Only the Daozu level can deal with it calmly.

As soon as Yanhua moved, Bai Wuya wanted to follow.Yanhua waved her hand to stop, just that one person, carrying the sorrow of the soul, walked towards Jianjia step by step.

Every time he took a step, a black lotus flower was born under his feet.

Black lotus is the symbol of the god of death in the ancient underworld, corresponding to the red lotus karma fire of Jiuyou Yinsi.

At this moment, Yuhua is about thirty feet away from Emperor Xuanyuan's camp, and she is murderous every step of the way. When she is only ten feet away from Emperor Xuanyuan, the murderous intent is as heavy as a mountain. Chong Jiutian.

Ten feet is the maximum safe distance that the Emperor Xuanyuan's camp can tolerate. If you take another step forward, you will be intercepted by the powerful counterattack of the Emperor Xuanyuan's camp.

Not only is Yanhua superimposing fighting intent, Emperor Xuanyuan's side is also constantly accumulating fighting intent.

Among them, Emperor Xuanyuan, Chidi, and the Chief High Priest, three prehistoric god-level powerhouses with the combat power of Tianzun, worked together to lock the aura of the gods, and dozens of half-step Tianzun's combat power behind him. , also regarded Yanhua as an enemy that must be killed.

The destructive and murderous intent endured by every step of the last ten feet is enough to kill a Tianzun, and if you are not careful, you will die.

Even the most powerful Tianzun must not step out easily.

Yu Hua stopped, frowning, her white hair soaring to the sky, but her eyes were still determined.

Only when she restrains Emperor Xuanyuan's camp, Ali, Bai Wuya, Qing Emperor and others off the field will have the opportunity to calmly fight against the Shouyang Mountain elite and the alliance army brought by Chidi, otherwise, the combat power will be completely out of balance. Me for fish.

The Hanhua people stand on the edge of ten feet. Although the road ahead is smooth, it is like standing on a cliff ten thousand feet away. If you take a step forward, you will be crushed to pieces.

At this time, to continue walking requires not only strength, but also great courage.

Yan Hua never lacked courage, but was waiting for an opportunity.

If her dragon soul is still relying on the flag, as long as she releases the army of dead souls under her command, she will be able to use the will of the dead to be invincible all the way, but now she can't find the support of will.

Po Jun, the reason why it is called Po Jun is because Po Jun is linked with the morale of the army.

Not only can she bloom military power, but she can also absorb military power and turn it into indomitable courage and faith.

Jian Jia couldn't speak, her eyes were already foggy.

Of course she knew that it was for her that Yuhua broke into Shouyang City alone, and she also knew that it was for her that she forcibly broke through the barrier at this moment.

In the past, Jian Jia also complained about her dominance in her heart, but now, when she saw the lonely god of death like a mountain, she knew that Yan Hua had long regarded her as a relative in her heart.

If she could speak, she would definitely stop Yuhua, but unfortunately she couldn't utter a single word, and could only watch her strongest rival in love and the most powerful general who broke the army of the Demonic Dao with tears in her eyes. Superimposed fighting spirit...

Step up for her.

The elite soldiers on Shouyang Mountain finally entered the city, but they did not launch an attack on the Dongyi tribe in the first place.

Because at the moment in the square of Xuanyuan Temple, the lonely and majestic figure of Yanhua has already gathered everyone's attention.Most of the heroes who returned to the ruins were said to have fallen into the abyss of the oven, so that in countless thousand years, there were no legends of heroes in the prehistoric.

And now that the hero has appeared, no matter whether Yanhua wins in the end, as long as she can take a step forward, it will be enough to let the name of the God of Death be passed down forever in Guixu.

"I used to think that I was a hero, who would go all over the world with a sword. In order to gain fame, I even broke into Liubo Mountain alone. But now, I know I am not, because I don't have the courage to stand there." Qingdi said.

"The way of magic has never lacked legends of heroes." When Bai Wuya said this, the shadow of Lin Qingshui, the god of death, flashed in his mind.

"Not only my sister-in-law is a hero, but also brother Xie Lan, and my master Jiang Xueyang." Ali said.

"Now I can feel that General Lin lacks the support of willpower, how can we help her?" Qingdi asked.

"I know how to help."

A Li came out after speaking, facing her clansmen, and shouted loudly: "Disciple of the Demon Dao, eternal red."

"Disciple of the Demon Dao, eternal red."

……

As soon as Ali opened his mouth, the words never stopped.

Hearing the words, Yuhua's expression changed for a while, and the memories belonging to Po Jun began to roll in the sea of ​​knowledge.

She thought of the [-] disciples of the Demonic Dao who committed suicide in Yinglieya of the South China Sea to break the army. It was their blood that stained this sentence red.

This sentence not only represents the love and protection of Po Jun and his loyalty to Demon Dao, but also represents the anger and the heaviest sorrow of Po Jun Guardian Tianzun's life.

At this moment, Yan Hua's words were still in his ears, his heart was surging, and the blue flames in his eyes were burning more and more.

3000 years of magic, the original intention remains unchanged.

"Sharp blades kill life, strength wounds souls. Kill!"

After killing the word, Yanhua took a step forward.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the stone slabs in the square quickly cracked inch by inch centered on the foot of the square.

In Emperor Xuanyuan's camp, the ordinary Tu warriors who were at the front of the team swayed, their faces were pale, and they tried their best to stabilize their figures.

At this moment, Yuhua took the second step, and the killing intent swept towards Emperor Xuanyuan's camp.

Emperor Xuanyuan's side also launched a destructive and murderous attack at the same time, colliding head-on with the death and killing intent.

The elephant is invisible, and the sound is loud.

The impact of this level of strength, even if a mountain peak falls in the middle, it will be crushed into powder in an instant, and all the stone slabs on the temple square are cracked and peeled off silently.

Cracks went deep into the ground, and as the ground trembled, the temple square couldn't withstand such a strong destructive impact, and began to sink little by little.

There was only a loud earthquake, and the stone pillars at the main entrance of the Xuanyuan Hall were broken, and a chain reaction was triggered quickly.

Taking another step, several buildings around the temple square collapsed.

Sand and rocks are flying in the sky, the sun and moon are dim, and the situation is bleak.

At this time, the battle situation in the temple square could no longer be seen clearly, and the crowd unconsciously began to retreat, being forced back by the aftermath of the destruction.

Apart from the former Abyss of Ovens, Guixu Honghuang had never seen a battle of this level before.

Yuhua didn't stop walking, still walking forward.

Even though every step is as heavy as a mountain, every step has to bear endless murderous pains.The icy cold iron heavy armor worn on his body was already broken, but now it was even more shattered, exposing a large piece of snow-like skin.

As soon as the skin was exposed, it began to be cut and torn by the impact of destruction, and the blood turned into a puff of blood mist before it flowed out.

Fortunately, after the Nirvana in Shouyang City, another large-scale war broke out, and the soul energy was sufficient, and the scars were able to heal quickly as soon as they were born.

She can do this, but it is very difficult for the warriors of the Tu nationality who are also bearing the impact of destruction. The ordinary warriors in front began to fall down with serious injuries. Seep blood beads from the inside of the body...

Emperor Xuanyuan's face sank a little bit, because at this moment he had already used his full strength, and everyone had used their full strength, but they still couldn't stop the pace of progress.

Thinking of this, he began to hesitate whether to continue to bet against the god of death.

He could see that Yuhua's divine sense was also in a state of intense consumption, and the soul energy could only restore her vitality, it had no effect on divine sense.If the stalemate continues, victory may belong to them.

But if they lose, who can afford the heavy price?
Not to mention the end of the shopping fight, even now, the best king-level warriors of the Tu people have begun to suffer injuries they cannot afford. Every moment of stalemate, they can still grit their teeth and persevere, but if it continues, someone will definitely fall.

And once the number of fallen destroys the balance of combat power between the two sides, it will lead to a big defeat. At that time, powerful people at the level of Emperor Xuanyuan, Red Emperor, and Chief High Priest may be able to escape. They will all be wiped out by the God of Death.

King warriors are the most powerful reserves of combat power in the prehistoric human race, and each one is very precious. Emperor Xuanyuan can calmly face the death of an army of thousands of ordinary warriors, and he is unwilling to see a king warrior sacrifice.

Finally, the king warrior at the front could no longer bear the impact of destruction, and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Emperor Xuanyuan's expression changed, he separated his mind, and pulled Jian Jia out from behind him.

Jian Jia's divine sense was sealed, and she was instantly severely injured by the impact of destruction, her seven orifices bled at the same time, and her face paled like gold paper.

Seeing this, Yan Hua finally stopped.

She stopped, but Xuanyuan Emperor's side made a heavy hand instead, one ebbed and the other ebbed and flowed, and Yanhua's people were immediately blown away by the impact of destruction.

When he landed again, he knelt on one knee and stabilized his figure with the support of the sorrow of the soul.

"Hehe, this is the so-called Great Emperor Xuanyuan, who used unarmed and weak women as a means of coercion." Yuhua wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)