Chapter 1610: Menacing
Chapter Sixty One
At this moment, the Battle Soul Continent was full of smoke. Just as Ling Ao said, the Temple of the God of War had already begun to work against the ancients, and it was not against a certain domain, but the eight domains together.
Upon receiving this information, the cultivators of the War Soul Continent were all shocked, shocked by the background of the War God Temple.
In addition to the Gods and Southern Regions, the Eastern Regions, Western Regions, Northern Regions, Heaven Regions, Geographical Regions, Profound Regions, and Spiritual Regions have seven ancient tribes, but the Temple of War is facing at the same time. The power of the temple.
Many monks fled to God's Domain, and now only God's Domain is the only safe haven, and the other eight domains have become battlefields.
In God's Domain, a restaurant, many monks are discussing this matter unscrupulously. As monks in the Temple of War, they do have proud capital.
Just as the floating corpses were floating in other places, and the blood was flowing into the river, they were still able to talk and laugh, even in the wind.
"The latest battle report, the Murong family of Spirit Realm has surrendered to my War God Temple. So far, I have officially won the domain!"
"It's only been a month, and the Murong family surrendered? They really don't have any backbone. I thought they could hold on for another half a month."
"Haha, the Murong family is something that bullies the soft and fears the hard, don't you know? But I was really surprised. I originally thought that Southern Territory would be the first to win."
"I think so too. You must know that the Vice-Hallmaster of the Southern Territory will personally set off against the World, and it will only be a matter of time before they win."
"To deal with the weakest Southern Territory, the Vice-Hall Master will go out in person? It is estimated that it will take a long time to unify the Southern Territory. The alien invasion is imminent. The Temple of War must unite the Soul Continent, and no second voice is allowed. Who If you dare to resist, you will be an enemy of the Battle Soul Continent."
"At this time, they are still so selfish and just want to safeguard their own interests and resources. Where do they put the cultivators of the Battle Spirit Mainland?"
"It's a pity that my strength is too low, otherwise I will definitely join the expedition team and do my meager efforts for the Battle Soul Continent to anger the betrayers of the ancient race."
Many monks were filled with righteous indignation and were full of anger at the other ancient races. In everyone's eyes, the War God Temple united the Soul Continent, just to gather strength to fight the alien race.
What they didn't know was that the Temple of the God of War had already betrayed the Continent of the Soul of War. They were the real betrayers of the Continent of the Soul of War. Unfortunately, they were still complacent and proud of being the people of the Temple of the God of War.
I have to say that the Temple of War has made a good move. Standing at the moral commanding heights, even if the ancient tribes want to refute, they are powerless.
For so many years, most of the cultivators in the Nine Regions have only seen the Temple of War, and where are the ancient races, their thinking has been deeply rooted thousands of years ago. It is impossible to change in a short time.
The great powers of the ancient tribe had just returned to their place, and I didn't expect the Temple of War to suddenly attack, most people were a little caught off guard, but apart from the spiritual realm, the other realms did not mean to surrender.
Of course, this is only on the surface, the specifics are not known.
At this moment, over the Southern Territory, dozens of flying warships crossed the sky and headed straight away from the Fire Emperor's Capital.
On the front deck of one of the warships, there was a figure standing. This person was no one else, but the deputy master of the Temple of War God fighting the world.
"Deputy Hall Master, the nine great dynasties of the Southern Territory, and now there is only the Great Li Emperor Dynasty. In fact, a small Southern Territory, you don’t need the Vice-Hall Master to go out in person." Behind Zhan Tianxia, a middle-aged man wearing black armor The man respectfully said, the words are full of flattery.
"Zhan Yun, the Southern Territory is not as simple as you think, especially this Great Li Dynasty, everyone is careful!" Zhan Tianxia shook his head, his eyes filled with solemn colors.
"Vice-Hall Master, there are forty war **** realm powerhouses on our battleship. When dealing with a small emperor, we must be careful?" Zhan Yun, a man in black armor, was full of disdain.
No wonder he is so conceited. He is the God of Eight Transformations. Even the God of the Nine Transformations has the power of battle. How could he put it in the eyes of a small Emperor who might not even have the Holy Realm of War?
"Deputy Hall Master, Lihuo Emperor has arrived." Another man said respectfully.
Zhan Tianxia retracted his mind and looked up toward the sky. In the distance, a huge fiery red city was lying there quietly, and the setting sun turned the whole city red like blood.
"Deputy Hall Master, it is rumored that this generation of Asura Hall Master walked out of this Emperor's Dynasty? If I destroy it, I don't know if Xiao Fan knows, how will he react?" Zhan Yunxie smiled.
After the words fell, Zhan Yun stepped into the air in vain, and turned into a flash of lightning to rush towards the giant flame city, and it was too late for Zhan Tianxia to stop it.
"Fly at full speed!" Zhan Tianxia snorted. Zhan Yun is his nephew, so naturally he doesn't want him to take risks.
At the speed of Zhan Yun, he appeared outside Lihuo Emperor Capital in just a few breaths. Looking at the lively Lihuo Emperor Capital, Zhan Yun's eyes were full of indifference: "It is rumored that the thunder body of the palace lord suffered here. , I don’t know if it’s true, nothing more, it can be solved directly with a slap, and it is considered revenge for the palace master!"
As he spoke, Zhan Yun's body agitated with divine power, and suddenly raised his hand and flipped over. The next moment, the sky above the Fire Emperor Capital suddenly began to rumbling, like a thunder.
Many cultivators looked at the sky blankly, and an aura of great destruction spread over the surface, pressing everyone out of breath.
"What's going on?" someone exclaimed, with a look of horror on his face, and the breath of death and destruction filled the city.
Most people felt the violent breath, their bodies were already unstable, and they knelt down towards the ground.
In front of the Eight Changed God of War, the God of War realm was all ants. At this moment, there was almost no one who could stand up. This was the power of God of War. Although it was exaggerated to destroy the sky and destroy the earth, it was easy to destroy a city.
"It's just a group of ants! How can you afford to roll over a big wave?!" Above the sky, Zhan Yun's face showed disdain, even if there was a reminder from Zhan Tianxia, he didn't take this city seriously.
Suddenly, a vast palm of thousands of miles in the sky condensed over Lihuo Emperor Capital, and the entire Lihuo Emperor was enveloped in it.
With this slap, the entire city will be photographed into a fan.
The monks in the capital of Lihuo saw this huge palm gangway and thought that the sky had fallen, but unfortunately, they were all breathless from the palm gangway.
Although he was afraid and angry, but there was no resistance at all. The neck seemed to be pinched by a big hand, and there was no sound at all.
They can only pray in their hearts and have no other way.
Seeing that Zhang Gang was about to fall away from the Fire Emperor's Capital, a wicked smile appeared on Zhan Yun's face. The next moment, Zhan Yun suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky. The smile on his face suddenly stiffened, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.
I saw a blood stream piercing the sky, as if coming across the ages, the speed was incredible.
Before the blood streamer approached, Zhan Yun felt a sharp tingling sensation, and the first thought that flashed in his mind was to run away.
However, he suddenly found that his feet seemed to be disobedient, and he couldn't make a step at all.
You know, you are the God of Eight Transformations. How can anyone in this world be able to suppress himself from moving?
"Zhan Yun, fast retreat!" A blast came from a distance, but Zhan Tianxia rushed to it. Seeing that **** streamer, Zhan Tianxia's eyes flashed with fright.
