Return of the War God

Ye Wuque stepped into the blood-stained vast plain, looked at the corpses all over the ground up close, and suddenly felt the difference.

More than half of these corpses were monks from the Northern Heaven Territory, and the remaining half were actually inhuman!

It is said that they are human-like because they do have human shapes and limbs, and that they are not human, because at this moment, after death, there is actually only a layer of blood skin left!

From this layer of blood skin, Ye Wuque could feel an inexplicable and terrifying fluctuation of life!

Weird, evil.

It was as if their bloody skin was their true body, and the flesh and blood wrapped in them were just foreign objects.

And even if he is dead, Ye Wuque can still feel a lingering evil aura that lasts for a long time!

"What are these things? They don't look like the demons in the hundred hells under the Nine Serenities!"

Ye Wuque was like the wind, but he kept thinking, because he was still in a state of not knowing anything.

However, he could feel a sense of incompatibility from these evil-filled bloodskins, like a natural enemy!

It seems that these dead skins have an endless hatred with their monks in the Northern Heaven Territory, which can only be resolved if one party completely dies.

shhhhhh!

When Ye Wuque and his party of thousands of people were galloping in the vast plain, more monks gathered from all directions. There was no limit. In just half an hour, the group reached hundreds of thousands!

Ye Wuque looked back and realized that in addition to the city where he was just now, there were hundreds of huge cities of the same scale in the other directions.

At the same time, Ye Wuque found that whenever a cultivator approached him, he would show a fiery and adoring look!

It seems that in their hearts, they are like a heroic figure.

This kind of gaze did not make Ye Wuque feel complacent, but made him even more confused.

"I just heard from Nalanyan and Sister Mo that after three days and three nights of bloody battle, I killed thirteen local experts from the Heaven Chongjing realm and rescued hundreds of senior brothers. Could it be because of this? ?"

The thoughts in his heart turned, and Ye Wuque did not let go of any clues and began to think.

Hundreds of thousands of monks galloped across the vast plain like a torrent of steel, all running to the limit, all heading for the same destination.

At the same time, an extremely oppressive atmosphere like a storm was slowly spreading, and everyone's faces were very solemn, as if they were about to face something extremely terrifying.

"That is……"

After walking like this for about an hour or so, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed, and a shocking color flashed inside him!

At the end of the vast plain, the road ahead was blocked, because this border fortress with a length of hundreds of thousands of zhang stood here, dividing the world into two, and the border represents the monks of the northern sky, and Beyond the border seems to be an extremely dangerous area.

"There is actually such a majestic border fortress. Judging from its appearance, such handwriting is simply terrifying and scary!"

Ye Wuque sighed to himself that this was the first time he had seen a border fortress of such an amazing scale, and even when he discovered that the border fort that was supposed to be black had already turned dark red.

That dark red color was formed by the condensed and poured of countless blood, and it only appeared after a long time.

Majestic, domineering, tragic, and suffocating!

It seems that on this border fortress, there have been earth-shattering battles, death battles, and bloody battles again and again!

The lives of countless monks have filled this border, and countless unjust souls are wailing and roaring. If the spirit of the soul is not firm, even the moment they see the border fortress, they will be in a trance and be shocked by its tragic and bloody momentum. Depressed.

It was only when Ye Wuque boarded the border fort that he completely realized the size of the border fort!

"What the hell happened?"

"Yeah! Nine consecutive war horns are unheard of!"

"Is it possible that the evil cultivator from outside the territory attacked in one fell swoop and launched the final decisive battle?"

"Anyway, something shocking must have happened!"

...

As soon as they boarded the border fortress, hundreds of thousands of monks who came with Ye Wuque said with a grim expression, as if they were asking something.

Ye Wuque, on the other hand, was silent, and glanced at this border fortress, which was called a war machine. He felt the fluctuation of countless Dao cultivation bases, almost everywhere in the border fortress, there were millions of Dao!

Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan have been around Ye Wuque all the time, but the two girls' beautiful eyes are constantly scanning around, as if they are looking for something.

"Strange, what about Dou Tian and the others? Every time we come to the fort, they will show up!"

"Did they lead the slaughter mission to form a team to leave the fortress to kill the evil cultivators outside the realm?" | The two women kept talking, which attracted Ye Wuque's eyes.

"Are Dou Tian, ​​Chen He, and the others in the fortress here too? Foreign cultivators, it seems that this is the name of those bloodskin cultivators, but why do I feel a sense of unease..."

Ye Wuque suddenly felt that he was on a whim, and a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if he felt something uneasy.

His cultivation at this moment has become extremely powerful, and has almost reached the peak of the Cleansing Mortal Realm. This kind of whim is not groundless, but a vision that only a few cultivators with astonishing talent are powerful enough to appear.

hum!

Just when Ye Wuque had this feeling, suddenly a powerful and unparalleled fluctuation descended from the sky, accompanied by a strong and incomparable Yuan force light, like the light and heat shed by the scorching sun!

"Hunyang! This is the master of Lichen!"

The moment he noticed this terrifying fluctuation, Ye Wuque's expression moved.

Because the cultivation base has changed too many reasons, Ye Wuque's perception of the master of Lichen has become extremely strong and delicate.

"Lichen Realm is the realm after Washing Mortal Realm. Now it seems that Lichen Realm is only a general term, and there must be further divisions within it." At this time, this great master of Lichen Realm descended from the sky to Ye Wuque. It feels like just entering the realm of dust. Although it is still powerful, it is different from the cloud and mud compared to the black and white holy masters, the elders of holy light, and it does not bring much pressure to him today.

"The horns sounded nine times because we were shocked to discover a shocking conspiracy of the evil cultivators outside the realm! They turned into me monks from the North Heaven Territory and hid in the North Heaven Territory many years ago, and now this elder has just discovered a few of them. Name! They were killed on the spot and their heads were taken!"

The voice of this Lichen elder was cold and ruthless, his murderous intent was awe-inspiring, his figure was hidden in the soul sun, and he couldn't see clearly, but he saw that he had thrown a few things from the void!

gollum...

These things rolled down the ground, but dragged out bloodstains, which turned out to be bloody heads!

The moment Mo Honglian and Nalanyan saw these heads, their expressions changed drastically, and they were almost unable to stand still and fell down!

Ye Wuque also became stunned, and his heart was full of anger!

Because those heads belonged to Dou Tian, ​​Chen He, and Huo Qingshan!