Heavenly Hong Shengjun's face was pale, and he who possessed the power of Emperor Wu would fail so miserably!
And Zhao Yi in front of him seemed to be another person, evil and unpredictable.
"dead!"
Zhao Yi had a pair of pupils, exuding death-like light, lifted a finger out and lightly tapped it.
"What..."
Heavenly Hong Shengjun just wanted to escape, but his body seemed to be imprisoned, unable to move at all, the red light pierced his chest without hesitation.
"Do not!"
Holy Lord Tianhong shouted, his wounds immediately adhered to the evil spirit, eroding his body a little bit.
"Death won't let you succeed!"
Heavenly Hong Shengjun's eyes were red, and for the first time in many years, he felt that his life was threatened as fatally.
With a low drink, his body swelled up involuntarily.
"Blode?"
Zhao Yi raised his red pupils, his brows couldn't help but frowned. The self-destruction from the half emperor, the terrible destructive power, this body could not bear.
"Boom!"
Although Zhao Yi retreated for the first time, Tianhong Shengjun's body swelled to the extreme, and there was a loud noise, blood mist mixed with terrible spiritual power, and he rushed straight towards Zhao Yi's body.
Even with the suffocating protection, Zhao Yi's body was still blasted by most.
"escape!"
Although his body was blown to shreds, Tianhong Shengjun let the remnant soul escape smoothly.
Spiritual power whizzed and controlled Zhao Yi's remnant soul, and in order to escape the catastrophe, he hid back in the blood evil beads.
And the monstrous evil spirit overflowing from the Blood Fiend Orb, as if it had a self-repairing function, actually restored the broken body at the speed of the naked eye.
In just a few breaths, the exploded body has recovered.
"Brother Zhao Yi!"
The aftermath of the self-destruction ended after a long while, and Yan Zhirou stood up without hesitation and ran towards the battlefield.
The pits and pits seemed to have experienced an indescribable super war, and in the center of the battlefield, only one person was left standing there.
"Great, you haven't been injured, are you? Where did Shengjun Tianhong go?"
Seeing Zhao Yi standing there, Yan Zhirou breathed a sigh of relief and trot towards him.
"Roar!"
Without the control of the Blood Fiend Pearl, Zhao Yi at this time was just a murderous machine without sane. Seeing Yan Zhirou, he immediately let out a low growl, his appearance looked extremely terrifying.
Without saying a word, Zhao Yi waved his palm, and a magic pillar appeared in his hand and slammed directly on the top of Yan Zhirou's head.
"Boom!"
Yan Zhirou was so frightened by the sudden scene that a magic tower appeared in the sky at the moment of this sudden shot, barely blocking the attack.
"Yan Zhirou, step back! He is no longer the Zhao Yi you know!"
The demon prince sage immediately went to Yan Zhirou's side and said palely, blocking Zhao Yi's casual blow would exhaust his power!
"can……"
Yan Zhirou just wanted to say something, Zhao Yi rushed over again, and in desperation, the demon prince had to take her and back off in a hurry.
Zhao Yi looked closely at the demon prison sage and Yan Zhirou, a pair of emotionless eyes fluctuated slightly, and finally did not catch up.
"Roar!"
Zhao Yi turned around, there was a burst of low roar from his throat, and he rushed out in a certain direction, disappearing directly to the edge of the sky in just a few breaths.
"Just... what happened?"
"Where did Saint Monarch Tianhong who possess the power of Emperor Wu go?"
"Could it be that I was killed by the guy just now?"
"..."
As the remnant soul of the sage of Tianhong escaped, Zhao Yi also left the Thousand Corpse Gate. The war ended in an inexplicable way, and countless monks looked confused, obviously a little confused.
With these questions, everyone slowly left the Thousand Corpse Gate.
Of course, today's earth-shattering battle, I am afraid it will spread to every corner of the Wuji continent in a very short time!
In the name of Zhao Yi, he also began to reach the pinnacle of the world!
Tianhong Shengjun is missing, and there is no need for Tiger Fight and the monsters to stay. After holding a fist to the demon prison Shengjun, slowly leave.
"Zhao Yi looks terrible."
Yan Zhirou thought of Zhao Yi's red eyes, her face pale.
But there was some worry in her heart. She found that Zhao Yi at that time was no longer himself.
"Don't worry, the boss won't leave us so easily. Now that the soul-calling stone has been obtained, the boss will need to resurrect Da Yuan."
Heizi came to Yan Zhirou's side and smiled comfortingly.
Previously, under the siege of Hu Chi and the demon prince holy monarch, he smoothly forced the soul-calling stone from the hands of the earth Hong Shengjun.
However, after the explosion of spiritual power, Dihong, Black Corpse and many elder disciples did not know where they were.
"Well, no matter what happens, I will definitely get Brother Zhao Yi back."
Yan Zhirou nodded, making up her mind secretly.
...
Three days have passed since the Battle of Thousand Corpses Gate.
In these short days, the news of the Thousand Corpse Gate war spread like a violent wind to every corner of the mainland.
When you know the situation and results of the battle, everyone feels shocked.
The final result was the disappearance of countless high-level people in the Thousand Corpse Gate!
The disappearance of the master of the Thousand Corpse Gate is naturally coveted by many family forces. In just a few days, many masters directly rushed into the Thousand Corpse Gate to carve up the territory and the treasure.
As for the remaining disciples and elders of the Thousand Corpse Gate, wherever they could stop them, they could only watch this scene happen wantonly.
In addition, there is another terrible legend circulating in the Wuji continent.
Red Grim Reaper!
Since the War of the Thousand Corpses Gate ended, the teenagers who did not know where they appeared would kill them when they saw them.
The original black clothes had become blood red after a while, and that's how the red death came from.
The tyranny of the red of death naturally aroused the anger of countless masters, and a monk at the martial arts level wanted to walk for the sky.
However, in front of the red death just found, he was torn to pieces with bare hands before he said a word.
At that time, most of the people who came to watch the show were also killed, and the entire city was occupied.
The legend of the red death is intensifying.
Of course, the matter didn't end so quickly. A month later, after knowing that such a demon had appeared in the world, a casual cultivator who had been in retreat for a thousand years had to go out to deal with the Red Death.
This casual cultivator was quite famous even for thousands of years, and his exit immediately attracted countless monks' pursuit.
The name of this casual repairman is Dalian Shengjun. If he talks about his strength, he is probably better than Tianhong Shengjun. He has been working hard to attack Emperor Wu for thousands of years.
So Dalian Shengjun wants to fight against the red death god, and learn some great roads.
After searching for a while, a certain inaccessible mountain range finally found the red death god!
