Chapter 935: 　Death crisis

"Tong's house."
There was a fierce light in Ye Yusheng's eyes.
The golden lightning filled his eyes, and those eyes were like a long river of time, and the golden lightning seemed to be swimming like a golden dragon, killing the sky.
He suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said softly: "Go, enter the city."
Into the city.
He didn't say much, but remembered the two words of Tong's family in his heart.
"Om."
A group of figures fell from the sky, a total of nineteen people.
These nineteen people turned out to be powerful in the king's realm.
In a war fortress, there are nineteen king-level powers hidden unexpectedly, which is terrifying.
Nineteen kings, everyone is full of powerful aura, the aura is surging, even the weather is changed by the breath of the nineteen kings, the sky is thundering, and the dark clouds are overwhelming.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder shook the void, and a ray of silver lightning pierced the dark clouds like a dragon.
There is also a huge palace floating up and down in the dark clouds, a huge shadow of monsters and beasts shuttles through the clouds, and various heaven and earth visions cover the void.
The breath of the nineteen kings covered the sky.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Yusheng looked up with a solemn expression.
Behind him, Hou Lei, An'er, Asi and others were all ready to take action, and their bodies were tight.
"..."
silent.
Only the thunder in the sky was rolling, lightning tore the dark clouds, and various heaven and earth anomalies squeezed the sky.
"boom."
Ye Yusheng clenched his fists, the air exploded, and the void exploded under his fists.
The quieter, the more depressing the atmosphere.
"boom."
The killing that hadn't been scabbed for a long time automatically flew out from behind, fell in front of you, and smashed to the ground. The whole earth shook violently: "Want to fight again?"
"Ha ha."
One of the nineteen kings of the road finally spoke up.
The first person was wearing a simple silver armor with knife marks and sword wounds all over the armor. This is an armor that has experienced countless killings and battles.
Bao Jia has been nurtured by war for countless years and has been psychic.
She is a woman, wearing silver armor, heroic, and whispered: "What's your name?"
"Who are you?" Ye Yusheng asked back.
The woman's expression remained unchanged, she let out a cold snort, and with a'boom', in the sky, countless ray of silver light was spilled from that magnificent and simple palace, and every ray was like a silver spear that pierced the sky.
"Boom!"
Yin hurriedly fell, the sky turned upside down, and the mighty pressure fell on Ye Yusheng, causing his body to sway: "This king is asking you something."
"Hey."
The familiar arc rose at the corner of his mouth, and Ye Yusheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the surrounding silver light.
"boom."
All the silver light burst.
A calm voice sounded: "Who are you scaring?"
"boom."
In the sky, the body of the woman in silver armor shook violently.
In this scene, the expression of the woman in silver armor was immediately chilled, and the expressions of other people suddenly changed.
"Hey, scare me?"
Ye Yusheng didn't have any extra expressions on his face, only a sneer: "Dare to ask me, what are you?"
"So courageous."
The silver armor woman was furious.
"Silver, don't be impulsive."
An old man next to him stopped the silver-clad woman who wanted to go to war, looked at Ye Yusheng, with a dusty and elegant temperament flowing on her body, and said: "This little friend, the old man has a question to ask you, I wonder if it is convenient for the little friend."
"inconvenient."
Master Song: "..."
Such a straightforward refusal almost made Master Song a somersault.
"Make way, otherwise, don't blame me for doing it." Ye Yusheng said.
"Arrogant."
The silver-clad woman's personality is a bit violent, her eyes are filled with killing intent: "The thief is rampant, looking for death."
"boom."
The silver armor woman shot again, this time, the quaint palace on the sky thundered down.
"Silver Spirit King."
The others were shocked.
The phantom of the quaint palace, this is not an ordinary palace, but a projection of a magic soldier.
Not the ground level, but the sky level.
The projection of the gods of the heavenly ranks burst into heavenly power with one move.
"Boom!"
This time, the sky really collapsed.
The Silver Spirit King said coldly: "This son provokes this king one after another, and whoever stops this king, don't blame this king turning his face."
As soon as the words came out, the person who was going to stop talking immediately stopped speaking.
Silver Spirit King, one of the eight great families in Zhongzhou, a family of kings.
On the top of the palace, there is a soldier, Zhenwang Pavilion handed down from extremely long ago.
"when."
The Zhenwang Pavilion fell, accompanied by a burst of shouts from the silver armored woman.
There was a bell from the Zhenwang Pavilion, which made people feel refreshed and comfortable, but it was a kind of killing for Ye Yusheng, that was the seed of killing, cut into his heart.
"Om."
A jade-colored light appeared in Ye Yusheng's body, and a glazed jade tower enveloped his body, blocking the Seed of Killing.
The silver armored woman shot again, a streamer flew up from the Zhenwang Pavilion, and automatically launched a treasured attack. Ye Yusheng encountered crises several times, but they all avoided the past.
The heavenly soldiers are too strong.
"Roar!"
Ye Yusheng roared, feeling the breath of death.
"Kill."
He was roaring, finally holding his palm on the killing, with a ‘chih’, ​​the blue cloth tied to the killing exploded, and a little ignition light lit up.
"kill."
The fire is surging to the sky, like a congenital fire, crimson like magma, and the burning void trembles.
Killing across the air, cut to the fallen palace phantom.
"Boom!"
Heaven and earth riots.
"Hou Lei."
Ye Yusheng held the killing and fought against the palace phantom frantically, and a roar came out: "Take people away immediately, return to the Eastern Region, take care of Ashuo and An'er, I will come to you in a while."
He felt the crisis of death and could not escape, so he could only let Hou Lei lead the people away first.
"Want to go?"
But the nineteen kings in front of him did not agree, and one of them hummed coldly and stepped out.
"boom!"
The killing turned out to be a blow, and the shooter was shot down, and at the same time he shouted: "Hurry up."
"Boss..."
Hou Lei's eyes burst with blood.
This was the first time he felt anxious in the boss.
Had it not been for a life and death crisis, Hou Lei would certainly not say such a thing, nor would he let him take someone away.
So far, Ye Yusheng fought the two kings alone.
Others are also a little moved and want to take action.
"boom."
A monstrous flame ignited from Ye Yusheng's body. In that flame, a chain of dark chains blocked the void, confining the void. On top of his head, there were seven ancient tripods and a golden ancient seal.
The spirit of the sword domain appeared, and the evil long sword fell on Ye Yusheng's left hand, killing him in his right hand.
"Tie Zhu."
Ye Yusheng threw Tie Zhu out and fell into Hou Lei's hands. He said loudly, "You leave together, don't worry, I will definitely look for you in a month."
"Boss..."
"go."
Ye Yusheng shouted: "Hurry up."
In a life and death crisis, he must plan for the worst.
Sorry!
With a long neigh, the demon horse directly rolled up An'er and Ashuo, turned and ran: "Seat less, you must come to us."
"for sure."