"Eighth Young Master, are you afraid?"
Dugu Wuji had a fierce look on his face and gritted his teeth.
The opponent's strength was actually about the same as his, and even stronger than Weisi.
This undoubtedly felt an unspeakable humiliation for Dugu Wuji, because he had sufficient confidence in his own physical strength.
Fortunately, Ying Ziye's physical strength is not as strong as his!
Otherwise he would really cry.
"Ying Ziye, as the eighth son of the mighty Qin Empire, why did you start using aggressive tactics when you couldn't catch up with us?!"
The ninth God of War, the Primordial Chaos Demon, stood in the void, his animal skin cloak fluttering in the wind, and his black hair dancing like a long snake. He looked directly at Ying Ziye with a look of disdain and disdain.
"idiot!"
Ying Ziye slashed out with his sword.
Dahe Sword Intent!
The sword of the river comes from the sky!
A galaxy swept across from the sky, with endless power, blasting and killing the primitive chaos demon.
The infinite sword intent and sword energy roared past.
Corroding the flesh and blood of living beings and cutting off vitality!
"you!"
The original Ranma hurriedly resisted.
The broadsword in his hand fell down, facing the mighty sword energy river.
Miso miso miso!
Endless blades emerged and moved in the opposite direction.
Waves of sword energy and sword light rushed past, annihilating each other with the endless blades.
However, the waves of the sword intent of the river were endless, sweeping the endless blades and washing them hard on the original chaos demon.
After destroying the body-protecting aura, Dahe's sword intention was also severely weakened.
Only a few scars were left on his body, and the sword intent and sword energy eroded the flesh and blood.
Between the surge of Qi and blood.
The original chaotic demon roared ferociously and quickly recovered from his injuries.
The animal skin cloak was also torn into several holes by the sword energy, making him extremely miserable.
"Ying Ziye, you actually humiliated me like this!"
The original Ranma cursed angrily.
"Is it humiliation? It's just that you are too stupid!"
Ying Ziye smiled lightly and said, "Such a simple provoking method is completely useless."
"I would like to see how strong you are!"
Although the strength of the five gods of war in the Temple of War is powerful, they can threaten him.
But it is far inferior to the number one war god Cang Yue Gu Ming!
What's more, there are also the elders of the army, Yuan Tiangang and others to support them.
Besides, Ying Ziye still has many trump cards...
He is confident in dealing with the five gods of war in the Temple of War, and is naturally not afraid of the conspiracy behind them.
"Hahaha, okay!"
The white-robed immortal laughed loudly, stroking his long beard and said, "In that case, let's see if the Eighth Young Master can catch up with me!"
Seeing that Ying Ziye had taken the bait, the White-robed Immortal changed his name to an honorific title again.
I have to say, the face changes very quickly.
The anger of Dugu Wuji and Yuan Luanmo had also calmed down at this time, and they looked at Ying Ziye with sneers.
"Great, I didn't expect this damn guy to fall into the trap!"
"Hahahaha, wait until he is introduced into the forbidden area, he will look good!"
"Hmph, arrogant boy..."
Everyone in the Temple of War thought that Ying Ziye had fallen into a trap, and couldn't help but feel happy. However, they suppressed their inner excitement out of reserve.
The five war gods flew quickly and at full speed towards Haoxue Mountain.
Ying Ziye, the leader of the army, and others quickly pursued him.
Although the elder soldier, Yuan Tiangang, and the sweeping monk noticed that something was wrong, they also saw Ying Ziye's plan and did not rashly dissuade him.
Just a secret message.
"Master?!"
Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk looked at him and asked questions.
The elders of the soldiers were also puzzled.
"It doesn't matter!"
Ying Ziye waved his folding fan, chuckled, and said via voice: "Look at how they perform..."
The troops on both sides flew straight towards Haoxue Mountain.
High in the sky, Ying Ziye, Baipaoxian and others were constantly fighting each other.
The stream of light is flying, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light suddenly appears.
The huge power is as vast as a mountain.
The surrounding clouds and mist were shattered, and the strong wind was torn and annihilated!
Within a moment, you can see the towering snow-capped mountains.
And that rich blood red color!
As the distance gets closer.
The Haoxue Mountain is majestic and towering, and the Temple of War is located in the clouds.
There are even white clouds passing by from time to time.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely rich, even forming colorful spiritual clouds.
It's like a holy land of immortals!
It's just a blood-red hall with relief sculptures of various ferocious birds and wild beasts.
But it was extremely vicious, destroying such beauty.
“What a great place!”
Ying Ziye was full of praise and said: "The air is so fresh and refreshing."
"If you, Eighth Young Master, like this place, why not cooperate with me at the God of War!"
The white-robed immortal smiled and talked about cooperation again.
"No need!"
Ying Ziye flatly refused.
"snort!"
The white-robed fairy changed his face very quickly, snorted coldly, and said bitterly: "Then this place will become the burial place of the Eighth Young Master, and you will live here forever!"
"Don't utter arrogant words!"
Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk said coldly: "I'm afraid this will become your burial place."
The white-robed immortal snorted disdainfully at this.
Everyone continued to fight, and Baipaoxian and others headed straight to the back of Haoxue Mountain.
Ying Ziye, the soldier leader and the others were in hot pursuit.
As we moved forward, the weather became colder and even more chaotic.
The strong wind roared, blowing ice, snow and clouds.
Everyone on both sides moved forward for another hundred miles.
Arriving at the depths of Haoxue Mountain.
I saw a towering mountain peak ahead, exuding an abnormal gray-black aura.
With a radius of dozens of miles around the mountain peak, the gray-black air spreads for hundreds of miles around, revealing a strong sense of death...
Hao Snow Mountain, Demon God Peak!
The forbidden area of the Temple of War is said to have been transformed into the mutilated flesh and blood of the ancient demon god.
As Ying Ziye looked at this place, the intelligence records collected by the bad guys came to mind.
The extremely dark place of Demon God Peak!
A warrior with strong qi and blood under the first level cannot withstand an hour. One day in the Vajra realm, three days in the Zhixuan realm...
Every night, demonic energy is released from the ground, swallowing up all living things and corroding the soul.
If you are not determined, you will soon become a beast that has lost yourself and become obsessed!
All these are legends about the forbidden area of the God of War.
And it's not just a legend, it's reality, something that really happened.
The bad guys captured hundreds of Xiongnu, Wusun, Ding Ling and other tribal barbarians and threw them into the Demon God Peak. Among them were many first-level Vajra realm warriors, but no one who had been tested or came out...
The five gods of war in the Temple of War looked at the Demon God Peak and stepped directly into it without any hesitation.
Ying Ziye, the soldier chief elder and others stopped.
"What, why is the Eighth Young Master hesitating? Maybe he is afraid. If you are afraid, just go back to Da Qin!"
The white-robed immortal laughed loudly.
The other four people stared at Ying Ziye closely and stopped outside the Demon God Peak.
"snort!"
Ying Ziye snorted coldly, looked at Yuan Tiangang, and ordered: "Commander, you stay here."
"On the one hand, we are waiting for Jian Jiu and others to arrive, and on the other hand, we are here to meet us."
