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

Most of these corpses were monks from the Northern Sky Territory, and the remaining half seemed to be inhumane!

To say that they are human because they do have a human form and have limbs, and that they are inhuman, because at this moment, after death, there is only a layer of blood left!

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

Weird and evil.

It's as if their blood skin is their true body, and the flesh and blood wrapped in it are just foreign things.

And even if he was dead, Ye Wuque could still feel an evil aura that soared into the sky for a long time!

"What the **** are these? It doesn't look like the demons in the hundred hells under the Nine Nethers!"

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

However, from these evil blood skins, he can feel that they are incompatible, just like natural enemies!

It seems that these dead skins have an endless hatred with the monks in their northern heaven, and only one party can completely die before they can resolve it.

Shoo!

When Ye Wuque's group of thousands of people galloped across the vast plain, more monks gathered from all directions, boundless, in just half an hour, this group of people 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 other directions.

At the same time, Ye Wuque found that whenever a monk approached him, he would show a glimmer of fiery and admiration!

It seems that he has become a heroic character in their hearts.

This look didn't make Ye Wuque complacent, on the contrary, it made him even more confused.

"I just heard Nalanyan and Sister Mo say that after three days and three nights of **** battles, I killed 13 high-level masters in the place and rescued hundreds of seniors. Is it because of this incident? ?"

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

Hundreds of thousands of monks galloped across the vast plains like a torrent of steel, all of them running to the extreme, and all rushing to the same destination.

At the same time, an extremely depressive atmosphere slowly spread, and everyone's face was very solemn, as if they were about to face something extremely terrible.

"That is...."

After traveling like this for about an hour or so, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly condensed, and a shocking color flashed within it!

At the end of the vast plain, the way forward was blocked, because this frontier fortress with a length of tens of thousands of feet stood here, dividing the heaven and earth into two, and the monks in the northern heaven were represented within the border. Beyond the border seems to be an extremely dangerous area.

"There is such a majestic frontier fortress, depending on its appearance, this kind of handwriting is terribly scary!"

Ye Wuque sighed secretly that this was the first time he saw such an astonishingly large border fortress, and even when he discovered that this border fortress, which was supposed to be black, had already turned dark red.

That dark red color is formed by the condensation of countless blood, and it will only appear after a long time.

Majestic, domineering, tragic, and maddening!

It seems that above this border fortress, there have been earth-shaking battles, death battles, and **** battles again and again!

The lives of countless monks were filled into this border, and countless souls were wailing and roaring. If the soul is not determined, even the moment when you see the border fortress, you will be in a trance and be shocked by its tragic and **** aura. Listless.

When Ye Wuque boarded this border fortress, he fully realized the hugeness of this border fortress!

"What happened?"

"Yes! The nine series of horns of war are unheard of before!"

"Could it be that the evil cultivators outside the territories attacked in one fell swoop and launched the final decisive battle?"

"In short, something terrifying must have happened!"

...

As soon as they boarded the border fortress, hundreds of thousands of cultivators who came with Ye Wuque spoke with stern faces, as if they were asking something.

Ye Wuque was silent, and glanced at this border fortress, which can be called a war machine. He felt countless cultivation fluctuations from it, almost everywhere in the border fortress, there were millions of them!

Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan have been surrounding Ye Wuque all the time, but the beautiful eyes of the two girls kept scanning the surroundings, as if they were looking for something.

"Strange, how about Dou Tian and others? They will show up every time we come to the fortress!"

"Did they lead the killing mission to form a team and leave the fortress to kill the evil repairs outside the territory?" | The two women kept talking, and Ye Wuque's eyes were also surging.

"Dou Tian, ??Chen He, and others are also in the fortress here? Extraterritorial evil cultivator, it seems that this is the name of those blood-skin monks, but why do I have a frightening feeling of anxiety..."

Ye Wuque suddenly felt that he was on a whim, and there was a flash of light in his mind, as if he felt some anxiety.

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

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Just when Ye Wuque was born with this feeling, a powerful and unparalleled wave suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by a strong and incomparable light of vitality, like the light and heat sprinkled by the scorching sun!

"Hun Yang! This is a master of Lichen Realm!"

At the moment when he noticed this terrifying fluctuation, Ye Wuque's expression moved.

Because of the fact that the cultivation base has changed too much, Ye Wuque's perception of the Great Master Leaving the Dust Realm has become extremely dense and extremely delicate.

"The Lichen Realm is the realm after the Ordinary Washing. It seems that Lichen Realm is only a collective term, and there must be further divisions within it." At this time, this great Lichen Realm expert who descended from the sky gave Ye Wuque It feels like just entering and leaving the dust realm. Although it is still strong, it is different from the cloud and mud compared to the black and white holy master Shengguang elders, and it does not bring much pressure to him today.

"The nine horns sounded because we were shocked by a territorial evil cultivator's terrifying conspiracy! They turned into me many years ago, and the monks of the Northern Heaven Territory hid in the Northern Heaven Territory. Now this elder has just discovered a few of them. Fame! They have been killed on the spot and their heads are taken!"

The voice of this elder from the dust realm was indifferent and unforgiving, and his body was hidden in the soul sun, unable to see clearly, but he saw that he had dropped a few things from the void!

Guru...

These things rolled to the ground, but they dragged out bloodstains, they were actually **** heads!

The moment Mo Honglian and Nalan Yan saw these heads, their expressions changed drastically, they almost couldn't stand firmly, and they fell down!

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

Because those heads are the three of Dou Tian, ??Chen He, and Huo Qingshan!

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