Emperor Dazhu put away his sword and said in a deep voice, "It seems that this place has been discovered, so be careful."

"It's broken, then the master is in trouble too!" Ji Qing said anxiously.

"I must have encountered the trouble, it depends on how long they can hold on."

In order to speed up the progress, Emperor Zhu Wu simply walked in the front, and Ji Qing pointed at the direction behind him from time to time to ensure that he did not make a mistake.

Occasionally, clan coalition forces who were left alone were taken away with one knife.

The more you move forward, the passage ahead begins to be destroyed, the walls are shattered, and ruins are everywhere.

The faint smell of blood and saltpeter all fully prove that there was a fierce battle in this underground corridor before.

"I guess they are not here anymore, so we have to hurry up and leave." Emperor Zhu Wu turned around and said.

Just as he turned around, he felt that the ruins on the ground were loose, and one arm suddenly hugged his calves.

The hair stood upside down, and Emperor Zhu Wu of Dazhu raised his fist and smashed it under him without thinking. Before he could fall, Ji Qing hurriedly stopped him.

Under the cover of darkness, Emperor Zhu Wu could barely see clearly the figure that hugged his calves.

"Master!" Ji Qing knelt down on the ground, sobbing sadly as he looked at the bloody figure, "The third brother is late."

The figure coughed out a mouthful of blood and waved his hand, "No, it's not too late, A Zheng and the others are here, at Yunnitai."

The Emperor Zhu Wu, who was standing beside him, leaned over and whispered, "Captain Ji, can you let go of me first? It's quite intriguing."

He raised his head, as if he was identifying the identity of Emperor Da Zhu Wu. After a while, he said, "Are you the mysterious man who wiped out tens of thousands of people and slaughtered nearly thirty gods, and protected the Sima clan with his own strength?"

‘What kind of hell is this? So long?’ Emperor Zhu Wu was confused and nodded, “Although it is not as exaggerated as you said, it is almost the same.”

Without saying a word, the leader of the Ji clan knelt in front of the Great Zhu Wu, with Ji Qing's support.

"What are you doing? Get up quickly."

The head of the Ji clan knelt down and said resolutely, "It is a foregone conclusion that my Ji clan's destruction tonight, and there are no ten relatives left in the tribe. As the head of the Ji clan, I am not responsible for escaping. I have to retreat to the enemy with my death. But my Ji clan still has a family member. In order to avoid being vicious, I knelt down and beg my lord to save my people."

The two of them kowtowed more than a dozen times, and they had the intention of killing them here if they didn't agree today.

Emperor Dazhu said helplessly, "Actually, you don't need to blame me. If I don't agree, I'm afraid I won't come here either."

After hearing the result, the leader of the Ji clan seemed to have fulfilled his wish and fell backwards.

When I looked into my nose again, I found that it was gone.

Emperor Zhu Wu sighed inwardly, then dug a hole in the ground with a long knife to bury the leader of the Ji clan.

Ji Qing said with a sad expression, "My lord's heroic righteousness, I, Ji, will never forget you!"

"If you keep talking, you won't blame me if you can't save anyone." Emperor Zhu Wu said, and then quickly ran towards the darkness ahead.

All the secret passages built on the ground have been destroyed, the soil has collapsed, and abandoned buildings on the ground have begun to appear in groups of three or three.

After hiking in the corridor for a long time, I finally came to the end.

Emperor Zhu Wu, who had just crawled out of the corridor, looked up and saw Sima Wei squatting at the exit with a group of brothers.

As soon as he saw that it was Emperor Zhu Wu, Sima Wei breathed a sigh of relief, "It turned out to be the Lord."

"How did you touch this place? Didn't you let you be in place?" asked Sima Yao, who had crawled out of the corridor.

Sima Wei said, "After you, the clan leader, we met more than ten clan coalition forces, all of which were slaughtered. As if there was something urgent, I took my brothers to follow us secretly. After following here, I lost the people. As a result, I met you, Lord and the clan leader, as soon as I turned around."

At this time, Ji Qing on the side said nervously, "No, they may have surrounded Yun Nitai!"

"Where is Yunnitai? Take us quickly!" Emperor Zhu Wu said in a deep voice.

Ji Qing immediately passed over everyone, used his internal strength to run wildly forward.

Under the darkness, hundreds of figures were heading forward like a dense net.

Under Yunnitai, which was towering into the sky, most of the sacred bird stone sculptures on the left and right were destroyed by brute force, and nearly ten thousand Ji clan members were forced here at this moment.

At the same time, countless figures came from all directions, and each figure in the head showed a red red light.

The Ji clan under Yunni's stage, the elderly, young, women and children, account for almost two-thirds of the elderly, and the remaining young and middle-aged people are less than 10%.

Nearly ten messengers of the God of Killing were all killed in the previous battle to protect the county, and none of them were spared.

And at the forefront of the tribes, a slightly thin but stubborn figure stood beside the sacred bird stone sculpture, without retreating a little.

The blue shirt on his body was fluttering in the wind, and the green long sword in his hand was curled.

The firm and heroic gaze showed off from the bronze mask on his face, as if he was surrounded by people, all of whom were despised.

The clan coalition that was constantly surrounding and shrinking was not one of them, and they all looked cautiously at the thin blue shirt ahead.

Finally, a god of killing messenger couldn't help but sprinted over the night like a black panther, and his blood and qi turned into a knife in his hand and slashed it without hesitation.

And the thin blue shirt was still standing there, just raising his arm, and the blue sword blade roared like a dragon's roar.

The sword energy is ubiquitous!

Nearly a hundred green sword energy was raging, and the messenger of the God of Killing who had not yet approached turned into a blood mist wrapped in the sword energy.

The group of killing messengers subconsciously retreated, looked at each other everywhere, and did not dare to move forward.

The bright red blood gushed out from the cuffs of the thin blue shirt holding the sword, slowly soaking the ring around the waist.

A sound full of energy broke the stiff atmosphere.

"No, no, I've heard earlier that Ji's family has an extraordinary genius, with a strong and pure inner strength, and can compete with three or five ordinary envoys. When I see him today, he really lives up to his reputation."

The crowd consciously spread a passage, and a bearded man holding two long axes slowly appeared from behind.

His eyes were filled with brilliance, and since his appearance he looked directly at the thin blue shirt.

The thin blue shirt was not overwhelmed, but the aura was even sharper.

A sneer emanated from the corner of the bearded man's mouth, and his arms holding the long axe began to seep out of blood and red light.

Every envoy of the Killing God who saw this kind of bright color was shocked and unconsciously wanted to stay away from this bearded man.

This blood-red color fully demonstrates the realm of the bearded man, the god of killing overlord.

There was originally only one overlord of the God of Killing in the capital, and that was Fengshan, the third apostle who lives in the Feng Hall. When was the leader of the Jin clan promoted to the Overlord of the God of Killing?!

The next moment, a blood-red light suddenly rose, sweeping away the closest messengers of the God of Killing. The bearded man rushed towards the thin blue shirt like a meteorite.

With four steps in his feet, he was thin and short in his body, and the long blue sword in his hand pressed against him.

The long axe wrapped in blood-red light broke through the air, and the power of the blow knocked away the thin blue shirt and hit the stone sculpture behind him with a bang.

The gravel rolled down and there was no time to resist again. Another long blood-colored axe rushed over, chopping open his chest and nailing the thin blue shirt to the stone sculpture.

Finally, the bearded man came with great force and his huge fist hit the back of the axe.

The sound of shattering bones that made people feel sour, and the entire axe rolled into the chest of the thin blue shirt.

The thick white bone stubble mixed with viscous plasma penetrated out of the body. The palm that was holding the hilt of the sword slowly released, and the long sword fell to the ground and made a cry of sadness.

Behind the bronze mask, his resolute and heroic eyes also dissipated.

"What a pity. If you were born in my Jin clan, you would be the youngest overlord in time," said the bearded man sighingly, "It's a pity that I can't let you live with a genius like you."

When the blue long sword fell to the ground, the Ji clan's family burst out with the last grief.

All the old or young tribesmen rushed towards the terrifying enemy that was almost desperate like crazy.

"No one left! The plow plow pacify An County!" said the bearded man coldly.

Thousands of people slaughtered, tens of people slaughtered, and at this moment the messenger of the god rushed towards Yunni like a bloodthirsty beast.

Dozens of screams sounded from the rear of the clan coalition, like a signal, and then they were endless.

A voice resounded, "Damn, you're not late, right? Don't you care, brothers, kill one person and get ten thousand animal cards, and kill ten people and get ten thousand animal cards! Just kill me!"

"kill!"

"kill"

The excited voice burst into pieces with a sky-striking momentum, and the screams became even more intense.

Emperor Zhu Wu, who held the Blood Soul Sword, felt like he was entering a state of no one. He would take more than a dozen people away with each knife.

The Sima men following the Emperor Wu of Da Zhu, each with five people and one team, alternately moving forward with each other.

Before the clan coalition was clear about what was going on, they fell to the ground like wheat.

The group of killing messengers who rushed to the front quickly turned around and looked behind him in surprise.

The bearded man had already noticed that after pulling out the long axe from his thin blue shirt, he rushed towards the location of Emperor Wu of Da Zhu.

The sense of crisis arose inexplicably, Emperor Zhu Wu yelled without thinking, "Everyone dispersed!"

"Buzz!"

The long axe wrapped in red light broke through the space and rushed over.

Emperor Da Zhu drew his sword and slashed it down, directly facing the long axe.

The blood-red ray exploded from the center and knocked away a crowd of people nearby.

The long axe was knocked away by the same path and returned to the bearded man.
To be continued...