Emperor of Death

Chapter 1297 The Mysterious Hill
War broke out.

This is a battle of martial saints between human races and alien races.

Many people who entered the canyon were fleeing. They were not strong enough to be martial saints. Being caught in such a battle would only make them meaningless cannon fodder.

Most of the martial saints are still fighting with their hands closed. After all, there are both human races and foreign races among these fleeing people. No one wants to be too fierce and cause their own human race to die unjustly.

Most of the people who stay to watch the battle are powerful and can join the battle group later.

"Holy Son, us?" Behind Wen Chuan, a young guard exuded a terrified tone.

Wen Chuan glanced at the guard coldly, and the guard said in panic, "Holy Son, forgive me."

Yechen said loudly: "Even if I die, I will die in front of the Holy Son."

Wen Chuan nodded in satisfaction. This is what a qualified guard should say. Although Wen Chuan doesn't need these guards at all, the poor quality of the guards will also make him lose face.

"Let's retreat!" Wen Chuan shouted coldly.

Wen Chuan led the Hades sect's people back to the direction of the black cave silently.

At this moment, the little fat man and Chen Li were standing not far from Wen Chuan and the others. Chen Li pulled the little fat man's clothes and moved towards the direction of the flow of people loudly, "Hurry up, run!"

"We ran in the wrong direction. We should run in that direction." The little fat man pulled Chen Li and ran towards Wenchuan.

"Stop?" the guard yelled coldly at the two fat boys.

"Son, you belong to us." Yechen said loudly, the little fat man nodded and bowed to Wen Chuan, and then said reverently, "Thank you, God, for letting me return to your arms. Following the Son is like taking a bath The splendor of God."

Wen Chuan nodded, and the guard who had stopped the little fat man silently stepped aside, letting the little fat man walk to Ye Chen's side.

Chen Li said with deep gratitude on her face: "Holy Son, I didn't expect you to care about the lives of us little people. Thank you so much."

Wen Chuan said with a smile: "Believers of God, everyone is equal!"

With the passage of time, except for the people of the Hades Sect who were still staying in the valley, the rest of the people who were not as strong as the Martial Saints had already ran out of the cave, and the masters fighting in the sky finally started to fight with all their strength.

The battle of the Martial Saints is enough to be described as a catastrophe. Their power ravaged the void and the earth, and the entire valley suffered a devastating blow.

The mountains that originally blocked the dark sky began to crumble. Through the crumbling mountains, Yechen could see the fleeing people looking back, and countless people stood on the ground far away looking at the fierce battle in the sky.

The mountains were constantly crumbling, and the mountains behind Wen Chuan and others were also broken into pieces by the overflowing force.

"Look there?"

Wen Xiang beside Wen Chuan shouted loudly, pointing his finger at the black cave.

The mountain collapsed, and the mountain range in the black cave disappeared, but a hill appeared. The hill crawled on the ground like a black monster, and the black cave occupied most of the hill's area.

But the hill that appeared was very strange. The overflowing force of the martial arts master hit the hill, but it was still intact, not even a piece of gravel jumped out.

"Treasure!" Someone exclaimed.

After the little fat man glanced at Yechen,Immediately, he turned his gaze to the hill again, swallowed subconsciously, and his eyes showed a lot of greed, the little fat man committed another problem, he couldn't move his eyes when he saw treasures.

A martial sage came towards the black hill. Everyone knew that the hill that even the martial sage could not break through must be a peerless treasure, and everyone wanted to keep it for themselves.

Someone wanted to seize the treasure, but someone intercepted it. The martial arts masters of the human race stopped the alien race who wanted to harvest the hill. The original battle group was divided into two, one side was fighting for the death ants, and the other was fighting for the black hill.

"Ah!" With the screams, a martial artist from the Raging Flame Empire had his heart shattered by the black tiger's punch and fell from the sky.

Finally, some martial saints began to fall. In this kind of large-scale treasure hunting battle, even martial saints would fall at any time.

Those who can cultivate to martial saints, each of them has come back from countless life and death, their achievements are not easy, but also, the long-term adventure career, long-term survival in the front line of life and death, makes them very adventurous The spirit, the temptation of the dead ants, made them know that it was very dangerous, but they still walked on the front line of life and death again.

This is where the good luck of the powerful Martial Saint of the Raging Flame Empire comes to an end.

And this is just the beginning, such a chaotic battle is likely to lead to the fall of several martial arts masters.

The sky has become a mass, and energies of various colors are raging in the sky. Except for a few people like Ye Chen, ordinary people can't see clearly what's going on in the sky.

"It's really wonderful." Yechen said loudly.

Wen Chuan smiled, thinking that Yechen was rare and strange.

"Holy Son, are we going to take the opportunity to seize the treasure?" Wen Yi said softly, also showing greed in his eyes.

"No!" Before Wen Chuan could speak, Li Jia quickly stopped him, and then said in a deep voice, "Holy Son, as long as we don't move, no matter which side wins in the end, we can work around it and explore this cave together when the time comes. Once you strike first, you will definitely become the target of everyone's fire, so it is better to respond to all changes with the same."

This time, Wen Chuan didn't dare to be arrogant, nodded his head in agreement with Li Jia's words, and then said flatly: "Mr. is right, we just wait and see."

"Ah!" A martial saint master of the Batman clan was torn in half by the master of the Martial God Empire. The blood was dripping, which was obviously very bloody.

Finally, the martial saints of the foreign races also began to fall.

Some martial saints began to think about self-protection, and some had already fired real fire, and the battle in the sky became more and more fierce.

"Hahahaha!" A master of the Barbarian Clan clashed with many obstacles, descended on the top of the Black Mountain, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, I will move this Montenegro first, and brothers, go to my Barbarian Clan to appreciate it. I will never forget your benefits."

"Hahaha, good!" A few masters of the foreign race laughed and blocked the attack of the human race for the master of the barbarian race, so that he could take the opportunity to leave.

"Rush over, don't let this treasure go away!" The sixth prince of the Excalibur Empire yelled loudly, sword energy raged ahead, crazily attacking the foreign races to block it.

"Hahahaha, wake me up!" Behind the barbarian bull tribe, a khaki-colored power emerged, and the power condensed into a huge phantom of the tauren, and the phantom embraced the black hill with its hands open.

Xu Ying hugged the hill firmly, and then suddenly wanted to pull it up.

"Ah!" With crazily exerting force, the master of the barbarian clan let out a roar.

"What's going on?" Someone beside Wen Chuan exclaimed.

The savage bull tribe is known for its huge strength, and is the most powerful race among the alien races. If it is normal, such a hill can be easily lifted by a martial arts master even if it is ten times or a hundred times bigger.

But now, this martial saint of the barbarian tribe seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and he didn't even shake the black hill at all.

(End of this chapter)