Emperor of Death

Chapter 1539
The three children were surrounded by a dark yellow streamer, and under the shroud of light, their appearance became clearly visible below.

The soldiers stared blankly at the sky, their eyes were full of disbelief, such big men like themselves, they actually needed three children to save them?

But looking at the powerful power emanating from the three of them, the soldiers seemed to take all this for granted.

A general who was familiar with these three people suddenly exclaimed excitedly: "It's Prince Mo, Prince Mo is here. I heard that he is only three years old, but he is so powerful. He is indeed His Majesty's heir."

"Has Prince Mo come down?" Countless veterans suddenly burst into tears and said excitedly, "Your Majesty sent all the princes here, and rushed into the enemy's line to fight, which means that His Majesty has paid attention to this place a long time ago. He will not give up on him." fighter."

Ji Kun's voice rolled over the Panshi Pass: "His Royal Highness Mo's presence in person means that everything is under His Majesty's control. With His Majesty behind him, all alien races are paper tigers."

"Long live!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live Prince Mo!" The shouts were earth-shattering, soaring into the sky.

The morale of the human race was instantly shaken, and the murderous aura filled the Panshiguan. Countless people looked into the distance with murderous aura, eager for the enemy to rush over, so that they could vent their excitement with the knife in their hands.

The people who came were Yemo and Yechen's two disciples, Di Fan and Di Xin.

Yemo's talent is extraordinary, and his talent even surpassed Yechen's. Naturally, during this period, he has made rapid progress. Even Huang Xinrou and the others have been promoted to martial saints, not to mention Yemo, whose realm has long been higher than Huang Xinrou and others.

Di Xin and Di Fan, the two seeds that Ye Chen favored, although their talents are not as good as those of Ye Mo, they are also rare geniuses in the hundreds of years since the founding of the Death Empire. The real body did not disappoint Yechen, coupled with the tenacity of the brother and sister, they have always been conscientious and down-to-earth in cultivation, and when the opportunity came, they finally soared to the sky and have the ability to become Yemo's right-hand man.

In the sky, Lang Qing and Liu Song clapped their palms together, and both of them stepped back in the air, looking at each other murderously with red eyes.

Ye Mo flew over and stood in front of Liu Song, then turned to Liu Song and said, "This general, give him to me."

Just now Ji Kun's voice was heard by Liu Song, he naturally knew the identity of the child in front of him, but looking at this childish child wearing a small black leather armor and a cloak twice as long as his body behind him, , Liu Song felt that this scene was very trance.

"Your Highness, let me fight with you." Liu Song said worriedly.

Ye Mo shook his head, proudly said on his immature face: "No, killing him is only a snap of the fingers, you all back down."

Looking at this scene, Liu Song seemed to see Ye Chen in a smaller version. Both father and son were so proud.

"Like a father, like a son." Thinking of this, Liu Song said, "Your Highness, be careful."

Liu Song retreated, but he didn't dare to go far, and stood guard not far from the battlefield, for fear that Ye Mo would make a mistake, and then he would die even if he would die.

Yemo stood in the sky and pulled the strap of the cloak with both hands. This was the cloak Lanyue gave him before he set off. He said it was more majestic in the past. After wearing it, Yemo liked it very much and felt like a little adult.

Feeling the fluttering of the cloak on his back, Yemo turned his right hand and pulled out a silver gun, then pointed at Langqing from a distance, and a childish voice resounded between heaven and earth: "Beast of the wolf clan, come forward and die."

"Hahahaha!" Lang Qing was amused, the muscles at the corners of his mouth contracted slightly, his eyes showed a staring expression, and he said disdainfully, "Ye Changtian's son? Hahaha, what a great contribution to my father, I killed you, I don't need to participate in future battles, and this military achievement is enough to look down on others."

Except for Lang Qing, the rest of the alien masters were also eyeing up. While fighting their opponents, they cast their peripheral vision on Ye Mo.

If he could take the military merit of killing Ye Mo as his own, that war would be a great achievement.

But in the melee, everyone has a chance, right?

Ye Mo imitated Ye Chen's appearance on weekdays, and pretended to be indifferent: "Hehe, look at the young master, I will kill you right now."

Yemo stepped on the silver light and rushed forward suddenly. At this moment, everyone tightened their hearts.

Foreign races want meritorious service, while human races are particularly worried about Yemo's death in battle.

"Well done, go die for me." The blue light of the saber in Lang Qing's hand soared, hanging in the sky like a blue sun, illuminating the whole world.

In order to obtain the meritorious service in the first time, he also worked hard. For fear of accidents, he used all his strength as soon as he made a move, and even displayed the strongest martial arts.

Saint-level martial skill: Gale Wind Slaying Demon Slash.

Lang Qing grasped the horse-chopping knife tightly with both hands, and the tip of the knife went down, and then suddenly drew out the knife against the trend. The cyan-colored horse-chopping knife brought a huge saber energy from the bottom to the top, and the cyan light of the knife was suddenly drawn out, and then separated from the blade , soared thousands of meters in length in an instant, covering the entire space where Yemo was.

The warriors of the human race looked at this blow, only feeling their souls trembling, and subconsciously felt that the entire night sky was going to be cut to pieces by this knife.

"Your Highness?" Countless people watched this scene in horror, fearing that something might happen to Yemo.

Ji Kun and the princes and kings looked at the sky and clenched their fists tightly. Now there are not only three princes and kings, but 36 people.

All hidden masters will appear immediately.

Prince, there must be no accidents.No matter what purpose Ye Chen had, they couldn't just watch Ye Mo die in battle.

But reason told them not to make a move. Since Ye Mo made a move, it was Ye Chen's intention, and recklessly interfering was against Ye Chen's wishes.

In an instant, the hearts of the princes and kings were entangled hundreds of times.

Liu Song exerted his strength immediately, pouring the spear into the long sword, and suddenly moved forward, but stopped immediately.

He saw that a deep yellow light suddenly exploded on Yemo's silver spear, and the silver spear seemed to come to life in an instant, turning into a cyan blade that rushed forward while the dragon roared.

Two completely different forces collided fiercely together, sending out a violent explosion.

All eyes were fixed on the sky, looking at this moment.

All the races that Panshi closed raised their hearts at this moment, staring at this scene with wide eyes.

The alien martial saints in the sky are all running their power crazily at this moment. If Yemo survives, they will immediately go up to make up the final blow and achieve great success.

The explosion ended in an instant.

The next moment, the sharp cyan blade light disappeared completely, and in the light of the explosion, a deep yellow flood dragon suddenly roared out, ferocious and ferocious.

(End of this chapter)