Emperor of Death

Chapter 2235 A Different Army
The clouds in the world of death are very thick. Yechen once flew with Lan Wen for three days and three nights, but they did not penetrate the clouds.So Yechen didn't know what was behind the clouds in this dead world.

But at this moment, above the endless thick clouds, there is a young scholar driving a small boat on the clouds.

The scene here is completely different from the gloomy atmosphere below.

In the sky, a huge sun and moon hang high on the east and west sides at the same time, the sun is in the east and the moon is in the west.

In addition, the starry sky is dotted with stars, blooming with silver light.The brilliance of these stars is so bright that even the light of the sun cannot cover the brilliance of the stars.Among them, twelve stars are particularly dazzling, evenly distributed in the sky.

The sun, moon and stars formed a very beautiful pattern, the grandeur of this pattern far surpassed the stars that Yechen saw when he was in the Martial God Continent.

The scholar is wearing a white book long robe and a scholar's hat, standing on the bow of the boat with his hands behind his back, looking at the starry sky.

Suddenly, in the east, a star that was originally very dim suddenly burst into dazzling light. In an instant, the star's brilliance surpassed all the stars at this moment, and the originally bright twelve stars dimmed in an instant.

But it only lasted for a ten-thousandth of a second before returning to its original state.If it weren't for the fact that this scholar is so powerful and keeps staring at the stars, I'm afraid it will only be considered an illusion.

"The star of destiny, turn the world upside down! When Chen Xing is born, changes will begin! This world is finally about to usher in a turning point. My destiny, Xia Yu, will also come. Lord of destiny, I don't know if you are willing to accept my fate. A purple micro star."

The speed of the small boat suddenly increased, heading east.

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Yechen spent 30 years on the floating island, helping the human race refine a new batch of dragon blood.

Among them, the lowest level dragon blood is three catties.Half a catty of blood refined from Wu Zong's dragon blood, and half a catty of Wu Emperor's level dragon blood.One thousand drops of dragon blood at the immortal state, five hundred drops of dragon blood at the immortal state, and one hundred drops of dragon blood at the holy state.

These dragon blood essences are all refined from a large amount of dragon blood, not one drop at a time.

After refining this time, almost all the beasts of the high gods need to be raised for tens of thousands of years and eat countless materials before they can restore the lost blood essence.

According to the previous agreement, Yechen harvested fifty drops of the finished dragon blood of the high god, and Yechen didn't want the rest of the dragon blood. After all, there was no shortage, and he could refine it anytime he wanted.

It's just that the dragon's blood of the upper god level is too difficult to get.In the past in the dark rice field, Yechen was only willing to exchange two drops, but now if it weren't for the great fortune of the human family, Yechen would not be able to harvest so much dragon blood.

After handing over the dragon's blood to Ye Zixuan, Yechen got up and bid farewell to Ye Zixuan and the others.

Leaving from Taixuxing, Yechen returned to Chenxing, and then in Chenxing's secret room, Yechen's thoughts communicated with the world of death.

Then the space vortex appeared, and Yechen used the phantom spirit to wrap his whole body, turning into the breath of dead creatures, and then stepped into the death space vortex.

The familiar and strong breath of death reappeared, and the picture scroll of boundless death was displayed in front of Yechen again.

"Boom!" The space was shaking violently.

In front of Yechen, countless troops were displayed.

Lan Wen stood on top of a bone dragon, which was a highgod-level bone dragon. Lan Wen took it under his command and became Lan Wen's mount.

Around Lan Wen, Xiaokulou and others took pictures behind Lan Wen side by side, followed by countless gods behind them.

Whether it's in the air or on the ground, there are countless death hordes overwhelming the sky.

In front of the army of death, there is a blank area, and in front, there are countless armies.

"Huh?" Yechen's mind moved, and he realized something was wrong.

In the past, all the enemies that Lan Wen encountered were the kind of unintentional dead creatures. Even if they were as intelligent as Xiu'er, most of them were lone rangers. Although there were countless dead creatures in the territory, there was never a scene of lining up.

The opponent's army was not only neatly lined up, but also coordinated and disciplined just like Lan Wen's side.

This is more like the army carried by the generals of the intelligent races of the three realms.

This also means that the enemy on the opposite side is by no means an ordinary strong man.

What is even more incredible is that the soldiers on both sides were controlled by the coach to line up, and then they were watching the sky.

There, it was actually "Fighting General!"

Yes, each side sent a master to fight.

Generally speaking, the role of fighting generals is to kill the opponent's generals, so as to increase the morale of the opponent.

But... dead creatures, do you have the morale of Nima?
It wasn't the coach who said to charge, all the dead creatures rushed out.

Could it be that the opponent's dead creatures really have morale?Can you think clearly?The dead creatures I encountered before were all muddled, far inferior to those dead creatures in the underworld.

Whether it is the underworld or the dead creatures within the range of the human race, as long as they reach Wuzong, they will have self-awareness. After reaching Wuzong, their wisdom is no less than that of ordinary human races.

But in this world of death, Yechen encountered many gods who were in a daze and did not develop spiritual wisdom.

The army in front of him gave Yechen a very unusual feeling.

The two sides of the fighting general are the dead ghost ant and a ghost dragon.

The body of the black underworld dragon is 50 meters long. It flaps its wings like a moving hill. The silver eyeballs on the dragon's head glisten with blood, and its mouth opens to reveal sharp teeth. It looks very fierce.

Compared with the underworld dragon, the underworld ant looks much smaller, only three meters long.

Minglong has a huge body, but it is very flexible, constantly moving around.

This is a ghost dragon that has just entered the upper god, and the dead ghost ant is only the peak of the middle god.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the current ghost dragon is being crushed and beaten by the dead ghost ant.

The dead ghost ant is obviously very fierce, and its sharp tentacles are tough and sharp, leaving many wounds under the black scales of the ghost dragon.

Minglong is also a dragon.Although it is not a dragon like Shenlong, the giant dragon is also a very powerful existence. It belongs to the top race of the Three Realms and stands at the peak of the Three Realms.

The underworld dragon is a symbol of power in the underworld.

The scales on his body, even if it is an artifact of the same level, cannot be easily torn off.

But now, Ye Chen saw that under the pair of tentacles of the dead ants, the scales made a harsh friction sound, and then the scales were torn, and black blood flowed out.

The dark dragon's wings suddenly flapped out, slapping the dead dark ant, knocking him down from the sky, smashing it hard on the ground, and smashing a huge deep pit.

Then, the underworld dragon opened its mouth wide, and a blue flame appeared in the mouth, and then it poured down from the sky, burning the ground where the dead underworld ants fell into a sea of ​​flames, and the ground was burned into billowing magma.

This is a horrible ghost fire.

(End of this chapter)