The most powerful system in history

Chapter 439 The Killing Demon
"Boom~"

There was a huge roar that could be heard in all four ancient prefectures.

As if they had thought of something, the monks from the four states all left their caves and looked into the distant void.

"Boom~"

What caught everyone's eyes first was an incomparably huge phantom, suppressing the sky and crushing everything.

When the sea of ​​clouds broke open, the true face of the phantom also emerged.

Battleship!

Just like that, the bow of a huge battleship appeared, and above it was a hideous old-looking humanoid monster.

Anyone who is a monk in Shangzhou can recognize it.

That is the blood ghoul, the symbol of the Yin Dynasty.

This battleship didn't make any sense and just crushed it.

Its size and terror had already frightened the monks in the four states, but when everyone found out that after it, warships of the same size continued to emerge, the monks in the four states all went crazy.

That piece of sky is simply overwhelmed at the moment.

Everything was crushed and shattered by huge warships.

On the battleship, one hundred thousand blood banners are moving against the wind, there are many turrets, and the cold and murderous atmosphere is like a tide, endlessly rushing over.

The silhouettes of monks were revealed without any concealment.

The piercing and murderous aura was like hundreds of millions of sharp knives, piercing the four states in front of them full of holes.

All the monks from the four states saw this scene.

I finally realized how terrifying an eighth-rank power is. Except for Qingzhou, the other three states actually have a seventh-rank power in each of the four states.

But these three seventh-rank forces watched helplessly that the army of the Yin Dynasty was about to crush them, but they didn't dare to say a word.

War is coming.

Oh no, this is not a war, but a massacre that is about to begin.

All the monks couldn't imagine that any state, any force in the four states of Qing, Chi, Kun, and Peng could stand against such an army.

Don't say it's been a year, it's just a day, can anyone do it?

The sky was completely shrouded in shadows, and even the brilliance of the scorching sun was dimmed under the shadow of huge battleships.

In an instant, the army entered the boundaries of the four states.

There was no sign of stopping, and no so-called formation was put out, and the battleships just rolled over like this.

Domineering and majestic!

Unscrupulous!

But none of the monks expressed any surprise. It would be abnormal if this scene did not happen.

Which monk doesn't know that the iron-blooded army of the Yin Dynasty in Shangzhou will brutally crush any enemy no matter they face it, and there will be no conspiracy.

For thousands of years, that army of blood ghouls conquered countless enemies.

I don't know how many dynasties and sects were crushed by those warships, turned into dust and disappeared.

No one would think that a little-known little faction like the "Nine Cauldron Sect" would be an exception.

Even though three days ago, the head of the Nine Cauldron Sect beat up the Crown Prince of the Yin Dynasty violently in front of millions of monks.

But so what, it is not just His Royal Highness who is here now.

In fact, it is not the crown prince Yin Zhentian who is in command of the iron-blooded army at this moment.

It's an iron-blooded general!
On the head of the terrifying warship, on the prow of the huge blood ghoul, stood an iron-blooded and chilling figure.

This figure was covered by red armor from top to bottom, almost condensed murderous aura wrapped around him, his eyes glanced over as if he could see thousands of innocent souls howling constantly in the void.

It is conceivable how many murders this general committed to cause such a vision to appear.

But the most frightening thing was the eye exposed under the blood-red helmet.

That's right, an eye.

This general seemed to be born with extraordinary talents. In addition to his normal eyes, he also had a vertical eye between his eyebrows.

Under the gaze of the third eye, it seems that any cover is useless, and there is nothing to hide.

On the ground below, a well-informed monk looked at him in horror.

"Yin Chaoxue General——Yin Xuejian."

"The legendary murderous devil is a devil baby who was carried out from a magic place by the Holy Emperor of the Yin Dynasty. He has a mysterious origin and is extremely bloodthirsty. He has the title of Unparalleled Commander and was bestowed with the surname Yin by the Holy Emperor himself."

"In the Yin Dynasty, his status is extremely special. No one can order him except the Holy Emperor of the Yin Dynasty."

"I didn't expect that even he was dispatched this time, and I don't know what price His Royal Highness paid to do this."

"Nine Cauldron Sect... is dead."

……

"Oh my god, we're done for. Thousands of souls in Qingzhou will be buried with Jiudingzong."

"It's all the fault of the Nine Cauldrons, we are innocent."

"It's General Blood, the demon who slaughtered at least tens of millions of creatures."

If the monks in the three states of Chikunpeng were horrified, then the atmosphere in Qingzhou was completely different at this moment.

Those many monks were completely helpless.

Especially those who are weak-willed, their buttocks have already collapsed.

They are desperate!
Because of the terrible reputation of the opponent!
At this moment, if it is possible to hand over the Nine Cauldrons to protect their own safety, I am afraid that the whole Qingzhou is willing to do so.

I have to say that Wu Liang's popularity is really bad.

Of course, there is great horror in the face of life and death, and it is useless to be popular.

At this moment, no matter whether it is the enemy or our own side, or the people who eat melons, they all think that the war will end before it begins.

After that army crushed past, the sect of Jiudingzong would cease to exist.

It's like a bloodthirsty behemoth crushing an ant to death without difficulty.

The shadows were in the sky, the darkness eroded Qingzhou, and the army finally came.

"buzz"

On the sky, Yin Zhentian's figure appeared.

His gaze didn't stay on those poor people below for even a moment, he went straight through the void, and landed in the Tiandi Mountain Range, the lone peak towering into the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, there was a lazy figure lying on the sea of ​​clouds.

"buzz buzz"

The gazes of the two met in mid-air.

Even in the face of such a terrifying army, Wu Liang did not show the slightest trace of fear.

Even Yin Zhentian, seeing this, couldn't help but a look of admiration flashed across his eyes, and then the killing intent in his heart became stronger in an instant.

"This son must die!"

Whether it was because of the grievances three days ago or the fear at this time, Yin Zhentian did not intend to let Wu Liang continue to live in this world and waste the fresh and beautiful air.

Although it was very embarrassing after being beaten up by Wu Liang that day, after all, after three days, Yin Zhentian had already recovered.

And at this time, Yin Zhentian also calmly accepted Wu Liang, a slut, probably a Tianjiao-level powerhouse no worse than him.

Of course, in Yin Zhentian's view, Wu Liang is still a bumpkin.

As His Royal Highness, he had to maintain his demeanor when facing a country bumpkin.

Speaking of pretense, he is also a senior fan.

However, His Royal Highness seemed to have completely forgotten the tragic experience three days ago, standing in the sky with an extremely cold and extraordinary bearing.

Looking at Wu Liang in the distance, he spoke condescendingly.

(End of this chapter)