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Chapter 10173 Battle

The sword of the village rain is too sharp, even the Queen of Blades at her peak cannot fully control it.

Today's Ye Chen is only the second level of the Divine Dao Realm, so it is naturally impossible to completely control the village rain knife.

In Yuanxia Palace before, Ye Chen had already used the Village Rain Knife. With such an edge against the heavens, he should not be unsheathed frequently, otherwise Ye Chen would be counter-killed.

"I know, senior empress, don't worry, I have many means, and I am not short of a village rain knife."

Ye Chen said with a smile, even if he didn't use the village rain knife, he would not be afraid of the upcoming decisive battle.

"Oh, it's a pity that I don't have a physical body, otherwise I would just show up and help you."

The Queen of Blades sighed again.

Ye Chen said: "It's okay, senior, when things are over here, I will go to Jiulian Time and Space to help you build a physical body."

The Queen of Blades said happily: "Tomb Master, thank you very much."

Her soul is very special, and the ordinary physical body cannot accommodate it. Only by asking the descendants of Qinglian Daozu to help, can she create a physical body suitable for her sojourn.

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The dark imperial city is getting closer and closer.

Finally, on the night of the third day, the Dark Emperor City descended outside the Dry Blood Mountain Range. The huge and heavy aura of that city made the entire Dry Blood Mountain Range blow with strong winds, billowing waves, and overwhelming power.

Whoa!

On the top of the giant sword in the dark imperial city, the ancestor of the Yin Shaman used a magic technique of heaven and earth to manifest a towering body thousands of feet high, surrounded by evil spirits, and looked very fierce and terrifying under the moonlight.

"Ye Shitian, Ji Siqing, let me warn you again, hand over the ring of fate and get out immediately, you still have a chance to survive."

"Otherwise, the tens of millions of people of my Yin Wu clan, and millions of soldiers and horses will attack, and you will be turned into dust in an instant."

The ancestor of the Yin Witch made a threatening voice, and countless people in the entire Dark Emperor City cheered and echoed.

Ji Siqing snorted, and also made a heaven and earth dharma, the ring of fate turned into a myriad of divine light, and built a piece of holy land of destiny. She was suspended above the holy land, surrounded by the flames of Vulcan Suzaku, extremely domineering and spectacular, loudly said :

"Ancestor Yin Shaman, don't talk nonsense, just fight if you want."

The Yin Shaman's face trembled, his expression was strange, he chuckled again, and said, "I'll give you another night to think about it, and give me an accurate answer tomorrow morning."

"If you dare to say no, I will tell you to tear your corpses into pieces."

After finishing speaking, he retracted the laws of heaven and earth, but he was not in a hurry to attack.

The main reason is that Ye Chen, Ji Siqing, and the Yinyue clan are really hard nuts to crack.

The ancestor of the Yin Shaman knew that even if he could eat it, he would have to pay a very heavy price, so he wanted to persuade Ye Chen and others to surrender.

But if Ye Chen and the others still insist on refusing, he will also make up his mind to attack at all costs, and must take back the ring of fate.

This is the titan, a magic weapon that spent countless efforts to create, and it is the supreme artifact of the way of destiny.

If the ancestor Yinsha didn't attack, Ye Chen and his party would naturally not go out to die.

Relying on the leylines and formations of the Dry Blood Mountain Range, defensive counterattack is the most appropriate strategy.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and when the next morning, the ancestor of the Yin Witch looked down at the entire Withered Blood Mountain Range with his hands behind his back, and asked loudly:
"Ye Shitian, Ji Siqing, are you really unwilling to hand over the ring of fate?"

Ji Siqing also responded loudly: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, fight."

The ancestor of the Yin Shaman's facial features were distorted, he hehe said with a sinister smile: "Very good, very good."

"The Witch Clan obeyed the order, and the whole army took action immediately, at any cost, to flatten the Withered Blood Mountain Range."

"I will protect you, the dead will be resurrected in the spring of life, kill me!"

With a wave of his hand, the ancestor of the Yin Shaman, the whole city suddenly fell into a frenzy, and countless sorcerers shouted loudly in response.

Ye Chen saw an incomparably spectacular scene. He saw thousands of Yinwu warriors flying down from the Dark Emperor City like a patch of black locusts and rushing wildly into the Dry Blood Mountain Range.

The outer layer of the Dry Blood Mountain Range is already protected by a layer of crystal walls, which are connected to the veins of the earth.

Many Yinsha warriors collided with the crystal wall system, and some were injured by the restraint and died on the spot, but more people, fearless of death, used their own blood and lives to attack the crystal wall system, and soon the crystal wall was destroyed. The wall was broken, and countless Yinwu warriors poured in like locusts, tides, and zombies.

"Go to war!"

With a clear shout, Ji Siqing ordered to fight back. She is the supreme commander of this decisive battle.

Buzz!
The ring of fate is suspended in the sky, bestowing the brilliance of fate, and providing the blessing and protection of fate for every warrior of the Yinmoon tribe.

The dead will be resurrected in the ring of fate, and then rejoin the battle.

On the side of the Yin Wu Clan, the dead are also resurrected in the spring of life. The two sides are killing wildly, constantly fighting to death and resurrecting, and the fighting is endless, as if it will never end.

However, this resurrection is not infinite.

The bloody formation of the Yinyue tribe was activated, and the divine light of destiny burst out, penetrating everything. Countless Yinwu tribe warriors were killed, and the dead were constantly resurrected, consuming the energy of the spring of life.

"Old Ancestor, the spring of life has dried up."

Less than two hours after the start of the battle, some elders hurriedly reported to Patriarch Yin Shaman.

The ancestor of the Yin Shaman's expression became more and more solemn. He knew that once a war broke out, regardless of success or failure, he must pay a heavy price.

But he didn't expect that in less than two hours, the spring of life would dry up.

(End of this chapter)