Volume 2, Chapter 146: One of the Ten Forbidden Techniques: Sword Sea.
His tone was lazy and casual, yet full of sarcasm.
Hundreds of saints had dark lines on their faces.
One of them was so angry that he said something.
"Ye Tingmu, you actually associate with beasts and are ashamed of being a human?"
However, no one responded. Everyone was a saint and had lived for at least several decades.
They naturally knew how ridiculous such words were.
Ye Tingmu did the same. He shrugged and said proudly, "The strong walk alone, the weak walk in groups. Today, I intend to annihilate you all by myself."
As he spoke, he said to the beast gods beside him: "All of you step back. As I said before, I am enough to fight them. Just watch me perform."
As soon as the words came out, Hua Zhilu blinked his big eyes.
Is my brother starting to act smart?
The other beasts also looked embarrassed. They felt that Ye Tingmu was a little too arrogant.
But it doesn’t matter, young people just want to be wild.
And with them backing him up, it's okay for him to be a little crazy. It's reasonable and logical.
I simply followed his wish and leaned back.
Only Ye Tingmu was left standing before the hundred saints.
The saints gritted their teeth, their eyes filled with hostility, but they did not dare to move.
If such a battle breaks out, the casualties will be incalculable, and even if we win, the price we pay will be heavy.
But what about retreating?
It is even more impossible. The fact that hundreds of countries have invaded the Nine Provinces is now known to the whole world.
How can we retreat?
And above that sky is the Lingxiao Palace.
A group of bigwigs are watching this battle on the scene.
Seeing this scene, they all cursed.
"Are all mortals so cowardly nowadays?"
"That's it. Just go ahead and fuck him."
"Damn it, I can't bear to watch this anymore. What are you still hesitating about?"
But the Immortal Lord Ling Wanxiang was not among them.
He has already led thirty Immortal Emperors and is setting up a formation and circulating his immortal power, trying to open a hole in the void and send the immortals down to earth.
This process is long, but as long as Ye Tingmu is not dead, it cannot stop.
He needed to ensure that the uncertain factor Ye Tingmu and the Demon Ancestor died in the lower realm, so that the three realms would not be in chaos.
The wind in Shanhaiguan is blowing stronger and stronger.
The atmosphere became increasingly tense.
The two sides are on the verge of a fight.
The war is about to break out.
None of the seven gods, who were leading the coalition forces of a hundred nations, wanted to take the lead at this moment. They looked at each other.
There was fear and vigilance in his eyes.
The silence lasted for dozens of seconds.
Ye Tingmu couldn't sit still anymore.
"Why, you can't win in a one-on-one fight, but you don't dare to fight in a group? If that's the case, I'll have to take action first."
As he spoke, a jade flute appeared in his hand.
He waved the jade flute and placed it to his lips.
There was a cold light in his eyes.
"Everyone, I'm giving you a chance. Just surrender now and avoid physical pain."
When the saints heard this, although they did not take any action, their voices still rang out.
"Stop talking nonsense. Even if you have 100 Beast Gods, the outcome is still uncertain. Don't forget, we have 235 Saints and an army of hundreds of thousands."
The corners of Ye Tingmu's mouth curled up slightly.
He smiled and said, "If that's the case, then you can't blame me. Today I will let you know that from now on, I, Ye Tingmu, will be the sky of this East China Sea."
"When the music starts, the reincarnation begins. Everyone, listen, what is the music of the funeral?"
Everyone's expressions tensed. Although Ye Tingmu had not drawn his sword, his actions made people feel apprehensive.
then.
The song comes out.
A gentle and graceful song.
When it sounded.
Above the jade flute, a ray of daylight shot across the sky.
Then the sky and earth changed color.
An inexplicable pressure swept across Shanhaiguan.
At this moment, a circle of energy waves suddenly shot out with Ye Tingmu as the center.
In an instant, the armies of hundreds of countries were completely enveloped.
The soldiers began to panic, looking at the sky above their heads, and exclaimed one after another.
Saint Bai Yu also looked worried.
They all said:
"Oh no, this song is a lie."
"Stop it now."
"Don't let him blow it anymore."
The ancestors of the seven clans, who were unwilling to take action first just now, could no longer remain calm.
They all circulated their spiritual energy, and a tremendous momentum rose around them.
He even used a killing move and attacked Ye Tingmu.
For a while.
There was a storm on the field.
The five-colored aurora shot out and turned into the five elements technique.
There are flames that burn the sky and waves that overturn the sky.
The trees are growing wildly and trying to break through the sky.
And there is freezing ice.
The four great ancestors of the Wu clan, ghosts and monsters, even summoned a Shura that was a hundred feet tall and covered the sky and the sun.
The air froze and the mountains and rivers shook.
Even in the face of this.
Ye Tingmu just uttered a number.
"It's too late to act now."
He took the flute from his lips and pointed it towards the sky.
He roared, "Feel the fear from the ancient times. Sword Sea, one of the ten forbidden techniques, has been summoned by me and has descended into the world."
The words fell.
An inexplicable roar.
It seems to have come across the eternal star field.
It shook the minds of everyone present.
Fear spreads.
Above the sky.
Countless pressures suddenly fell.
The skill released by the ancestor of the Seven Gods Clan just now lasted only for a moment.
Then it completely dissipated.
Everyone was shocked and looked at the sky above their heads in disbelief.
The mere pressure was enough to shatter their killing moves.
So if this magic really comes into being, what will be waiting for them?
The ancestor of the Wood Clan murmured.
"How is this possible? Has he already mastered the immortal arts?"
Countless people looked up at the sky.
The originally clear sky was now covered with clouds.
In the blink of an eye.
Countless black holes filled the sky.
They started out looking only the size of a fist, and then slowly grew bigger and bigger.
Until each one became as big as a mountain and covered the entire sky.
That is emptiness, and behind the emptiness, there is something that makes the world fear.
The pressure emanated from there.
Hundreds of beast gods were stunned when they saw this scene.
The coalition forces of a hundred nations, 300,000 strong, and the saints were completely panicked.
They felt the breath of destruction at this moment.
They knew in their hearts that this breath could take their lives.
They are no longer calm.
Start to flee.
"Run!"
"I can't beat him. It's too scary."
"What on earth is that?"
Suddenly the entire coalition battle formation was in chaos.
Exclamations, panic, and the sound of chaotic footsteps converged.
More than 200 saints and tens of thousands of saints in the air also began to flee.
"Quick, leave this area, retreat quickly."
Seeing how embarrassed they were, Ye Tingmu smiled even more proudly.
I muttered in my heart: "Escape, can I escape?"
At this moment, in the densely packed black hole.
Suddenly, countless evil winds fell.
The wind suddenly fell to the ground.
Like mountains and rivers covering it.
Like a charging beast from ancient times.
A huge downpour.
Just a moment.
Everyone was knocked to the ground.
The saint was also swept up from the sky and then fell to the ground.
With a rumbling sound.
Countless evil winds fell, like a giant palm slapping down.
At this moment, the ground in the vast plains outside Shanhaiguan had sunk by several meters.
The earth and rocks are collapsing.
The wind seemed to have taken on a new form.
That is destruction.
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