East Look State, Burial Mountain Range.
At this moment, the Sky-Burial Mountain Range was filled with a monstrous baleful aura.
Layers of dark clouds covered the sky and the earth.
The soaring killing intent even dyed the entire Burial Mountain Range scarlet.
" KILL!!"
"Fight!"
The sound of weapons clashing and shouts.
The sound of drums reverberated throughout the Burial Mountain Range.
Many figures with powerful auras were fighting fiercely in the sky and in the army formation.
Every breath, more than a thousand soldiers died.
Blood dyed the ground red. Corpses piled up like a small mountain, and blood flowed like a river.
"Martial Emperor."
Emperor Qian stood with his hands behind his back in the sky.
He looked indifferently at the muscular figure in front of him, who was wearing a black dragon robe and had an emperor's might surging.
This person was the lord of the Dawu Dynasty.
Emperor Wu, Hongwu.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?”
Emperor Qian looked at the countless soldiers who were fighting to the death in the Burial Mountain Range and asked coldly.
They were not the only empires with deep foundations in the Eastern State.
If Great Gan and Great Martial really fought to the death, no matter who won, a greater crisis would descend.
"In the Burial Mountain Range, there are millions of my heroic souls waiting for me to take revenge.”
When Emperor Wu heard this, he slowly said something that caused Emperor Qian's pupils to shrink slightly.
Emperor Qian's plan had succeeded.
From the Baizhan Dynasty and the other dynasties, the millions of dynasty armies that were forcefully mobilized successfully led.
One million elites of the Great Martial Empire were lured to the Burial Mountain Range.
A million elites had all died here.
The soldiers who were forcibly recruited from the various dynasties had all died tragically in this mountain range.
Blood stained the ground.
"Emperor Qian, what a good move."
Martial Emperor looked at Emperor Qian.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his killing intent was extremely cold. He sneered,"Using the lives of millions of soldiers as bait, as expected of you.”
Emperor Qian sneered.
"It's just the strong eating the weak," he said indifferently.”
"I am stronger than them, so they can only accept the fate I have given them.”
The soldiers that the dynasty had forcefully recruited were not from Great Gan, so how could Emperor Qian show mercy to them?
Their fates had started from the moment Emperor Qian's plan was initiated.
It was already destined!
Force Emperor frowned slowly. He did not deny this. As a ruler of hundreds of millions of people, he naturally knew this principle.
"Let's fight."
"I want to give an explanation to the millions of heroic souls in the Burial Mountain Range.”
The Martial Emperor was silent and didn't say anything.
Instead, he looked at Emperor Qian again and said coldly.
"Humph."
Emperor Qian snorted coldly.
A terrifying aura immediately erupted from his body.
Rumble!
Once this aura erupted.
The world was changing, the wind was surging, and even the space was trembling.
Emperor Qian's terrifying might.
It caused the air in the entire Burial Mountain Range to freeze.
Everyone looked up at Emperor Qian, who was standing in the sky, in horror.
"It's been a long time since we fought."
"I wonder if you've improved."
Seeing this, the Martial Emperor sneered.
A terrifying aura that wasn't inferior to Emperor Qian's erupted and suppressed the heavens and earth.
"Noisy."
Emperor Qian's entire body was filled with monstrous might as he punched out directly at Emperor Wu.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
With a single punch, space shattered.
Layers of ripples appeared in the endless sky.
The already dark world seemed even darker under the power of this punch.
"Fight!"
He also threw out a punch, and the terrifying collision shook the world.
Emperor Qian and Emperor Wu instantly started fighting.
The terrifying shockwaves caused many Marquis Realm experts to change their expressions.
If you dare to come within ten thousand miles of the battlefield between the two, you will be killed.
" KILL!!"
"Fight!"
The battle between Emperor Qian and Emperor Wu seemed to have ignited the last bit of rationality in the Burial Mountain Range.
After a short moment of absent-mindedness.
Once again, they fought crazily.
The existence of the Transformation Void Martial Stage had even launched a tragic battle in the army formation.
Great Qian's right prime minister Mu Xiuwen.
The 7th Sky Marquis had a serious expression.
He stared at the azure-robed scholar in front of him.
"Long time no see."
The azure-robed scholar looked at Mu Xiuwen with a smile on his face. He slowly took out a wine gourd from his waist and took a sip. The wine in the gourd was turbid.
"Senior Brother."
"You still can't get rid of your habit of drinking.”
Mu Xiuwen said with a complicated expression.
The azure-robed scholar in front of him was from the same sect as him. They were both geniuses of the sect.
"Hahahaha!"
"After so many years, when I meet you again, I'll be enlightened.”
Qing Xuanzi burst into laughter.
He drank another mouthful of wine and said slowly,"Unfortunately, you and I are now serving our own masters.”
"I'm afraid we can't drink and talk anymore.”
Speaking of this, Qing Xuanzi shook his head helplessly with some regret.
"Junior Brother didn't expect that Senior Brother would actually enter the Dawu Dynasty as Prime Minister. When I first learned of this news, Junior Brother was very surprised.”
Mu Xiuwen slowly shook his head.
The scene today was something he had never expected.
"Today, you and I will serve our own masters.”
"Senior brother, don't blame junior brother."
Sighing softly, Mu Xiuwen cupped his hands at Qing Xuanzi and pointed out.
He charged towards Qing Xuanzi.
"Hahaha."
"Fight!"
Qing Xuanzi's expression turned solemn.
After laughing out loud, he directly attacked and fought with him.
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