Chapter 1,502 The Master Who Cheats His Disciple

This was indeed a brutal and bloody massacre.

Perhaps if these Netherworld armies can invade the prehistoric world one day, they will cause tragic disasters to the creatures in the prehistoric world.

The strength of these Netherworld armies must be at least that of earth immortals, and they are fierce and bloodthirsty, and are not afraid of death.

If an ordinary ancient cultivator encounters him without fighting, he will be timid.

However, now these Netherworld armies are facing the even more arrogant, powerful and terrifying Netherworld Mantis Army.

The two sides are not opponents at the same level at all. Only those Fire Dragon Kings of Daluo Jinxian can face the strong and leave some wounds on them.

These ordinary Nether Warriors couldn't even break through their defenses.

The Nether Mantis can kill hundreds of Nether Warriors every moment!

Death vortices opened up across the entire battlefield and spread rapidly.

At the same time, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun led the soldiers of the Samsara Legion to stir up the storm in different directions.

At this time, they also received a message from Guo Jia: "Your Majesty has launched an operation. The Netherworld Demon Lord has been lured away. Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, and Jia Xu led the Death Cavalry Regiment to start a beheading operation. Our military advisor has a premonition that we will stay in the Netherworld." There is not much time left in the demon world, I hope the three generals will do their best to expand the results!"

In a ruins with smoke and dust everywhere, Zhang Fei sat on a boulder with a golden sword, and a huge old fire dragon's head was stepping on his feet.

Zhang Fei held a jar of wine brought from the prehistoric world in one hand and drank half the jar of wine like a cow drinking.

"happy!"

Zhang Fei wiped the wine stain from the corner of his mouth and threw the remaining half jar of wine to the soldiers behind him.

The soldiers immediately shared half of the jar of wine with smiles on their faces.

Zhang Fei's loud voice echoed over the ruins: "Boys, be quick with your movements! After cleaning the battlefield, we have to go to the next battlefield! Our victory cannot be lost to the second brother and Zilong!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Fei glanced at the Netherworld Mantises that were lowering their heads to feast on large pieces of food, shook his head and muttered to himself: "These beasts are more edible than me, Lao Zhang, and this stomach is simply a bottomless pit! They've all been eaten all the way!"

In the other two directions, Guan Yu's face was stern, and he was heading to the next tribe without stopping. Behind them, wolf smoke was everywhere.

Guan Yu's narrow red phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light: "Those who are not from my race must have different minds. If they invade the ancient world, all living beings will be destroyed. Your Majesty's move will be a great success and will benefit all generations! Those ancient holy spirits should do it for us." Your Majesty, erect a monument to immortality!"

On the other side, Zhao Yun's White Dragon Divine Spear penetrated the hearts of three fire dragons.

The sharp tip of the gun was not stained with blood. Seeing a subordinate in crisis, he immediately swayed and appeared in an instant.

"Pfft!"

The subordinate was about to close his eyes and wait for death when he saw a tall figure standing in front of him. The ferocious fire dragon had its head pierced.

"Thank you, General, for saving your life!"

Zhao Yun took a look and said warmly: "Even if you kill the enemy, try not to put yourself in danger. This general will take you home together!"

"General!"

The soldier's eyes heated up and he pursed his lips.

Zhao Yun had already jumped to the next battlefield. The warrior took a deep breath and roared at the next enemy: "Suffer death, you damn bastard!"

On another battlefield, the ground was already devastated, with collapsed mountains and cracks on the ground everywhere.

Some mountains have even completely disappeared, leaving only a bottomless pit where fiery red magma is gushing out.

On a ruins, Lin Poyang was lying there weakly. His body was covered with wounds, and one of his left legs had disappeared.

The biggest wound was still on the chest, where there was a wound the size of a bowl, and the heart area was empty and had completely disappeared.

After suffering such a serious injury, Lin Poyang's strong vitality still prevented him from dying, and he was staring at Ye Chen in front of him unwillingly.

Ye Chen stood tall and straight in front of him, looking down at him.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and the sharp tip of the God-killing Spear was pressed against Lin Poyang's forehead. With just a little force, he could crush his head.

Ye Chen asked coldly: "What else do you want to say?"

Lin Poyang laughed miserably: "A winner or a loser! I'm just unwilling to give in. As long as you give me a few more years, I will be able to break through to the level of a saint!"

After saying this, Lin Poyang's face gradually became ferocious: "When the time comes that I, with the strength of a saint, will come to the Great Desolate Continent with the Netherworld Army, who can resist the footsteps of me with the short-sighted trash of the Great Desolate Continent!"

Ye Chen thought of what happened in his previous life and gave him a pitiful look: "You think too much. Even if I give you a few more decades, you still won't be able to break through. Invading the prehistoric world is just an unrealistic dream of yours!"

Lin Poyang suddenly said anxiously: "You are talking nonsense! I have been at the peak of Daluo Jinxian for many years, and my foundation is solid. Breaking through to become a saint is a matter of course."

Ye Chen saw that his face was flushed and his breathing was rapid. It was obvious that he had reached the point where he had returned to his former glory.

I sighed in my heart, Lin Poyang was considered a hero, but it was a pity that he was born at the wrong time.

Ye Chen simply told him truthfully what he had guessed in his heart: "I didn't deliberately dampen your interest. I just told the truth. There is something wrong with your cultivation method. Otherwise, if you fight with me based on your cultivation level, even if you lose, you won't be able to defeat me." You won’t lose so completely, I think someone has tampered with your technique, and you will never have the chance to break through the Saint in this life!”

"You're talking nonsense, it's impossible!"

Lin Poyang blushed and defended with a thick neck: "My martial arts are all taught by my master. His martial arts are in the state of transformation. Who can use his martial arts..."

After saying this, Lin Poyang suddenly froze, and stayed there with a stiff expression, and finally said with a sad smile: "I understand...all the doubts I had back then are understood...Master, you have already forgotten all this, right? Why? That’s it!”

"Master, you misunderstood me!"

Lin Poyang shouted three times and then vomited blood and died. He died with his eyes open.

After Ye Chen was sure that his soul was completely destroyed, he was filled with sadness. It seemed that at the last moment, Lin Poyang had realized who was plotting against him.

Unexpectedly, Lin Poyang fell into the hands of his master Lin Dong.

At this moment, the power of luck suddenly flew out of Lin Poyang's body and automatically flew into Ye Chen's body.

"Boom!"

A thunder exploded for no reason in the sky, and all the creatures in the world, including the prehistoric continent, heard the long-lost world announcement at the same time.

"World Announcement: The alien Ye Chen kills the children of destiny in other worlds and seizes the power of destiny. Kill the Nether Demon Lord and completely put down the conspiracy of the Nether Demon Realm to invade the ancient world. Special reward of supreme merit X10 billion. Congratulations to everyone. he!"