Chapter 257 Whose warrior is it?

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, in the corner of the abyss, three figures appeared.

They immediately sensed Yan Nu's warm and fiery artistic conception!

"Yan Nu, this is Yan Nu's artistic conception..."

The visitors were none other than Shen Leling, Feng Junyou and Zichen Sanren. The three of them finally entered the abyss.

The war in the underworld is sweeping everywhere, and in front of the huge black curtain is where Pluto 2 and the others fight, which is the most intense.

The war between Miaohan and Luo Yan became more intense, so Shen Leling and the other three finally found an opportunity to cross the battlefield and enter the abyss.

"over there!"

"Hiss! So many monsters!"

As soon as they came in, they saw Yan Nu beating Titan.

Even with one enemy against ten thousand, countless demons and monsters are besieging him in all directions, from heaven to earth, southeast, northwest, and without blind spots.

Huge storm giants, rock-covered mountain titans, and stormy ocean gods were all mixed in, making the battlefield extremely majestic and making them unable to see the figure of Yan Slave.

However, the soaring holy clothes and the fiery red spear still broke everything.

He illuminated the sky red, tore apart countless shielding divine powers, and crushed every monster.

The escaping fluctuations shook the sky and continued to scatter broken rocks, like meteors and fire showers.

Fortunately, the three of them appeared at the edge of the abyss. Although there were shock waves coming from here, the environment was still pleasant.

Otherwise, if they appear inside the battlefield, they may die if they meet each other.

"No, Yan Nu is in a tight siege. Find a way to help him quickly!" Shen Leling said.

Feng Junyou has a very strong sense of perception. He was stunned when he heard this and quickly pulled her: "Look again! Who is surrounding whom?"

"Huh?" Shen Leling has the lowest cultivation level in the field.

At this moment, regardless of everything, he vented his original power and spread it into the battlefield. Only then did he feel the more detailed situation.

Yan Nu didn't do anything wrong, he was even happy to death.

The ground was littered with corpses, and the corpses of various giant dragons, monsters, hydras, and three-headed dogs were piled up into hills. It was impossible to see what the original ground looked like.

Although the various Titans are terrifying in power, they cannot harm Yan Slave at all.

You can't even touch it. The area at the center of the fierce battle is filled with a strong aura, which blasts away everything.

Apart from Yan Nu, there were only five figures there.

The six of them fought together, as fast as lightning, with great power in every move of their hands and feet. Just the feeling of it made people palpitate and make their scalp numb.

Shen Leling's origin probed into the past and was wiped out in an instant!

Co-author Yan Nu is actually only fighting these five people, while the Titans and monsters on the periphery are just fighting against the 'Sacred Cloth of Hades'...

"Who are those five powerful men?"

"The fight was so fierce! Yan Slave couldn't do anything to them!"

Shen Leling discovered the key, but no one could answer her question.

"Zi Chen, take us to teleport in."

Zi Chen's face turned green: "You're crazy! The divine power is raging there, it's more terrifying than purgatory!"

"Don't talk about us, we will be crushed to ashes in an instant when we step into the separation period!"

Feng Junyou had a strange look on his face: "I think when we step into the renewal period, we will fall on the spot."

"Have you seen the update period? Don't jump to conclusions about a strong man you haven't seen before." Zi Chen was very strict. When he first met Yan Slave, even though he thought Yan Slave was ridiculously strong, he still only dared to say that Yan Slave was The reason for his strength in the departure stage is that he has never seen the renewal stage.

Feng Junyou snorted and said, "I have seen that there is a man named Yuan Fu under Yan Nu. He is very strong. He is one of the three most powerful men."

"But I feel that his magic power is not as good as even a ray of divine power that Yan Slave casually escapes."

"This..." Zichen was numb, staring at the magnificent battlefield, his eyes straightened. He didn't know what kind of strength Yan Nu was... an immortal? No, he had never seen an immortal, so why should he say that Yan Nu had reached the level of an immortal? reached the point?

Shen Leling raised his head and looked at the spear nailed on the dome of the sky. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "It doesn't matter, just break in! We won't die. The worst we can do is enter the underworld of Yan Nu."

"We must let Yan Nu know that we are coming."

The battlefield is too terrifying. Even if they shout at their throats, they can't even think of transmitting their voices or consciousness.

"There is no need to teleport, I can just fly in alone. If I enter the underworld, Yan Slave will notice it," Feng Junyou said.

All the surging origins exploded, suddenly transforming into a huge ghost, burning cold will-o'-the-wisps, and flew towards the battlefield, just to rush in with all their might.

"call out!"

He burned his origin, broke through the monsters on the outside, tore open the wall of wind and waves, and alerted the Titans.

Uranus looked back and glared at him. Feng Junyou felt the oppression of the divine power and was extremely frightened.

But he still burst out with a flash of will-o'-the-wisp light, rushed to the center of the battlefield, and roared with soul fluctuations: "The old drunkard from seventy years ago! Now he is no longer in Jiang..."

"Pfft!"

A terrifying divine power swept across his face, and Feng Junyou fainted without even finishing a sentence of his poem.

"Old ghost!" Yan Nu finally discovered Feng Junyou.

He even saw Shen Leling coming in from afar, and he immediately woke up from the immersion in the battle.

"Sister! You guys are coming in!"

Yan Nu laughed happily and immediately forgot about the fierce battle in which he was surrounded.

However, the five fate-defying warriors did not stop, and they continuously attacked and ordered him to fly into the air.

"Stop! No more fighting, my sister is here!" Yan Nu yelled, no longer interested in fighting.

Not to mention, the five rebellious warriors were beaten to death. When they heard this, they stopped in a very martial manner.

"You guys stand here and don't move around. Don't worry, you're not running away. I'll come right back!"

As he spoke, he quickly crossed the battlefield and faced Shen Leling with long strides.

All obstructions along the way were ignored, and other opponents were swayed away by the shadow of the holy robe.

Seeing that Yan Nu suddenly stopped fighting, he ran to pick someone up.

Typhon felt humiliated, but he had no choice but to look at the five disobedient warriors: "Why don't you fight?"

The fate-defying warrior said indifferently: "Stand here and don't move around. Wait for him to come back."

"Ah?" Typhon was stunned, his eyes widened: "He told you to stop, so you just stopped?"

"Keep going."

However, the five fate-defying warriors stood coldly, motionless, as if they had to wait for the Yan slave to return.

At first glance, it seems that he is extremely martial-arts, and he waits for half-time breaks.

But obviously this is impossible!

Typhon scratched his head frantically, and after touching a hundred heads, he suddenly realized something.

I couldn't help but exclaim: "Can he order you?"

"How is that possible? The magic horn is in my hand. You should only listen to my words..."

"Otherwise, how could you attack..."

He wanted to say that he was the one who ordered these five warriors to attack Yan Nu two days ago, but when he thought about it carefully...

Before fusing the Yan Slave fragments, it was indeed him who gave the order.

But after the fusion and adaptation, it was Yan Nu who said, 'Come, fight me again.'

Then the fighting started...for two days and two nights.

I...didn't give the order.

"Hiss..." Typhon was busy and frantic. Could it be said that after the fusion fragments adapted, these fate-defying warriors obeyed the Yan slaves?

Then these two days, aren't they feeling lonely?

Typhon stroked the horns and gave orders repeatedly, but although the disobedient warrior would answer his questions, he would not move.

Obviously priority is given to the order 'Stand here and don't move'.

"..." Typhon was at a loss and lost his mind.

One hundred heads fell into madness, loss and pain.

They are also the supreme divinity, and they are also the power beyond fate, and they are also superior and inferior.

The moment the created offspring merged with the flesh and blood of the Yan slave spirit body, they became his symbiotic soldiers.

"Destiny... Where did you find this monster... Will I never be able to defeat you?"
To be continued...