"Huh-" "Huh-huh!"

Black mist surged in the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Array, and the sinister wind howled. At the core, the thirty-three-foot-long flowing divine sword was inserted upside down on the skeletons and bones on the ground. Hundreds of soul-absorbing beads circled up and down, exuding the power of the misty soul.

The artifact is the exclusive weapon of God. Although Holy Lord Elsie has the power of a true god, she has not entered the divine realm after all. Forcibly refining the artifact with the power of the holy realm requires a lot of energy and time to polish off the artifact bit by bit.

To completely master the layers of restrictions inside. The time required to do this often takes several years, or even decades.

Of course, this is a normal method under normal circumstances. Some evil methods can also achieve the goal, and can even greatly speed up the progress. The Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Array is one of them, by controlling the soul-absorbing beads and consuming the power of the soul.

Refining directly shortened the time of several years to a few months.

"It's strange, it's been four or five days since the night of the full moon. Why haven't those cheap slaves sent a soul-absorbing bead in the past few days!" Holy Lord Elsie stopped refining and frowned at the floating sky.

Hundreds of soul-capturing beads in mid-air.

The soul power in these soul-capturing beads has become less and less, almost exhausted, and a new batch needs to be replenished to provide soul energy.

Normally at this time, several groups of red-robed detachments would have returned to offer soul-absorbing beads, but now they didn't even see a single soul-absorbing bead.

Holy Lord Elsie had some doubts in her heart, and immediately stood up and spread her spiritual consciousness to sweep all directions. The spiritual consciousness continued to expand, rippling in circles like ripples, passing through the Hundred Ghost Soul Refining Array, towards the entire Samsara Valley, and even outside the valley.

Shrouded and gone.

As the investigation continued, Saint Lord Elsie's expression suddenly changed, and with a 'swish' sound, the whole person rose up like a sharp sword. The six wings behind his back vibrated violently, causing gusts of wind to sway and turn into a wisp of light.

The stream of light roared away into the distance.

At this moment, Samsara Valley is ten miles outside the valley, in a certain mountain forest.

"Huh——" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

"Boohoo!" "Boohoo!"

The sword energy was flying wildly, and the fallen leaves were flying wildly. One after another, hundreds of sword energy roared through the mountains and forests, back and forth, with sharp edges. Amid the frightened screams, one after another remnants of the Moon Worshiping Sect fell in a pool of blood.

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Either the chest was pierced by the sword energy, or the neck was cut off, and the head was thrown into the air spraying blood.

In just one short breath, hundreds of black-clad believers from the red-robed detachment of the Moon Worshiping Sect, including the great red-robed protector, were all killed.

The mountain breeze blew by, and the pungent smell of blood spread in all directions and floated into the distance.

This is the nineteenth red-robed team that Ye Xing has killed in the past few days. He has destroyed dozens of soul-absorbing beads. Behind each of these soul-absorbing beads represents tens of thousands or even dozens of people.

Millions of innocent people were massacred. Therefore, Ye Xing would kill every one of these Moon Worshipers who were full of bloody crimes and would never show any mercy.

Ye Xing stretched out his hand and waved, and a burst of Yuan Power swept out. Three more soul-stirring beads flew up from the red-robed corpse on the ground and fell into Ye Xing's palm. He was about to use his power to destroy it when suddenly——

Just then——

"stop!"

An angry shout came from the distance, but with a flash of light, a figure had already come closer, six bright white wings spread out, and it was none other than Holy Lord Elsie.

Ye Xing grinned, and suddenly his five fingers turned into claws. He squeezed it gently, and made three crisp sounds in succession. The three soul-capturing beads in his palm exploded like glass, and the light blue soul power dropped bit by bit.

The drops dissipate into the air.

"presumptuous!"

Holy Lord Elsie's eyes turned cold, her wings trembled with a 'whoosh' sound, and she turned into an afterimage and stalked up to him. She swung her sword towards Ye Xing with terrifying murderous intent. She obviously had murderous intent.

Regarding the previous confrontation, Ye Xing was still confused because he could not feel the murderous intent. Now after destroying the soul-capturing beads, Ye Xing really sensed the angry murderous intent from Elsie.

"Very good, it seems that by destroying the soul-capturing beads, I really ruined his good deeds!"

Ye Xing's eyes rolled, and he quickly raised his sword to meet him.

"Boom!" "Clang!"

The two swords clashed, and there was a sound of gold and iron clashing. Ye Xing forced a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and then used the huge recoil to retreat violently, and fled towards the distant sky.

The strong wind roared behind him, but Holy Lord Elsie quickly pursued and killed him again.

"Qiang!" "Ping ping ping pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought fiercely in the sky. Facing the true god-level combat power, Ye Xing, who was at the "peak of the ordinary holy realm", vomited blood again and again, was blown away, and his injuries became more and more serious.

Fortunately, Ye Xing is very tenacious. At critical moments, he can always fly away and flee far away. He looks like he is crumbling, but he never falls. They fight and escape like this. In just a few breaths, the two of them have already escaped.

The Valley of Samsara is dozens of miles away.

"It's only a few dozen miles away, but it's still too close. It's best to lead it thousands of miles away!"

Ye Xing's eyes flashed for a moment, and then he continued to vomit blood, giving full play to his talent as a drama queen, and escaped with serious injuries along the way.

The two figures were like fleeting figures in the sky, crossing cities and villages, crossing mountains and rivers, and had already passed five to six hundred miles away in just a moment.

"Okay, you don't have to pretend anymore!" Saint Lord Elsie suddenly stopped, stared at Ye Xing closely, and said in a deep voice: "You can never be an ordinary Saint if you can persist in the hands of this Saint for so long.

At the peak of your realm, your strength is probably inferior to that of the old devil Ren Tianxie!"

Indeed, it is difficult for an ordinary person at the peak of the Holy Realm to sustain so many moves in the hands of Holy Lord Elsie. Just now, it was because Ye Xing's injuries were getting worse step by step, and he pretended to be too similar. So Elsie was just doubtful, but until later, he had been

He was seriously injured one after another, and even after traveling hundreds of miles, he was still seriously injured. This no longer required doubt, but could be directly confirmed.

Ye Xing also knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he immediately wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sighed: "You saw it. Hey, it seems that my acting skills still need to be improved. Amateur actor, please forgive me!"

"Actor?" Holy Lord Elsie's eyes flashed with doubt, but he didn't bother to care about this word that he didn't understand, and asked in a deep voice: "Actually, I am very curious. Since a few days ago, you have tried every means to try to cast him as an actor.

I brought this up, what is the purpose of doing this?"

"Purpose?" Ye Xing grinned and said, "Of course to kill you!"

"Kill me? Hahaha!" Holy Lord Elsi laughed loudly: "You want to kill me, but you are not qualified. Even if all the holy realms in your entire Wulin Continent come, you still won't be able to kill me alone."

"The only ones who can really threaten my life are the powerful true gods in the heaven. And if ordinary gods don't have artifacts in their hands, I'm afraid they may not be able to defeat me!" Holy Lord Elsie sneered: "And you guys

The Wulin Continent is just one of countless mortal planes. The humble mortals and lowly natives, let alone the true gods with amazing combat power, even the most ordinary low-level gods cannot exist in this mortal plane of the Wulin Continent.
Chapter completed!