"Each of these thirty-three days of Hongmeng treasures has heaven-defying lethality. The Suzaku Flying Sword that you just captured from me, as well as the four elephant secret treasures behind it, are actually thirty-three days of Hongmeng treasures. Just because
Over the years, it lost its Hongmeng aura and lost its rank."
"But my Nether Evil Soul-Slaying Banner still has the aura of Hongmeng and possesses unimaginable power. From the beginning of Hongmeng to the birth of the Lord of Reincarnation, the souls who died during this period, all those who have committed serious sins, have been killed by Nether Evil Soul-Slaying Banner."
The flag absorbs.”
"This magic weapon contains tens of thousands of evil souls and evil spirits. It is like a galaxy in the universe and is immeasurable."
"It wasn't until you were born and decided to reincarnate that the sinful souls in all the worlds could avoid the fate of being slaughtered and crushed."
After Han Changsheng said these words, his face turned red, but he looked like he was looking back.
"This magic weapon is so powerful. Where did you get it?"
Ye Chen was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a terrible magic weapon buried under the Forbidden Soul Island.
"I...I..."
Han Changsheng wanted to speak, but his injuries were too serious and he couldn't say anything.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the Youxie Soul-Slaying Flag.
Suddenly, his eyes penetrated the thick fog and saw the secret cause and effect behind it.
It turns out that in ancient times, this evil soul-slaying banner was a magic weapon of the Demon Clan, and was later snatched away by Emperor Shitian.
Back then, he fought with Emperor Shitian and wounded him.
While Emperor Shitian was recovering from his injuries, Han Changsheng stole the Youxie Soul-killing Flag and secretly buried it on the island, waiting for the opportunity to be refined.
But the breath of the thirty-three-day Hongmeng treasure is so majestic that even if he reaches the eighth level of the deity realm, it is impossible to refine it.
Therefore, this Youxie Soul-killing Banner is still an ownerless thing.
He wanted to give it to Ye Chen as a gift of refuge.
He was willing to donate such a precious Hongmeng treasure, which shows his sincerity in taking refuge.
Ye Chen's heart moved. His bloodline was very special. The thirty-three-day Hongmeng treasure was difficult for even the masters of the God Emperor to refine, but he could refine it.
If he refines the Youxie Soul-Slaying Banner and controls the energy of thousands of violent souls, his combat effectiveness will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!
Also, if you can really place a chess piece in the Emperor Yuan Palace, there will definitely be huge benefits in the future.
"I see, it turns out that you stole this evil soul-slaying flag under Emperor Shitian."
Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking and weighing in his mind.
"Lord of Reincarnation, you...have you seen the cause and effect behind it?"
Han Changsheng was immediately overjoyed: "In that case, you should know my sincerity, are you willing to accept my surrender?"
Ding!
Ye Chen's heart beat hard several times, and finally he shook his head and said, "Sorry, you are not qualified."
"Why...why?" Han Changsheng's eyes dimmed instantly.
Ye Chen exhaled a breath, stood up slowly, looked into the distance, and said:
"The power of Emperor Yuandian and the strength of Emperor Shitian are more terrifying than you imagined. Somehow, I have discerned the secret of heaven. You, an eighth-level deity, are not even qualified to be a chess piece.
"
To be honest, Ye Chen really wanted to conquer Han Changsheng.
But the problem is that Emperor Yuandian is too terrifying, Emperor Shitian is too terrifying, and Han Changsheng is not even qualified to be a chess piece. If he subdues him, he will only expose his own karma.
Somewhere in the dark, Ye Chen discerned a terrifying secret.
The power of the Emperor Yuan Palace spread across all the worlds and the infinite universe. What Han Changsheng saw was just a corner of the countless foundations of the Emperor Yuan Palace.
He thought this corner was everything.
Sit in the well and look at the sky!
He also wants to rebel and seize the throne, which is simply a fantasy.
If he really knew how terrifying Shakten was, he wouldn't have had this idea.
It's a pity that ants don't know how scary tigers are.
The ants made a fuss in front of the tiger, but the tiger ignored it because there was a bigger prey in front of it.
"To give you some dignity, commit suicide."
Ye Chen dropped the sword and threw it in front of Han Changsheng.
Fortunately, he had practiced the Demon's Insight and realized the terrible secret behind it. Otherwise, if he had really taken Han Changsheng as a pawn and was discovered by Emperor Shitian, he would have died without knowing.
"Lord of Reincarnation, you..."
Han Changsheng looked at the long sword in front of him and trembled immediately. Unexpectedly, he was rejected by Ye Chen.
He was told to commit suicide, but he didn't want to die.
"Okay, since you are so heartless, let's die together!"
"The great method of disintegration of demons!"
Han Changsheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and bursts of demonic aura suddenly erupted from his body.
The demon disintegrates the Dafa and uses the disintegration to self-destruct, detonating his own energy and blood cultivation, thus forming a huge explosion.
This method will destroy both jade and stone, and its lethality is very terrifying.
Han Changsheng is a master of the eighth level of the God Realm. If he disintegrates and explodes, even the powerful God Emperor will be afraid.
But now, Han Chang's energy and blood are exhausted, and his meridians are almost broken. Even if he wants to self-destruct, he doesn't have enough energy and blood, so he can't exert his power at all.
"What's the use of using the demon to disintegrate Dafa?"
Ye Chen frowned.
"hey-hey……"
Han Changsheng laughed ferociously.
The next moment, something happened that shocked Ye Chen.
I saw wisps of heavenly demon aura pouring into the Youxie Soul-killing Flag.
Inside the Soul-killing Banner, countless vicious souls and evil souls were stimulated by the aura of the demon, and they suddenly let out sharp roars.
"not good!"
Ye Chen's expression changed drastically.
It turns out that Han Changsheng's method of dismantling demons was not used on himself, but on the Soul-Slaying Banner.
Although he has not refined this soul-killing flag yet, after so many years of study, he has already mastered a small part of the aura of violent souls, which can communicate and resonate, triggering a disintegration explosion.
As long as he detonates hundreds of violent souls and uses the concussive power of the soul-killing flag itself, he can crush Ye Chen alive.
"Tianlong Yashenyin, suppress it!"
Ye Chen's eyes were horrified, he raised his long sword, and the sword blade cut the air, blasting out a series of loud Mongolian sounds.
Now he is becoming more and more proficient in Tianlong Yashenyin. Not only the pronunciation of the throat, but also the pronunciation of the muscles and bones, and even the Hongmeng sound can burst out when the sword blade cuts the air.
Om, ba, ni, ba, baa, moo, woo, bo!
Eight golden characters, with a monstrous Hongmeng aura, lingered on Ye Chenjian like butterflies, flying non-stop, colliding with the air, and erupting into the ancient heavenly Buddha's chant.
Prevent!
Must be stopped!
If Han Changsheng detonates the violent soul and the demon explodes, Ye Chenzha will not be left behind.
laugh!
The sword light dances and the dragon soars into the sky.
Eight Hongmeng golden dragons also emerged from Ye Chenjian.
The mighty sword energy struck Han Changsheng hard.
Poof!
Han Changsheng's body burst and blood spurted out.
The aura connection between him and the Soul-killing Banner was instantly broken under the vibration of Tianlong Yashenyin.
Bang!!
The Soul Killing Flag fell to the ground. The cloth flag seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. It looked like a light piece of cloth, but when it fell to the ground, it made a sound like a heavy hammer hitting the ground.
The roaring screams of violent souls also stopped instantly.