An indescribable strange feeling emerged from Ye Shaohan's heart. This feeling came from the flying snow.
With eyes like lightning, Ye Shaohan looked straight at the flying snow catkins. The snow catkins drowned the green dragon's shadow, and the green dragon's shadow silently turned into nothingness, like ice and snow on a fire rack.
Xianxu and others took a deep breath after breaking the fifth generation's wind attribute power in an understatement. How strong is this guy, the prince?
Bang bang! Ye Shaohan retreated several hundred feet, and six sword rainbows streaked through the endless darkness and jumped to Ye Shaohan's side.
Six sword corpses and six completely different wills permeated the surroundings. Even so, the strange feeling in Ye Shaohan's heart still lingered.
"Are you going to use the power of six sword corpses? I am looking forward to what your strongest sword will be like?" The prince smiled indifferently, and with a wave of his sleeves, dense snowflakes fell from the sky.
, shrouded him and Ye Shaohan, "This is a battle between the fifth generation and me, the third generation fire unicorn, you can just watch the battle from the sidelines!" The wildly dancing snowflakes formed a snow sword in vain, and the snow swords were surrounding it.
Turning around, he blocked the fire unicorn that was about to step out.
"The power of the Spirit Emperor's domain!" Fire Qilin Sword frowned slightly. He is the second level of Spirit Emperor. He knows the terrifying aspects of the Moon God Prince better than anyone else. At least among the people Ye Shaohan has met, this person is the most terrifying one.
is the strongest.
"I haven't made a move for thousands of years, and my hands are itchy!" Huo Qilin said lightly. Only Ye Shaohan couldn't stop the Moon God Prince. Even if he used the power of six sword corpses, the chance would be slim.
The original fire of Qilin surrounded the Fire Qilin, and a majestic momentum surged out.
The Fire Qilin stepped forward and stepped into the air. The surrounding Qilin's original fire turned into a stream of light, directly tearing the snow sword spinning in front. The snow sword turned into snow flakes and fluttered out again. The Qilin Domain filled the air, and several Qilin Void
Shadows also appeared in the sky.
The balance of life and death flowing in the void was broken, forming terrifying whirlpools of life and death.
Bang bang! A low explosive sound sounded, and then a bright sword light passed by the unicorn shadow and shot directly at the fire unicorn.
Huo Qilin snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and slammed it forward, directly tearing the bright sword light into pieces. The sword light dispersed, and a slender figure emerged.
Gong Ziyu held a feather fan, looked at the fire unicorn with a calm expression, and chuckled: "The prince has given orders, this is a battle between him and the fifth generation, the third generation fire unicorn, you can just watch from the side!"
"If your hands are itchy, I can play with you." The pressure of heaven and earth surged, and Gong Ziyu's Spiritual Emperor Domain also filled the air. The power of the two domains met in the void, destroying several whirlpools of life and death.
The Fire Qilin Sword frowned slightly, and the sea of fire surged directly towards Gongzi Yu. In an area of more than 6,000 feet, this guy's strength cannot be underestimated.
While waving his feather fan, Gongzi Yu smiled calmly and stepped into the sea of fire. No matter how scary the sea of fire was, he could always block the path of the fire unicorn just right. His eyes were far more vicious than normal.
"What should I do?" Xianli looked at Xianya with a solemn expression.
"Let's take action! The fifth generation cannot fall. All we have to do is stop the prince's offensive!" Xianya whispered, and as he waved his sleeves and robes, his spiritual emperor's domain also spread.
Compared to the realms of the Crown Prince, Huo Qilin, Gong Ziyu and others, the Spirit Emperor realm of Xianya and the others was much weaker. In the Spirit Emperor realm of more than 2,000 feet, the coercion of heaven and earth suddenly gathered together.
Bang bang! Two more terrifying field fluctuations came. Two princeling members came out with swords, and their figures appeared under the wind and snow, blocking the way of Xianya and Xianli.
"Ling Emperor's Domain!" Xianya's face changed slightly, and his figure immediately merged into the wind and snow, and the power of his domain collided again.
Snowflakes fell on the forest of tombstones, but the five sarcophagi remained lifeless.
The void was completely covered by the domain. Feeling the terrifying pressure, Zhang Ming, Fatty Xiao and others nodded and came out with swords in hand.
"Qing Jue, you are responsible for the safety of Xiao Luoxue and others!" Before he could finish his words, the figures of Zhang Ming and others soared into the sky, tearing apart the flying snow curtain.
Several warriors from the Martial God Continent hesitated for a moment, and then came out with swords. If it weren't for Ye Shaohan's help, they would have fallen long ago. Today, they want to repay this favor.
Dozens of rays of sword light suddenly appeared, rising into the sky, and the fierce sword energy brought out sharp whistling sounds.
Bang Bang! Sword God Luo Rui stepped out of the air with an indifferent expression. Behind Luo Rui, more than twenty figures holding swords in their hands stepped out of the air. The sound of neat steps was as loud as thunder, and there was an invisible wave.
A terrifying momentum swept over him.
The snowflakes pushed out layer by layer like ocean waves and fell into the void.
In an instant, more than seventy strands of martial arts will exploded in the void, like an erupting volcano, unstoppable.
Brilliant sword lights surged in the void, and the fighting in the Spirit Emperor realm was staged in the void.
Qing Jue protected Xiao Luoxue and others, looking into the void with a solemn expression.
Xiao Luoxue sighed slightly, this level of fighting was beyond their control. Her beautiful eyes turned, speechless, and her cold gaze stopped at the figure in white in the sky.
The snowflakes fell lightly on the prince. Under the background of the flying snow, the prince's expression became more and more indifferent: "Everyone has his own opponent. Isn't this interesting?"
His indifferent eyes swept over the entire audience. The prince standing in the void was like a god descending to earth, his military robes fluttering in the wind.
"Maybe!" Ye Shaohan said lightly. The six sword corpses behind him were already standing in different directions. Their auras gradually merged, and the six terrifying wills flowed like water.
"Are you going to use the power of the sword corpse? The Holy Son was a waste at first, but his six-path body still had to be praised. Now how powerful can you use these six sword corpses?"
"To be honest, I'm a little looking forward to it, Wu Dai will use his sword!" The prince's fair and slender right hand stretched out from under his sleeves and caught the falling snowflakes. His sword finger flicked slightly, and a piece of snowflake fell lightly and flew directly towards Ye Shaohan.
"Confidence, absolute confidence!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. This person's courage is far beyond ordinary people. He may be the only person in the world who dares to let himself use the sword.
A crisp sword chant sounded, and its six sword arrays formed, and the six terrifying wills gathered on Ye Shaohan. At the same time, the Moon God's mark on Ye Shaohan's eyebrows also burst out with extremely bright silver light, and three strands of the Moon God's will soared into the sky.
The nine wills condensed, and Ye Shaohan's aura surged. His white clothes fluttered, and Ye Shaohan's figure gradually became blurred. With one step in the air, he still struck the city with one sword, but compared to the previous sword, the power increased exponentially.
Suddenly, the sky and the earth became dark. This gloomy sky dyed the snowflakes into a layer of ink. At the same time, the dense snowflakes were strangely still in the void, as if the whole world was still, and everything was trapped in the eternity of life and death.
.
"Life and death are eternal!" A low and melodious voice echoed in the nine heavens, and the energy of life and death in the void circulated in vain, forming a pair of eyes, floating strangely in the void.
This pair of eyes showed black and white, and wherever the gaze fell, the snowflakes disappeared strangely, and the prince's figure was completely exposed to this gaze.
"This is the real eternity of life and death!" A smile appeared on the corner of the prince's mouth, his expression was still as indifferent, and his dark eyes were as deep as an ancient pool, without any ripples.
And at this moment, a faint light emerged from the endless darkness, just for a moment. This sword light replaced the entire world, like a falling meteor, tearing apart the endless darkness and dragging out a long
tail.
This sword light appeared very quickly, reaching the prince's eyes in an instant, and nine completely different wills condensed on it, and it lasted for eternity.
The beautiful sword barrier disappeared in an instant, and the world once again fell into endless darkness. But where the sword light disappeared, a strange bloody light spattered out.
In the darkness, blood lotuses fell down one after another, and the pair of pupils between heaven and earth also dissipated at this moment. The feeling of eternity disappeared, and time seemed to be running again.
Ye Shaohan held the sword vigorously and still maintained the posture of drawing the sword. His Qilin sword almost touched the prince's eyebrows, but two slender and white fingers clamped the tip of the Qilin sword.
Blood stains appeared on the tip of the sword, staining the snow catkins red. The prince said indifferently: "Same sword, still the same result. What a pity, Five Generations!"
"Nine strands of will can't tear my realm apart even if they are condensed together!" The prince said indifferently, and the sword finger lightly flicked down on the sword.
Ding! An explosive sound like the clash of gold and iron shot up into the sky, and the snowflakes all over the sky began to dance wildly.
The sky suddenly brightened, and snowflakes fell one after another, hitting the Qilin Sword.
The Qilin Sword trembled, unable to withstand the power of the snowflakes.
A snowflake contains an extremely majestic will, and the snowflakes drowned Ye Shaohan's figure.
Even Ye Shaohan's physical strength could not bear the falling snowflakes, and dull sounds echoed in his body.
"Fudaime, be buried in this snowstorm!"
"Snow is the purest thing, and Snowflake's funeral is also the most sacred funeral!" At the end of the sentence, the smile on the prince's lips gradually faded away, replaced by endless killing intent.
Murderous intent flowed out of the prince's eyes, and a majestic momentum and coercion completely exploded on him.
Feeling this coercion, everyone broke into a cold sweat, even the sword god Luo Rui said, "The prince has murderous intentions!"
Although the spiritual energy in everyone's body is still flowing, this oppression comes from the soul. The oppression on the soul is irresistible, and all resistance is somewhat futile.
"The funeral of snowflakes buried a sword!" The prince stepped out of the air, waving his sleeves and robes, the surrounding wind and snow became murderous, and the thin snowflakes became as sharp as swords, tearing apart the blood flowing on Ye Shaohan's body.
Will streaked through Ye Shaohan's flesh and blood.
After the flesh and blood scratched through the snowflakes, a blood groove immediately appeared, and blood surged out instantly.