"Jun Mo!" Hua Wujian whispered. Compared with Jun Hui who came with the crowd before, this man was even more ruthless. He had massacred hundreds of tribes and killed more than a million people.
Therefore, many people who had surrendered to Bahan City fled when they saw this person.
"First there were dozens of Spirit Masters, and now they are Spirit Emperors!" Hua Wujian took a breath. Today, blood will be shed in the sky, and he will defend Huacheng to the death.
However, Hua Wujian still had a fantasy in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on the fluttering white man. Madman, can you resist this person?
"This person is in the Spirit Emperor realm!" Wang You held the hilt of the sword tightly and was about to step into the void, but unexpectedly Xiao Luoxue shook his head and said lightly: "He has also killed in the Spirit Emperor realm!"
He has also killed in the Spirit Emperor realm! Just this sentence eliminated Wang Youjianmei's worries, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The white snow is flying, like dancing butterflies, drawing arcs.
The middle-aged man in black robe came walking in the snow. When his figure was still several hundred feet away from Huacheng, he suddenly stopped and looked at the white-clad figure in the sky with some astonishment.
When he was thousands of feet away, he didn't notice this person's aura, and now when he was hundreds of feet away, he also didn't notice this person's aura.
Clothes as white as snow and hair as white as frost, this figure seems to have lasted forever.
The middle-aged man in black robe frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped forward again, each step making the world tremble.
"What a weird person, I can't detect his aura!" The middle-aged man in black robe whispered, and then shook his head: "Although it is weird, I don't bother to go into details, just kill him!"
"Even if this flower city is bloodbathed, I will still be punished by the organization after I go back. I have no choice!" The middle-aged man in black robe stepped on the snow catkins, and the overwhelming smell of blood swept away, and even the snow catkins were filled with a sense of murder.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Shaohan was immersed in the world, feeling the changes in his body, the thick spiritual energy, the terrifying flesh and blood, and the flowing blood. Every change was under Ye Shaohan's control.
At this moment, the appearance of the middle-aged man in black robe was like a huge stone thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan's eyes slowly opened, and his dark pupils had an unwavering look, like a puddle of stagnant water.
But just this dull gaze fell on the middle-aged man in black robe, and the middle-aged man was shocked. What kind of gaze was this? It was like an invisible blade, cutting directly into his body and inserting deeply into the black man.
There was a dull pain in the soul of the middle-aged man.
Bang bang! The middle-aged man in black robe could feel that his heartbeat was speeding up in vain, and the spiritual energy in his body was also flowing crazily.
Bang! The middle-aged man in black robe took a step back. He couldn't bear this gaze. Even under this gaze, the martial arts will condensed in his body had a tendency to collapse.
A frightened look appeared on his face, and the middle-aged man in black robe had to admit that he had been practicing the spiritual master's way for nearly a hundred years, and this was the first time he was frightened by someone's gaze.
Under this gaze, he had a vague feeling that he was an ant under heaven. Cold sweat soaked his whole body, and a martial arts will spread out from the body of the middle-aged man in black robes. Spiritual energy surged wildly. At this moment,
, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
"Who is this person? Why is it that just a glance makes me feel frightened?" The middle-aged man in black robe whispered, "Has such a person ever appeared in the Eight Cold Hells!"
Bewildered and stunned, Hua Wujian and others all looked startled. Is this considered an escape?
Hua Wujian and others did not meet Ye Shaohan's gaze. Even so, everyone was still shocked. Just one look could scare away a spirit emperor. Is this the strength of a madman?
"Did I let you go?" A plain voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man in black robes. His body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain and stopped strangely. This voice was no less than the call of the God of Death. He was dripping with sweat.
, the breath of death is coming.
The middle-aged man in black robe turned around, and saw a figure in white clothes like snow walking towards him, surrounded by three completely different flames, which looked extremely strange.
With a pale complexion, the middle-aged man in black robes noticed a terrifying fluctuation in the three flames. This flame was terrifying. He knew that once he was contaminated by this flame, he would surely end up turning into ashes.
The flame of reincarnation, the fire of cause and effect, and the fire of supreme karma, three kinds of flames were flowing at Ye Shaohan's fingertips. Ye Shaohan stepped out of the air. At the same time, in his dark eyes, the three kinds of flames suddenly formed three similar fire brands.
The mark revolved around Ye Shaohan's pupils.
Meeting Ye Shaohan's gaze, the middle-aged man in black robe was shocked again. This gaze contained extremely terrifying power, making him feel like he was facing heaven and earth.
Bang bang! Will surged out like a tide, trying to tear apart this pressure.
"Do you want to tear apart the oppression of will? It's not enough. I want the vitality in your body!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, and two streams of the Moon God's will flowed out.
Phew! Raising his right hand, Ye Shaohan slapped his palm downwards. Three high-pitched phoenix calls sounded, and the three vermilion birds appeared and roared towards him. Three completely different flames immediately engulfed the middle-aged man in black robes.
There were no screams, nor any light of blood! The figure of the middle-aged man in black robe disappeared strangely, not even ashes were left.
"Reincarnation wipes out life and death, cause and effect wipes out cause and effect, and karmic fire wipes out karma. This is the real disappearance!" Ye Shaohan murmured, and as he waved his sleeves and robes, the three-dimensional Suzaku mysteriously dissipated, and the flames merged into the heaven and earth.
A white light is suspended in the void. This is the vitality of the old man in black robe.
Seizing this touch of vitality, Ye Shaohan directly absorbed it, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard below with a calm expression.
Many years ago, he had killed the Ling Emperor, let alone now. With just a few moves, he had killed the ordinary Ling Emperor.
From the arrival and departure of the black-robed middle-aged man until his death, it only took a few breaths.
With dull expressions, Hua Wujian and others were all shocked: "Kill the Spirit Emperor?"
Coming out of the air, Ye Shaohan's eyes returned to normal, and there was no trace of breath on his body.
Hua Wujian and others did not dare to look directly into Ye Shaohan's eyes and lowered their heads until Ye Shaohan's figure disappeared in the courtyard.
The snowflakes fell again, and Ye Shaohan stepped on the snowflakes, holding the wine bottle in one hand, and floated over.
"Killing Emperor Ling, how strong are you?" Wang You murmured, looking at Ye Shaohan with complicated eyes. Who would have thought that the sword-dancing lunatic outside the Flower City in the past could be such a strong person.
"Spiritual Sovereign Realm can kill the Spirit Emperor!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. As his strength increased, his vision also improved. The ordinary Spiritual Emperor Realm was no longer worthy of Ye Shaohan's attention.
"Kill the Ling Emperor!" Wang You murmured softly, and then chuckled: "If I have this strength, then Huacheng will be fine.
"This small town will be fine!" Ye Shaohan shrugged, and at the same time took out a spirit emperor's soul from the Qilin necklace, smashed it into pieces with one hand, and its strong vitality burst out.
Under Wang You's astonished gaze, Ye Shaohan grabbed this vitality and injected it into Wang You's body, "This vitality is enough to restore the injuries to your soul. Once your soul is restored, it should be easy to restore your strength to what it was decades ago.
"
A warm feeling swept over him. In response to the excessive thanks, Wang You didn't bother to say anything, turned around and walked towards the house.
"Congratulations, you have evolved the magical power of fire." Xiao Luoxue came with a sword, and the aura in her bright eyes made the world eclipse.
With her soft white hair fluttering in the wind and snow, Xiao Luoxue stood under the peach tree, her body completely blending into the vast white world.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan shook his head: "There is a long way to go, and I still have a long way to go compared to those people."
"That feeling of despair is annoying. I don't want to experience it again. I still like the feeling of having everything in my hands." Ye Shaohan chuckled, raised his head and looked at the sky, and murmured: "I don't know, those people
How is it now?"
"Xiao Huo, Zhang Ming, Fatty, Qing Jue, Wu Ling, Chu Ge." Ye Shaohan's eyes were filled with memories, it was almost ten years since he said it.
"Reentering reincarnation, with their strength, they should have broken the seal of the power of reincarnation." Xiao Luoxue raised the corner of her mouth with a nice arc. She also missed the fat man who called her sister-in-law.
"Those guys will become very powerful, I can't fall behind." Several red lights flashed on the Qilin necklace, and the souls of the spiritual emperors who had lost their minds appeared in the void. Ye Shaohan's sword command was moving, and his will was like flowing water.
It swept out and tore the souls of several spirit emperors into pieces.
The spirit emperor's soul was shattered and turned into a strong vitality. Now, Ye Shaohan has only a few spirit emperor souls, but now the blood crystal has been exhausted. The only way to survive is to destroy these spirit emperor souls.
As Ye Shaohan moved his sword, its strong vitality condensed into a rain of flowers, and the petals fluttered and rushed towards Xiao Luoxue.
"I don't want those guys to think that I'm bullying you. Compared to now, I prefer the waterfall-like black hair of the past." Ye Shaohan smiled, and his smile was extremely bright.
The petals crossed the pretty face that subverted the world. Xiao Luoxue raised her head and looked at the endless petals. She took a step forward and danced her sword. The thick vitality flowed in it, and her long snow-like hair gradually became more and more beautiful.
As is, original ink color.
Seeing this, Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, sat on the stone bench, drank wine, and looked at the dancing Xiao Luoxue with a peaceful expression.
A trace of vitality was integrated into Ye Shaohan's body, and 70% of the injuries on his soul were restored. To restore to his peak, this vitality is currently far from enough.
The night was like water, and the endless darkness swallowed up the only remaining light between heaven and earth. Only the lights on the tower in the distance were dim.
"Xiao Luo, why do you think those people are trying so hard to defend Huacheng?" After a moment, Ye Shaohan suddenly said.
The looming sword light in the wind and snow dissipated, Xiao Luoxue put away her long sword, her beautiful eyes wandered to the tower in the distance, and whispered: "Everyone has a holy land in their hearts, and this holy land is worth defending with life!"
Ye Shaohan understood this very early, "Yes! Even the most insidious and cunning people have a piece of holy land in their hearts, which cannot be killed!"