Under the scorching sun, the broken ice quickly turned into snow and melted. The two figures also moved, and the summer wind swept in again, rolling up Ye Shaohan's long, drooping hair and Ye Shaohan's pale face.
exposed to sunlight.
A gorgeous transformation ended like this. A ray of light spread all over Ye Shaohan's body, and the sunlight fell on Ye Shaohan's baby-like skin.
Ye Shaohan was a little uncomfortable with the sudden sunshine, and his eyes were still slightly confused. He raised his head and looked at the blue void.
The cold air still filled Ye Shaohan's body, wrapping Lin Zhiyun's body, and a layer of ice spread out, covering Lin Zhiyun's whole body.
The cold air surged, and Ye Shaohan's whole body was as breathless as the rocks.
However, it was such a figure that made the young man feel frightened. He would never forget this figure.
The blood shadow on the Sword God Mountain was deeply imprinted in the depths of the young man's mind. He once thought that this blood shadow would disappear in the long river of time, but the young man discovered that he was wrong.
This figure was definitely him, the Master of Luoxia Peak! His mind was shocked, and the young man realized that it turned out that Master of Luoxia Peak had not died.
When the young man looked at Ye Shaohan, Ye Shaohan also noticed the young man, his eyes were slightly lowered and he looked at the young man calmly.
It was this calm look that made the young man feel like turning around and running away. Suddenly, the young man shuddered, and his whole body felt as if he was in an ice cellar.
"The smell of blood on your body is very strong, it smells like a child of the Ye family!" Ye Shaohan murmured to himself, raised his sword finger slightly, and pointed forward casually.
The sword energy surged out like a tide, and a wave of sword intent erupted. The actual sword intent penetrated the young man's soul, and the sword energy drowned the young man's figure in an instant.
Bang bang! An ice sculpture emerged in vain. When the wind passed by, the ice sculpture shattered and turned into ice shards falling downwards.
The disciples of the Sword God Sect who were watching below were all full of murderous intent. However, when they saw Ye Shaohan's figure, his expression was the same as that of the young man before.
The dazzling sunlight fell into his dark eyes. Ye Shaohan suddenly raised his head, looked at the scorching sun above his head, and murmured softly: "The sun is too dazzling, it would be better if it rained!"
Before he finished speaking, the ice on the entire mountain peak turned into white gas and rose up, forming several clouds in the sky.
Kacha! Dark clouds covered the scorching sun, and the entire sky looked extremely hazy for a moment. In vain, an electric snake flashed past, and the water vapor between the sky and the earth condensed towards the Sword God Mountain Range.
As the thunder spread, the majestic rain fell in vain, and the rainwater fell on the rocks, making a gurgling sound.
For a moment, many Sword God Sect disciples looked at this scene with shocked faces. Just one word could change the climate of the world. Is this the strength of the Luoxia Peak Master?
However, their thoughts came to an end as the drizzle fell from the sky, drowning the figures of dozens of Sword God Sect disciples, and dozens of auras disappeared in the rain.
There was just a pool of blood and dozens of corpses on the ground. For a moment, the only thing left in the world was the rustling sound.
Holding Lin Zhiyun in his arms, Ye Shaohan took a step forward, and a bridge made of rainwater emerged.
The sound of the piano continued, and his figure landed lightly in front of Su Feixuan. Ye Shaohan smiled at Su Feixuan and said, "Let's go!"
Hearing this, Su Feixuan raised her head and smiled politely. However, when her eyes touched Lin Zhiyun, Su Feixuan's face couldn't help but darken.
Before the rain fell on Huo Qilin, it turned into white steam rising up. He raised his head, Huo Qilin looked at the rain with deep meaning, felt the breath of Ye Shaohan, and said softly: "Breakthrough!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan looked at his hands, nodded and said: "Yes!"
"I almost couldn't even detect the aura!" The fire unicorn transformed into a rainbow and sank directly into the unicorn ring.
Holding the piano, Su Feixuan stood quietly beside Ye Shaohan. Turning around, Ye Shaohan let the rain fall on him and walked slowly down the mountain.
Under the heavy rain, the figures of Ye Shaohan and Su Feixuan gradually disappeared into the rain.
But at this moment, a cluster of silver flames appeared in vain, drowning several corpses, and the corpses turned into ashes and scattered in an instant.
It was raining continuously, and its drizzle was floating in the Sword God Mountain Range.
A slender and tall figure stood on the treetops, and underneath it were corpses on the ground.
Among these corpses were human beings and monsters. No matter what, this place was like a hell on earth, shocking.
The drizzle was drifting, and the rainwater passed through the figure so lightly, it was an afterimage.
Holding the sword, a white figure floated in the Sword God Mountain Range, its sword light brought out blood.
At this moment, a cluster of Suzaku fire emerged in vain, causing a ripple in the space, and soon, the figure of the fire unicorn spread out.
Looking at the white figure, Huo Qilin sighed slightly: "Seven consecutive days of killing, maybe this is the only way to release the inner anger and resentment towards myself!"
After getting along for several years, Huo Qilin dared not say that he fully understood Ye Shaohan, but he could still understand Ye Shaohan.
Because his own lack of strength caused all this, Huo Qilin shook his head slightly.
The killing is still going on, just like the rain that has been falling for several days has never stopped.
Tick tock! Tick tock! The sun shines through the clouds, the rising sun that has not been seen for several days emerges, and a long rainbow stretches across the sky.
The sword fell, and blood dripped down the Qilin Sword. Ye Shaohan's feet did not touch the ground, so he floated quietly in the void.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan looked at the sky that was gradually clearing up and murmured softly: "It's clearing up!"
Seven days ago, Ye Shaohan took Shi Feixuan and left the Sword God Mountain Range. However, after settling Shi Feixuan, Ye Shaohan returned to the Sword God Mountain Range again.
And this killing started seven days ago. Whether it was a monster or a disciple of the Sword God Sect, the fate of meeting Ye Shaohan was death.
At this moment, the breath of Ye Shaohan's whole body was completely integrated into the heaven and earth, and a little white spiritual energy was flowing in his fingertips.
Raising his right hand slightly, Ye Shaohan pointed it forward at will, and the silver flames floated up. In just a moment, several miles around became a sea of silver flames, and the corpses on the ground were turned into ashes again.
Seeing this, Huo Qilin looked at the silver flame in Ye Shaohan's hand with some fear, and murmured softly: "This is the Lingzong realm. This kid's growth rate is completely beyond my expectation!"
As if aware of Fire Qilin's muttering, Ye Shaohan raised his head, and a shocking sword intent burst out from Ye Shaohan, breaking through the space above, and a twisted space crack emerged.
"Lingzong realm!" A bitter smile appeared on Ye Shaohan's lips. He obtained Lingzong, but he paid a huge price!
"Zhiyun!" Ye Shaohan's eyes couldn't help but darken, he turned around and his eyes fell on the horizon, where there seemed to be a beautiful figure dancing a sword.
"Nowadays, the disputes between the aristocratic families are becoming more and more intense, and the situation of the Ye family is not optimistic!" The figure of Fire Qilin appeared next to Ye Shaohan.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan did not say anything, but looked in the direction of Sword God Peak and said lightly: "I know, but before that, I have to go to Sword God Gate!"
"Are you going to kill Yue Jingxian and others?" Hearing this, Huo Qilin's face changed slightly.
Shaking his head slightly, Ye Shaohan put the Qilin Sword into the Qilin Ring, turned around, looked at Huo Qilin and said: "Although I have broken through to Lingzong now, I am by no means an enemy of Yue Feng!"
"Isn't it stupid to lose your life because of your own blindness?" Saying this, a trace of self-deprecation appeared on Ye Shaohan's lips.
If I didn't believe so blindly in my own strength, how could it have led to the results of that day?
Although you cannot be blind, you must firmly believe in your own strength. Ye Shaohan looked calm and said calmly: "Go and see a person, a sword, and a piano!"
Having said this, Ye Shaohan transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of the Sword God.
"Qin, sword?" Huo Qilin sighed slightly: "It's that girl!"
After saying that, the figure of the fire unicorn also turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the unicorn ring on Ye Shaohan's right hand.
Several days of continuous drizzle washed the woods on the Five Peaks of the Sword God, the leaves were washed crystal clear, and the earthy air floated in the mountain stream.
Behind the Five Sword God Peaks is a relatively flat hillside. Although this hillside is flat, its area is huge and continuous.
There are densely packed stone monuments standing on this hillside, like a forest of stone monuments.
Looking up from the void, there are green grass, fragrant flowers, and lush green branches and leaves. They are swaying gently with the breeze, and the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves is colorful and loud.
However, if you look closely, you will see that the tombstones here are like a forest. The tombstones are scattered all over the dense forest like stars in the sky. Weeds are growing around the gray stone monuments. The tall tombstones stand out in the sunset and are particularly eye-catching.
There is a sword standing around all the tombstones. The traces of time have made the sword rusty, but it cannot hide the shocking sword intention in the sword.
Within a few miles, this place is the destination for most of the ordinary Sword God Sect disciples. Disciples from Xiyue Peak, Sword God Peak, Star Peak, and Chaoyang Peak are all buried here. It can be said that countless warriors and countless swords are buried here.
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A space ripple emerged in the void, and a figure emerged. The aura of this figure was completely integrated into the world.
"Her aura is right here!" the figure murmured softly, and this figure turned out to be Ye Shaohan.
Stepping forward, Ye Shaohan fell to the ground, stepping on the soil washed away by the rain.
Ye Shaohan slowly raised his head and looked at the largest stone tablet in the center. On the stone tablet was engraved the words "Sword Tomb" with dancing dragons and phoenixes.
Next to these stone tablets is a sword inserted horizontally. These swords are undoubtedly the swords of their original owners, and they were buried here with their owners.
The surroundings were filled with lifelessness, and Ye Shaohan could clearly feel the sadness coming from the swords around him.
As a sword, when the person is alive, the sword is also there; when the person dies, the sword becomes dusty.
The dusty swords and silent stone tablets constitute the sword tomb.