"Ling Emperor Realm!" Huo Qilin whispered: "Ling Zun Realm understands the rules and masters magical powers. The Spirit Emperor Realm is to transform the sword intention and merge the magical powers into the Spirit Emperor's will."
"As expected!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly: "Presumably, the fourth generation Moon God is also in the Spiritual Emperor realm?
"No!" In the Qilin Ring, Huo Qilin shook his head and said: "The fourth generation has reached the Spiritual Saint Realm!"
"The will of martial arts has evolved to its peak, creating a realm of martial arts. Within this realm, I am the only one who is invincible. Whether it is the first generation of Moon Gods or the fourth generation of Moon Gods, they have all reached the realm of spiritual saints!" Fire Qilin whispered.
Spirit Saint Realm! Within a radius of tens of thousands of feet, I am the only one who is invincible! After a pause, Huo Qilin continued: "The boy from the Spirit Emperor Realm is already here!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at the sky covered by the wind and snow, and murmured softly: "The road is long and long, and I haven't walked even half of the way to the sword!"
This void has witnessed countless powerful men with unparalleled splendor, and it has also witnessed the fall of countless powerful men. Perhaps, in the realm of spiritual saints, they will eventually become ants.
The Jue Wu Zhan Sword was quietly held in Ye Shaohan's hand. At this moment, the Jue Wu Zhan Sword had been completely suppressed by Ye Shaohan.
"The four ancient clans belong to the Sword God Sect after all. No matter how many years pass, this can never be changed!" Huo Qilin suddenly said: "Boy, can you meet those three members of the ### clan!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan looked at the Jue Wu Zhan Sword in his hand thoughtfully, and said lightly: "You want to ask them why the ### clan left the Sword God Sect!"
"And you asked me to seize the sword for another purpose, which is to create opportunities for those people to meet me alone!" Ye Shaohan's tone was still calm, and his deep eyes understood everything.
Hearing this, Huo Qilin was slightly shaken. Indeed, this was also the reason why he asked Ye Shaohan to seize the Jue Wu Zhan Sword.
"I still underestimated you, you can guess everything just from my words!" Fire Qilin chuckled.
Ye Shaohan shook his head and said calmly: "Xiao Huo, I am no longer young, I am the fifth generation moon god!"
Hearing this, Huo Qilin was shocked. Indeed, the young man standing in front of him was no ordinary boy. He was the fifth generation moon god. Although he was still young, one day, he would become a figure like the fourth generation.
"Since we're here, why not meet!" Ye Shaohan chuckled and sat down directly in the air. The endless snowflakes gathered together to form a seat, and Ye Shaohan sat directly on it.
The bodies of Lu Kaoxiong and Lu Kaoxiong were frozen by a layer of frost, floating strangely in the void and did not fall to the ground.
In just a few dozen breaths, the sharp sound of breaking wind resounded to the sky. These people were naturally the warriors chasing after them.
These warriors stared dumbfoundedly at Ye Shaohan sitting on the ice throne and the two corpses turned into ice sculptures around him. An unexplained chill spread in their hearts.
"Nah, that's a Lingzong realm warrior. He died after only a few dozen breaths!" A warrior whispered, and then, the warrior immediately retreated and ran towards the way he came.
After taking the lead, more and more warriors left. After just a few breaths, there were only a few warriors left in the entire void.
"Is there something wrong?" Ye Shaohan said calmly as he looked at these warriors whose expressions were changing. However, his plain words were filled with endless murderous intent, overwhelming them.
Whoops! The few people who were still hesitating immediately turned around and left. Damn, this is simply an evil star. Just one sentence put me and others in hell.
The wind and snow were still roaring, and Ye Shaohan's eyes were still on the sky. He was waiting for someone, waiting for the three people to appear.
A few breaths later, three figures appeared in Ye Shaohan's sight as expected. When they saw this scene, the old man, Jue Zhan and the woman all had a look of astonishment on their faces.
"He's waiting for us!" Juezhan said, his gaze so sharp that it penetrated the space and landed directly on Ye Shaohan.
"I can't see through it!" Jue Zhan continued to say. The young man in front of him was like stagnant water, unable to make waves. After hearing this, the old man also whispered: "I can't see through it either!"
"There is no war sword, there is no room for failure!" the old man whispered, and a terrifying aura erupted, covering an area of dozens of miles in radius, "No matter what, there is no war sword, we will bring it back to the clan!
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From a distance of just a few hundred meters, the old man and the others stepped out slowly. Every time they took a step, there was a roar in the air, and the pressure of three Lingzong realm warriors only locked Ye Shaohan.
The cold air was permeating the air, and its biting chill had locked the void. It was as if the breaths of the three old men locked Ye Shaohan.
When the three people were less than ten meters away from Ye Shaohan, the old man and others stopped. Looking at this extremely young face, a trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "My ### clan Jueming!
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Having said this, the old man still looked at Ye Shaohan solemnly, feeling wary in his heart.
Holding the Juewu War Sword in his hand, Ye Shaohan raised his head, feeling the extremely thick black ice aura in the three people's bodies, and said lightly: "The four ancient clans - the ### clan!
"Four ancient tribes - ### tribe!"
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan's eyes fell on the three Jue Zhan people.
Chill filled the air, but Ye Shaohan did not feel any discomfort in this chill.
Hearing this, the old man who called himself Jue Ming suddenly trembled, looked at Ye Shaohan with a solemn expression, and said lightly: "Who are you?"
The four ancient tribes dominated the Martial God Continent thousands of years ago. After all, that was thousands of years ago. After being suppressed by the three major halls, the four ancient tribes had gradually withdrawn from the stage of history.
"Does it matter who I am? The most important thing is that your ### clan wants this sword in my hand!" Ye Shaohan said calmly.
The snowflakes condensed into ice crystals, and the ice crystals condensed around Ye Shaohan. The weak sunlight fell on the ice crystals, reflecting a faint silver light.
"This Jue Wu Zhan Sword is the sword of the ### clan. Please return this thing, and our ### clan will be grateful!" Cold air emerged in Jue Ming's hands inadvertently, and Jue Ming said solemnly.
"It is rumored that the Luoying Colorful Valley is the place where Jue is buried, and Jue betrayed the ### clan thousands of years ago. It would be a bit far-fetched to say that this sword belongs to your ### clan!" Ye Shaohan said calmly.
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Jue Ming is very strong. At least according to Ye Shaohan, Jue Ming is at least a level 3 warrior of the Ling Sect, and Jue Zhan and the woman's cultivation levels are not weak either.
Although facing three Lingzong realm warriors independently, Ye Shaohan still maintained his usual calmness.
The auras of the three Lingzong realm warriors only locked Ye Shaohan, and Jue Ming's eyes seemed to show a hint of killing intent, "This thing is related to the survival of my clan, I hope you can return this sword!"
"The survival of the ### clan?" Ye Shaohan raised his eyebrows slightly, pondered for a moment, and whispered: "It's not difficult to return this thing, you just have to agree to a few conditions!"
"Conditions?" Jue Ming whispered. Jue Ming was always afraid of Ye Shaohan, which was why he hadn't taken action yet. "What conditions!"
"The first condition is to answer a few questions from me!" Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly, changed his posture, and lay down on the seat extremely comfortably.
"Problem?" His eyes changed slightly, and Jue Ming found that he could not see through the young man in front of him more and more, but in those dark eyes, Jue Ming seemed to see a field of stars and a slowly rising silver moon.
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"What's the question? If it doesn't touch the clan's secrets, I can answer it!" After thinking for a moment, Jue Ming whispered without taking any action.
"It involves secrets!" Ye Shaohan played with the Jue Wu Zhan Sword, his eyes became sharp in vain, "The four ancient tribes have belonged to the Sword God Sect since ancient times. Why did the ### tribe, one of the four ancient tribes, want to leave the Sword God Gate?
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As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the void condensed in vain, and Jue Ming's body revealed an extremely cold murderous intention, "You are from the three halls!"
"Three major halls!" Jue Zhan and the woman also burst out with murderous intent. As for her, she stepped aside without leaving a trace. Obviously, the three of them formed a pincer attack.
"No!" Ye Shaohan shook his head and said calmly: "If you are not from the three major halls, I just want to know why the four ancient clans decided to judge the Sword God Sect?"
"Sorry, this matter involves clan secrets, I refuse to answer!" Jue Ming refused immediately without any hesitation.
Suddenly, Jue Ming's body shook, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "You are from the Sword God Sect!"
Playing with the sword in his hand, Ye Shaohan naturally noticed the surprise in Jue Ming's eyes and said calmly: "If you refuse to answer this question, then there will be no point in continuing the conversation between us!"
After standing up, the seat made of ice crystals that Ye Shaohan sat on immediately shattered, and the coldness around him automatically retreated to both sides.
Lifting his feet, Ye Shaohan walked forward, with the Jue Wu Zhan sword always in Ye Shaohan's hand.
Looking at Ye Shaohan's back, Jue Zhan and the woman rushed out directly, and the endless sword energy swept towards Ye Shaohan, trying to stop Ye Shaohan's figure.
He paused and noticed the overwhelming sword energy behind him. Ye Shaohan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and murmured softly: "When you draw the sword, you must be mentally prepared!"
The absolute sword was brought up, and the extremely bright sword light swept across the sky. In an instant, the sword energy all over the sky was frozen, and the endless chill centered on Ye Shaohan and spread to all directions.
This coldness is enough to freeze everything! Jue Zhan's expression was shocked. In this coldness, he actually felt a pressure from his soul. Jue Ming ignored the coldness around him and his body suddenly shook.
, the mark between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows appeared in front of his eyes, and he said with a slightly trembling tone: "Moon God!"
Moon God? Both Jue Zhan and the woman looked at Jue Ming in confusion. Moon God of the Sword God Sect?
When it comes to Moon God, no matter whether it is the disciples of the Sword God Sect or the people of the three major halls and the four ancient clans, they all feel respectful.
"When the news came, the leader of the Sword God Sect's Moon God's Seal had awakened. It seems to be true! I didn't expect to meet you here, the fifth generation Moon God!" There was a complex look in Jue Ming's eyes.