Ye Shaohan closed his eyes slightly, feeling the blood corpse in front of him. Most of his attention was focused on the mark on the blood corpse's eyebrows. After controlling the blood corpse, Ye Shaohan could also notice that the previous scene was indeed blood.
The corpse instinctively displayed its magical powers.
Devouring magical power! That huge mouth swallowed up the two energies of life and death, and could even swallow the world! Only after controlling the blood corpse did Ye Shaohan realize the horror of that magical power.
This magical power was originally the instinctive magical power of this body, but after Ye Shaohan's refinement, this magical power evolved again and evolved into the current devouring magical power.
Ye Shaohan still can't forget the earth-shattering scene before. The bloody corpse was like a hungry ghost devouring the life and death around it. At this moment, Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief. He succeeded in refining the sword corpse for the first time!
This blood corpse is no longer a blood corpse, but a sword corpse!
Looking at the skinny figure in front of him, Ye Shaohan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Like a hungry ghost, devouring life and death, devouring the world! From now on, you will be called the hungry ghost!"
Hungry Ghost Road!
The eyes of the young man in front of him were still lifeless, but there was a hint of life in them.
"Compared to before, the strength of the body has been improved a lot. What's even more rare is that through the devouring magical power, the two energies of life and death that it devoured are transformed into terrifying energy!"
Standing in front of the Hungry Ghost Path, Ye Shaohan could clearly feel the aura permeating the Hungry Ghost Path and the terrifying energy flowing within his body.
"His aura is no less than that of an ordinary Spirit Emperor realm warrior, but what about his strength!" Ye Shaohan whispered, stood up, and said lightly: "Stand up and collect the breath all over your body!"
Today's Hungry Ghost Realm has become more spiritual and is no longer as dull as before!
The hungry ghost stood up, and at the same time, the terrifying aura on his body also subsided.
"Punch forward!" Ye Shaohan's figure flew dozens of feet away. Before he finished speaking, Hungry Ghost Dao raised his fist. A terrifying martial arts will filled his fist, like lightning, and he punched out!
Bang bang! The void in front of me couldn't bear his punch and shattered in vain.
At the same time, the two qi of life and death from all around rushed towards the fist of Hungry Ghost Dao, as if receiving a terrifying tearing force, the already shattered void around him was shattered again.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Shaohan stared at the fist surrounded by the energy of life and death, and whispered: "A terrifying punch!"
The figure of the fire unicorn appeared next to Ye Shaohan. He also looked at the hungry ghost standing in the air of life and death with a solemn expression and said: "In him, I feel a kind of desire!"
"Desire?" Ye Shaohan frowned slightly. Indeed, in those empty eyes, Ye Shaohan also saw a desire. The kind of desire was to compete with the two qi of life and death around him.
The hungry ghost path is like a starving ghost, and these two qi of life and death are the delicacies. Regarding this, Ye Shaohan smiled slightly and said lightly: "You can devour it if you want, no need to worry about me!"
Bang bang! The two qi of life and death around him rushed toward the hungry ghost path crazily, and finally poured into the hungry ghost path.
"This weird sword corpse is not only physically strong, but also possesses a magical power of physical instinct!" Fire Qilin sighed.
"With the Hungry Ghost Dao, I don't have to use the whirlpool of life and death to kill the old man from the Moon Temple before!" Ye Shaohan can feel that as more and more life and death are swallowed up, the Hungry Ghost Dao within the body
The energy is even more terrifying.
The hungry ghost realm devoured the two qi of life and death between heaven and earth for a full three hours. It was only after three hours that the hungry ghost realm stopped devouring it.
Hungry Ghost Dao walked to Ye Shaohan who was practicing and stood there like a guard, motionless.
Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, looked at the extremely pale hungry ghost, and said calmly: "Let's go!"
After getting up, Ye Shaohan turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the boulder in the distance, while Hungry Ghost Dao followed closely behind.
"Although I don't know how big this sword tomb is, if Xiao Luoxue and others meet people from other sects or the three major halls, they will be in trouble!"
"The only thing we can do is find those people first!" Ye Shaohan murmured to himself. In just a few breaths, his body swept out a hundred feet, and the hungry ghost was always following behind Ye Shaohan like a shadow.
Somewhere in the black and white world, a black mist was floating quietly over the rocks, and piercing screams were floating out of the black mist.
"Completely lost contact, Godai, what did you do to my body!" This was the voice of the Holy Son. The black mist surged and finally transformed into the appearance of a young man. Due to pain, the originally handsome face had become
Extremely ferocious.
"The five bodies are restrained but the one body has completely lost contact!" Looking at the two qi of life and death surging around him, a cold murderous intention emerged in the eyes of the Holy Son, "We must first find a body and recover.
Strength will do!"
The words were still floating in the sky above the boulder, but the figure of the Holy Son disappeared strangely.
The black and white world is so quiet and terrifying. In a certain area, its huge stones are like stars in the void, scattered in every corner of the void.
And in this quiet world, there were roars one after another in vain, the waves of space spread out in vain, the void around them shattered in vain, and a long rainbow shot out from the distance, breaking through the broken space turbulence.
This figure looked slightly embarrassed, and the martial robes on his body were all broken into pieces.
"Hand over that thing, otherwise even if you are the leader of the Qinglong Clan, I will never let you go!" A deep voice hovered over the Baizhang area.
This sound was like thunder exploding in the ears of the previous figure. This figure was clearly Qing Jue. It had only been a few months. The aura on Qing Jue's body had become much stronger, but he had a lot more energy all over his body.
A striking sword mark.
"Spiritual Emperor Realm Pressure!" Feeling the terrifying pressure behind him, Qing Jue's body speed increased again.
Purple lightning flashed deep in the soles of Qing Jue's feet, tearing apart the surrounding sky.
Just as Huo Qilin said, there are many empty sword paths leading to the sword tomb, and Qing Jue also did not meet anyone else when he entered the vicinity of the sword tomb.
In the past few months, Qing Jue spent most of his time on the road, practicing from time to time, and awakened the Green Dragon Mark. The mystery contained in the mark made Qing Jue gain a lot. It is because of this that the aura on Qing Jue's body became more and more powerful.
However, seven days ago, Qing Jue, as usual, chose a huge stone as a place to practice. When he practiced for a moment, a blood-red dragon shot out in vain from the broken void.
The aura of this dragon was extremely weak. When the dragon saw Qing Jue, it launched an offensive crazily.
Qing Jue used the strength of nine oxen and two tigers to kill it. At this moment, Qing Jue discovered that this dragon was extraordinary. Both the corpse and the inner elixir were extremely precious.
But at this moment, a Spirit Emperor realm warrior appeared and attacked indiscriminately. If Qing Jue had not been vigilant at all times, he would have been killed by the attack of this Spirit Emperor realm warrior that day.
It was the scene seven days ago that led to today's scene. Qing Jue had no choice but to escape because his strength was inferior to others. However, he was holding his breath in his heart. When did the majestic leader of the Qinglong Clan receive such treatment.
"It took me several months to seriously injure that dragon. Without me, you would never have been able to kill that dragon! Qing Jue, hand over the dragon's inner elixir, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!" The cold shouts were like thunder!
The general was surging behind, and a cold murderous intention emerged. Hearing this, Qing Jue sneered. If the matter could be solved by handing over the dragon inner elixir, this person would not have died seven days ago.
The treasures of heaven and earth are obtained by those who are destined to do so. After practicing for decades, Qing Jue has long been accustomed to killing people to seize treasures, destroying corpses and destroying traces.
Lightning flashes, strong winds gust, and wherever Qing Jue passes, the void immediately shatters, breaking the balance of life and death, and terrifying whirlpools of life and death emerge.
Immediately behind Qing Jue was a gray-haired old man, with white hair like frost and a slightly withered complexion. Time has left traces on this face. Although his body is old, his face is...
His old body contained a terrifying pressure.
This pressure was the pressure of the Spirit Emperor Realm. The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the embarrassed figure in front of him and the whirlpool of life and death. He snorted coldly, and his figure shot out, like flowing water.
He breathed, avoiding the terrifying whirlpools of life and death, and shot straight away. As long as you stay in such an environment for a few months, you will naturally understand the horror of this whirlpool of life and death. Looking at the fleeing figure in front of you, Bai Bai
The murderous intent in the eyes of the old man was even colder, "That dragon is filled with the rules of life and death. If the dragon controls the rules of life and death, it will definitely leave imprinting ripples in its inner elixir. With those imprinting ripples, I can't understand life and death."
Origin, you can also take a step towards understanding the origin of life and death!"
"The leader of the Qinglong Clan who is only at the Spirit Master level is nothing to worry about. Even if I kill this person here, the Sword God Sect will not know about it!" I have to admit that this old man is still very afraid of Ye Shaohan.
The terrifying battle between Ye Shaohan and the Holy Son was still lingering in his mind. The old man had only entered the Spirit Emperor realm for a few years, and he believed that he was no match for the Sword God Sect Master.
"Supernatural power! Escape from the sky!" the old man whispered, and the long sword tightly held in his hand disappeared in vain, as if melting into the void.
A terrifying wave emerged from behind. Qing Jue didn't hesitate at all. His figure stopped in vain and turned into a breeze and flashed to the side. When Qing Jue's figure just appeared aside, its roar was in vain.
He stood up, and under the gaze of Qing Jue, a terrifying sword pillar emerged from his previous position. In the sword pillar, a sword rotated strangely, and the balance of life and death around him was immediately shaken.
Interrupted, forming a terrifying whirlpool of life and death.
"Weird magical power, this sword pillar appeared without any warning!" Previously, Qing Jue did not notice anything strange behind her. When she caught a glimpse of the whirlpool of life and death that evolved in front of her, Qing Jue's expression sank, covering hundreds of people.
The whirlpool of life and death.
The road ahead is cut off, and there are soldiers chasing behind! Qingjue is undoubtedly in a dilemma.