What made the old man's heart palpitate the most was that the previous mark actually swallowed up the will of the martial arts. The ripples of space fell on the fist of the hungry ghost, and finally disappeared strangely.
"More powerful than imagined! Not bad!" A smile emerged from Ye Shaohan's eyes, and he stepped out, his figure like the wind, floating silently towards the white-haired old man.
Bang! It was still a punch, and the Hungry Ghost Dao shattered the void. Following the turbulent flow of space, carrying the power of heaven and earth, its martial arts will exploded on him.
"Martial arts will!" The white-haired old man knew that he had underestimated the person in front of him before, a Spirit Emperor realm warrior, a sword god master comparable to the Spirit Emperor realm, retreat!
Without any hesitation, the white-haired old man raised his hind legs and tried to retreat. However, at this moment, a plain voice sounded in his ears: "Stay!"
Although this voice was unfamiliar to the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man knew whose voice it was.
In the windless world, a gust of breeze blew up in vain. This breeze blew over the old man's back, also blowing the cold sweat all over his back.
A terrifying will is hovering in the sky, the will of the moon god!
"Suppress!" Ye Shaohan's figure emerged in vain above the white-haired old man, and the will of the moon god exploded, sweeping across the sky and earth, and landed on the white-haired old man.
The two martial arts wills fell directly on the old man like an invisible shackles.
The figure of the white-haired old man suddenly stagnated, and at this moment, a strange wave appeared again, accompanied by Ye Shaohan's cold shout: "Life and death are eternal!"
The two energies of life and death around him stagnated and stopped flowing! It was at this moment that the white-haired old man discovered in horror that a terrifying aura was getting closer and closer to him, and the fist of the Hungry Ghost Dao continued to enlarge in the old man's eyes.
, and finally crashed down on the old man's chest.
The strength exploded, like a sharp blade, directly smashing the old man's heart and internal organs!
"I am the Supreme Elder of the Gui Jian Sect. If you kill me, I, the Gui Jian Sect, will definitely not let go of the Sword God Sect!" The white-haired old man's slightly trembling body was affected.
The vitality disappeared in an instant, and the old man's soul immediately broke out of the body. As soon as this soul appeared, there was a wave in the hungry ghost's dead eyes. The mark between the eyebrows emits a blood light, and the invisible wave spreads.
A terrifying giant mouth emerged in the void. The giant mouth was several feet wide. The terrifying tearing force spread out, and the old man's soul that had just left the body was directly pulled into the giant mouth.
Ah! A series of harsh screams emerged from the giant mouth, and at the same time, the old man's breath dissipated quickly.
There was endless darkness behind the giant mouth. In just a few breaths, the old man's aura completely dissipated. At the same time, the giant mouth also dissipated again, turning into a stream of light and blending into the mark between the eyebrows of the Hungry Ghost Dao.
Seeing this scene, Ye Shaohan also stopped and looked at the hungry ghost road in front of him in slight shock.
A glimmer of life once again appeared in Hungry Ghost Dao's originally dead eyes, and this glimmer of vitality was stronger than before.
"Food, swallow it up out of instinct!" Ye Shaohan narrowed his eyes slightly. At the moment when the old man's soul left the body, Ye Shaohan felt a desire to eat in the hungry ghost.
"You're really not picky about food. You have two spirits of life and death, and a soul body! Tsk tsk, the name of this hungry ghost suits you!" After swallowing the old man's soul, Ye Shaohan could feel that the aura of the hungry ghost was getting stronger and stronger.
In the distance, Qing Jue looked at this scene with a shocked face. A Spirit Emperor realm warrior fell like this.
Looking at Hungry Ghost Road with a slightly fearful look, Qing Jue could really see the face of Hungry Ghost Road at this moment, "It's those six corpses!"
Turning around, Ye Shaohan walked towards Qing Jue, and the aura on his body dispersed again. The Hungry Ghost Dao followed Ye Shaohan like a guard. According to Ye Shaohan's instructions, the Hungry Ghost Dao also restrained his own aura.
"Qing Jue has met Wu Dai!" Qing Jue bowed slightly and said, if Wu Dai hadn't appeared in time this time, he would have died here today.
"Compared to a few months ago, the aura is much stronger, but it is also much more embarrassing!" Ye Shaohan glanced at Qing Jue. When he realized that Qing Jue was fine, Ye Shaohan chuckled.
Hearing this, Qing Jue smiled awkwardly, "If it hadn't been for the arrival of the Five Dynasties, I would have died here today!"
Having said this, Qing Jue's eyes slightly turned and landed on Hungry Ghost Dao. Even though he had restrained his aura, Qing Jue still felt an inexplicable pressure in that dead gaze. This was the pressure of the Spirit Emperor realm!
"He is my sword corpse, the hungry ghost!" Ye Shaohan raised his sword finger and pointed at the hungry ghost.
"Sword Corpse!" Qing Jue's figure was slightly shaken. A few months ago, Ye Shaohan told Qing Jue and others about the sword corpse. Therefore, he also knew what a sword corpse was.
"It's just a pity for the soul of this Spirit Emperor realm warrior!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. After this battle, Ye Shaohan also roughly predicted the strength of the Hungry Ghost Dao. If the six sword corpses are gathered, then the strength will inevitably increase exponentially.
However, Ye Shaohan also knew that this sword corpse was not the king's way after all, only his own cultivation was the right way.
"Who is that person and why is he chasing you?" Ye Shaohan knew very well that Qing Jue had a cautious temperament and was definitely not a troublemaker.
Hearing this, Qing Jue sighed slightly, took out the inner elixir from the dragon's body, and told Ye Shaohan the whole story.
"Gui Jian Zong Su Jun!" Ye Shaohan whispered, a cold murderous intent suddenly surged in his eyes, "Gui Jian Zong, how strong is it?"
"Gui Jian Sect is a first-class sect. Except for the sect leader Li Ren, who is in the Spirit Emperor realm, Su Jun is the only one in the sect who is a strong Spirit Emperor realm!" Qing Jue thought for a moment, and said that Gui Jian Sect is in the first-class sect.
It's quite inconspicuous among them.
After taking the dragon's inner elixir, a fluctuation of life and death spread over it. Now that Ye Shaohan controls the rules of life and death, he naturally knows that this fluctuation is a fluctuation of life and death. "This inner elixir actually contains a trace of the rules of life and death, which is really interesting!"
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"It is precisely because of this that Su Jun took action to kill the dragon. However, in the end, the dragon escaped and died under my sword!" Qing Jue naturally also knew the preciousness of this inner elixir.
"Just the inner elixir containing a trace of the rules of life and death can trigger murderous intent. This is a reality in this world!" Ye Shaohan threw the inner elixir in his hand to Qing Jue and said softly: "If you are interested in the rules of life and death, you can study this
An inner elixir!"
Hearing this, Qing Jue shook his head, "The Qinglong Clan is good at wind and thunder attributes. Now that I have just evolved the magical power of the wind attribute, I haven't really mastered the rules of the thunder attribute yet. As for the rules of life and death, they are not suitable for the Qinglong Clan!"
A stream of life and death energy circulates in the inner elixir, which is as big as two palms. The inner elixir is crystal clear, and the fluctuations of life and death flow through the inner elixir. This inner elixir is equally precious to the Spirit Emperor realm warriors.
Incomparably, Qing Jue handed it to Ye Shaohan without any hesitation, "In the fifth generation, you have mastered the magical power of life and death. This inner elixir will be of greater use to you!"
"I have condensed my essence and mastered the rules of life and death!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, holding the inner elixir, and glanced at the hungry ghost behind him, "What, you want it?"
There was a rare emotion in Hungry Ghost Dao's dead eyes, and his dead eyes fell firmly on the inner elixir in Ye Shaohan's hand.
"It's not like you have lost the name of the Hungry Ghost!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, and his inner elixir emerged in vain, floating above the Hungry Ghost Path.
A space fluctuation slowly spread out, the mark between the hungry ghost's eyebrows was filled with a faint light, and a huge mouth emerged again, with terrifying tearing power spreading out of it.
Bang! The inner elixir was swallowed into the giant mouth, and a clicking sound resounded. In an instant, a strange wave appeared on Hungry Ghost Dao's body. After a few breaths, the giant mouth dissipated.
Seeing this scene, Qing Jue looked at the hungry ghost with a shocked face. Was the inner elixir eaten like this?
Even though it had only been a few days, Ye Shaohan was already used to the strange devouring magical power of the Hungry Ghost Dao.
"Have you ever seen anyone else after entering the Sword Tomb?" Condensing his own aura, Ye Shaohan's aura completely blended into this world, and only the fluctuations of life and death remained on his body, just like the flowing energy of life and death.
"I have only seen the previous person and the fifth generation in a few months. As for the others, I have never seen them! The world of Sword Tomb is only black and white, and I don't know where I am!" Qing Jue's face looked slightly tired, and he continued seven times in a row.
Sun's pursuit left some spiritual energy in his body weak.
"It is precisely because of this that here, no one has any scruples and kills without scruples!" Ye Shaohan whispered, with a hint of worry in his calm eyes.
Hearing this, Qing Jue also showed a little worry on his face. If ordinary people met people from other sects, would those people let go of the Sword God Sect disciples?
"The spiritual energy in your body is not enough, please rest here for a while!" Ye Shaohan raised his sword finger, and then dropped it one after another. Ripples spread out, and the void around him was in vain.
Qing Jue had been holding on. After hearing this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to a rock, sat down, closed his eyes, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed toward him crazily.
Ye Shaohan's gaze fell far away, closed his eyes, and was immersed in his own world again, with the purple electric light flowing on his fingertips.
Its violent aura filled the air, and the beating electric light continued to transform into various shapes in Ye Shaohan's hands.
The whole world fell silent in vain, it was absolute silence, only the sound of breathing and the beating of the heart were left.
In such a quiet world, time passed slowly. After half a day, Ye Shaohan opened his eyes in vain and looked at the ripples in the space in the distance with deep meaning.
Qing Jue seemed to have noticed something. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance with a solemn face. Although they were far apart, Qing Jue could feel the terrifying pressure coming from there.
"There!" Ye Shaohan whispered, stood up, and took a step forward, followed closely by Hungry Ghost Dao. Qing Jue also stood up, following closely behind Ye Shaohan.