Facing Ye Shaohan again, Shengzi still had some shadows in his heart. His tone seemed sharp, but Ye Shaohan still heard timidity in it.
Ye Shaohan shook his head and said calmly: "After removing the trapped fish, we still have to close the net!"
Hiss! The thunder spread out, forming a phantom of a thunder dragon, wrapping around Ye Shaohan's palm. Ye Shaohan took a step forward and missed the mark.
Bang! Ye Shaohan's step seemed to fall on the heart of the Holy Son. The Holy Son's heart was shaking wildly. He felt an amazing oppression on Ye Shaohan. This oppression was more terrifying than before.
"How did he become so powerful!" Even if the Holy Son met the current Ye Shaohan when he was in his prime, he wouldn't dare to say that he had 100% confidence, let alone now.
Being locked in Ye Shaohan's aura, the Holy Son's heart suddenly sank: "I have to admit that you are very strong now, but you haven't thought of killing me easily yet!"
"I want to leave, and no one can stay, not even the original master of the Sword Temple!" The Holy Son sneered, the black mist surged and gradually dissipated, and the Holy Son's figure gradually became blurred.
Watching this scene quietly, Ye Shaohan remained motionless, and even a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Is this really the case?"
"The person I want to kill will never let him escape one after another!" Ye Shaohan said lightly, with a playful smile in his eyes.
The autumn wind rustled, blowing against the branches, and the withered yellow leaves fell feebly, drifting in the wind, and in the next moment, the leaves stood strangely still in mid-air, even the autumn wind did the same.
The area within a radius of dozens of feet trembled in vain. The heaven and earth seemed to be shackles, imprisoning a group of people.
The dissipated black mist condensed again, and the figure of the Holy Son emerged, with a rare look of horror in his eyes: "How is this possible!"
The pressure of heaven and earth surged in from all directions, like a shackle, tightly trapping the Holy Son. The Holy Son's illusory magical powers were also interrupted unless he broke the heaven and earth within a few dozen feet.
"I said you can't escape!" Before coming, Ye Shaohan had made all preparations. How could he let the Holy Son escape: "You should still remember these old friends?"
The figure of Humanity walked out from under the tree, his pale face revealed a hint of murderous intent, and the mark between his eyebrows was filled with a faint light.
Seeing this familiar figure, the Holy Son was suddenly shocked: "My body, my body!"
"If we rely on the power of the host body, the fifth generation's chance of killing me will be even slimmer!" The Holy Son's eyes were full of horror, and he found that there was no longer any connection between him and the host body.
"How is this possible? What did you do to my body!" The aura remaining in the body completely disappeared. Looking at this body, a figure suddenly appeared in the heart of the Holy Son. A few months ago, he also had
I met a body.
"The host body, no, he has his own name now, and it is not your previous host body! His name is Humanity!" Ye Shaohan shook his head and said calmly.
Crack! Several bolts of thunder shot out of thin air all around without any warning, and landed on the Holy Son.
A heartbreaking feeling swept over him, and the Holy Son's soul, which had recovered a lot, was severely injured again. The black mist around him dispersed, and the thunder tore apart the Holy Son's body.
Thunders gathered in the sky, and Tiandao's figure walked out of the thunder, with his long purple hair dancing wildly. Thunder surrounded him, and a coercion filled the air. Tiandao's eyes were as indifferent as ever.
"Another body!" Being stared at by the gaze of Heaven, the Holy Son actually felt a creepy feeling.
"Similarly, his name is not the body, he is the way of heaven!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, raising his right hand, the thunder in his hand turned into a huge palm shadow, and the will of the moon god merged into it, and suddenly fell downwards, drowning the Holy Son's
soul.
The pain of being pierced by thousands of arrows could not be greater than this, and the aura of the Holy Son became weaker and weaker.
"After all, on other people's territory, some things should not be done too much!" Ye Shaohan raised his head and looked at the sky thoughtfully. The moment he took action, he clearly felt an extremely terrifying aura wave.
Come.
This kind of fluctuation is not unfamiliar to Ye Shaohan, but rather familiar. When he killed Su Qiang, the leader of Lonely City, he also felt this aura. "It should be the strong man of Lonely City. Who could it be? The commander or the city lord?"
Ye Shaohan directly gave an order to Humanity. Humanity's hand gestures changed, and the imprisonment of heaven and earth shrank, turning into a shackle and falling on the Holy Son. The weak Holy Son was completely imprisoned.
Grasping the soul of the Holy Son, Ye Shaohan turned around, jumped into the void, tore apart the Dark Blood Sect's sect-protecting sword formation, and walked unhurriedly towards the huge wall of Lonely City, leaping several feet farther with each step.
The Dao of Heaven and the Dao of Humanity followed closely behind. The disciples of the Dark Blood Sect looked at the three departing figures in shock, not daring to take a breath.
In the palace, Lone Bai opened his eyes and murmured to himself: "Who are these people?"
"But I am sensible and have not violated the rules of Lonely City!" Closing his eyes, Lonely Bai continued to practice. As long as the warrior abides by the rules of Lonely City, he will not interfere in the disputes between those forces.
There was a hunting sound in white clothes, but this time Ye Shaohan walked out of Lonely City openly.
When sneaking into the Dark Blood Sect, Ye Shaohan ordered the Hell Path and the Hungry Ghost Path to be hidden in the Dark Blood Sect as a second killing move.
However, having captured the Holy Son, Ye Shaohan summoned the Hell Realm and Hungry Ghost Realm. He did not inform Young Master Su, and there was no need to notify him. When he walked out of the Dark Blood Sect, Young Master Su noticed.
Outside Lonely City, those monster beasts that were fighting dispersed after seeing Ye Shaohan and others. Standing among the rocks, Ye Shaohan looked at the Holy Son in his hands coldly, with a trace of thinking in his eyes, "Even if I
I hate this person, but after all, this person’s soul is the soul of the Spirit Emperor. After erasing his mind, he can also be used to refine the sword corpse! However, his soul has damaged the origin. Even if he refines the sword corpse, the chance of success is low.
Not even there!”
A look of horror was flowing in the eyes of the Holy Son. His soul was severely damaged and he could not break through the shackles of imprisonment. He could only let others slaughter him.
Poof! The flame of reincarnation burst out in Ye Shaohan's hand. Ye Shaohan controlled the flame of reincarnation and beat with his fingertips, skillfully erasing the Holy Son's mind.
No matter how unwilling the Holy Son was, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and at the moment when his consciousness was about to disappear, two more figures appeared in his eyes, and these two figures were also his body.
Hiss! The flame of reincarnation is still rising, but the Holy Son's mind has been completely wiped out. After removing the flame of reincarnation, Ye Shaohan turned around and looked at the Hell Realm and the Hungry Ghost Realm that appeared. Without any hesitation, he directly burned the Holy Son's soul.
Throw it out.
"You can't kill people in Lonely City, but there is no rule that you can't arrest people!" Ye Shaohan looked at the phantom of the city in the distance and murmured softly.
Bang! A huge mouth emerged from the void and directly swallowed the soul of the Holy Son. A look of unfulfilled interest flashed across Hungry Ghost Dao's dull face. Apparently, the soul of the Spirit Emperor was not enough for him.
"Such an appetite!" Ye Shaohan subconsciously rubbed his brows. Seeing souls and blood crystals, Ye Shaohan could feel a desire to devour in the body of the Hungry Ghost Dao, "Devouring has become the instinct of the Hungry Ghost Dao!"
The existence of the Holy Son has always been a threat to Ye Shaohan, but after removing the Holy Son, Ye Shaohan didn't feel anything. From his current perspective, the only people he could fear were the Ling Emperor's second-level powerhouse.
Vision determines a person's attitude towards things. After Ye Shaohan waited for a while, the figure of Young Master Su finally appeared in his sight.
"Your Majesty!" As a subordinate, Young Master Su knew that he had to ask about those things and that he could not ask about those things. He did not ask what Ye Shaohan did when he went to the Dark Blood Sect.
"Let's go! The fish that slipped through the net have been removed, and now it's time to close the net!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, turned around, and walked forward.
...
The void shook, and sword energy surged across the nine heavens like a torrent.
Figures flashed out in the void. It was a brutal fight, and the blood splattered out dyed the entire void red.
Kill! Only the sound of killing soaring into the sky was left in the entire void, deafening.
Han Mu is holding a blood sword, and his figure is looming in the void. The blood sword in his hand is like a snake. One move will definitely kill several Dark Blood Sect disciples.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, Han Mu suddenly turned around, and a terrifying sword shadow swung towards him.
Bang bang! Han Mu held the sword in his backhand, gathered his martial arts will, faced it, and shattered the sword shadow. He looked coldly at the figure shooting in front of him: "Spiritual Emperor Realm!"
"We just eliminated a few minions, it's time to kill the big fish!" Han Mu sneered, and his martial arts will was concentrated at the same time.
Bang! Han Mu came out with his sword and fought directly with the charging Spirit Emperor realm warrior. Above the nine heavens, sixteen powerful martial arts wills filled the air.
The Dark Blood Sect and the Tianyan Sect had the same number of Spirit Emperor Realm experts, so when they started fighting, the two sides fought extremely fiercely, and it was hard to tell them apart.
But the Dark Blood Sect left Lonely City this time to hunt down Ye Shaohan, and the Dark Blood Sect disciples who followed Mo Xiao were only dozens of Dark Blood Sect elders and deacons.
The Tianyan Sect had arranged most of the Tianyan Sect's disciples outside the Lonely City a few days ago, and laid out layers of murderous intent.
Hundreds of Tianyan Sect disciples surrounded the Dark Blood Sect disciples without leakage.
But what determines the outcome of the battle is not the fight between these disciples, but the fight between the powerful ones in the Spirit Emperor realm.
Thousands of law enforcers watched on the mountain peaks thousands of meters away and did not intervene in the battle between the Dark Blood Sect and the Tianyan Sect.
Bang bang! The collision of martial arts wills, the contest of supernatural powers, the sway of sword intent, this is the fight between the strong men in the Spirit Emperor realm.
Two completely different spiritual emperor realms shrouded the void. There were only Qin Tian and Mo Xiao within a radius of dozens of miles, and other warriors stayed away from this place.