The old man in blood robe looked solemnly at the surging energy of life and death in the distance, and most of the warriors followed his gaze.
Several figures emerged in vain, led by a thin figure.
"Fifth generation!" After seeing that figure, both Qing Jue and the Qinglong clan member showed a hint of smile.
The clear voice echoed in the void, and they finally met again after a year.
"A half-step Spirit Emperor can make the Spirit Emperor state use all his strength. Qingjue, you have grown a lot this year!" Yun Danfeng looked at Qingjue below lightly, Ye Shaohan said with a chuckle.
Clear laughter hovered in the air, as if he didn't take the old man in blood robes seriously at all.
The realm of hell, the realm of hungry ghosts, the realm of humanity, and the realm of heaven followed Ye Shaohan, and the energy of life and death around him spread forward.
Ye Shaohan took a step forward and was at Qing Jue's side in an instant. He realized that Qing Jue's injuries were only physical and did not damage his soul. He chuckled and said, "It only takes a few months to fully step into the Spirit Emperor!"
"Qing Jue has met the fifth generation!" Qing Jue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up, looking slightly embarrassed.
"The warriors of Lonely Hell, are you the combatants of Lonely City?" Looking at that overly young face, the old man in blood robe sneered.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked at the source of the sound, and said lightly: "Your Excellency, you were very energetic in killing before?"
"It's a terrifying thunder, and its control is also extremely clever, not bad!"
"However, for me, there are just some more prey!" The old man in blood robe sneered, and his figure suddenly shot out, and the sharp sound of breaking wind echoed between the five claws.
This claw is enough to tear apart the rules. Even with ordinary magical powers, the old man in blood robe can tear them into pieces.
Looking at the passing blood shadow, a strange look flashed in Ye Shaohan's eyes, and he took a light step forward like a falling leaf.
At the same time, the eagle claws of the blood-robed old man immediately tore apart the remaining image of Ye Shaohan.
"He was actually able to see through my offensive, so fast!" The old man in blood robe looked slightly startled, and his eyes were cold. He stepped on the void with his right hand, turned around suddenly, and grabbed Ye Shaohan behind him.
"Supernatural Golden Claw!" The golden sharp energy circulated on the fingertips of the old man in blood robe, and the dead void was torn directly, and the terrifying coercion instantly enveloped Ye Shaohan's whole body.
Ye Shaohan turned around and looked at the figure close to him with calm eyes. A playful smile appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, and he raised his right hand, with its strong wind and flames flowing on the tips of his five fingers.
The sword finger quietly pointed out, and the will of the moon god also exploded at this moment! Bang, the sword finger and the eagle claw met in vain, the strong wind and flames condensed into a sword shadow, tearing apart the surrounding sharp energy, a dull sound echoed
There is an echo between the two.
Bang bang! The blood-robed old man looked horrified, his eyes full of disbelief: "Two completely different martial arts wills, how is this possible!"
The will of the first-generation Moon God merged into the strong wind, and the will of the second-generation Moon God merged into the flames. Although Ye Shaohan could not perfectly integrate the two Moon God's wills, with the wind assisting the fire and the fire assisting the wind, the two completely exploded.
Showing terrifying power.
Bang bang! The old man suddenly took a dozen steps back, and a striking blood hole appeared on his chest. Cold sweat dripped down his face, "How can you use your martial arts will with only the cultivation of the Spirit Master Realm!"
Integrating supernatural powers into martial arts will is an eternal theorem in cultivation! The old man in blood robe never thought that his spiritual master realm warrior would use martial arts will.
Looking at the horrified figure in the old man's eyes, Qing Jue chuckled. This was the fifth generation. Even so, Qing Jue was also a little surprised in his heart. The fifth generation was getting stronger and stronger.
Ignoring the words of the blood-robed old man, Ye Shaohan raised his head, looked into the void in the distance, and murmured: "Another prey has appeared, but we must first deal with these prey in front of us!"
Clenching his five fingers, a streak of thunder spread out from his fingertips, and the will of his fourth generation Moon God was integrated into it. Ye Shaohan took a step forward, but shot out in vain, and his figure disappeared into the void without making a sound.
Wind Transformation Technique! Like the wind, silent and unpredictable! The figure of the old man in blood robe quickly retreated. However, just as he was about to turn around, Ye Shaohan's figure appeared strangely behind the old man in blood robe, carrying him with him.
Three completely different sword fingers suddenly clicked.
Bang! The old man in blood robe did not turn around, he clenched his claws into a fist and smashed it directly towards the back. When the two met, the roar echoed again.
With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Ye Shaohan's martial arts suddenly floated away, and several qi of life and death surged out of his dark pupils. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, and a silver moon shadow appeared behind Ye Shaohan without any warning.
And out.
"The cycle of life and death! Ye Shaohan's voice was extremely soft, as soft as the clear sound made by spring water hitting rocks.
In the world of black and white, a silver moon rises slowly, and the void around it turns black, falling into endless darkness.
The moonlight flowed out like water, and the soft moonlight fell in the depths of the eyes of the old man in blood robe. The old man in blood robe was mentally shaken. In this cold moonlight, he felt the overwhelming murderous intention. Although he knew this, his mind
Or gradually immersed in the moonlight.
The reincarnation of life and death, the reincarnation of thousands of lives, who can understand the mystery of it! The eyes of the old man in blood robe gradually became blurred, and his mind seemed to be divided into thousands of parts, sinking in each life.
"Tooth sword!" A cry of surprise exploded in the endless void and echoed out.
The figure of the old man in blood-robed body suddenly shook, and his distracted eyes focused again. What caught his eyes was the extremely strange silver moon and that too young face.
The cold moonlight was like the scythe of death. The old man in blood-robed retreated backwards. The moonlight came over him, and his body was covered with eye-catching sword marks. Pillars of blood surged wildly. All this happened in just a blink of an eye.
Ye Shaohan was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but his two terrifying wills tore apart the sky and locked Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan's figure stagnated, allowing the old man in blood-robed robes to escape.
"Not even close!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, turned around, and looked at the void in the distance, where the two oppressions were like awakening scourges.
Whoosh! Dozens of figures emerged from the void, and the two pressures came from the two warriors at the head. They were also white-haired, but wore blood robes.
Upon noticing these two pressures, the old man in blood-robed breath was secretly relieved. After a brief contact, he had already developed a fear of Ye Shaohan in his heart, and his eyes looking at Ye Shaohan were no longer as sharp as before.
"Boy, even though you can use your martial will, you are still vulnerable to a single blow in front of the real Spirit Emperor!" The old man, who was called Ya Jian, retreated and gathered with the warriors who were coming.
The two Spirit Emperor realm warriors glanced at the injuries on Yajian's body, their eyebrows furrowed, and their eyes looking at Ye Shaohan also had a solemn color.
"My lord, these people are warriors from the eight hells!" Qing Jue glanced at the four sword corpses behind Ye Shaohan and whispered.
"Don't worry, no one can escape. How can the prey that has been caught in the net let him escape!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, three Spirit Emperor realm warriors were enough to make him afraid.
"Boy, you sound arrogant. I admit that your magical powers are extremely domineering, and coupled with your terrifying martial arts will, you are indeed capable of fighting me. However, you cannot bear the encirclement and killing of three Spirit Emperor realm warriors.
Yes!" Ya Jian sneered darkly.
"But I don't like single combat, I prefer group fights!" Ye Shaohan said seriously.
"Group fight?" Ya Jian looked startled, then shook his head and said, "Is it just that half-assed half-step Spirit Emperor boy?"
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind sounded in the sky, and more than a hundred figures emerged. Young Master Su came with a sword. He looked at Ya Jian and other dozens of warriors with an indifferent expression. Without any words, more than a hundred warriors spread out.
Come and form the Nine Heavens Hell Formation.
The power of the Spirit Emperor pervades Young Master Su. Young Master Su stands in the first place, with a fierce murderous intention coming over him.
"Another Spirit Emperor!" Ya Jian looked stunned, and the smile on his lips froze in vain.
"Is that enough?" Ye Shaohan chuckled, raising the corners of his mouth, and took a step forward, blocking humanity behind his back.
"Yajian, can your team take down this team?" One of the old men said strangely. He had also seen Ye Shaohan's weird magical power before. If they hadn't taken action, it was terrifying that Yajian would have fallen long ago.
Hearing this, Ya Jian smiled bitterly. He originally thought that his own strength would be enough to kill the team of the Half-Step Spirit Emperor kid, but unexpectedly he killed this evil star halfway.
"If your team can't take it, then leave this team to me!" Another old man also said, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth. The Jade Pendant of the Spirit Emperor is worth a lot of points.
"Your team?" Yajian raised his hand slightly and glanced at Tiandao and others behind Ye Shaohan. "Maybe it will be difficult for your team to take down this team. How about our two teams join forces!"
"No need!" Both warriors shook their heads, turned around, and looked behind them. There was a dark void, but a dazzling rainbow tore the darkness into pieces and burst out of the sky. "Tooth sword, don't forget this
The team leader is not me!"
Ya Jian couldn't help but picture that figure in white clothes like snow, and then he shuddered, "White hair!"
"With the two of them plus the white-haired man, it's not difficult to kill this team!" Ya Jian raised a playful smile on his lips and looked at Ye Shaohan coldly. Although he had to give up the prey in front of him, he felt a little unwilling to do so.
, but Yajian only relied on himself and dozens of spiritual masters to kill this team. His smile gradually faded, and Yajian was a little surprised. He actually saw a hint of joy on the young man's face.
A long rainbow streaked across the sky, tearing the dark void into pieces.
Clothed as white as snow, this figure walked gently, with the frosty white hair dancing wildly behind him.
Raising his head, Ye Shaohan glanced across the dense crowd of figures and landed on the blazing rainbow. The corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Long time no see, Zhang Ming!"