The sound of rolling waves hit his face, and Ye Shaohan looked calmly at the undulating sea and the figures that kept emerging.
Standing on the spot without moving, Ye Shaohan's breath no longer converged, and his breath filled the air.
Those free dead creatures immediately became crazy and rushed toward Ye Shaohan like a tide, densely packed with more than a thousand paths.
"What the hell, what on earth is he going to do!" The life and death dragon muttered, if this continues, all the dead things around it will be disturbed by Ye Shaohan.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind could be heard endlessly. Ye Shaohan's figure was gradually submerged by the shadow of the dead thing. His resentment and biting coldness filled the dead thing.
Sharp claws appeared on the phantom of the dead object, tearing the surrounding void. The vibrating space could not withstand the tearing force, and they were broken into pieces one after another. The void was turbulent, but it could not stop the pace of the phantom of the dead object.
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If caught by minions, an ordinary person's body would definitely be torn to pieces, but for Ye Shaohan, it would be a bit insignificant.
However, at this moment, its extremely eerie roar echoed in vain.
In the void, the ferocious and roaring dead creatures all stagnated in vain.
Amidst the endless resentment, the hell path came out, and its loose military robes made a hunting sound, like a ghost coming out of hell, and a terrifying pressure pervaded it.
Roar! The Hell Realm looks up to the sky and roars. The magical powers of the Hell Realm and thousands of resentments emerge in vain beside the Hell Realm.
An aura comparable to the peak of the Spirit Lord filled the air, and thousands of auras gathered together to form a pressure that was no less than the peak of the Spirit Emperor.
"The resentful soul of hell!" Ye Shaohan murmured softly. The magical power of the heaven is the thunder magical power, the magical power of the human is the forbidden magical power, the magical power of the hungry ghost is the devouring magical power, and Ye Shaohan calls the magical power of the hell path the resentful soul of hell.
If the hell realm exerts this magical power with all its strength, the number of resentful souls will not be just a few thousand, but more than ten thousand.
More than a thousand resentful souls are rotating around the hell realm, like thousands of ghosts worshiping.
"Is this a supernatural power?" Young Master Su's eyes narrowed in vain, staring at the flying resentful souls.
Young Master Su had seen the magical powers of the Heavenly, Human, and Hungry Ghost Realms, but he had never seen the magical powers of the Hell Realm. The pressure from thousands of resentful souls made him feel suffocated.
Unafraid of the pervasive pressure all around, Ye Shaohan stared at the resentful souls and the phantoms of the dead things around him. At this moment, he could detect the fear of the phantoms of the dead things, and their shrill roars were no longer as loud as before.
So loud.
"Hell Dao, do it!" Ye Shaohan said calmly. He could sense the monstrous murderous intention in the Hell Dao, but before he gave the order, the Hell Dao suppressed this instinctive murderous intention.
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a thousand roars resounded, and more than a thousand resentful souls roared, turning into a stream of light and rushing toward the shadows of the dead objects, baring their teeth and claws, tearing the shadows of the dead objects into pieces, and their diffused
Resentment and death energy disappeared into the body of the resentful soul.
This was a complete massacre. More than a thousand phantoms of dead things were not enough to kill. It was only a matter of breaths. The phantoms of dead things all over the sky disappeared one after another, leaving only more than a thousand resentful souls.
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan walked forward, with his hell realm following closely behind. He waved the Qilin Sword, and sword energy shot out one after another, submerging into the sea, setting off waves tens of meters high, and the dead objects disappeared.
The shadow emerged again.
After these resentful souls absorbed the resentment and death energy from the shadows of dead objects, their auras became more powerful, and their strength was obviously enhanced.
"If these resentful souls absorb enough resentment and death, will their strength be comparable to that of the Spirit Emperor?" Ye Shaohan murmured softly as he waved the Qilin Sword.
The most indispensable thing in the Dead Sea of Hell is dead objects. These dead objects contain a lot of death energy and resentment. For ordinary people, this place is hell, but for the hell realm, this place is definitely heaven.
In the eyes of the dragon of life and death, this stone path is full of countless murderous intentions, and if you are not careful, you will be killed.
However, for Ye Shaohan, this stone path is no different from an ordinary courtyard path. He walks on it with a relaxed expression. Regarding the shadows of dead things around him, his resentful spirits with teeth and claws tear them into pieces one after another, like breaking bamboo, and no dead thing can
Resisting the steps of Ye Shaohan and the hell realm. Seeing this scene, everyone looked a little strange, especially the life and death dragons and Shanquan who had entered the third level sword tomb.
"Damn it, old dragon, I never thought that someone would dare to walk on the stone path so arrogantly!" the life and death dragon muttered.
"Very strong!" The Lonely Emperor said solemnly, his eyes flickering between Ye Shaohan and the Hell Realm.
"Leave the sword pillars on this floor to me, you can just wait here!" A strong and sinister wind blew towards my face, accompanied by Ye Shaohan's voice.
Ye Shaohan's figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight. At the same time, figures from the Heavenly Dao, the Human Dao and the Hungry Ghost Dao shot out one after another, and also landed on the stone road, chasing after Ye Shaohan.
If Ye Shaohan could say these words, he would be confident enough to destroy all the sword pillars in this level of sword tomb. Shanquan, Xianxu and others no longer doubted this. Along the way, they had seen Ye Shaohan.
That terrifying strength.
On the empty stone road, several figures walked slowly, and the dark wind blew by, bringing with it a chilling atmosphere.
Ye Shaohan closed his eyes. The roars around him had nothing to do with him. As long as the hell realm existed, these dead things would not have an impact on him.
"It's still the aura of the Peak Spirit Master!" Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, slightly disappointed. These resentful souls tore apart nearly hundreds of thousands of dead objects and absorbed a large amount of resentment, but their aura was still at the peak of the Spirit Master.
After a while, a sword pillar reaching the sky finally appeared in Ye Shaohan's sight. The majestic sword pillar reached straight into the sky, and its clouds and mist were fluttering on the sword hilt pillar.
The phantoms of dead objects surrounded the sword pillar, and among them, Ye Shaohan noticed several powerful auras, which were not weaker than those in the Spiritual Emperor realm.
Roar! Thousands of resentful souls roared out. Without waiting for Ye Shaohan's order, the figure of the hell realm swept out, and more than a thousand resentful souls tore at the surrounding shadows crazily.
The ordinary resentful souls of the four ghostly ghosts of the Spirit Emperor Realm could not withstand it at all. For a moment, several of their resentful souls were torn apart.
Bang bang! The path of heaven and the path of hungry ghosts rushed out, and in the flash of thunder, the shadows of dead objects disappeared in the thunder.
The Hungry Ghost Dao even used the Devouring Magical Power, frantically tearing apart the shadows of dead objects around it.
A low roar sounded, and the hell realm refused to accept that its prey was separated by the hungry ghost realm and the heavenly realm. The mark between its eyebrows was once again filled with blue light, and its resentments emerged one after another.
This is the true worship of thousands of ghosts, with more than 10,000 resentful souls.
Roar! The hell realm broke through the void, and its tens of thousands of resentments rushed out crazily, tearing at the prey around it.
This time there were hundreds of thousands of phantoms of dead objects, and the gloomy aura of death filled the entire void. The phantoms of dead objects floated, blocking the falling sunlight, and the surrounding area was like a black curtain.
The shrill roar echoed across the sky, hovering in the ears of Xianxu and the others.
"Hundreds of thousands of dead objects!" Shanquan's scalp felt numb. The strength of these dead objects gathered together was no less than that of several Spiritual Emperors.
"Seniors, can't I take action?" Leng Feng said solemnly, his face a little pale.
Hearing this, Young Master Su shook his head, smiled calmly, and said: "The Lord said, just leave this sword pillar to him!"
"With the Lord's strength, these dead shadows cannot stop the Lord!" As a Spirit Emperor realm warrior, Young Master Su's perception is stronger than that of Leng Feng and others, so he can also feel it more.
The oppression flowing out of Ye Shaohan's body.
"I can't resist!" Xianluo murmured softly, and finally sighed: "Xianxu, maybe what you said is right, he does have the qualifications!"
"Have you changed your mind?" Xianxu's tone was a little surprised. His eyes rarely moved away from Ye Shaohan and fell on Xian Luo.
"Yeah!" Xian Luo nodded, and then said bitterly: "I opposed him before, firstly because of his strength, and secondly because of his qualifications!"
"But now, his strength far exceeds mine. As for his qualifications," the smile on Xianluo's lips became even more bitter: "His leadership, foresight, and ability to seize opportunities, everything he has done far exceeds my expectations!"
"You, the most stubborn one, have changed your stance, and Xianya and the others must have done the same!" Xianxu chuckled, feeling vaguely relieved.
"Yes!" Xianluo also smiled. Even though he changed his stance, Xianluo also felt inexplicably relaxed, "Young fifth generation, I'm convinced!"
In the distance, Ye Shaohan closed his eyes slightly, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Even though they were thousands of meters apart, Ye Shaohan could still hear the conversation between Xian Luo and Xian Xu with his strength.
Opening his eyes, Ye Shaohan looked calmly at the phantoms of dead things that filled the sky, and his overwhelming killing intent filled his body: "What is the strength of the killing body?"
"These shadows of dead objects are just used as trial stones!" Murderous aura surged out of Ye Shaohan like a tide, and finally formed a murderous aura whirlpool.
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The biting murderous intent spilled out like running water, and the murderous intent beat, forming a murderous intent vortex.
In the murderous whirlpool, a figure walked out.
Wearing a black robe, frosty white hair, and a murderous body!
An astonishing aura filled the air from the killing body, an aura that would destroy the world.
The white hair danced wildly, and its murderous aura condensed in the hands of the killing body, forming a sword.
Ye Shaohan closed his eyes slightly, and a biting chill spread around him.
The killing body is equivalent to Ye Shaohan's second clone. Even if Ye Shaohan's body dies, his soul can be placed in the killing body.
A mysterious feeling filled the air in his heart. Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, and his body stepped forward in vain. He took a step and the heaven and the earth roared together!
"Kill!" Ye Shaohan shouted, his voice making the world tremble!
In the void, dense shadows of dead objects immediately let out shrill roars, not because the sound wave hit the dead objects hard, but because of fear.