In charge of killing, Ye Shaohan's murderous intention can destroy all living beings and destroy the world, not to mention the shadow of dead things in front of him.
Bang! A stream of light shot out like a rainbow, and its sword filled with cold light flickered in the shadow of the dead thing, tearing the floating shadow into pieces.
The moment Ye Shaohan moved, his killing body also moved, like a god of death. Whenever Ye Shaohan swung a sword style in his hand, his killing body also swung a sword style.
Exactly the same sword style, an impeccable sword!
The resentful soul bared its teeth and claws, and four sword corpses ran rampant, plus Ye Shaohan and the killing body.
Although its Dead Shadow had a numerical advantage, under this fierce offensive, its Dead Shadow's side presented a one-sided situation.
Most of the terrifying and terrifying death aura that filled the place was swallowed up by the resentful souls.
"Although the killing body does not have the will of martial arts in its body, with the ultimate rules of killing, it can still resist if it encounters the Spirit Emperor realm!"
"I haven't stepped into the realm of the Spiritual Emperor yet, and the power of his magical killing body has not been fully unleashed!"
"On the other hand, with my killing ability, if I meet a Level 2 warrior of the Spirit Emperor, I have a slight chance of winning!" Ye Shaohan murmured, his eyes darting across time and space as if he had traveled through time and space, landing on the three realms in front of him that were comparable to the Spirit Emperor realm.
On the phantom of dead things.
"The strongest moment will come next!" His sword, which was oozing with cold light, stopped in vain, and Ye Shaohan took a step forward.
At the same time, the killing body in the distance turned into a stream of light and rushed toward Ye Shaohan.
The two figures slowly overlapped together, and Ye Shaohan's aura surged, especially his expression, which was extremely indifferent, like a superior god of death.
"What a terrifying aura!" The Lonely Emperor, who was watching from a distance, whispered, "This aura is no less than the second level Spirit Emperor!"
"The most terrifying thing is not this terrifying oppression, but the cold and biting murderous intention!" Shanquan murmured, his face becoming more and more solemn. With such a character appearing in the Lonely Hell, will the pattern of the Lonely Hell be as stable as before?
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Sadly, Ji Hun and others also saw the worry in it. If one day, this person steps into the second level of the Spirit Emperor, then who in hell can resist him.
"Completely combining the killing body and the true body, the strongest moment!" Ye Shaohan stepped out gently, raising his hanging Qilin sword again.
The second generation conquered the world with his domineering sword intent, magical powers, and even rules.
For Ye Shaohan, his sword also captivated the world. With one sword, the murderous intention turned into a beautiful sword light.
Ding! A crisp sword chant sounded, and Ye Shaohan's figure shot out in vain. He raised his sword and drew it out, and the extremely beautiful sword light flowed out.
The sun shone again, and a bright sword light flowed through the sun.
The Dao of Heaven, the Dao of Hungry Ghosts, and the Dao of Humanity were fighting with the shadows of three dead creatures. The sword light appeared silently behind Tiandao, and the Dao of Heaven and the Dao of Humanity retreated towards both sides.
Phew! The bright sword light cut through the ripples in the space and sank into the bodies of the three dead objects. The sword light receded and the Qilin Sword emerged. The entire sword blade was inserted into the three dead objects.
Holding the Qilin Sword, Ye Shaohan looked calmly at the three shadows of dead objects in front of him. This was the most powerful sword and an extension of the killing power.
Roar! A shrill roar resounded, and the three shadows of dead objects gradually turned into death energy and dissipated.
The majestic resentment surged out, and the resentful souls all around gathered here to devour the resentment crazily.
Huh! Ye Shaohan took a deep breath, ignored the roaring shadows of dead things around him, closed his eyes, and recalled the feeling from before, a very strong feeling!
The body of killing dissipated in Ye Shaohan's body, and Ye Shaohan's aura returned to its previous state, with his face a little pale. "In just three breaths, the spiritual energy was consumed by 3 levels, and the soul power was consumed even more. The body of killing and the main body were completely destroyed."
By fusing them together, although they can gain powerful strength, the price is a bit high!" The Reincarnation Art circulated in Ye Shaohan's body, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered towards him crazily.
"Kill three dead creatures comparable to the Spiritual Emperor Realm with one sword!" the life and death dragon exclaimed, his tone full of surprise, how powerful this cheap master is.
"A very strong sword!" The Lonely Emperor sighed slightly. The comparison with Ye Shaohan finally disappeared. He could not catch the previous sword alone.
There was deathly silence all around, and everyone was obviously shocked by Ye Shaohan's sword.
"Emperor of the Blood Prison!" Leng Feng murmured, with a fiery look even appearing in his eyes, "Instead of staying in Lonely City as an unknown law enforcer, it is better to join the Blood Prison!"
"The Blood Prison Emperor has this strength, so the rise of the Blood Prison is inevitable!" Leng Feng lowered his eyes slightly and glanced to the side without any trace, and the other warriors also had a look of fanaticism in their eyes.
Boom! A shocking roar sounded, and in the distance, the sword pillar reaching the sky suddenly collapsed.
"The first sword pillar has been destroyed!" Master Su whispered, his eyes looking at the figure in white in the distance with the same enthusiasm.
The white-clothed hunter made a sound, and its collapsed sword pillar fell into the sea, setting off huge waves. All the shadows of the dead things in the void disappeared, leaving only the hovering resentful souls.
The sun began to shine again. Ye Shaohan turned around and looked in the direction of the stone path, "Next is the second sword pillar!"
After a short rest, Ye Shaohan regained his strong spiritual energy in his body and walked forward through the broken void with his sword. Every step he took would disturb the shadows of dead things around him.
A sword froze the sky, and the sword danced across the sky. A streak of white clothes and a long sword tore apart the shadows of countless dead things. Young Master Su and others stood on the clouds, watching Ye Shaohan's figure disappear into the undulating waves.
A moment later, another roar echoed in the distance.
The second sword pillar was also destroyed without any obstruction.
"The second sword pillar has been destroyed!" The Life and Death Dragon whispered. At the same time, he noticed that the resentment in the Dead Sea Hell had also dissipated a lot.
Bang bang! Another roar resounded, and the Hell of the Dead Sea shook in vain. Waves hundreds of meters high hit the rocks, and the roaring sound was endless.
"So fast?" In just a few dozen breaths, this guy destroyed the third sword pillar?
"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time!" Ye Shaohan's voice floated over with a shocking roar.
"It was really destroyed!" Shanquan and others were also slightly surprised, it only took a few dozen breaths.
Whoosh! Dozens of figures leaped down from the clouds like rainbows, passing over the blue sea. They broke through the wind and stirred up streaks of water.
All the shadows of dead objects along the road were cleared away by Ye Shaohan. Therefore, the movement of Xianxu and others did not cause too many shadows of dead objects.
A moment later, a severed sword pillar appeared in everyone's sight. The sword pillar stood on the sea, with a length of more than 500 feet.
On the sword pillar, Ye Shaohan stood with his sword in hand, his eyes slightly closed, obviously practicing again, and his four sword corpses stood behind him.
And in the sky above Ye Shaohan, an illusory door emerged. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered on the illusory door, which was the entrance to the fourth-level sword tomb.
Hiss! More than ten thousand resentful souls were flying around the broken sword pillar, and their auras were extremely fierce. Dozens of them were comparable to the auras of the Half-Step Spirit Emperor, and even two were comparable to the auras of the Spirit Emperor.
Nearly half a million phantoms of dead objects and endless resentment poured into the bodies of resentful souls and hell realms. However, only some of these resentful souls broke through the bottleneck, such as the Half-Step Spirit Emperor and the Spirit Emperor realm.
More than ten thousand auras gathered together to form a terrifying pressure. When everyone approached this place, their silent resentful souls immediately became crazy, baring their teeth and claws, roaring, and waves of sound washed away like a tide.
out.
Boom! The sound waves tore the void apart, and turbulence surged. Shanquan and Anran were the first to bear the brunt. Their expressions changed slightly. Their martial arts will was solemn. The two stepped out, and their will condensed into a huge palm shadow, which suddenly fell down.
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The sound wave and the palm shadow met, and the ear-piercing explosion sounded again. The shattered void shook crazily, and a vortex formed on the sea below again.
Bang bang! The huge palm shadow could not withstand the impact of the sound waves after all, and shattered. The sound waves fell on Shanquan and Anran. The two of them stepped back a few steps, looking at these complaints with solemn expressions.
soul.
Compared to facing the phantoms of dead objects, these resentful spirits are even more nerve-wracking.
"Hell path!" Ye Shaohan said, his eyes slowly opened, Ye Shaohan looked at the resentful souls in the sky, and murmured: "Two resentful souls comparable to the Spirit Emperor realm, plus dozens of resentful souls comparable to half a step
The spirit emperor’s resentful soul can be considered a harvest!”
The hell path stood up from behind Ye Shaohan and roared out. Its endless resentment rushed towards the mark between the eyebrows, forming a whirlpool of resentment. The resentful souls also roared, and their figures disappeared into the body of the hell path one after another. The hell path's
The aura also strengthened a lot.
"The fourth level of the sword tomb, let's go!" Ye Shaohan raised his head and stared at the illusory door above his head.
The first three levels of the Sword Tomb are the threshold. Only by entering this threshold can you truly enter the Sword Tomb. Many teams entering the Sword Tomb will also meet at the fourth level of the Sword Tomb.
"Proud son!" Ye Shaohan whispered, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. I wonder what chance I have of winning when I meet you now.
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The autumn wind rustles and the red leaves fill the sky.
On the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb, its red leaves accentuate the blue sky.
The red leaf forest stretches endlessly like the undulating sea surface.
The coldness caused by the killing dissipated, and Ye Shaohan stood in the red leaf forest. Occasionally, fallen leaves rustled down, forgetting the conflicts and killings in the world, and touched the charm of the cycle of life and death in the cycle of summer and autumn.
The aroma of the leaves is clean and pure, and the smell of earth is not as bloody and pungent as hell. Together with the gentle sunshine, it feels a bit more tranquil and clear.
Compared with the first three levels of sword tombs, the fourth level of sword tombs makes people feel peaceful, especially the red leaves dancing in the sky, exaggerating the tranquility of the world.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Shaohan held his sword and walked among the fallen leaves, with Zhang Ming and others following closely behind him.