This is the ultimate form of the supernatural killing body. However, when integrated into the killing body, the spiritual energy in Ye Shaohan's body is also consumed rapidly.
Just one breath consumed about 10% of Ye Shaohan's spiritual energy. He raised his head, and Ye Shaohan looked at the sword light that was shooting out with a calm expression. He raised his sword finger again and touched it slightly: "Fire of heaven and earth, listen to my command, all come together."
Get together!"
Integrated into the killing body, using the fire rules of heaven and earth, its flames add a bit of chilling air.
A mark of the Vermilion Bird loomed between Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and the shadow of the Vermilion Bird emerged. The high-pitched phoenix cry echoed, and the fires of heaven and earth tore the void apart, emerging continuously from the cracks in the space.
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned into a sea of flames, and the people who were fighting fiercely in the distance had to give up their opponents and retreat towards the surrounding area.
Pointing his right fingers together as a sword, Ye Shaohan slowly took a step forward, pointing with the God of Fire!
The fires of heaven and earth are boiling at the fingertips, and the terrifying temperature directly evaporates all the coldness that comes from the face.
The frozen flames of reincarnation began to stir again, and the fires of heaven and earth turned into Suzaku shadows. Thousands of Suzaku shadows followed Ye Shaohan's fingertips, and violently collided with the nine roaring dragon shadows.
The two collided, flames and cold air surged, and it was a collision between will and will.
How could the Suzaku phantom integrated into the will of the three moon gods be weaker than the dragon phantom in the smoke?
The scorching flames were raging, and cracks appeared in the frozen void all around. At the same time, Yan Chen's body was still in vain, and the sword could not move past half a step.
Yan Chen looked along the sword's blade, and suddenly a slender finger landed on the tip of the sword.
The sight was Ye Shaohan's overly young face. Yan Chen's heart trembled slightly, and he was shocked to find that the crystal clear ice on his sword and right arm gradually melted, and then the shadow of the roaring dragon also dimmed.
Come.
"Two breaths!" Ye Shaohan murmured, a chill flashed across his eyes, and the terrifying physical power exploded. Three strands of the Moon God's will were incorporated into the sword finger and landed on the sword, and the explosion echoed.
The terrifying force spread along the sword body and directly enveloped Yan Chen's entire body.
The ice layer on the sword was shattered like a clever move, and the dragon's shadow immediately dissipated. The force of the shock made Yan Chen dizzy.
Whoosh! The Suzaku phantom that followed was no longer blocked by anything and came with a bang.
Bang bang! Under such a heavy blow, Yan Chen's face immediately turned pale, his body staggered back a few steps, and finally hit the surging space wave behind him. The blood tumbling in his body could no longer be suppressed.
Spray out.
Yan Chen raised his head, a horrified look covering his entire face. He did not expect that Ye Shaohan's strength would suddenly soar, and that the rules of fire alone would be so terrifying.
Ye Shaohan looked down at the pale Yan Chen, and a sword oozing with cold light appeared in his hand. In the next moment, Ye Shaohan suddenly turned around and swung the Qilin Sword in his hand.
At the same time, behind Ye Shaohan, a figure emerged, the Lonely Emperor.
Bang! Two dazzling sword lights collided together again, and the void roared. The Lonely Emperor's right arm shook in vain, and a chill rose in his heart. He suddenly slapped a palm forward and relied on the force of the recoil to retreat.
Boom! The Lonely Emperor stepped back dozens of steps and returned to Shanquan and the others. A trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
In the second confrontation, Lonely Emperor fell below again, and his right arm was already numb.
At the moment when Ye Shaohan and Lonely Emperor were fighting, Yanchen stood up suddenly and did not draw his sword, but retreated. Only when he retreated into the team did the chill in his heart dissipate.
The aura of the killing body dissipated, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly, and nearly 40% of his spiritual energy was consumed in four breaths.
Due to Lonely Emperor's intervention again, Ye Shaohan failed to kill Yanchen, but Ye Shaohan's strength was imprinted deep in everyone's minds.
Turning around, Ye Shaohan once again looked at the hell warriors in the distance with a slight chill in his eyes: "What a pity. If more than thirty Spirit Emperors take action, they will definitely pay a heavy price!"
The fierce battle in the void also ended, and the two sides separated. The warriors on the Martial God Continent gathered towards Zhang Ming and others, looking at Ye Shaohan with some gratitude.
These people also know that if Ye Shaohan hadn't intervened this time, they would have died here today.
"If we join forces with that guy, maybe it will be much easier to kill these guys?" Ye Shaohan murmured, his eyes falling on the red leaf forest in the distance.
"But that guy must have noticed the situation here. He didn't interfere before, and he won't interfere now!" Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, put away the coldness in his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the red leaf forest in the distance:
"Let's go!"
There are nearly forty people in the Spiritual Emperor realm, while Ye Shaohan only has about twenty people in the Spiritual Emperor realm. The gap does not change because of Ye Shaohan.
Xianxu, Xianluo and others also knew this truth, and they shrugged helplessly and followed Ye Shaohan.
Leng Feng and others had somewhat complicated expressions on their faces. Their eyes swept after Ye Shaohan and Lonely Emperor, and finally followed Ye Shaohan. When they decided to follow Ye Shaohan, their stance had already been decided.
His face was still pale, and Yanchen's eyes were gloomy, but he did not stop Ye Shaohan and others from leaving. Ye Shaohan's mysterious strength gave him a kind of shock, and because of this shock, he did not dare to take action.
Red leaves were falling one after another, and when the figures of Ye Shaohan and others disappeared from sight, both Yanchen and Lonely Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Lonely Emperor said helplessly: "Commanders, you are a little impulsive. It would be unwise to offend this person!"
Hearing this, Shanquan and others were silent for a while. How could they not know that it would be unwise to offend Ye Shaohan here, but Ye Shaohan's existence has always been a threat to Lonely City.
After noticing the expressions of several people, the Lonely Emperor shook his head again and said quietly: "The vision of such a person is far from being limited to hell. This is not his stage!"
"I'm afraid the purpose of these people entering hell is also for this sword tomb!" After saying this, Lonely Emperor glanced at Yanchen thoughtfully. He knew that after this incident, he and Xiao Luoxue had become people from two camps.
Yanchen touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly awkwardly: "The plan now is to step into the fifth-level sword tomb, find the city lords of the four major cities, and inform them of this matter!" Hearing this, everyone was quite excited.
He nodded in agreement. Although the Blood Hell Emperor was strong, could he be so strong that he could ignore the four major city lords?
The stretches of red leaf forest undulate with the height of the terrain.
Ye Shaohan put away the Qilin Sword and took the lead to walk towards the depths of the red leaf forest. The hillsides were undulating and dead leaves were flying.
"Fifth generation, let those people go like this?" Xianluo asked in a low voice, looking quite unwilling.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan stopped and said calmly: "What else?"
"By combining our efforts, we can kill those people even at a small cost!" Xian Luo said with a chill in his tone.
"Is it worth it?" Ye Shaohan said lightly. His main purpose of entering the sword tomb was to enter the fifth-level sword tomb and get the true form of the fire unicorn. "At least now is not the time to kill these people!"
After saying that, Ye Shaohan stopped talking. Hearing the words, Xianluo sighed helplessly and said no more.
The place where the thousand-year-old temple is located is a valley, which is called Red Leaf Valley by those who enter the fourth level of the sword tomb, including the dragons of life and death.
Autumn in the Red Leaf Valley is full of frost-stained elegance. In the mountain cols and on the slopes, large areas of bright red, bright yellow, dark purple, light yellow and dark green colors are smudged, forming a beautiful picture.
Walking in this red leaf valley, Ye Shaohan's mood calmed down again. In the valley, the white mist was floating in the forest, and the flying red leaves were looming.
Ye Shaohan and others walked slowly forward along the quiet path. Although the surrounding scenery was pleasant, Ye Shaohan and others still remained vigilant at all times.
The mountain spring flows through the Red Leaf Valley and eventually flows into the lake. The calm lake is rendered red by the red leaves.
A thousand-year-old temple stands quietly in the autumn, surrounded by lakes.
Under the clear autumn light, the ancient temple exudes the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes. It is surrounded by towers in the blue and light beige autumn days. The pear trees are filled with the eternal fragrance, and the quiet red leaf forest is hidden in the afterglow of the setting sun.
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A sword pillar reaching the sky loomed among the towers, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated around it.
Next to the ancient temple, there is a calm lake, crisp spring water, and the howling autumn wind creates gentle ripples. The slender and tall figure is bathed in the autumn sun, and the sword oozing with cold light spits out a chilling meaning in the waves of golden light.
The proud man closed his eyes slightly, and the autumn wind blew up, messing up his long hair, which danced wildly.
Several elders of the Martial Arts Temple stood respectfully by the lakeside a hundred meters away. Their eyes were cast on the stone path leading to the red leaf forest in the distance. A moment later, there was a steady sound of footsteps.
The sound of sudden footsteps broke the silence all around. White clothes fluttered, and a young man stepped out. The autumn sun fell on the face that was too young. Then, figures emerged after the young man in white clothes.
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"Fifth Generation!" the elder of the Martial God Temple called out softly, and then looked towards the lake.
"Fifth generation!" On the lake, the pride rarely opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the stone path in the distance, and then nodded: "Becoming stronger!"
The proud man could sense the monstrous murderous intention in Ye Shaohan's body, as well as the rich aura, "He has evolved the magical power of killing!"
After his figure stopped, Ye Shaohan also raised his head, met the proud man's gaze, and said slowly: "Long time no see!"
"There is an ambiguity in this sentence. We met once a few months ago! I just didn't expect you to come to the fourth level of the sword tomb so quickly. This is a bit beyond my expectation!" Jiaozi said lightly, his eyes scanning.