Hearing this, Ye Shaohan shook his head and said: "If it were not bound by the soul of the Spirit Emperor, this guy would be able to use more rules!"
Then Ye Shaohan talked about the magical powers of the animal path. Before he finished speaking, Fire Qilin exclaimed: "The magical powers are regularized!"
Even when the animal path used the power of the three rules before, Fire Qilin was just surprised and did not lose his composure.
"Is this guy's magical power really regular?" Huo Qilin stared at the animal path in front of him, not noticing the existence of the animal path. "I didn't expect to see such magical power after thousands of years!"
"Have you ever seen such a magical power?" Ye Shaohan tore up the fluttering snowflakes and landed quietly next to the animal path.
"I have seen that thousands of years ago, there was a strong man from the Sword God Sect who realized this kind of magical power. He used this magical power to shine on battlefields outside the territory, and even killed dozens of Spirit Emperors!"
"It's a pity that this person was finally killed by dozens of powerful foreign enemies. What a pity!" Huo Qilin recalled that he had also exchanged training experience with this warrior at the beginning, but he was still there, but his old friend was not.
Sensing the loneliness in Huo Qilin's tone, Ye Shaohan shook his head: "The beast will not bury this magical power!"
Hearing this, Huo Qilin swept away his previous loneliness and said, "It's just a little emotional. You don't need to comfort me. Now that you have refined the fifth sword corpse, do you want to continue?"
"Continue!" Ye Shaohan swallowed several pills again, turned around and walked into the endless darkness: "It may be a little difficult, but you still have to try, after all, one more sword corpse will increase your strength!"
The body of the beast gradually emerged, and the rules of heaven and earth disappeared from him.
Just like the way of heaven, the way of animals also stood quietly around.
After taking a few steps, Ye Shaohan sat down again, floating in the void.
The snow fell, and the surroundings were still plunged into darkness. However, thousands of feet away were endless seas of fire, glaciers, and surging thunder.
Above the sea of fire, Zhang Ming, Fatty Xiao and others opened their eyes and looked towards the void where Ye Shaohan was.
The surging thunder blocked their sight, but they could vaguely see the endless darkness after the thunder.
"Are we going to refine the sword corpse again?" Fatty Xiao whispered, and then closed his eyes again.
The vitality that filled the void was getting thinner and thinner, and most of it was sucked into the bodies of Zhang Ming and Fatty Xiao. After dozens of hours of practice, their injuries were slightly relieved.
"What a terrifying pressure!" Young Master Su had also noticed the trembling of heaven and earth before, and several majestic rules of heaven and earth were condensing in the void in the distance.
This kind of coercion made the warriors of the Spirit Emperor Realm feel a little oppressed. Faintly, the will of martial arts permeated everyone's body. Only in this way can the oppression caused by that coercion be eliminated.
However, due to the existence of humane restrictions, the fluctuations caused by Ye Shaohan's refining of the sword corpse did not spread.
Most warriors just felt that the pressure from all around them was multiplying in vain, but this pressure also dissipated at this moment.
In the void, Ye Shaohan was not in a hurry to refine the sixth sword corpse. Instead, he closed his eyes and rested his mind and began to practice.
After refining the fifth sword corpse, the spiritual energy in Ye Shaohan's body was almost exhausted. Although he had the help of the elixir, it would take a while to return to its peak.
In addition, Ye Shaohan had exhausted a lot of soul power, and his soul was slightly depressed.
Taking out hundreds of thousands of blood crystals and placing them in the void around him, Ye Shaohan smashed the blood crystals into pieces. His body was like a black hole, wildly devouring the life that filled the surrounding area.
After a while, all these vitalities were integrated into Ye Shaohan's body, and Ye Shaohan's originally slightly pale face returned to normal.
The cold wind flapped at Ye Shaohan's robe and his long hair tied behind his back danced wildly. Ye Shaohan opened his eyes, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes.
"The sixth sword corpse will be refined next!" Ye Shaohan took out the last bloody corpse. This bloody corpse had not been baptized by sunlight for several months, and its face was horribly pale.
There was a ferocious look on the pale face, but the overwhelming killing intent was flowing in the blood-red eyes. These blood eyes alone added a little pressure to the bloody corpse.
Among the six blood corpses, only this one has the coldest killing intent.
Ye Shaohan even noticed a fluctuation of the killing rules in the deepest part of the bloody corpse, but this fluctuation of the killing rules was too slight and was unnecessary.
"The will pervading this bloody corpse has not been integrated into the rules of killing. Why does the rule of killing exist in his body?" Ye Shaohan raised his sword eyebrows slightly. Ye Shaohan took a step forward, and his sword pointer landed on the eyebrows of the bloody corpse.
The thick soul followed Ye Shaohan's sword finger and jumped into the bloody corpse, heading straight for the wisp of killing rules.
This wisp of killing rules has not yet formed a large scale, and it cannot even be called a killing rule.
What surprised Ye Shaohan was that this killing rule was not a rule that existed in the world, but rather seemed to have been created by someone.
"There's something weird!" When Ye Shaohan's soul power came into contact with this killing rule, fragmentary images of it flooded into his mind.
In these scenes, a genius general gallops on the battlefield with a sword, killing countless powerful enemies, never losing a single one, and winning every battle.
However, one day, this young man's family was wiped out by the royal family in a single day. His wife and daughter were raped and robbed by the emperor, and no one survived.
The young man went crazy and led an army to kill millions of citizens of the imperial capital. In order to avenge his wife and daughter, he slaughtered tens of millions of citizens of the empire for decades.
Whenever this person massacres civilians, a trace of murderous aura pours into his body, eventually forming this killing rule.
"Raise the rules, that guy from the Holy Son actually used this person's body to raise the rules!" Ye Shaohan whispered, "What a crazy guy!"
Ye Shaohan speculated that what happened to this person must be planned by the Holy Son behind the scenes. Killing tens of millions of people would only raise a wisp of the rules of killing, so that he could understand the rules of killing. Only a madman like the Holy Son could do it.
Phew! Soul power surged back into his body like a tide. Ye Shaohan stopped his hand, looked at the bloody corpse, and then chuckled: "Killing rules!"
"This wisp of killing rules is far from enough!" Ye Shaohan took out several Spirit Emperor souls from the Qilin Necklace, including the two Spirit Emperor first-level souls, a total of nine.
Only the souls of these nine spirit emperors can resonate with this bloody corpse. The nine dim souls are floating in the void, their eyes are distracted.
Biting murderous intent circulates in the depths of these nine souls. The owners of these nine souls are all murderous people. Even if their consciousness is wiped away by Ye Shaohan, the depths of their souls are still filled with endless murderous intent.
"The reason why the spirit emperor's soul and the blood corpse can resonate is because the killing rule in the blood corpse is the medium!" Ye Shaohan grabbed his right hand into the void, and the terrifying tearing force spread out, covering an area of several hundred feet.
In the void, nine souls rushed toward his right hand, and three Moon God's wills roared out. Just like the previous refining, Ye Shaohan's first step was to fuse these nine souls.
The nine souls formed a terrifying whirlpool. Under the suppression of the Moon God's will, the nine souls gradually merged together to form a new soul of the Spiritual Emperor.
At the same time, Ye Shaohan moved his sword command, and its mysterious marks emerged one after another and merged into the soul of the Ling Emperor.
"I am in charge of killing, controlling life and death, killing in heaven and earth, condensation!" Ye Shaohan shouted out, his expression became extremely indifferent, and a ruthless look filled Ye Shaohan's eyes.
Endless murderous aura condensed on Ye Shaohan's fingertips, swirling around like running water. At the same time, the killing mark emerged from Ye Shaohan's eyebrows, and the killing body stepped out from the endless void, just like Ye Shaohan, the killing body
Make the same seal and move the sword command.
"Slaughter in the world, blend in!" When Ye Shaohan formed nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine marks, the majestic rules of killing turned into a stream of light and blended into the spirit emperor's soul.
The heaven and earth trembled, and the whole body of Ling Emperor's soul immediately erupted with deep light, as if he had walked out of hell, and his whole body was filled with overwhelming murderous aura.
The sword finger of the killing body, its killing rules are once again integrated into the spirit emperor's soul.
Bang bang! The aura surged. The spirit emperor's soul stood in the void, and the surrounding space was shattered. It could not withstand the killing rules flowing within it.
After transforming into the killing body, Ye Shaohan's face turned extremely pale, and even a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Shaohan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still a bit reluctant!"
After swallowing several pills, Ye Shaohan started practicing again. After a full moment, he opened his eyes and felt the extremely rich spiritual energy in his body. Ye Shaohan once again started to refine the sword corpse.
Ye Shaohan's sword finger brought up afterimages one after another. Ye Shaohan was more cautious this time than the last time.
It took Ye Shaohan nearly a day to complete the three steps of refining the blood corpse and integrating it into the spirit emperor's soul. A trace of the killing rules originally contained in the blood corpse was also integrated into the spirit emperor's soul.
A deep light filled the body of the bloody corpse, and Ye Shaohan formed another seal. The moment the last seal ended, Ye Shaohan felt a little exhausted.
Suppressing this feeling of exhaustion, Ye Shaohan immediately separated the essence and blood and a ray of residual soul. The essence and blood wrapped around the residual soul turned into a stream of light, jumped into the body of the blood corpse, and merged into the soul of the Spirit Emperor.
"Success or failure depends on this!" Sweat dripped down his face, Ye Shaohan stared at the bloody corpse in front of him.
Roar! A low roar resounded in the endless darkness. The whole body of the bloody corpse was filled with a scornful aura, and its blood-red eyes gradually became clear.
Bang! The blood corpse took a step forward, and the sound of killing followed closely behind.
Qingming's eyes fell on Ye Shaohan. Ye Shaohan raised his sword eyebrows slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes. This gaze was full of ruthlessness, indifference, and more of murderous intent.
A feeling of blood connection emerged in Ye Shaohan's heart. Ye Shaohan breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It finally worked!"
The sixth sword corpse! Ye Shaohan took a step forward and jumped in front of the sword corpse. He looked directly into the eyes of the sword corpse and said lightly: "From now on, you are the Shura Dao!"