Ye Ming is no longer the original Ye Ming, but has been completely transformed into a divine body, and his soul has been obliterated.
At this time, Ye Ming's divine power fluctuated, causing the space to crack, and the high priest and others could not get close to him at all. These were two completely different levels of power.
The god who possessed Ye Ming felt that Ye Ming's will and blood soul were interfering with him, so he directly killed him, and the divine power was no longer hindered.
Ye Ming's face was indifferent, and the divine light flashed in his eyes. He walked towards Long Chen step by step. Everyone wanted to rush towards him, but the space was suppressed. They rushed over, but were bounced away by the divine power.
"How could this happen? This dark war in the past is completely different. The gods will participate in the war next time." Ma Ruyun's expression changed. This war completely exceeded his expectations.
Is it really worth sacrificing so many lives just for a star core? Or do they have other purposes besides the star core?
Ye Ming's eyes were cold and he walked towards Yuntian. Mo Nian, Gu Yang and others were suppressed to the point of bursting, but they couldn't rush through at all.
Even the power of the Tree of Life God and the Mother Tree cannot approach Ye Ming. The divine power isolates everything, and people can only watch helplessly.
"Kakaka..."
Under the impact of divine power, fine cracks began to appear in Yuntian's barrier, and cracks began to appear on Yuntian's body, just like porcelain.
"No……"
Mo Nian and others roared, Yuntian is connected to the barrier, if the barrier is broken, Yuntian will die, but no one here can break through the divine power blockade, they can only watch helplessly, and every eyeball is about to burst.
"Stop it!"
Suddenly, a man carrying a long sword stood in front of Ye Ming. When the man appeared, Yue Zifeng exclaimed.
That person was none other than Yue Zifeng's master, Ling Yunzi, the new sect leader of Tianjian Sect.
Ling Yunzi stood in front of Ye Ming, surging with divine power, but unable to control him. At this time, he seemed to be independent of the divine way.
"I didn't expect that in such a low-level plane, the inheritor of the Sword God's will would be born. Yes, it was actually the sword of destruction." Ye Ming looked at Ling Yunzi, slightly surprised.
Only a few people in the entire Tianwu Continent knew about the sword art of destruction that Ling Yunzi understood. Ye Ming could see through Ling Yunzi's sword art will at a glance, which showed that he was already at a higher level.
There was no emotion on Ling Yunzi's face. Even if the other party saw through her, he remained calm and composed.
Ling Yunzi looked at Yue Zifeng in the crowd and said, "Look carefully, this is the last time I will teach you:
No matter what kind of enemy you face, as long as the sword in your heart is unsheathed, there will be no one in the world who cannot be killed, even if the opponent is a god!"
"choke"
Ling Yunzi's long sword was unsheathed, like a bolt of lightning, slashing straight towards Ye Ming. There was no hesitation in the move, and with an indomitable momentum, the bright sword light illuminated the sky, and the sword moved the sky.
Even in the face of gods, Ling Yunzi's attacks are still so confident. The wind moves in all directions and destroys eternity with one sword.
"Not overestimating one's abilities"
Ye Ming snorted coldly, waved his hand, and the power of Shinto transformed into a sharp sword and slashed at Ling Yunzi.
"boom"
The divine light surged, and Ye Ming's divine sword was chopped into pieces by Ling Yunzi with one sword. Only a sword light was seen slashing down the sky and the earth, and everything in the world stopped.
Ling Yunzi held a long sword and pointed it diagonally at the ground, looking at Ye Ming quietly, with a look of horror on Ye Ming's face.
Then people saw a thin gap between Ye Ming's eyebrows, from his eyebrows to his nose to his throat.
People were shocked. Ling Yunzi chopped Ye Ming's Shinto sword into pieces with one sword, splitting his head as well. That was a god, a real god.
Even the high priest and Ma Ruyun were shocked. This sword had surpassed the power of Shinto and reached a height that they could not understand.
For a moment, the world was dead silent, as if time had stopped. Ling Yunzi and Ye Ming looked at each other, neither of them saying a word.
Ye Ming finally spoke, and his voice was full of exclamations: "What a strong sword. If I were really here, I might be killed by your sword. Unfortunately, my body is a spirit body, not my true self. You will destroy me."
Will only has the most powerful destructive power against the self."
"That's such a pity." Ling Yunzi shook his head and sighed.
"It seems that the person you are protecting is the destined son of this generation.
And you must be his accompanying guardian. If the guardians are so powerful, then this generation of the Son of Destiny must be incredible.
Unexpectedly, we are so lucky that such a powerful son of destiny can be refined into a human elixir, and its value is immeasurable." Ye Ming looked at Long Chen in the distance, with a touch of excitement in his eyes.
"Buzz"
Suddenly, Ye Mingquan's divine power surged, and countless runes appeared. The wounds on his head were sutured, and the divine blood no longer flowed outward.
"Then I have to remind you that if you don't kill him, you, including the people behind you, will... suffer."
After Ling Yunzi finished speaking, the long sword in his hand began to decompose, followed by his arms, arms, and body began to dissipate bit by bit.
"Master..."
Yue Zifeng burst into tears. He was surprised by Ling Yunzi's blow just now. He thought his master had finished killing immortals and slaying gods, but he didn't expect that his master was actually dead.
"Although your attack is sharp, you can cut through the power of the divine way and hurt my divine body. Unfortunately, the swordsman's defense is weak, and you simply cannot withstand the backlash of the divine power.
You cut me with a sword, but you yourself died, sword cultivator, hum, that's all." Ye Ming sneered and stepped forward, but at this time, Ling Yunzi's body had completely dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Master..." Yue Zifeng let out a heartbreaking cry. Yue Zifeng had been lonely since he was a child and was withdrawn by nature. Ling Yunzi was treated by him as his father. Now that Ling Yunzi has disappeared, he cannot accept this result.
"Zifeng, don't be sad. Master is just returning to heaven and earth. Remember that there is a sword in your heart, and Master will always be by your side..." Just as Yue Zifeng was crying, an invisible spiritual thought came into Yue Zifeng's mind.
"I am going to kill you……"
Yue Zifeng listened to his master's comfort before his death, but could not suppress the pain in his heart. He roared, and suddenly the sword was unsheathed, and the void was torn apart. Mo Nian and others screamed, it was too late to pull Yue Zifeng.
.
laugh!
The barrier of Shinto was torn apart, and Yue Zifeng flew through the air. Like Ling Yunzi, he ignored the power of Shinto and slashed at Ye Ming with one sword.
"Hmph, although you have sword intention, you have not yet understood the single-mindedness of the sword. Your power is mixed but not pure, and you are knowledgeable but not refined. You are far behind your master."
Ye Ming sneered, waved his hand, and a strong wind flew by. The long sword in Yue Zifeng's hand shattered in an instant, turning into countless fragments and passing through Yue Zifeng's body. Yue Zifeng's body was shot into a sieve, and blood flowed in an instant.
Cover the whole body.
"Kill you……"
Yue Zifeng was seriously injured, and the sword cultivator's body was weak. If it weren't for the soft armor specially made for him by Guo Ran and Xia Chen, he would have been killed by this blow. However, Yue Zifeng still stood up with his body riddled with holes.
Pointing his fingers into a sword, he aimed at Yue Zifeng to kill him.
"Since you are in so much pain, I will do a good deed and send you to see your master." Ye Ming sneered, and the Shinto sword appeared in his hand, mercilessly slashing at Yue Zifeng.
"Zifeng..."
The soldiers of the Dragon Blood Legion cried out in sorrow all their lives. With this sword falling, Yue Zifeng would be killed even if he had ten lives. They couldn't close their eyes in pain and couldn't bear to see Yue Zifeng's tragic death.
"puff"
Blood splattered, and to everyone's surprise, Yue Zifeng's two fingers actually pierced Ye Ming's chest, and Ye Ming's long sword was blocked by a long sword blooming with white flames.
A woman, in white clothes and skirt, with flying long hair, looked like a person walking out of a painting. She blocked Ye Ming's divine sword strike.
PS: I can’t finish the Tianwu Continent chapter today, the update should be tomorrow.