Chapter 497 Deprivation of life, the end of the gate of heaven
"The dragon's path is infinite, suppressing all spirits!"
Ye Han took action in an instant, stretched out his palm, and saw a golden palm shadow emerging.
A kind of aura of self-centeredness, infinite emperor's way, and invincible dragon's way filled the palm shadows, and instantly turned into a vacuum sky.
Crush!
In the blink of an eye, many princes who rushed up were suppressed below with screams.
The body was shaking, and in an instant someone's body was broken into pieces.
There were a few beings who had barely reached the Dihou Realm. After receiving Ye Han's palm, they were instantly killed and their martial spirits were instantly destroyed, leaving them with no chance to resist.
The gap is too big. If they face normal gods, if they join forces and get the blessing of some kind of formation power from the All-Seeing Tianmen Ancestral Land, they can barely fight.
But unfortunately the opponent is Ye Han.
Bang bang bang!
The bodies of the princes exploded one after another, staining the ground with blood.
"The Wanxiang Qiankun Sword!"
The Lord of the All-Seeing Tianmen, a being at the level of Tianhou, came to assassinate him with a sword.
The peerless sword was simply a killing blow that could rival those of the top killers in Tianwai Tower. It was accompanied by a terrifying momentum and a terrifying edge, and it instantly locked onto Ye Han's head.
The war sword changes between heaven and earth, making it difficult for people to understand and unable to capture it for a while.
laugh……!
The vacuum is penetrated.
The tip of the sword suddenly hit Ye Han's head.
The body of the Lord of the Vientiane Heavenly Gate then appeared, with a look of excitement on his face.
But in the next moment, his whole expression froze, and an indescribable fear and crisis emerged.
retreat!
His mind was filled with only this thought.
Ye Han's body shook, and a majestic force rolled out like a wave.
After shaking off the sword, before the Lord of Tianmen could escape, Ye Han casually struck out and caught him in the air.
The five fingers locked on the main body of the Lord of Tianmen, directly imprisoning this person's Qi sea.
Rumble….
With one blow, the man was knocked out of the air.
When he landed on the ground, the master of the Wanxiang Tianmen had already had his Qi sea broken, and his energy passed away in the blink of an eye at an astonishing speed, turning him into an ordinary person.
It was destroyed like this, without even a chance to deliver a second blow.
Completely crush and control.
"Master Sect Master, what's wrong with you?"
Countless masters from Wanxiang Tianmen spoke in fear and rushed forward.
Mind power exploded, and they immediately sensed that their sect leader had been destroyed.
"Impossible, why is this person so powerful?"
"How can we fight against this? All the elders have been killed, and the sect leader is now useless."
Many powerful men were all in despair, looking at Ye Han as if they were looking at a peerless god of death.
How could such a terrifying existence exist?
Although these masters of Wanxiang Tianmen are in an unbearable state, they have also seen some powerful gods fighting. In everyone's memory, it is impossible for those god lords to crush Ye Han like this.
Everything is invincible.
"Beast, you actually destroyed my Qi Hai. Who are you? A despicable ant. You don't know what kind of luck you got and suddenly rose up. You actually broke into our Wanxiang Tianmen to cause trouble and attacked me, the sect leader.
It’s simply a matter of outrage between humans and gods..."
After the Lord of the Heavenly Gate of All Things was destroyed in the Qi Sea, he completely lost his mind and yelled and cursed like crazy.
laugh!
Ye Han pointed out.
Heavenly Tribulation Finger!
Thunder and lightning suddenly appeared out of thin air between the sky and the earth, converging into a lightning finger force and piercing the man's head on the spot.
"I wanted to spare your life. It would be pointless for me to kill a little person like you. I didn't expect you to be so mean-mouthed."
Ye Han glanced at the corpse, then looked at the old master of the Vientiane Heavenly Gate again: "You want to refine everything about me, swallow my life essence and blood and prolong my life? It's simply a wishful thinking and a big dream."
Ye Han smiled, and suddenly stretched out his arm again, aiming to arrest the old sect master.
"Wantless, what do you want to do?"
"You have to be merciful and merciful, and don't do anything too extreme. Behind our Wanxiang Tianmen, we rely on the Holy Spirit Clan."
The old man roared, feeling an irresistible aura coming down, almost despairing.
"Eldar?"
Ye Han was startled for a moment, then he laughed dumbly: "What a bad race the Spirit Clan is. When you provoked me, Ye Han, I beheaded the young master of the Spirit Clan, Ling Chi, and then completely hid in the dark and did not dare to show up."
"What?"
After Ye Han said what he said, the old sect leader fell into a state of dementia.
Every one of the countless disciples of the Wanxiang Tianmen is extremely frightened and despairing, as if they are listening to a fantasy.
The Spirit Clan is the royal family in the Holy Realm.
The inheritance has been passed down for an unknown number of years, and the foundation is unimaginably strong. That is to say, there is no Martial Emperor sitting in charge. If a Martial Emperor of the seventh or eighth level appears, the Spirit Clan may not be able to be promoted to one of the ancient clans in the future.
But this Ye Han killed the young master of the Spirit Clan? This is impossible!
While the thoughts of many powerful men were changing, Ye Han's blow had completely come down, completely covering the old sect leader in front.
The fingers of his palm changed, and when he grabbed it out of thin air, a terrifying scene appeared again.
The old sect leader screamed, and above his head, a ball of energy and blood divine light suddenly appeared, and was forcibly captured by Ye Han's blow.
"Old guy, if you want to refine my blood and extend your life, then I will deprive you of the rest of your life and make you regret it in despair."
Ye Hanhan smiled and squeezed it casually with his palm, and the ball of energy and blood divine light exploded and disappeared without a trace.
A miserable roar came out, and the old sect master suddenly turned white-haired, and wrinkles appeared on his face, as if he had aged hundreds of years.
His life span was originally left for a hundred years, which was more or less. After all, it was longer than the lifespan of many ordinary people.
But now, with the power of Qi and blood being captured by Ye Han, his body has aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he only has the last few days left to live.
Ye Hanhan snorted, no longer paying attention to the curses and roars of this god, and locked his eyes on the Wanxiang Ancient Well.
"Open it for me!"
Ye Han uttered three words and struck out a dragon's hand again.
The palm of his hand blocked everything in front of him, shrouded the entire ancient well, and then suddenly grabbed the land in front of him.
Boom!
The earth shook and trembled, and there was a strange phenomenon of the earth falling apart.
The Wanxiang Ancient Well, which was rooted in the earth, was actually captured by Ye Han with a single blow.
Then, a vaguely mysterious portal appeared above Ye Han's head.
I only saw Ye Han throwing the Wanxiang Ancient Well towards the door, then disappeared without a trace, and had already appeared in the Nine Realms Dragon Suppression Tower.
Where the Vientiane Ancient Well originally existed, a huge pothole has appeared, and no special aura can emerge anymore.