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Chapter 518 Long Zhentian, the seventh-order Martial Emperor arrives

One finger controls the world!

This blow was intended to kill Ye Han, and no accidents were allowed to happen.

The power of the finger came, and the terrifying and domineering power of blood, Yuanli, the laws of the emperor's way, the will of the emperor's way... everything was condensed in one blow, deducing a way of life and death, a way of death.

In an instant, Ye Han's body trembled, feeling a strong death threat.

The breath of the seven royal laws!

The seventh-level Martial Emperor took action?

At this ten-thousandth moment, many powerful men belonging to the ancient witch clan all showed expressions of surprise, and a glimmer of hope and relief shone in everyone's eyes.

Creak, creak, creak….

The bones all over Ye Han's body were vibrating, twisting, and reorganizing, as if they were bearing endless strength and were about to be crushed into powder the next moment.

An unprecedented crisis has arrived.

The seventh-level Martial Emperor is simply beyond what Ye Han can imagine now. Even if he steps into the realm of heaven and man, or even becomes one of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth become one, I am the realm of God's will. It will be a big deal for him to compete with the seventh-level Martial Emperor.

joke.

With a bang, Ye Han was suppressed directly from the sky by that finger.

However, at the last moment when this finger was about to fall on Ye Han, the figure above him trembled. I don't know what happened. The power of that finger was weakened by at least 90% at the critical moment.

But even with only 10% of his strength left, Ye Han was beaten so hard that he vomited blood, his body trembled, and his limbs almost fell apart.

"See Lord Martial Emperor!"

"See Lord Zhentian!"

Many powerful men belonging to the ancient witch clan all spoke respectfully.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend, and Long Zhentian came specially for Ye Han. This was probably because he got the will of Master Yangxu, who might be one of his own.

Seeing this hope of survival, the ancient witch clan must certainly grasp it, and their attitude is very respectful.

"Um!"

In the void, Long Zhentian nodded calmly.

His eyes glanced down and locked on Ye Han: "Little beast, are you today too? Steal the nine dragon balls of my Long family and kill my ancestor of the Long family. It's not an exaggeration for you to die ten times."

As he spoke, Long Zhentian's palm fingers changed, and he seemed to strike a blow similar to Ye Han's Dragon Way Palm and Dragon Way Fist.

This attack was extremely pure and domineering, and the dragon energy erupted from it was beyond the previous ones. It was comparable to a real dragon, or even a royal dragon.

Ye Han was lying on the ground, motionless, his eyes cold and ruthless, like a helpless scholar who had given up resistance and was just waiting here to die.

"Old guy, if you personally deal with me, Ye Han, I will make your Long family follow in the footsteps of the Zhuge family!"

Ye Han murmured, and suddenly, a billowing dragon's will burst out.

Bang!

At the same time that Ye Han exploded his will, the terrifying palm from above exploded before it even landed, causing thousands of waves that were about to shake the entire world into chaos.

"What?"

Many powerful men of the ancient witch clan were all stunned and did not understand what was happening.

Long Zhentian, this invincible sixth-level Martial King, no, today he is a peerless master who has entered the realm of seventh-level Martial King. It seems that there is something wrong with his condition?

Boom boom boom...!

There was a strong vibration in Long Zhentian's body.

It was as if there was an invisible heavy hammer that was constantly beating Long Zhentian's meridians, bones, and flesh at this moment, making him unable to use his power at all, and even suffered backlash and damage.

Poof!

Suddenly, Long Zhentian groaned, opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his entire face turned pale.

"Damn, damn, what's going on?"

Long Zhentian ignored Ye Han for a moment, but raged in the void, roaring: "Why did my bloodline show signs of backlash and rebellion? I have clearly refined that drop of blood completely."

No one can understand Long Zhentian's depression and unwillingness at this moment.

He unexpectedly found that the power of the drop of dragon blood he had refined suddenly burst out and suddenly began to bite him back.

The more a warrior stands at the pinnacle, the greater the pain he may endure when encountering the backlash of strength and blood.

Everyone was stunned for less than five breaths.

These five breaths were enough for Ye Han to take a breath and adjust his condition.

The true dragon's wings suddenly flapped again, and Ye Han suddenly rose into the air, traveled a hundred meters across the land, and appeared in front of the old man of the ancient witch clan as if teleporting.

Bang!!!

The vacuum in front of the old man was forcibly blown open by Ye Han's blow.

Immediately afterwards, a five-finger smash came, arrogant and domineering, and endless power emerged from the five-fingered palm, making this master of the ancient witch clan in the heaven-human realm completely unable to resist.

During the encounter, he was directly blown away by Ye Han's blow. The porcelain bottle carrying the blood of the Witch God in his hand also fell out of his hand in an instant and fell into Ye Han's hand.

Obtained the blood of the Witch God.

Ye Han's heart was beating fast, and he felt that there was hope of transforming into ten rounds of blood.

You must know that the blood of the Witch God is essentially more powerful than the blood of many ancient tribes.

Similar to the Ye family's Beidou True Blood, Liuli True Blood, and Qilin War Blood, although they are powerful, none of them alone can match the blood of the Witch God.

The ancient witch god not only stood at the pinnacle of Cangzhou, but even stood at the pinnacle of the entire Shenwu Continent, a powerful figure who spanned all directions and was almost invincible.

"Can't!"

"Beast, if you come back, if you dare to plunder the blood of the Witch God, you are destined to be doomed..."

Long Yan and a group of other masters from the ancient witch clan were all furious and became crazy one by one.

Many strong men wanted to struggle to get up to deal with Ye Han, but at this time, their auras were in chaos, and their strength was not even 20 to 30% of what it was at its peak. How could they be Ye Han's opponent?

For a moment, some special and strange means such as soul-burial needles, soul-destroying swords, etc. were used to kill Ye Han together.

It's a pity that Ye Hanlong's body was shaken, and it was invincible. His energy was completely integrated, and no strange power, breath, or will could invade his body.

The entire ancient witch clan, from top to bottom, has fallen into despair, because the blood of the witch god is the foundation for their foundation. As long as the blood of the witch god still exists, from generation to generation, their clan will always have hope to give birth to a real one who can rival the ancients.

The genius of the witch god.

Although the possibility is very small, it still exists and there is hope. Unlike now, if Ye Han takes away the blood of the Witch God, their clan will be completely reduced to an ordinary clan even if they have not been wiped out.

There is no hope of rising again.

"The soul-nailing blood arrow, kill!"

Suddenly, a fierce and decisive light burst out from Wu Yan's eyes.

The moment he uttered the words "nailing soul blood arrow", Wu Yan unleashed a terrifying blow. A blood-colored arrow appeared, shot through the air in an instant, and hit Ye Han between the eyebrows.

The two soul-nailing blood arrows in the past were just refined by Wu Yan for others.

At this moment, he personally unleashed such a decisive blow.


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