Chapter 38 Towards the depths of the grassland, cut a sword 1
When Ye Sheng left Chu Zhongtian, he took with him two and a half layers of restrictions.
This is Ye Sheng’s confidence.
Ye Sheng walked towards the temple early in the morning, walking slowly and slowly, facing the statue-like mountain at the end of his sight. He was dressed in purple clothes and holding a long sword, dragging it on the ground casually.
On the smooth road, the young man in purple walked calmly, with a clear face, and wisps of sword aura appeared around his body. It was not very conspicuous, but as he walked along, this sword aura became deeper and deeper.
accumulation!
Just like a dam, after the flood accumulates and reaches a critical point, the dam releases the flood, causing a landslide and tsunami.
When the sun climbed up to the horizon and slowly climbed to the highest point, Ye Sheng heard the sound of joy in his ears, and he arrived near the temple.
Raising his head slightly, what appeared in front of Ye Sheng's eyes was a bluestone staircase open to the temple, winding up, and at first glance, it looked like a ladder to the sky.
Standing at the foot of the bluestone steps, Ye Sheng shook the Worldly Sword in his hand, making a slight clang, and the sword energy surrounded Ye Sheng, bursting into the sky with a powerful momentum.
The soldiers around him were shocked, shouted, and rushed towards Ye Sheng to capture Ye Sheng and prevent him from causing trouble.
But in an instant, the clanging sword energy surged and fired in all directions. Hundreds of guards did not come close to Ye Sheng within a hundred meters, and their heads were all in different places.
At this time, the sound of bells came from the end of the stone steps, echoing, and the wedding officially began.
Ye Sheng lifted his legs and walked up.
Guards, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to step in.
"Go and inform the commander-in-chief, someone is coming to cause trouble." Someone shouted, taking a shortcut and running up.
Ye Sheng stepped up the stairs step by step.
With every step he took, the sword energy around him doubled.
Ye Sheng's eyes were bright. He looked up and saw many people, including all the major forces in the grassland, including some familiar people.
Chang De Xinran, the Seventh Prince, Kun Yu, Yin Shen Guan...
These people were sitting on both sides of the square hall.
Ye Sheng ignored them and looked at Zhou Meiren, who was dressed in red and had an expressionless face.
There was also the gloomy-looking Lamourahan next to Meiren Zhou.
"You really dare to come?" Lamourahan said coldly, looking down at Ye Sheng as he walked through the bluestone steps, his murderous intent concentrated.
There are long stone steps, surrounded by clouds and mist. Behind the clouds and mist, there is a huge square. In the center of the square, there is a ten-meter-high statue of the God of Freedom, and under the statue, sits the throne of the temple.
In front of the throne, the two parties getting married were Lamo Lahan and Zhou Meiren.
There were people sitting on both sides.
When Ye Sheng stepped onto the bluestone steps with his sword aura flowing freely, these people discovered him.
However, because of the clouds and fog, many people did not see clearly, so they remained calm and stared at the people in the temple, trying to see how they would react.
The god's brows furrowed, and there was deep displeasure on the face hidden under the mask, and he said: "This person is the Marquis of Changle who is making trouble in the grassland. He is the great priest of Yin and Yang of the previous generation. You can take revenge."
A pair of old men stood up, they were the great yin and yang priests of the previous generation. The man was extremely ugly, but the woman still had charm, and her beauty in her youth could be vaguely seen.
"Kill my successor and still dare to show up so arrogantly, do you think I'm dead as an old man?" the previous generation Yang Priest shouted coldly.
The rest of the big grassland forces were surprised.
Yuan Qi Sect senior brother Yuan Kun stood up suddenly, staring at Ye Sheng on the bluestone steps with horrified eyes, and said coldly: "Is he the one who killed my junior brother?"
Lamo Lahan said: "Be calm and don't be impatient. Leave this ignorant Marquis of Changle to the superior Yang Priest. Today is my happy day. I hope the Yuanqi Sect can give him face."
Yuan Kun looked at Ye Sheng coldly and sat down silently.
Lamo Lahan looked at the previous generation Yang Priest and said: "Senior please take action."
"Don't worry about getting married. The auspicious time cannot be delayed. I will deal with this person." Yang Shenguan's body flashed and he flew down.
Lamo Lahan said calmly: "Marquis Changle will definitely die, there is no need to worry about it, the wedding starts now."
The musical instruments were playing and the gongs and drums were noisy. Ramolahan, dressed in groom's clothes, looked at Zhou Meiren and said, "Madam, please worship heaven and earth."
Zhou Meiren remained motionless, staring at Ye Sheng under the bluestone steps, and said firmly: "I'll wait for him to come up."
Lamo Lahan's expression became cold and he said: "He will definitely die and will not be able to come up. Yang Shenguan is a master of the eighth transformation of the Golden Core. It is easy to kill a fifth-level innate person."
The realm of the golden elixir is no longer divided into ten heavens, but eighteen changes.
The eighteen changes of the golden elixir, each one has an earth-shaking difference. The eighth transformation of the golden elixir can indeed completely destroy the fifth level of the innate world with ease.
But is Ye Sheng an ordinary fifth-level innate person?
Zhou Meiren's water-like eyes didn't even look at Lamo Lahan, and said: "He must be able to do it."
"Humph, it's not up to you to decide whether to worship or not." Ramolahan was angry and was about to use force, reaching out to grab Zhou Meiren.
But the next second, a cold shout came, followed by a sword energy and a corpse flying up.
"Let me loosen your pig claws." Ye Sheng's voice was cold and angry.
Rumble!
The sword energy stirred for nine days, flashing with dazzling light, and the body of the previous Yang Priest was smashed directly in front of Lamo Lahan.
Ye Sheng walked up slowly, with a strong sword energy all over his body, exuding an extremely strong momentum, connecting the sky and the earth, which was breathtaking.
Ramolahan was shocked and looked at him in disbelief: "How is this possible? The master of the eighth transformation of the Golden Core was killed by your sword?"
Taking a closer look, Ye Sheng has only reached the fifth level of innate heaven.
This, what happened?
Not only Lamourahan couldn't believe it, the rest of the people also stood up in shock.
Chang De Xinran's pretty face was dull. She felt that every time she saw Ye Sheng, something incredible would happen.
The seventh prince swallowed his saliva and did not dare to speak out at all. This was too fierce, for fear of being targeted by Ye Sheng.
Kun Yu trembled all over and looked at Ye Sheng. What he feared most happened. When they met again, Ye Sheng could indeed kill the golden elixir master.
The two golden elixir elders of the Reincarnation Sect looked on blankly.
"Is this the evil seed born of the previous saint?"
"The eighth transformation of the golden elixir. Even if we two brothers join forces, we are no match. How could he kill us?"
Yuan Kun, the top disciple of the Yuan Qi Sect, looked at Ye Sheng with a gloomy face, his aura rising and falling, and he wanted to kill him.
All the major forces in the grassland were shocked by Ye Sheng.
Ye Sheng ignored them, looked at Zhou Meiren, stretched out his hand and said, "Come here, I will take you away."
"No!" Ramolahan yelled and glared at Ye Sheng.
But Zhou Meiren didn't hesitate at all. Her expressionless face was like a glacier melting and snow lotus blooming. She was overflowing with joy and wanted to hold Ye Sheng's hand.
Rumble!
A terrifying aura was suppressed, and it came from the leader of the temple, a white-haired old man, staring at Ye Sheng with gloomy eyes: "You are too presumptuous. How can you just take away the future mistress of my temple?"
Ye Sheng looked at him and without saying a word, he slashed out with his sword.
boom!
"Today this so-called temple should also disappear." Ye Sheng said coldly.