Yan Ye stepped through the void and moved forward step by step, causing huge pressure. Some of the young disciples of Qianling Sect who hid in the white jade cauldron coughed up blood. After receiving a blow, the light of the white jade cauldron dimmed. A little bit

Han Xiao rushed out of the white jade cauldron, waved his sleeves, and the splendid picture of life and death floated out from behind him, floating out of one hundred and eight great mountains, and flew towards Yan Ye, with a terrifying momentum and a strong air-conditioning. , the space shattered, drawing black cracks

One hundred and eight mountains came out together, and Yan Ye did not dare to look down upon him at all. He had already stepped towards the white jade cauldron in the void, one step a hundred feet, and his speed was extremely fast. He had no time to take action in time, so he could only avoid the hundreds of mountains sideways, but He was also brushed sideways by a big mountain, and a corner of his robe was shattered.

"Master Yan, you go and seize the White Jade Cauldron, I'll stop Zhao Kun!" Han Xiao took a few steps quickly, pointed at one hundred and eight great mountains, and smashed one of them into pieces. His momentum was like a rainbow, like an unsheathed sword. The sharp cold light is compelling

"How dare you!" Zhao Kun was furious and made no reservations anymore. The splendid picture of life and death hanging behind him began to shake violently. It seemed that he was going to fight with all his strength.

"Pavilion Master Han, I'm here to help you!" Ji Hansheng smiled coldly. He and Han Xiao were at odds with each other, and he looked at Zhao Kun. The star map ink disk in his hand was surrounded by a black smoke, either like a ghost or a god, or like a ghost. The shape of the fairy spirit is unpredictable and extremely strange.

The three of them immediately had a fierce collision. In the splendid picture of life and death, large mountains appeared in the shape of clouds, or snow-white waterfalls and rivers flew up, or small worlds covered the four directions. Han Xiao As soon as he responded, he was calm and calm, while the star chart ink disk became more and more dazzling under Ji Hansheng's control. The flow of divine power was like a waterfall flying across the sky. Dazzling rays of light penetrated the field, and loud noises resounded through the sky and spread throughout the nine states. The scene was extremely impressive. Shocked, the space almost completely collapsed due to this

In the battle between these three people, two of them possess ancient holy objects, and one of them is a transcendent and peerless strong man. Needless to say, the battle is fierce. Others are unable to intervene at all and can only stay aside and watch.

In the distance, Ling Yi, everyone from the Qianling Sect and Han Ling'er also escaped from the white jade cauldron and flew into the distance quickly. They had to leave quickly, otherwise they would be killed, not just It's so easy to be robbed of treasure

"Where to go!" Yan Ye shouted, taking a step forward, as if walking hundreds of steps, leaping across thousands of feet of land in the blink of an eye, came to the front, and took a photo with a palm

A huge palm in the sky covered the sky and the sun, and smashed the three Qianling Sect disciples who were at the end into powder. Before they could even scream in agony, they were already destroyed physically and mentally.

"Master Yan, do you have to kill them all?" In the Qianling Sect, two elders were at the end and wanted to stop Yan Ye.

Yan Ye didn't say a word, just stared at Ling Yi who was walking away quickly with the white jade cauldron in hand, with a strange look in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and swept away these three strong men at the peak of Moon Soul. However, they did not kill these three people. However, these three people also vomited blood and their chests collapsed.

Sweeping the three people away, Yan Ye rushed over quickly, his body was like a stream of light. No matter how hard the disciples of the Qianling Sect tried their best, they could not escape the pursuit of a Yanghun master. Gradually, more and more disciples were killed by Yan Ye. Many, ten people have died at his hands

In a coma, Zhao Qingling, who was carried by Han Ling'er, seemed to have seen the tragic death of his disciples. His pale lips murmured a few times, and his voice was as gentle as a mosquito: "Save...save these disciples..."

"Sister, it's more important to save your life, we'd better run for our lives!" Han Ling'er still ran forward with Zhao Qingling on her back.

"I'll stop him! You guys leave quickly!" Ling Yi turned around, holding the white jade cauldron, facing Yan Ye who was running towards him.

"You... be careful!" In a hurry, Han Ling'er nodded, confessed, and ran away with Zhao Qingling.

Yan Ye's figure flickered several times, and soon he came to Ling Yi. He stared at Ling Yi, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you trying to stop me?"

"Yes!" Ling Yi said in a deep voice.

"Your ability is not enough to stop me, not even with the white jade cauldron. I will accept this cauldron for you. If you don't want to die, I can let you leave." Yan Ye shook his head and squinted.

He glanced at Ling Yi, looking aloof.

"Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?" Ling Yi said disdainfully with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha! Young man, there is a road to heaven but if you don't take it, there is no door to hell and you break in. Today, your blood will be sprinkled on the white jade cauldron!" Yan Ye's momentum changed, his power was terrifying, and his eyebrows stood up.

, his hair and beard danced wildly, and he roared loudly, enough to shatter gold and iron.

Ling Yi's ears hurt from the sound waves. He rubbed his ears and said with a smile: "Even if I enter hell, I can tear a way out and rush out. I will fight with all my strength and with the help of the power of the white jade cauldron, you

It won’t feel good either!”

"Hey! How much time do you think you can delay them?" Yan Ye sighed, looking deeply into the distance.

Over a mountain forest in the distance, Han Ling'er and his party were surrounded by masters from the Demon Cloud Palace who were covered in black mist. After several attempts, they could not break through the encirclement. Instead, more and more people were injured.

"Hand over the white jade cauldron and I will let them go!" Yan Ye sneered.

Ling Yi's face was solemn, and he quickly made a choice. The white jade tripod was thrown into the void by him, shooting down thousands of white lights and covering his whole body, while he held the Cloud Sword in his hand, moving mysterious and unpredictable...

The sword movement, in which gods and ghosts howl, wind and clouds dance, all evolve one by one in the sword movement

At this moment, Yan Ye's expression suddenly changed. He carefully examined Ling Yi's sword movements. A strange light gradually flashed in his eyes. He directly stretched out a big hand and swept towards Ling Yi who was shrouded in white light.

Yi's body

But although this big hand was terrifying, it shattered into powder as soon as it touched the white light. Instead, Yan Ye opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell back thousands of feet before stopping.

"Okay! It turned out to be the divine light that protects the sacred objects. I didn't expect that your understanding of the White Jade Cauldron was so deep and that you could master such a great secret in a short period of time!" Yan Ye said with a face as deep as water.

No one can break the divine light of the protector of sacred objects. It is the most powerful defense. Even in the ancient era of gods and demons when sacred objects were prosperous, no one could break the divine light of the protector. Yan Ye chose defense. He could only wait and see.

Change

"Boom!" A series of sword moves were drawn out by Ling Yi, triggering a dramatic change in the sky. Thunder light shimmered, falling from the sky, striking the earth.

"Damn that bastard, what was he doing? He triggered the thunder! I was almost struck to death by lightning!"

"He may be performing a shocking magical skill and wants to fight against Yan Ye. The divine light of the sacred protector is far from enough. Give Yan Ye a certain amount of time and he will definitely be able to seize the white jade cauldron from the divine light of the protector!"

"Perhaps Yan Ye was negligent. He still underestimated Ling Yi, thinking that Ling Yi could not touch the secret of the White Jade Cauldron. Unexpectedly, Ling Yi could use the protector's divine light to protect his body. Otherwise, the White Jade Cauldron would have been destroyed long ago.

He took away"

Everyone sighed, and the thunder from the sky and the earth exploded, rumbling under the clouds, and their voices were gradually buried in the roaring sound of the thunder.

When the sword force outlined the ninety-nine paths, Ling Yi's tiger body trembled, and his face instantly turned pale. He looked like a peerless holy soldier standing in the world, domineering and unparalleled. Looking at the sky, a huge black sword stood above his head.

Above, everything was covered, making everything pale, and everyone was horrified!

"What is that! It's comparable to a holy soldier!"

"Could it be that the legendary holy soldier came to this world?"

"No, Ling Yi has been activating the gun just now. It was a black sword transformed by the gun. It has the power of a holy soldier! It's so terrifying!"

Everyone was shocked, looking at the huge black sword in the sky, staring with their mouths open, dumbfounded.

Yan Ye's eyelids jumped at the sight. He quickly stepped back dozens of steps and cautiously stared at the black sword hanging above Ling Yi's head.

This sharp sword and the white jade cauldron form a sharp contrast. The white jade cauldron flows with white light, while the black sword is at the other extreme. The black light is diffused, as if everything around it is sucked into it. It has a strange and mysterious power.

, it’s hard to calm down after watching it

Han Xiao and Zhao Kun stopped fighting, looked up at the sky with frightened eyes, and murmured: "Is that... is that the Overbearing Soul-Taking Slash? Or...?"

"That's right, that's the Domineering Soul-Taking Slash. According to legend, a great figure in the era of gods and demons was trapped in the Tower of the Forbidden Land because of this supreme sect..." Zhao Kun sighed. The glory of the era of gods and demons made him yearn for it.

, he stared at the black sword with reverence, like a devout believer, able to look up to the big man trapped in the Tower of Forbidden Land.

"That's the Overbearing Soul-Destroying Slash? So terrifying!" Ji Hansheng gasped. The Overbearing Soul-Destroying Slash was originally only a legend, but he didn't expect it to actually exist. Even he was shocked by it.

Ling Yi, who was under the black sword, was already dripping with sweat. In the past three years, he had studied the domineering soul-stirring slash in the mysterious hall under the volcano, and could only see through a small part. Now that he had used it, he realized that there was something wrong.

How hard it was, all the soul energy in his body was completely consumed, and there was no trace of fighting power left. If this sword could not kill Yan Ye or defeat Yan Ye, his end would be a bit ugly.

He mobilized the sword with all his strength. At this moment, he could no longer retain any trace of it. He desperately poured all the remaining soul energy into the sword, turning all his spiritual power into soul energy, splitting the void, destroying the sky, and moving forward indomitably.

cut off

The exquisite five-color stone in Yan Ye's hand also erupted with heart-stopping fluctuations at this time, and the light overflowed, covering Yan Ye layer by layer, like a giant cocoon, facing the power of a giant sword.

"boom……"

The bright sky suddenly dimmed. The black sword slashed down fiercely, breaking through layers of glow. The black light was absorbed into the giant cocoon wrapped in light. A figure spurted blood and fell backwards. Half of his body was slashed by the black sword.

It was broken into pieces, and blood was pouring down.

"Oh my God! Yan Ye was defeated!"

"With one sword strike, even the strong Yanghun warriors were defeated. What kind of ** is this!"

"I can't imagine that before the White Jade Cauldron made a move, the exquisite five-color stone was placed under this sharp sword. Master Yan Ye, who is famous in Zhongzhou, was defeated by a young boy! I can't imagine! I can't imagine!...

…”

Everyone was shocked. They could hardly believe their eyes, but right in front of their eyes, Yan Ye was like a bloody man. His body brushed through the air and cracked black cracks directly. It was so fast.

The performance was achieved to the extreme, which shows how powerful the sword struck Yan Ye.

Yan Ye's blood sprayed and he fell directly into a large mountain, smashing the mountain into pieces and being crushed under the rubble.

"Who dares to touch the Bai Jade Cauldron again, I will let him die without a burial place!" This is the strongest message Ling Yi sends to all the sects in Zhongzhou. The clanking sound is like a sharp sword across the sky, spreading

In all directions, everyone in Zhongzhou heard this extremely domineering oath.

Everyone was silent. Facing this young man who could defeat Yan Ye, they no longer lost their temper.

Han Xiao, Ji Hansheng and other major figures in the sect were also deep in thought. They finally looked at this young man for the first time. Some of them were even considering whether to have a relationship with this young man.

"Boom!" The rock fragments were blown away, and Yan Ye rushed up to the sky covered in blood. His legs were broken, and his face was calm, as if nothing happened just now.

Although his legs were broken, he had already entered the realm of Yang Soul. As long as his spiritual consciousness was not destroyed, he would soon be able to recover his physical body. However, in front of so many people who were seriously injured by Ling Yi, the chief pharmacist of Moyun Temple still looked calm.

Self-confidence is really terrible with hidden scheming

"Yan Ye, do you still want to have one of your hands blown off?" Ling Yi said in a cold voice. At the same time, he was a little disappointed. It was a pity that he could not kill Yan Ye together to avenge Yan Ling.

"Boy, you are very good. I didn't expect that you could not only quickly touch the secrets of the White Jade Cauldron, but also master the ancient magic. I underestimated the enemy, but if your soul energy is lost, you will still die!" Yan Ye glared fiercely,

The blood in the eyes is ferocious

Ling Yi's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that Yan Ye could see through his physical condition at a glance. Now that he has no fighting power, anyone present could easily kill him.

"What? Ling Yi's soul energy has been completely consumed? He is already powerless?"

"No wonder he no longer uses the second sword, it turns out that the soul energy has long been gone!"

"Haha! He is in such a miserable state now that the ancient **** will never be able to hold him!"

The eyes of the people who were still fearful just now suddenly changed. They were as greedy as hungry wolves, examining the delicious food in front of them. Even the leaders were sharpening their knives, ready to seize the ancient treasure at any time.

Han Xiao led the others and rushed towards Ling Yi like a stream of light, but was stopped in time by Zhao Kun's Splendid Picture of Life and Death. The same was true for Ji Hansheng, so he accidentally entered the Splendid Picture of Life and Death. If it weren't for the sacred object of the Star Chart and Ink Pan,
To be continued...