Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and looked at the five terrifying disaster clouds in the sky, and felt that Ye Haoran was in a catastrophe this time.
Ye Haoran also looked at the five catastrophe clouds in the sky with horror, "Is it over? Are you going to come?"
Now he also understood that this was all Zhang Yi's fault. He never expected that Zhang Yi could actually control the arrival of thunder, which was beyond his cognitive scope.
"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by the earth-shaking roars, five terrifying purple thunders descended, followed by five bloody thunders that looked like a waterfall, all rushing towards Ye Haoran, without giving him any chance to breathe.
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This time, even the technique of heavenly punishment felt Zhang Yi's strong murderous intent, and the thunder tribulation he had dropped was much more violent than before.
"Damn it! Blood-colored double-pupils Avenue!"
Ye Haoran was shocked and quickly used the Dao to resist the thunder tribulation. A blood-colored Dao was covered with dense double pupils, and an infinite Dao intention burst out, causing people to almost suffer from intensive phobia.
"Hmph, I want to use the blood-colored heavy pupils to resist the art of heaven's punishment, I want to be beautiful!"
Zhang Yi snorted coldly and directly used the deadly town of the ancient supreme avenue\/Pressing his blood-colored double-pupil avenue, the collision of the two avenues triggered a space shock, which seemed to destroy everything around him, but this also succeeded
The power of the Blood-colored Double Pupil Avenue was consumed, making Ye Haoran unable to use the Blood-colored Double Pupil Avenue to resist the Heavenly Punishment Technique.
"Ancient Magic Sword!"
Seeing that the terrifying thunder was getting closer and closer, if it was swallowed, this time without the protection of the ancient demon land, even if it was not dead, it would have to take off a layer of skin. I dare not take it lightly.
"Tianyang Sword!"
Zhang Yi kept staring at Ye Haoran, not giving him any time or means to deal with the art of heavenly punishment. He immediately fought with Ye Haoran, leaving him with no time to part.
"Zhang Yi, are you trying to force me to a dead end?"
Ye Haoran felt so cruel in his heart and roared at the top of his lungs.
"The holy master died because of you, you must be buried with him!"
"You and I have to be broken today!"
Zhang Yi waved the Tianyang Sword while saying murderously.
Ye Haoran, who lost the protection of the ancient demon land, was no match for Zhang Yi at all, and he didn't even need Ye Kunli and the others to take action. Zhang Yi alone was enough to deal with him.
"Don't we really need to take action?"
Hua Yingyue looked at Ye Kunli beside her and said anxiously.
Ye Kunli shook his head, as if he had already predicted the end of the battle, and said calmly: "No need for us to intervene, Zhang Yi can deal with Ye Haoran alone."
"And now he is full of anger and has no place to ejaculate. Let him go. We might as well help them deal with the ancient demon land together."
Ye Kunli flashed and ran towards the depths of the ancient demon land.
Hua Yingyue and the others thought about it, and felt that Ye Kunli was right, and they rushed to the depths of the ancient demon land.
Here, only Zhang Yi and Ye Haoran were still fighting. The thunder tribulation in the sky had all fallen on Ye Haoran at this moment. What's strange is that Zhang Yi, who was standing aside, accurately shaped Ye Haoran's body.
Devour the thunder tribulation all over the sky.
"ah……"
Ye Haoran felt a violent pain coming from his body, especially when the bloody thunder swallowed him, his soul began to tremble violently, as if he was about to pull his soul away from his body.
"Despicable! If you have the ability, don't use thunder!"
Ye Haoran was full of dissatisfaction, his voice became weaker and weaker, and his aura began to become sluggish. Even if he used the double pupil technique to repair the injuries in his body, it would be useless. The destructive power of the thunder tribulation was too strong.
With a roar, Ye Haoran fell to the ground dyingly, hanging all over the breath between his throat, as if he would return to the west at any time.
"Zhang... Zhang Yi, I don't accept it, because... why are you so much better than me?"
Ye Haoran lay on the ground, the terror in his eyes had dissipated. The thunder tribulation just now wiped out most of his life, and had completely lost his combat ability, leaving only one breath to survive.
Zhang Yi walked to Ye Haoran with a calm expression and looked down at Ye Haoran with a condescending look. There was no turmoil in his heart. The Tianyang Sword in his hand pressed against his throat. He only needed a little force to destroy his soul.
"I'm not convinced! After fighting for so long, I was defeated. Could it be that you are really destined to be destined?"
"This time I brought you the ancient demon land and thought it would be a death situation, but I didn't want to break out of Zhuanghe halfway and briefly controlled the ancient demon land at the cost of life..."
At the end, Ye Haoran's eyebrows were full of unwillingness, his expression became more and more excited, and a red/moist look appeared on his face, as if it was a rebirth before his death.
"Zhang Yi! I curse you that you will die a bad death!"
As he spoke, Ye Haoran squirted out an old mouthful of blood, dyeing the earth red.
"it's over!"
However, Zhang Yi was unmoved. He waved the Tianyang Sword in his hand and slashed Ye Haoran's head with one sword. The human head was separated and his soul was destroyed. Ye Haoran died instantly and could not die anymore.
This leek that Zhang Yi had cut for so long finally came to an end.
The moment Ye Haoran's head separated, his body had turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a pair of blood-colored double pupils, and a blood-colored spirit body floating towards the outside world, as if he wanted to escape.
At the same time, the blood-colored double-pupil avenue that was previously controlled by Ye Haoran also appeared as a blood-colored light the size of a palm, and was pinched by Zhang Yi in his hand, "Is this his blood-colored double-pupil avenue? Keep it for now
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Afterwards, Zhang Yi fell on the blood-colored spirit body that he wanted to escape. He closed the blood-colored double pupils, grabbed the void, and held the blood-colored spirit body in his hand, "You have been
The spirit body in Ye Haoran's body?"
Zhang Yi has always known this, and he also knows that it is because of this spiritual body that Ye Haoran can escape again and again.
This time, all his previous accumulation fell on Zhang Yi's hands, which also fulfilled his mission as a leek.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I know the secret of the path to immortality!"
The old man kept begging for mercy, and even knew that Zhang Yi wanted to kill him now was simply a matter of touching his fingers.
"The secret of the way to immortality?"
A hint of interest rose between Zhang Yi's eyebrows, but the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish.
"If you let me go, I will naturally tell you the secret of the path to immortality."
The old man still wanted to bargain with Zhang Yi, but saw Zhang Yi clenching his hands tightly and threatening with a cold expression: "Do you think you are qualified to bargain?"
In an instant, Xue Lao felt a sense of death surged into his heart, but he still kept silent. He knew that the only thing he was facing when he said it was death, and it would be better to keep the secret to death, and there would be a glimmer of hope.