In the main hall, Ye Han's spirit spread around him like a tide, and he suddenly caught a slight fluctuation. However, just as he was about to follow the clues, the murderous intention he noticed disappeared again.
"Is it an illusion..."
Ye Han looked a little confused, and his eyes quickly scanned the surroundings of the hall, but there was nothing there. And no matter how hard he searched, there was no trace of that murderous intention. With his perfect divine soul realm of heavenly realm, I am afraid that there is no trace of it in Ziyang City.
Can people hide everything under his nose?
So he felt a little relieved. Just when he was about to continue forming seals and practice, a few breaking sounds suddenly came from behind.
Whoosh whoosh!
Only a few tiny needle-like objects turned into several black rays of light, stabbing at the back of Ye Han's head at an extremely fast speed.
"not good!"
Ye Han felt a cold chill behind his back. He waved his palm and formed a Nine Sun Spear. He quickly turned around and then the golden spear in his hand burst out with bright brilliance, dancing and stabbing like a snake.
Ding ding ding!
The sharp needle collided with the gun body, making a harsh sound, sparks flying, and was immediately ejected and stuck on the beam.
"Divine Soul Transformation Needle?!"
Ye Han's eyes fell on the black needles on the beams, and he exclaimed in shock.
To be able to use the power of the soul to condense into such a tiny needle-like object, this person's attainments in the soul may be even higher than him!
At this time, Ye Han stared at a corner of the hall with his deep eyes and said lightly,
"Now that you're here, why bother hiding and not showing up?"
"Jie Jie, I didn't expect that you would notice my traces. You are worthy of being a fifth-grade alchemist, and your soul is really powerful."
In the dark corner, a hoarse old voice came out, and then a thick black air quickly condensed into a mysterious black-robed figure. His eyes seemed to be lingering with ghostly light, and his whole body was filled with gloomy energy.
"What a weird smell..."
Ye Han stared at the black-robed figure and raised his brows slightly, because he could not detect a trace of spiritual power fluctuations on the latter's body. However, this person gave him an extremely strong sense of threat, and he had to be vigilant.
"Who are you?"
Ye Han said with a cold tone.
The man in black robe looked at Ye Han indifferently, his eyes like a dark black hole, and said in a deep voice,
"You, a dying person, are not qualified to know my name."
After saying that, the man in black robe raised his palm, and the majestic soul roared out, and then condensed a dark handprint in front of him.
"Tantra Mahamudra!"
boom--
He shouted low, clapped his palms, and the ancient dark handprint roared along the void like a black light. The terrifying fluctuations caused the space to be crushed open!
And this Tantric Mahamudra is a mysterious technique activated by his soul!
"It's not that easy to kill me!"
Ye Han's face changed slightly, and the looming divine palace in his mind erupted with light, and the overwhelming divine soul roared out, forming a divine soul storm around him, and immediately condensed a soul sword and rushed out of the storm.
Whoosh——
The sharp soul sword directly collided with the black handprint in mid-air at an extremely terrifying speed.
Bang!
The huge sound tore through the floor, the swords and handprints were both annihilated, and even the beams and pillars were cracked by the shock. Ye Han and the man in black robe each took ten steps back.
"Great Perfection in Heaven!"
The two of them exclaimed in surprise.
Although the man in black robe had noticed that Ye Han's soul was powerful before, he did not expect that this young boy would actually enter the realm of heavenly perfection like him!
Not far away, Ye Han's mind was shaken and he was a little dizzy. He was also shocked. Although he was also in the Great Perfection of Heaven, it was obvious that the soul of this mysterious black-robed man was thicker and more condensed than his.
"snort!"
The man in black robe snorted coldly, and immediately formed seals with his hands as fast as lightning, and ancient talisman papers flew out overwhelmingly, spinning around him and bursting with light.
And under its feet, a mysterious golden array rotated rapidly, covered with countless obscure words and patterns.
hiss--
"Fu Seal Master?!"
Ye Han took a deep breath of cold air.
No wonder the power of the soul of this black-robed man is so powerful. I didn't expect that he was actually a talisman seal master. And the talisman seal master, like an alchemist, needs to cultivate the soul, because carving talisman seals requires a huge soul.
"White Tiger Talisman!"
The man in black robe gave a low shout, and immediately made a seal with his hands in the opposite direction, and an ancient talisman floated in front of his eyes. He lightly tapped his fingers towards the talisman, and in an instant, the golden talisman burst out with violent brilliance.
roar!
A roar of a tiger came out.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, a majestic and burly white tiger suddenly jumped out from the talisman. This white tiger was five to six meters in size and emitted pure white light. It opened its teeth and claws, and its aura reached the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm!
brush--
At this time, the white tiger's broad claws directly smashed the wooden table into pieces, and exploded at lightning speed. It appeared in front of Ye Han in an instant, opening its bloody mouth.
"Water Wall Technique!"
Phew~
A wall of blue water swayed and blocked the floor. Unexpectedly, the white tiger tore it apart with his bare claws, and fought fiercely with Ye Han.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One man and one tiger fought fiercely, and the hall was shattered into pieces by a series of spiritual lights.
"Nine Yang Golden Body!"
Buzz——
A burst of golden light bloomed, and Ye Han's skin suddenly turned golden. The tiger's claws scratched the skin with a hiss, and bursts of beating sparks erupted. However, the hard flesh did not leave any traces.
"burst!"
Ye Han clenched his golden fist, and suddenly golden light was released all over his body. Countless ancient words were wrapped around him, and he punched out.
Bang!
The white tiger was shattered by a punch, turned into pieces of light, and was annihilated in the hall.
The man in black robe was stunned for a while. He obviously didn't expect that Ye Han was so powerful that he actually broke his White Tiger Talisman. How could an ordinary alchemist have such powerful force!
"Stubborn!"
He snorted coldly, and two blue flames seemed to be dancing in his dark pupils, and he immediately formed another seal and turned it into a spiritual talisman.
"Thousand Sword Talisman!"
Buzz——
Whoosh whoosh!
A black hole formed in mid-air, and then a series of sharp swords roared out from the black hole like a rainstorm. Each sword was enough to catch the Zifu Realm off guard!
However, in the face of the overwhelming sword thrusting at him, Ye Han showed no signs of panic, and did not even have any defense. He allowed the sword condensed with talisman power to directly and brutally hit the Nine Yang Golden Body.
Clang clang clang!
Metal sounds came out one after another, and the swords that hit Jiuyang's golden body exploded into golden light and turned into nothingness!
"This kid is weird!"
The man in black robe suddenly took a step back, his expression became panicked. His eyes turned cunningly, and he was about to escape, when he suddenly saw the little beggar sleeping soundly on the bed.
"Jie Jie!"
Whoosh——
The man in black robe moved and rushed towards the little beggar, extending his claws...