"It turns out that Huang Lao's spiritual realm is also so terrifying!"
"In this way, he can easily crush this freak to death with just the power of his soul."
All the powerful demon clan men sneered, looking at Ye Chen as if they were looking at a dead person.
Huang Lang, in addition to being a ninth-level demon clan, is also a ninth-level soul refiner.
His power in terms of soul alone is already comparable to that of the Earth Infant Realm Martial Sect.
Therefore, even though Ye Chen's Heaven-piercing Heaven-piercing Formation was extremely powerful, it was easily broken by him.
"With your little spiritual power, you dare to do anything in front of me. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
Ye Chen said lightly, with a hint of ridicule flashing at the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph! You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die! I will let you understand how stupid and ignorant you are.
Die!"
Huang Lang's eyes suddenly burst out with terrible murderous intent.
Boom!
The next moment, the power of the soul in his body surged toward Ye Chen like a stormy wave, causing the entire valley to tremble violently.
This power is so terrifying that it can definitely easily kill a strong person of the level of the Three-Eyed Demon Clan.
Even if Ye Chen's Jiu Jiu Yi Jian Gang reaches the fifth level, he will never be able to withstand it.
However, Ye Chen not only didn't look panicked at all, but also looked extremely disdainful.
It was as if Huang Lang's spiritual power was just a joke in front of him.
"I'll let you see what the true power of the soul is."
At this moment, an extremely violent divine soul force suddenly surged out from the depths of Ye Chen's sea of consciousness, covering the area within a hundred feet.
"What? He is actually an eighth-level soul refiner?"
The pupils of the powerful demon tribesmen suddenly shrank, and their expressions were extremely shocked.
They originally thought that Ye Chen was just a Tiangang realm warrior.
But he didn't expect that his spiritual realm was so high.
"Hmph! What about the eighth-level soul refiner? It's just a joke in front of Mr. Huang."
Ba Yu couldn't help but sneered, his mouth full of mockery.
yes!
He admitted that Ye Chen's spiritual realm was indeed very high.
However, compared with Huang Lao, a ninth-level soul refiner, he was far behind.
He wanted to see what Ye Chen would do to compete with Mr. Huang.
"Ha! I thought your soul was so powerful! It turns out you are just a small eighth-level soul refiner!
Today, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape the fate of being crushed to death by me."
Mr. Huang laughed and said, looking at Ye Chen, it was like looking at a pathetic clown.
The power of his soul was many times more powerful than Ye Chen's.
Even if Ye Chen is the reincarnation of a god and controls a powerful soul secret technique, it is absolutely impossible to compete with him.
Therefore, what awaits Ye Chen is definitely a dead end.
boom!
In a flash of lightning, Huang Lao's divine soul power had already reached Ye Chen, and violently collided with the divine soul power around his body.
However, something unexpected happened.
Although Ye Chen's soul power seemed much weaker than Huang Lang's, it was like an ancient sacred mountain and could not be shaken at all.
On the other hand, Huang Lang's soul power continued to spread out, just like an egg hitting a stone.
"How is it possible? How is this possible? How can the quality of his soul power be so high?"
The expression on Mr. Huang's face froze instantly, replaced by a look of deep horror and disbelief.
It is also the power of the divine soul.
However, the quality of Ye Chen's soul power was more than ten times higher than that of Huang Langdi.
If we say that Huang Lang's soul power is like a ball of cotton.
Then, the power of Ye Chen's soul is like a ball of fine iron that has been tempered many times.
No matter how much more cotton is there than the fine iron, it will be difficult to destroy the fine iron.
"Now, it's my turn! The Sword of Soul."
Just when Huang Lang was shocked, the power of the soul around Ye Chen's body suddenly condensed into a transparent sword, whizzing away at Huang Lang.
"No! Block it for me."
The hairs all over Huang Lang's body could not help but stand on end, and his face became uglier than a dead man.
At this moment, he actually felt a strong death threat from above the Soul Sword.
He never dreamed that an eighth-level soul refiner could possess such terrifying combat power.
Buzz!
Under the threat of death, Huang Lang manifested his true form almost instinctively.
His true body is a weasel that is over five feet long, with a green light shining in his two eyes, making people shudder.
Boom!
Immediately afterwards, he mobilized the power of the soul and the demon power in his body to the extreme, blocking it like a copper wall in front of him, trying to resist Ye Chen's sword of the soul.
There was a loud bang.
Between the lightning and flint, Ye Chen's Soul Sword collided fiercely with Huang Lang's power, making a thunderous explosion that made the entire valley tremble violently.
Immediately afterwards, Huang Lang's power was easily split from the middle by the sword of the soul.
"No!"
Huang Lang's eyes were wide open, and his expression was extremely frightened and desperate.
Although, the Soul Sword condensed by Ye Chen looks ordinary.
However, its power is so terrifying that even a four-star martial arts master like Jian Ming cannot resist it.
After all, this is a god-level soul secret art!
And Huang Lang's strength is a little worse than Jian Ming.
Therefore, it was impossible for him to block Ye Chen's blow.
Pfft.
The next moment, Huang Lang's body was stabbed by the Soul Sword and instantly turned into a ball of blood mist.
Even his soul was completely wiped out.
You must know that only the soul of a tenth-level soul refiner can exist alone without the physical body.
Even if their physical bodies are destroyed, as long as their souls are still there, they will not die.
Huang Lang's soul has obviously not reached this level yet.
Once the physical body is destroyed, death is inevitable.
…
"Dead! Mr. Huang was killed like this! Am I dreaming?"
"No! This must not be true. How could that ant kill Mr. Huang?"
The strong men of the demon race felt as if they were being shocked by electric shocks, and their eyes were as big as copper bells. They simply could not accept the facts in front of them.
"Damn it! How could this happen? How could there be such a freak in this world?"
Ba Yu's face became uglier than that of a dead man, and he had completely doubted his own life.
He originally thought that if Huang Lang took action personally, he would be able to easily crush Ye Chen to death.
But I didn't expect that this would be the result.
"You guys should go down and accompany him too!"
At this moment, Ye Chen's cold voice suddenly rang in Ba Yu's ears, like the call of death.
boom!
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying power of the soul, like an ancient sacred mountain, crushed towards Ba Yu and the powerful monsters around him.
"No! Huo Chen, please help me."
Ba Yu's expression was extremely horrified, and he let out a desperate roar.
He was the heir of the demon prince, and his future was limitless. He was really unwilling to die in Ye Chen's hands like this.
"Stop it!"
Huo Chen's face became extremely gloomy, and he wanted to take action to stop Ye Chen, but it was already too late.
After all, even he didn't expect that Ye Chen's soul would be so terrifying that even Huang Lang could kill him in an instant.
So, by the time he fully reacted, Ye Chen had already killed Ba Yu and the others.
ah!
The next moment, shrill screams echoed in the valley, which sounded terrifying.
With just one blow, Ba Yu and the group of powerful monsters were all crushed and exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist and dying beyond hope.
The essence and blood in their bodies were condensed into blood pills by Ye Chen and stored in the storage bracelet.
"Lord Huochen, he, is it possible that he is really the reincarnation of the gods? Otherwise, how could he be so terrifying?"
"Even Huang Lang died in his hands. We are no different from ants in front of him."
All the strong demon clan members froze on the spot, already frightened to death by Ye Chen's methods.
If it weren't for this place and if Huo Chen, a ninth-level demon, was there, they would have escaped long ago.
"Huh! What a bunch of trash. So what if he is the reincarnation of a god? Today, I can still crush him to death."
Huo Chen said coldly, with terrifying murderous intent surging out of his body.
yes!
He admitted that Ye Chen's soul was very powerful, and could even kill a ninth-level soul refiner.
However, his strength is simply not comparable to that of Huang Lang.
He is a descendant of the Demon Prince, with the blood of the Demon King flowing in his body, and his combat power is already comparable to that of the Nine-Star Martial Sect.
Only the arrival of a half-step Tianying realm expert can make him feel fearful.
As for Ye Chen, an eighth-level soul refiner, he didn't take it seriously at all.
"You are truly ignorant and fearless, but you will soon tremble under my feet."
Ye Chen smiled coldly.
call out!
The next moment, the power of the soul around his body once again condensed into a sword of the soul, roaring towards Huo Chen.
Between the lightning and flint, the Soul Sword appeared in front of Huo Chen. Wherever it passed, even the slightest crack appeared in the void. The scene was extremely terrifying.
Even among the Earth Infant Realm martial arts sects, not many people could withstand this sword.
However, facing this sword, Huo Chen's eyes showed a deep look of contempt.
"Ant, my strength is not comparable to that good-for-nothing Huang Lang!
This trick of yours doesn't even qualify you to scratch my itch, so let me break it."
The next moment, a dazzling red magic light bloomed above Huo Chen's fist, as if it had turned into a small sun, and struck hard at the sword of the soul.
There was a loud bang.
With just one punch, the Soul Sword exploded in the air and disappeared without a trace. It was as vulnerable as paper.