It was Ye Bai's first time to do such a thing as refining a body. Looking at Xia Liu's body in front of him, whose soul had been forcibly extracted, Ye Bai was also a little speechless. The peak powerhouse in the late Mahayana period, the leader of the Sword Sect, finally held back.
Qu was beaten to death with a slap.
This brings us back to what happened before. Saint Huangquan originally wanted Ye Bai to directly use materials to refine Xia Liu's body into a body that he was satisfied with. Saint Huangquan promised that as long as Xia Liu cooperated, the Sword Sect's
Others did not need to die, but Xia Liu refused without hesitation, and even wanted to resist again. For such a ignorant person, the Underworld Saint also slapped him directly, but who knows,
With just such a slap, Xia Liu was beaten to death.
Saint Huangquan was also a little speechless about this: "You shouldn't have used all your strength, why were you beaten to death?" Saint Huangquan was also very sad about Xia Liu's death. Of course, what was sad was not that Xia Liu died, but that he was killed like this.
If he comes, he won't be able to get the most perfect body.
Ye Bai ignored his words and slapped to death a strong man who was at the peak of the late Mahayana period. If you really used your full strength, wouldn't everyone on earth have to be killed by your slap?
After looking at the Saint of Underworld with disdain, Ye Bai asked: "What should we do now? Should we wait again or give up on his body?"
After hearing Ye Bai's words, Saint Huangquan hesitated for a moment, looked at Xia Liu lying quietly on the ground, sighed and said: "Let's just make do with it, something useful is better than nothing. The existence of this kind of soul state really disgusts me.
I really want to go out for a walk."
Although the Palace of the Underworld is very large, anyone who has stayed in it for thousands of years will get tired of it. The Saint of the Underworld is looking forward to the outside world. At this moment, it is estimated that even if he wastes all his cultivation and becomes a mortal, he will be bored.
Agreed.
Hearing this, Ye Bai didn't waste time. He looked at Xia Liu's body, and then picked up the materials that Saint Huangquan gave him to use to refine his body: "Hey, it's such a hard job." Although he complained,
However, Ye Bai also quickly started refining the body. One of the two people in the room started his work boringly, while the other sat anxiously and waited.
Time passed day after day, and in the blink of an eye, it had been half a month since everyone came to Huangquan Palace. During this half month, although everyone in the main palace was very anxious, no one dared to say anything.
Waiting on the ground and not daring to run around.
Kuang Ying, Bu Chenfeng and others have spent the past half month worrying about Ye Baizhong. Although Han Yue and the others have not recovered yet, at least they are still alive, right? But Ye Bai was trapped by the underworld.
The saint took him away, which made them afraid that Ye Bai would be killed by him without knowing the inside story.
"Hey! Ye Bai shouldn't have been allowed to leave in the first place, and now I don't know whether he is alive or dead." Kuang Ying said with some self-blame.
Although Bu Chenfeng was also very worried, he still comforted him after hearing Kuang Ying's words: "Believe in Ye Bai, he has brought so many miracles, maybe he can create another miracle this time."
"Hmph! A miracle? We'll see his body thrown out then." Someone from the Jian Sect said coldly. The strong men sent by his sect this time were strong enough, but the treasures haven't been seen yet.
However, a venerable and a powerful man in the Dacheng stage have already died. Even the sect leader does not know whether he is alive or dead, and all this is because of Ye Bai and the others. This naturally makes the people of the Sword Sect angry at Ye Bai and the others.
Italy is booming.
After hearing what the Sword Sect man said, Bu Chenfeng rolled up his sleeves and shouted: "What? Do you want to have a fight?"
Hearing this, the members of the Sword Sect looked at Bu Chenfeng indifferently, with mocking faces that seemed ready to say insulting words, but at this moment, a space in the center of the main hall suddenly began to fluctuate abnormally.
, then a space gate appeared in front of everyone, and everyone turned their attention to the space gate. Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, two figures slowly appeared in the main hall.
"Ye Bai!" Seeing Kuang Ying, one of the men, and the others became happy. At the same time, the people from the Jian Sect also shouted excitedly: "Sect Master."
When Ye Bai heard the shouts of Kuang Ying and others, he turned around and said with a smile: "Let's worry everyone." Hearing this, Kuang Ying and others all laughed. As long as Ye Bai was fine, there was no need to say anything else.
But the Jianzong side was not so happy, all because Xia Liu didn't respond to their shouts at all. It seemed that the person who shouted again was not him at all. Seeing this, a strong man from the Mahayana stage of the Jianzong ducked to Xia Liu
In front of him: "Sect Master, what's wrong with you? Did Ye Bai and you, Saint of the Underworld, do something to you?"
"What do you think I did to your sect master?"
Who?" Although the voice was still the same, the tone of the words made the strong swordsman understand that the Xia Liu at this moment was not the real Xia Liu at all, but just another person who had Xia Liu's body.
Xia Liu just smiled and looked at the strong man from the Sword Sect without saying anything. If he hadn't been in a good mood today, just because this man talked to him like this, he would have been sentenced to death long ago, and the strong man from the Sword Sect was short-lived.
After doubts, a look of fear appeared on his face: "Are you the Saint of Underworld?"
I saw Xia Liu, maybe it would be more appropriate to call the owner of this body the Saint of the Underworld now. The Saint of the Underworld nodded: "That's right." But after he finished speaking, he added: "Maybe you can call me Lord of the Underworld now.
It's better." He was also a little helpless about this, because he couldn't achieve perfect integration with the body, which caused his cultivation to regress after he got this body, from the original saint to the venerable he is now.
The Venerable from the Dragon Clan looked at Venerable Huangquan, and with just one glance he discovered that the man who could not see clearly at first was now able to sense his cultivation: "Third-level Venerable." With one word, the Venerable from the Dragon Clan
This explains the cultivation level of Venerable Huang Quan at this moment.
Regarding the Dragon Clan's Venerable seeing through his own cultivation, Venerable Huang Quan did not have much fluctuation. He glanced at him and said: "Are you a master of the Dragon Clan's Venerable? You are still a second-level Venerable, but with your powerful body, I'm afraid that
You can compete with ordinary third-level venerables."
In response to the words of Venerable Huang Quan, the Venerable Dragon Tribe shook his head. It was not that the other party was wrong, but that he understood one thing. He raised his eyes and looked at Venerable Huang Quan. The Venerable Dragon Tribe said, "But it's not enough to deal with you.
"
The other party's power is not just as simple as the third level, which is one level higher than myself, but also because the other party was once a strong man at the saint level. In terms of experience, it is also beyond the reach of this Dragon Clan Venerable, but it is what makes the Dragon Clan Venerable afraid.
The real reason lies in the power of Huangquan exerted by Lord Huangquan.
That day when Venerable Huang Quan used it against Venerable Sword Sect, he already knew that even if the opponent was a strong man of the same level as himself, he was not sure that he could defeat him. Under the strange and unpredictable power of Huang Quan
, can the powerful physique that he is proud of be able to withstand it? The Dragon Clan Master cannot give an answer to this question, but he does not dare to try, because it may cost his life.
"You dare to seize the body of our sect master, aren't you afraid of the revenge of our Sword Sect?" The strong man of the Sword Sect shouted at the Saint of Underworld. He seemed to have completely forgotten that the person smiling in front of him at this moment was
A god of death, not the smiling good man he had always seen at this moment.
Sure enough, under the cold drink from the strong man of the Sword Sect, Venerable Huangquan's face turned cold. Although he was in good health again today, it did not mean that he could tolerate a person who was weaker than him.
He yelled.
Looking at the strong swordsman with cold eyes, Lord Huang Quan stretched out his hand and grabbed the strongman from the swordsmanship. Seeing this, the expression of the strongman from the swordsman changed and he immediately mobilized the power in his body to resist the opponent's attack.
Once caught, but with the powerful strength of the Venerable, and also a third-level Venerable, how much effect can his mid-level Mahayana strength have?
After only a moment of resistance, the strong swordsman was finally caught in the hands of Lord Huang Quan. He looked at the strong swordsman with cold eyes: "Today I will tell you that the person who offends me, Huang Quan, will be
What will happen?"
The power of the underworld that made everyone fearful appeared again. Compared with the last time it was used on the master of the sword sect, this time the underworld wind not only moved around in the body of the strong man of the sword sect, but also appeared from time to time.
Will break out of the body, and blood skeletons will appear one after another on the body of the strong swordsman.
The strange thing is that there are so many wounds but not a drop of blood is seen flowing down. Apart from the bright red at the wound, there is nothing else special.
"The power of the underworld destroys everything, swallows life, and returns everything to the underworld."
Under the words of Lord Huangquan, the ghostly wind of Huangquan on the strong man of the Sword Sect began to swim away more violently. There was even a chilling cry in the main hall, just like the ghost of Jiuyou Huangquan because of
The pain was like screaming.
Soon all the vitality in the sword sect's strong man disappeared, and even his soul was swallowed up by the power of the underworld. Seeing this, Ye Bai shook his head and said in his heart: "The great sage of the underworld is also a god."
Even a genius can actually create such kung fu and cultivate the power of the underworld. With such power, if it were not for the eight desolate dragon flames and other rare things, it would be difficult to resist, and anyone who fights with it would be suppressed."
After getting rid of the strong man from the Sword Sect, Venerable Huangquan looked at the remaining members of the Sword Sect again, with an evil smile on his lips: "It's your turn."
I saw the Saint of the Underworld turning into a gloomy wind of the underworld and sweeping towards the remaining members of the Sword Sect. Suddenly, a series of ghostly cries were heard in the main hall of the underworld.
