With a crisp cracking sound, a flash of joy appeared in Ye Han's eyes, and on the black giant net that fell in the void, an obvious crack had been broken, and a sharp aura ran through the sky.

Under the manifestation of the true intent of the sword, even this strange and incomparably powerful force is difficult to compete with.

The Avenue of Swords, is the best at killing among the heavens and ten thousand paths, the art of attack is unparalleled in the world, in Ye Han's hands, the edge of the Sword Dao is revealed, even this pitch-black chain is difficult to compete with head-on.

However, when Ye Han's sword was sacrificed and cut through the black seyu wang, the broken chains in the giant net did not smile, but as if they were alive, they turned into poisonous snake-like black rays and bit towards the night cold.

The change in this moment was really unexpected.

In order to make this sword of Tongtian make a contribution, Ye Han kept saving until this black net pressed in front of him before it showed its edge, and after Ye Han's sword intent tore it apart, the broken giant net turned into chains and crossed a strange arc in the void, and fell on Ye Han's body again.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and this is especially true when the martial artists of the royal realm are fighting.

Although Ye Han controlled the Dao body of the royal realm, he did not enter the will that a martial artist should have. Therefore, he suffered a big loss at this moment, and when he realized that something was wrong, he couldn't avoid it.

The black chains were wrapped around Ye Han's body, and the fine sword patterns in Ye Han's body came back one after another, and the monstrous sword qi seemed to want to break free from the shackles of the black chains, but it didn't have much effect.

The sword intent was like a dragon, and the brilliant sword light reflected in the sky, but it slashed down on the black chain, but it ran through the past without hindrance. The chains filled with black air currents seemed to be made of clouds and mist, and the sharp sword light failed to block them in the slightest.

Kendo is true, and it's really not good at defense.

Ye Han had such a thought in his heart, and soon tasted the bitter fruit of carelessness, the black chains integrated into his body as if invisible, but did not penetrate his limbs and bones, but converged towards his sea of consciousness like a little starlight.

In the heart of Ye Han's eyebrows, the place that symbolized the three flavors of the true fire of living beings was covered with a layer of clouds at this moment, and the flame that symbolized the three qi of people was instantly extinguished the moment the black qi entered the body.

In the darkness, Ye Han's eyes seemed to see another scene, it was a dark world, and one towering altar after another was piled up on top of an unattainable mountain.

The towering altars were distinctly dark red, but the color was not his original appearance, but the traces left by the huge amount of blood soaked in the rocks and dried up.

In the altar, dense corpses were stacked on top of each other, decaying corpses and blackened flesh filled every corner, and some of the bones that looked relatively fresh, from their appearance, at least they could see the terrified faces of their lives.

In the altar, the corpses were full of bones, and under the altar, rivers of blood flowed.

Ye Han had seen the Ten Thousand Corpses Cave of the Hundred Ghost Sect, among which the mountains of corpses and bones had made Ye Han feel murderous, but compared to this real mountain of corpses and bones, the so-called Ten Thousand Corpses Cave was a little inadequate.

On this thousand-foot black sacred mountain, there are hundreds of such altars, and the dark red color is reflected on the high mountain, like an extremely ugly tumor.

The surging blood qi gushed out from this altar, and it seemed that even this piece of heaven and earth had turned into blood red, and the blood-colored divine shadow transformed by the strange aura hung in the void, like hideous ghost eyes, looking down on this piece of heaven and earth.

And in the heaven and earth, within the blood-red ghost eyes, the surging breath was brewing frantically, and when everything was accumulated to the peak, the blood-red brilliance slowly dimmed, and in the end, the chains that were as black as ink and exuded a strange aura came out of the sky.

It was a world full of death, and between heaven and earth, apart from the disgusting bloody aura, there was only the dazzling blood-red brilliance, and the black chains embedded in the void ghost eyes, full of strange aura.

Above the vast void, there was the breath of death, and no living creature manifested under the entire firmament, and above the vast and boundless land, only the blood-red soil exuded a fishy smell.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be the sound of demon shadows laughing, and there seemed to be a chanting of the ghostly atmosphere on the thousands of altars.

"It's ...... Cursed ......"

Such a divine thought flashed in Ye Han's heart, and then he fell into darkness.

Above Ye Han's Lingtai Zhihai, the black airflow shrouded down like a violent wind, and a strange aura filled the world, and even Ye Han's Zhihai seemed to gradually glow with black light.

Ye Han's consciousness seemed to have fallen into darkness, and his Lingtai Consciousness Sea gradually lost its luster, Ye Han didn't know that in ancient times, it was this indescribable power that caused the twelve famous peak beings to fall into a deep sleep, and never woke up again.

Just when Ye Han's sea of consciousness was shrouded in darkness, there seemed to be an incomprehensible fluctuation awakening in the darkness, and above the sea of gods that had almost turned black, a huge fluctuation spread.

The black divine sea reflected the divine light, and an indescribable terrifying aura swept the entire spiritual platform in an instant, and an emerald luster penetrated the dark clouds and smoke, and at this moment the divine light filled the sky.

If Ye Han is awake now, he will find that the world of the system has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment, and the original monotonous and pale system interface has been dyed with a layer of blue sky-like color, and an unimaginable aura is bred in it, which seems to reflect Zhou Tian Fangyuan and begin to transform.

The waves rolled in Ye Han's sea of knowledge, and a majestic Dao shouted out, which seemed to shake the Nine Heavens and the Earth.

At this moment, the voice of the system was no longer as jerky and dull as before, and at this time, the Dao shout that sounded in Ye Han's sea of consciousness was as majestic as the sound of the Great Dao, as if a god sitting high above the Nine Heavens cast his gaze into the mortal dust.

With this majestic Dao shouting in Ye Han's sea of knowledge, the black divine light instantly melted away like ice and snow, and his sea of knowledge, which had turned black, returned to its original color in the blink of an eye, but on his spiritual platform, there was a ghost wail, which resounded endlessly.