The feeling of returning the pill to the ninth turn of Taiyi is particularly wonderful, sliding into the mouth, it is like turbid wine entering the throat, and the special feeling washes the whole body, giving people a special feeling.

Although in this crisis-ridden netherworld, Ye Han couldn't take care of it anymore, so he had to swallow Taiyi back to his mouth.

This feeling of washing all over his limbs didn't last long, Ye Han couldn't help but open his eyes, at this moment, his bag was shaking violently, and the soul sealed inside could fly out at any time.

Seeing this scene, Ye Han frowned slightly, and then remembered that he had just taken in the soul of the Eastern Prince, but he didn't expect that he would riot now.

Boom!

The Huolin Sword turned into a flash of fire, galloped out, and flew directly in front of Ye Han, and the soul of the Eastern Prince, who had been restless, quieted down.

After a while, Ye Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

If the soul of the Eastern Princes is trapped in the Huolin Sword, wouldn't it allow the Huolin Sword to exert its true power!

Thinking of this, Ye Han immediately took out the magic weapon Qilin Cliff, and the moment he released the soul of the Eastern Prince, he directly used the suppressive power of the Qilin Cliff and sucked the soul of the Eastern Prince's soul into the Qilin Cliff.

Immediately, the magic weapon Qilin Cliff grew up a little, and a faint fire flickered all over the body, which was extremely hot and hot.

Ye Han didn't hesitate, the magic weapon Qilin Cliff shook, the scorching fire scorched the air, and there was a popping sound, and the soul that was suppressed in it flew directly into the Huolin Sword.

At first, the Huolin Sword blocked with a bang, but in an instant, the soul of the Eastern Princes flew into the hilt of the Huolin Sword as if he had drawn his sword into the scabbard.

Originally, the blade of the sword was already blooming with scorching fire, but at this moment, it was even more firelight, full of pure yang breath!

Ye Han looked at the attributes of the Huolin Sword at this time, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

[Pure Yang Sword]: It is an infinite divine weapon cast by the soul of heaven and earth, and any living creature encountering this sword will be suppressed by the breath of the extreme yang, and even one of the extreme divine weapons.

The Huolin Sword has evolved into the Pure Yang Sword!

Holding the hilt of the Pure Yang Sword tightly, Ye Han's eyes flashed slightly, and a sword slashed out.

I only heard a pop, a monstrous sword light slammed out, and where it passed, the dim netherworld stream shone like day, and the next moment, where this sword light passed, everything was like ashes, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of burning, and the power was not much higher than that of the Huolin Sword.

Moreover, this does not make the sword unaware, as soon as the sword is used, Ye Han can clearly feel that the connection between this pure yang sword and himself is like water **melting, just like his own limbs, which can be used at will.

"You have absorbed the soul of the Eastern Prince, and you have obtained the breath of pure yang. ”

At this time, a pleasant hint made Ye Han stunned, and he didn't expect that there would be an additional reward for absorbing the soul of the Eastern Prince.

[Breath of Pure Yang]: It is the breath of heaven and earth to the yang to the strong, and anyone who sees it will have a discount of one to three percent of their strength.

Although the attribute of the Pure Yang Breath is simple, the power of this attribute is infinite, as long as there is this breath, the enemy's strength will be discounted by three percent, this, what kind of powerful attribute is this?

Without hesitation, Ye Han directly equipped the [Breath of Pure Yang] on his body, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain.

Just as he was about to leave the Netherworld, suddenly, a dark cloud-like foul breath faintly pressed down, and countless ghosts and ghosts in the Netherworld Stream slowly appeared, revealing their true colors.

These ghosts and ghosts are all composed of the souls of the dead creatures of the desolation, and now the Houtu has not yet turned into six reincarnations, so these souls can't find a place to go, they can only wander in the Netherworld, and time is accumulating day by day, so that they have powerful mana one by one.

You must know that these unjust ghosts and ghosts are all devouring souls and primordial spirits, which is also one of the reasons why the people of the sect of Interception threw the body of the Eastern Princes here.

[Grudge]: Level 230, Diamond-level BOSS, Taoxing: 10,000 years!

[Ghost];Level 225, Diamond Boss, Daoxing: 10,000 years!

In just a few breaths, there were thousands of ghosts and ghosts surrounding Ye Han, all of whom were powerful in mana and powerful in the sky.

Suddenly, one of the resentful ghosts suddenly opened his hideous bloody mouth and pounced on Ye Han at a lightning speed, extremely fast!

And the other unjust souls are all pinching spells at this moment, ready to bombard their opponents with spells. These unjust souls were all desolate creatures with mana in their lifetimes, and after they became wandering souls, their mana became even stronger!

However, without waiting for the ghosts and ghosts to make a move, the Pure Yang Sword evolved from the Huolin Sword had already been unsheathed for the first time, turning into the pure yang light in the sky, shining the dim Netherworld Stream like day for a moment, and in the terrible screams, more than half of the ghosts and ghosts were turned into ashes in the screams, and the dead could not die again.

"Huh?"

Ye Han's eyes flashed, he couldn't imagine that the Pure Yang Sword was so powerful than the Huolin Sword, just this sword light, the resentful ghosts and ghosts were killed and injured countless times.

While he was thinking, those resentful ghosts and ghosts rushed to kill again, in a vain attempt to surround Ye Han, devour him, and increase his cultivation!

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

The corners of Ye Han's mouth hooked up a disdainful smile, the Pure Yang Sword turned into thousands of sword shadows, and countless unjust ghosts and ghosts that pounced on him were all burned into ashes flying in the sky in an instant, and they couldn't die anymore......

The battle began and ended quickly, and in just a few rounds, all the ghosts and ghosts were dead, as if they had never existed.

Putting the Pure Yang Sword into the scabbard, Ye Han swept his eyes, and in the pile of garbage that exploded, he saw a codex that only Hongjun Sect had!