"Is it really that there is no one in my Lin family?

With the order of the Holy Lord of the Lin Family, the endless Lin Family Golden Armor Guard rushed out.

"Kill!"

The eight sons of the dark leaves took the lead, and Li Taiyi led the green leaves to follow.

The battle of the warriors after breaking the mortal spirit is no longer like the war in the mortal world, they can crack the mountain and crack the stone with a casual blow.

All of a sudden, the Lin family's mountain gate was full of swords and swords, and energy was surging.

However, when the two sides were fighting, there was one person who did not move, and that was the blood wolf.

He is like a hungry wolf who chooses people to eat, he is sloppy about the Lin family, as long as the lives of the people of Qingye and Darkleaf are in danger, he will take action to pinch the other party to death.

"Where is my Lin family's spirit soldier!"

When the Holy Lord of the Lin family saw this situation, he was immediately angry.

With his exclamation, a hundred warriors wearing dark gold armor and riding iron armor came out of the crowd.

These people are wearing face masks on their heads and cannot see their faces.

All of them have strong aura, and their cultivation has reached the battle realm realm, and a few of them have even reached the realm of battle realm, and their aura is connected together, like a whole.

With such a might, even if the Battle Domain Realm successfully fell into their hands, there would only be a dead end.

The spirit soldier is the symbol of the super power, and it is the secret weapon they have cultivated with endless resources.

Ye Chentian's Heavenly Court used to have such a team, and wherever they passed, there was almost no grass, and even the Battle Emperor could kill them.

However, the team of Heavenly Court was not a spirit soldier, but a Dao soldier who was more powerful than a spirit soldier.

"Hmph, is it only your Lin family that has spirit soldiers, where are the Ye family's spirit soldiers?"

With the domineering voice of the Holy Lord of the Ye Family, a team of people suddenly rushed out from the mountain peaks in the distance.

These people were wearing dark blue armor and masks, but their mounts were different from the Lin family's, they rode a fire cloud leopard known for its speed.

"Ye Shengge, are you going to start a war with my Lin family?"

When the Holy Lord of the Lin family saw the spirit soldiers of the Ye family, his face suddenly turned ugly.

A small Ye Chentian, he is naturally fearless, but if the Ye family joins in, it will be difficult to say whether the outcome will be won or lost today.

"Lin Langhai, you don't scare Lao Tzu, Ye Gongzi is the descendant of my Ye family's peerless Tianjiao Ye Xuanyuan, Lao Tzu is Ye Xuanyuan's cousin, Lao Tzu helps him rightfully!"

Ye Shengge appeared in front of the Ye family's spirit soldiers, looking at Lin Langhai angrily, not scared of him at all.

Seeing this scene, the young people Ye Xuan, Ye Chen, and Ye Hanshan in the back were full of enthusiasm, and now they knew that their Holy Lord still had such a side.

"You ......"

Lin Langhai was speechless for a moment, because Ye Shengge was telling the truth.

"Although Ye Gongzi let go of his hands, the spirit soldiers of the Lin family dare to move, and this Holy Lord will let them know why the flowers are so red!"

Ye Shengge patted his chest and said.

Although Ye Chentian was his junior, he did not dare to call himself an elder.

Because he was also one of the few people who knew Ye Chentian's roots, he knew very well how terrifying the young man in front of him was.

"It's hard work!"

After Ye Chentian finished speaking, wisps of black qi suddenly escaped from his palm, and in an instant, he penetrated into Lin Wushen's facial features.

"Ah......h

Lin Wushen's limbs suddenly stiffened, and his whole body trembled.

"Ye Chentian, he is your own uncle, how can you do it?"

The Holy Lord of the Lin Family and Lin Song roared angrily at each other.

At this time, a young woman holding a white cat came slowly from a distance.

But Ye Chentian didn't even look at them, but was quietly searching for his soul, because he wanted to find the whereabouts of his father's bones from Lin Wushen's memory.

In the process of searching, he inevitably saw his father's tragedy and heroism, as well as his miserable end.

He single-handedly blocked the killer of the Lin family, and was finally killed by Ling Chi.

"He cried ......"

Everyone suddenly found that Ye Chentian was in tears.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

When my father fell, he was still young, and he couldn't remember it at all.

The last time was when he fell into the whirlpool of demons, he turned over the memories hidden in his heart, but the father he saw at that time was not real.

This time was different, he was the real father he saw from Lin Wushen's memory.

Although this man did not raise him for a day, this did not prevent him from respecting and missing him.

"Brother Ye!"

Jiang Luohan saw Ye Chentian crying, feeling that his heart was aching as if he was being twisted by a knife, and couldn't help but rush towards Ye Chentian, but was hugged by Li Ningmeng.

It was also at this time that a faint red glow rose from Ye Chentian's body, and at the same time, he opened his eyes.

It was a pair of cold and merciless rune eyes!

"Condensed into a real murderous aura?"

At this time, the onlookers from a distance appeared one after another, because they knew that there was no point in hiding, and it was better to watch the battle openly.

"It's not murderous, it's a murderous aura that is more difficult to condense than murderous energy!"

Someone corrected.

"A bunch of fools, anger can be condensed into substance, it is no longer anger, but evil anger!"

A man with white spots on his face hidden in the void sneered.

"Sixth, can your anger be condensed into substance?"

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared beside the white-spotted man.

"Naturally not!"

"Then why could he?"

The Shadow asked again.

He ...... How is it possible, how old is he, and no matter how many people he kills, it is impossible to make the evil qi materialize!"

The white-spotted man named Lao Liu realized it later, and a look of horror suddenly appeared on his face.

"This is weird, my bloody clothes building may really kick the iron plate this time!"

The dark shadow sighed heavily.

In front of the gate of Lin Jiashan, Ye Chentian pinched Lin Wushen's neck and lifted him up.

"Your crimes, even if I kill you ten thousand times, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Ye Chentiansen's cold gaze was like two sharp blades, piercing into Lin Wushen's heart.

But Lin Wushen was not afraid.

"If you have the ability, you will kill me, no matter how powerful you are in the future, you will be charged with slaughtering your own uncle!"

Lin Wushen knew that he was going to die, and his face showed a look of madness, and he roared as he broke the jar.

"What is it to kill my uncle, dare to hurt my dearest, even on this day, I dare to slaughter!"

Ye Chentian looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of unyielding and cold.

Thundered!

I don't know if it was his bold words that angered the heavens, or for some other reason, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky and fell straight down on him.

Ye Chentian frowned, and directly sacrificed the Black Demon Ding to block it.

"My eldest brother, it's okay to keep a low profile, you are one of the realm lords of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, be cautious, I don't want the Gale Continent to be buried with you!"

Xiao Yun complained to Ye Chentian through the ripples of his heart.

"Don't worry, you can't die!"

After Ye Chentian responded to Xiaoyun, he directly raised his hand and punched out dozens of jade-colored leaves, which were his exclusive domain stones.

Soon, a small field was formed.

Ye Chentian shook his hand and threw Lin Wushen out, and an energy cross suddenly appeared in the field.

Ye Chentian waved his hand again, and dozens of rune spikes flew out, nailing Lin Wushen to the cross.