Sword Pavilion, Holy Lord Simon Tempest has already received the news that the heads of the three major forces were killed by Ye Yunxiao.

His face turned pale, and he never thought that these three major forces encircled and suppressed Ye Yunxiao, not only in vain, but all of them got in.

"Father, why are these three forces so weak? It was served by Ye Yunxiao, it was really useless. Simon said with a sword of shock and fear.

Ximen Hurricane's expression was hideous, and he said: "It's not that they are too weak, it's that Ye Yunxiao's strength is probably still above our expectations, fortunately, we didn't rush to besiege him, otherwise, it would be our Sword Pavilion who would be embarrassed." ”

"What then? If this son doesn't die, it will always be a big trouble for our Sword Pavilion. Simon gritted his teeth and said.

Ximen Hurricane laughed and said: "One sword, is it possible that you think that the three leaders of the Blood Killing Building, the Hanging Temple and the Wangtian Mansion are the most powerful?" ”

"Isn't it?" Simon was stunned.

"Of course not, if the top spiritual forces of these three kingdoms were just like this, it would not be possible to survive until now, since the father has set up this bureau, he has already taken into account all aspects, and as soon as the three major leaders die, their secret killing weapons will definitely be released."

Ximen Storm was stunned, the expression on his face became proud, and he continued: "At that time, Ye Yunxiao will face an even more terrifying siege from the three major forces, and if he takes 10,000 steps back, even if he can't die, he will have to lose half his life." ”

"At that time, it's our turn to make a move, and we can easily kill Ye Yunxiao."

"Father is wise." Simon was overjoyed with his sword and patted his ass.

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Time flies like a white horse, and a month flies by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, 10,000 meters deep in the spiritual veins of the sea.

Tens of thousands of pieces of spiritual jade turned into powder at the same time, Ye Yunxiao was naked, and his neat short hair grew to waist-length in January.

His body full of power seemed to contain the power of the wilderness, and the spirit patterns on it were intertwined, as if it was evolving infinite mysteries.

"Boom"

In Ye Yunxiao's dantian, the golden pill that passed through the sky turned into ten thousand golden rays.

At the same time, a villain who looked exactly like Ye Yunxiao was sitting cross-legged in his dantian.

Break the pill into a baby!

At this moment, Ye Yunxiao finally stepped into the Yuanying Realm.

As long as there are enough resources, there is no bottleneck in his body at all.

However, it is a pity that the resources required from the Yuan Infant Realm to the Distraction Realm are hundreds of times that of Jin Dan to the Yuan Infant Realm.

With the current resources of the entire mortal world, they may not be able to get together.

Ye Yunxiao took out a set of clothes from the Sumeru ring and changed into them, and returned to the surface from the depths of the sea.

As soon as he broke out of the seawater, Ye Yunxiao smelled a strong smell of blood.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw more than a dozen corpses floating on the sea not far away.

The corpses were mutilated and had stained the surrounding waters blood-red.

A few sharks smelled blood and were rushing towards it.

When Ye Yunxiao raised his hand, these sharks turned their white bellies and did not move.

Immediately, he floated into the void and stared at the corpse in the water.

Suddenly, he struck out a spiritual trick, and on these corpses, there was a unique spiritual power mark lit up.

"East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance!" Ye Yunxiao raised his eyebrows.

All the monks who joined the East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance had his unique spiritual power imprint on their bodies.

Who would dare to kill the monks of the East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance?

Ye Yunxiao's heart moved, took off the sword, and left in an instant.

At this time, Wanjian Island, where the headquarters of the East China Sea Scattered Repair Alliance is located.

It is said that it is an island, but in fact, it is connected by hundreds of giant warships.

It can be said that this is a huge sea fortress.

At this time, Wanjian Island was in a hellish situation.

Tens of thousands of people have invaded Wankan Island and are engaged in a fierce struggle with the spiritual cultivators of the East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

These people are like steel and iron bones, ordinary swords, and they can't cut at all.

Moreover, they don't seem to have any pain, they don't have any thinking skills, they only know killing.

In the central area, the alliance leader Baimei Dao Chang was covered in blood, and retreated again and again under the siege of the three golden armor puppets.

"Daoist Baimei, you better kneel down obediently and surrender, if you don't surrender, you monks of the East China Sea Scattered Cultivation Alliance will die." At this time, an old monk with a white beard reaching his chest said gloomily.

"I'd rather die standing than live on my knees, you are proud for a while, when my young master comes back, your hanging temple is not like a lost dog, panic all day, I think, it is you who should surrender." The white-eyed Taoist shouted angrily.

"You are really daydreaming, Ye Yunxiao killed my abbot of the Hanging Temple, even if he goes to heaven and earth, he will definitely die." The old monk snapped.

The white-eyed Taoist gritted his teeth, let out a low shout, and his spiritual power exploded, cutting off the head of a gold-armored puppet.

But at the same time, he was hit by two other gold-armored golems.

Suddenly, blood surged from his mouth and nose, and the whole person fell to the ground in a state of slump.

"Say, where is Ye Yunxiao?" The old monk walked up to the Baimei Taoist and asked condescendingly.

"Phew"

The white-eyed Dao Chang spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his eyes full of disdain.

"Bastard, it's really a toast and don't drink and drink a penalty wine." The old monk was furious, he raised one foot and slammed it on the palm of the white-eyed Taoist.

"Click"

The white-eyed Taoist screamed miserably, ten fingers connected to his heart, even if he was a monk, such pain was unbearable.

When the old monk raised his foot, he saw that the fingers and palms of the white-eyed Daoist had all turned into a bloody skin.

"Do you want to talk about it now?" The old monk asked coldly.

"You devils, you're going to hell." The white-eyed Taoist priest hissed while breaking out in a cold sweat.

As soon as the old monk raised his hand, his spiritual power turned into a blade, and he actually cut open the heart of the white-eyed Taoist little by little, revealing the beating heart inside.

"If you don't say it, the poor monk will burst your heart." The old monk said fiercely.

The white-eyed Taoist closed his eyes and said nothing.

His heart was full of fear, but he didn't know why, he calmed down when he thought of Ye Yunxiao.

"Okay, very good, since you are so tough, then go and die, and everyone, they all have to be buried with you." The old monk was extremely angry, and the murderous machine shook the sky.

With that, he turned his palm into a claw and grabbed the heart of the white-eyed Dao Chief.

But just as he was about to pinch and burst, suddenly, he felt his strength run out, and his hand actually lost its sense.

What's going on?

The old monk was a little dazed.

But in the next second, blood spurted out.

And his hand actually fell on the deck.

At this time, he was shocked to find that his hand had detached from his body.

The old monk screamed bitterly, and he shouted, "Who, who? ”

However, it was ten thousand sword lights that answered him.

The puppets who were killing, at the same time their heads moved.

"Aren't you looking for a deity? The deity is here, how are you doing? A cold voice suddenly sounded.

In an instant, a figure tore through the space and stepped out.

But it's not Ye Yunxiao, who is it?

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