"Click!"

At this moment, inside the palace, which was already full of holes, the earth cracked, and huge cracks emerged.

Everyone was shocked to find that blood light actually rose from the cracks.

"Roar!"

For a moment, there seemed to be a roar of ten thousand dragons, and the sound was earth-shattering, and even Ye Hao's footprints couldn't fall.

"Whoa!"

In an instant, countless blood rushed out of the ground like a fountain, converging towards the sea refining light.

And his aura is also frantically recovering at this moment, constantly climbing.

"This is!" someone in the crowd exclaimed, and suddenly said, "This is the power of the Hai family's blood pool." ”

"Blood pool, isn't that the important place where the Hai family awakens the bloodline?"

"Legend has it that the blood pool condenses the blood of countless ancestors, which contains the will of the ancestors, until the time of life and death, the king of Donghua can personally cast the blood burning, and awaken the power condensed in the blood pool with the blood of countless clansmen. ”

"This technique is extremely cruel, once it is used, as long as it is the bloodline of the Hai family, it will be ninety percent dead, in exchange for a short period of strength. ”

This practice is despised, this is to exchange the lives of their own people for their own life, and there will be a period of weakness after the cast, and the cost is very large.

But at this time, Hai Lianguang couldn't care about anything.

Countless blood flowed, converging towards the sea refining light.

In an instant, his huge body recovered again, only this time it seemed to be wrapped in blood, and the whole person turned into a blood dragon.

"Ahh

Hai Lianguang let out a terrible scream from his mouth, because the ancestral will remaining in his bloodline was extremely mixed, as if there were countless people roaring in his mind.

He was almost tortured, and he went straight crazy.

But his aura not only recovered at this moment, but he actually stepped further into the Grandmaster Realm Nine Heavens.

"Hmph, I can't imagine that you, the lord of a domain, would do such a shameless thing. Ye Hao stood in mid-air and spoke indifferently, his voice full of mockery and sarcasm.

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't die, only you die today, and I will use your head to pay tribute to my sacrificed people. Hai Lianguang's huge pupils completely turned bloody, and there was an echo in his words, as if countless people were speaking at the same time.

"Shamelessness is shamelessness!" Ye Hao shook his head, "Even if you catch up with your clansmen, the result will not change in the slightest." ”

After speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted softly, "The sword is coming!"

"Buzz!"

Heaven and earth trembled violently, and this voice was like a supreme holy decree, directly causing all the weapons in the entire palace to tremble.

"Whoosh!"

A long sword stuck in the ground trembled, and it was the first to shoot up.

Immediately after that, like a chain reaction, countless weapons flew out, not only swords, but also knives, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of weapons flew away.

There were a total of 50,000 warriors on the martial arts arena in the entire Imperial City, each of them had weapons in their hands, and 50,000 weapons flew into the sky, what kind of scene was that.

Shock!

This is the only feeling in the hearts of the people.

The weapons in the sky seemed to turn into a torrent, hovering above Ye Hao's head, mighty and mighty, like a sword river.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rests!" The cold voice resounded from Ye Hao's mouth, and suddenly ten thousand swords rang out, and the long river shook, as if there was a terrifying force brewing in it.

The raindrops in the void appeared, and the shade was extremely red. Like blood.

"Look up, the bones are like a mountain, and the river is like blood. Ye Hao seemed to be a scholar, reciting poems with his hands behind his back.

But as soon as these words came out, blood and rain poured all over the sky, and the thousand-foot-long river actually began to redden, and countless corpses were faintly floating in it, revealing an extremely tragic battle.

A breath of slaughter and depression spread, making people's hearts heavy, as if they had lost everything.

"Not good!" Hai Lianguang's pupils shrank, he clearly felt that the aura of the Sword River behind Ye Hao was constantly increasing, and a sense of death crisis enveloped his heart, if he didn't make a quick move, it was very likely that he would die.

"Blood Dragon Devouring the Sky!"

He burst into a loud snort, the blood around his body was boiling, and a boundless blood dragon cut through the void, opening its mouth like a mountain and devouring it towards Ye Hao.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as he can completely kill Ye Hao, then the sword river will naturally be self-defeating.

However, just as he was making a move, Ye Hao's eyes were indifferent, and he spoke again.

"Huafa was born early and empty, a funeral song, full!

The third style of the Nine Swords of Killing the Sky, full of Jianghong!

How powerful the Nine Swords of Heaven Killing are because Ye Hao comprehended the godless realm in his previous life, and there are a total of nine styles, one of which is stronger than the other.

Facing the black demon general Jia Luo before, Ye Hao forcibly used the fourth sword to the sky, and almost collapsed physically.

After that, his strength greatly improved, although he also used the fourth sword, but he could suppress the sword intent in it, after all, even if Ye Hao used the artistic conception of the great emperor and the powerhouse, he would have to pay a huge price even if Ye Hao used it himself, and in the long run, it was even possible to damage the divine soul, so that the heart of the martial arts was traced, and it would be more difficult to break through.

Although this third sword is not as powerful as the fourth sword, it is equally powerful, full of tragic and tragic artistic conception.

As Ye Hao's last word spit out, the entire Sword River had completely turned into a blood-red color, rolling and tumbling, like a torrent rushing towards the blood-colored dragon.

Hai Lianguang's blow was also extremely powerful, and his mouth was wide open, as if he could swallow heaven and earth, and he actually swallowed it towards the blood-colored torrent.

Ye Hao's sword river is so powerful, how can he swallow it in one bite?

Hearing only a boom, the torrent of the sword path rushed into the big mouth, and everything in its path was torn to pieces.

"No!"

A terrible scream came, and it wasn't until it collided with Ye Hao's sword that Hai Lianguang understood the horror of this sword.

He didn't expect that he would still fall here after he had even used the secret art of the Blood Sacrifice Clan.

With a thick sense of unwillingness and remorse, the screams stopped abruptly.

The blood-colored dragon comparable to the Nine Heavens of the Grandmaster Realm only took a slight pause, and then it started from its skull, and disintegrated like ice and snow melting.

A huge roar sounded, and the sword path torrent rushed out thousands of zhang away, turning a large area of the palace into pieces, countless mountain peaks collapsed, ancient trees disappeared, and finally the earth was plowed out of terrifying ravines before it completely dissipated.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the huge figure of the Void Sea Refining Light in the sky completely disappeared, only the scattered fragments on the ground still proved that he once existed.

For a moment, the audience was silent.

No one could have imagined that the master of the dignified Donghua Domain, Donghua Wang Hai Lianguang, would die in the hands of a martial arts realm.

At this time, Ye Hao was hunting in white, standing in mid-air, and only the wind and thunder of his wings trembling between heaven and earth were heard.

He was like a god of the Nine Heavens, exuding an unrivaled divine might.

In the year 4976 of the Donghua calendar, Ye killed the heavenly monarch in the royal capital, and killed tens of thousands of Wujiaowei coalition troops with a sword.

Since then, the Hai family has been destroyed, and the royal family has changed hands.

When the news came out, Donghua was shocked.

(End of chapter)