Yujian looked at Ye Ling, nodded, took a step, walked out of the starship, held his sword, and stood in front of the hundreds of thousands of alien legions.

"Sword Cultivator, Firebird, it seems that it's you, the supreme Dao genius of the Terran Race, the purple-level assassination target of the Shadow Clan. ”

A person walked out of the legion, with two horns, looking at Ye Ling on the starship with murderous intent on his face.

Ye Ling looked at him lightly, with a smile on his face, and did not respond, what responded to him was the rain sword, a sword, the starry sky was raining, the figure of the rain sword disappeared in the rain, and the next moment, the sword pierced through this alien body, blood splattered, and countless people looked at this scene with a shocked face.

"Kill!"

After a moment, after reacting, a group of aliens slaughtered towards the rain sword, and the rain sword held the sword and rushed into the alien army.

Sword after sword, each sword slash will splash a piece of blood, the rain curtain gradually turned into blood, the rain sword was soaked in blood, but his expression became more and more determined.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the piano, mixed with the rain of blood, lingered among the starry sky, and all aliens who approached the starship died.

In the first battle, after killing for nearly half a day, it stopped, the starry sky was stained with blood, and the corpses were piled up all over the starry sky, a tragic scene, in this piece of corpse stood a person, holding a sword, covered in blood, and his breath was sluggish, as if it had reached the time when the oil ran out.

The sound of the piano stopped, Ye Ling looked at the rain sword, a smile appeared on his face, and with a grasp of the void, he grabbed him back into the starship, and the surrounding void trembled, and disappeared directly into this starry sky.

Another day later, a two-horned alien came with hundreds of thousands of troops, watching this scene with a look of anger.

"Midnight, I'll kill you!"

The sound spread all over the starry sky, but Ye Ling seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace of him again.

About a month later, Ye Ling reappeared, and it was still the same combination, Ye Ling, Rain Sword, and Beacon Fire, and only the Rain Sword was still the one who shot, and one person slaughtered a source star.

In another half a year, Ye Ling appeared in another star field and killed an alien army of more than 100,000 people, and the leader of the alien race on that side was furious and chased and killed, but only found an empty ship.

For twenty consecutive years, Ye Ling, Yujian, and Beacon Fire walked in the starry sky, slaughtering millions of alien races, and dozens of alien gods and martial powers chased and killed Ye Ling, but they couldn't find a trace.

"Whew!"

A starry sky trembled, the void was torn inch by inch, and the two of them walked out in a bird, and the people on a starship in front of them were shocked.

"This is the Sun Shooting Holy Land Realm?" Ye Ling looked at the people on the starship and asked, a group of people were stunned, came back to their senses, nodded, and in the next moment, the void trembled, and Ye Ling had disappeared.

"It's ...... The Way of Space?" A person looked at this scene with a shocked face.

"Could it be that he is the Supreme Dao genius of the Terran Race who has fallen into the Star Field, and he has returned?"

"It should be him, a sword cultivator beside him, and a bird, all the same as in the portrait. ”

......

A group of people said, and then they all reacted and passed the news back to the various forces.

"He's back. ”

In the realm of the Shooting Sun Holy Land, one by one people looked at the news in their hands, and their expressions were all condensed.

"Immediately put eyeliner on each life source star, as long as you see him, report it immediately. ”

Because of an unconfirmed news, countless people moved, waiting for Ye Ling in the Life Source Star one by one, a Supreme Dao genius who had not joined any force, it was a sweet spot for any force, not to mention that Ye Ling's cultivation was still so powerful.

Although they have not entered the Fallen Star Domain in the past twenty years, they are all inquiring about Ye Ling's news, and all the brilliant achievements are recorded in their minds, and they are also transmitted back to their respective forces.

In this way, these forces are paying more and more attention to Ye Ling, and Ye Ling is almost a saint-like figure.

Of course, this is what Ye Ling wants to see, the current situation is even better than he imagined, Ye Ling is walking in the Fallen Star Field with great fanfare, just to let everyone remember him.

He, Ling Ye, has peerless qualifications, and he also wants to let Leng Ye know that he is here in the middle of the night.

In a source star, above an attic, a young man stood, looking at the news from the letter in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and the letter in his hand directly turned into ashes.

"Here he comes. ”

The young man said, and the nine people behind them all stared, and the void trembled.

The nine people turned out to be the existence of the Shenwu Realm, and the young man at the front, at a glance, it was like a vast starry sky, unfathomable, and the nine people faintly had a trace of respect for the young man.

"Commander?" asked an old man who was silent for a moment, and several of them looked at the young man together.

"His name is Ling Ye. The young man said lightly, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, a smile overflowed, and a group of people were shocked.

The young man is Dongyuan, the first Ye Ling came to the Sun-Shooting Holy Land Realm before, and the Hell Legion was reduced to zero, integrated into the entire Sun-Shooting Holy Land Realm, and has developed into a huge force.

And these nine people are the ones who choose to submit to the Hell Legion, in addition to them and the forces behind them.

"Immortal Demon Palace!"

This is the name of the current Hell Legion, a force that can be ranked in the top ten in the realm of the Sun-Shooting Holy Land.

"Yujian, guess what, we have killed so many aliens in the past twenty years, what will they say about us?"

Outside a life source star, Ye Ling looked at the planet in front of him when the starship entered and exited, looked at the rain sword on the side, and said with a smile, the rain sword was slightly stunned, seemed to think for a moment, and then shook his head.

"Since you don't know, let's take a look and see how many forces want us to join?"

Ye Ling said with a smile, as soon as he stepped into the void, the space rippled, and the two of them had already arrived in the Life Source Star.

"Chirp!"

Beacon Fire lay on Ye Ling's shoulder and whispered, Ye Ling touched its head and smiled faintly.

"Beacon fire, the descendants of the Feng clan shouldn't be like you, for more than 20 years, except for a little fat, there is no growth, I have heard that the fire phoenix can resist the fire of heaven and earth. ”

Ye Ling said, the beacon fire roared again, and his head arched on Ye Ling's neck, as if he had been wronged, looking at this scene, Ye Ling shook his head and walked into a city.

As soon as he appeared, the eyes of countless people were focused on Ye Ling, and the street was silent.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ling was stunned, smiled faintly, and walked straight into a restaurant.

"It's him!"

"Quick, inform Elder Li. ”

"There was a sword cultivator beside him, and there was a firebird all the time, exactly like the description, it was him. ”

......

One by one, people reacted, and the originally calm streets became chaotic, and the Taoist sentiment surged, leaving one by one, and leaving one by one, no matter who it was, their eyes stopped on the restaurant next to them.