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Chapter 1047: A New Blood Soul

"Hundred Demon Palms!"

An indifferent voice came from the void.

The voice fell, and in the void, a hundred palm marks appeared, each of which seemed to be covered with black flames.

A hundred palm imprints converged into one, forming a palm imprint that was thousands of feet high.

And in the center of there, there was a vicious wolf head with a bloody mouth, spewing out black smoke.

In the space, a mighty force swept around.

The palm of the Hundred Demons quickly collided with the Finger Trick of the Great Demon Prisoner.

Facing the other party's move, Ye Qingyun took out the last trace of spiritual power in his body, and when he started working, the sound of thunder sounded from his body.

At this moment, he cast the Great Thunder Alchemy Technique.

The defense is also ten times higher!

The Soul Emperor's move Hundred Demon Palm was extremely powerful, much higher than Ye Qingyun's Great Demon Prison Heaven Finger Technique, and after the collision, a breath of destruction of the world and the earth came from the surface.

This is also because Ye Qingyun's cultivation is too low, if his cultivation is the same as the Soul Emperor's soul seal at this moment, then this trick of the Great Demon Prisoner Heaven at this moment is enough to make the Soul Emperor suffer!

But unfortunately, the two sides are not the same cultivators.

Rumble!

In the void, the scalp of a finger composed of undead dragons was opened, and the layers were broken, and the fine diamond-shaped dragon scales on the fingers were also rolled up one by one, and finally fell down like flowers.

Blood dripped from it.

The middle finger on Ye Qingyun's right hand also seeped blood.

His figure kept receding.

Smoke and dust billowed out, and terrifying energy fluctuations still spread around.

"It's terrifying!" people's eyes trembled suddenly, and their hearts were shocked, they didn't expect Ye Qingyun to really be able to resist the Soul Emperor's move!

"You're not dead?"

A shocked voice was heard in the void.

Obviously, the Soul Emperor thought that Ye Qingyun would definitely die under his own move.

But things were unexpected, Ye Qingyun did not die, but was only hurt a little.

"It's better not to die, next, you will bear my second palm!"

"Thousand Demon Palms!"

A somber voice came from above.

By this time, everyone knew that the spiritual power in Ye Qingyun's body had been exhausted.

Now he has no power to resist, and it is impossible for him to catch the Thousand Demon Palm of the Soul Emperor, which is even more powerful than the previous move.

No one knows what the Soul Emperor is thinking at this moment.

In his eyes, Ye Qingyun is too perverted, if he is allowed to grow up like this, he is afraid that he will reach his height in the future.

"This son has decided not to stay!"

With Ye Qingyun's talent, maybe he can really go there.

"Big Thunder, help me. Ye Qingyun said to Da Lei, now he pins everything on Da Lei.

"Okay!" Da Lei nodded heavily, however, he was about to make a move, but he was stunned.

Ye Qingyun also discovered that the power of the faint bloodline in his body was surging wildly at this moment, looking like that, it seemed to be condensed into a blood soul!

"It's ......"

The power of this bloodline comes from my mother!

For a long time, Ye Qingyun had been curious about what bloodline his mother had given him?

It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood that this bloodline must be extraordinary.

"Seems like something is missing. Ye Qingyun, is there any elixir? Hurry up and devour the elixir, and use the power of the elixir to help the power of this bloodline condense into a blood soul!" Da Lei felt it carefully, and then said quickly.

Ye Qingyun also felt this.

The vague blood force in his body seemed to have been stimulated by something, and he wanted to be born, but he was still a little short of energy.

Behind Ye Qingyun, a black vortex resurfaced.

That's his blood-devouring soul!

The Devouring Blood Soul was running wildly, absorbing the power of the surrounding heaven and earth.

Ye Qingyun suddenly sent an ancient ring, and suddenly, a thousand pills appeared in the void.

Everyone looked at this scene, and their eyes widened.

The worst of these pills have seven grades.

"Where did this guy get such an elixir? Could it be that he is an alchemist, or a high-level alchemist?"

In the eyes of others, these pills are extremely precious, and these pills are very powerful.

Ordinary martial artists need two or three hours to refine one piece, and they dare not take more because their bodies can't bear it.

Someone once stupidly took ten pills and finally broke out, which is called death.

Could it be that the young man in white wanted to take more than a thousand pills at a time?

Next, Ye Qingyun's movements told them the answer.

With a wave of his sleeves, the thousands of pills suspended in the void turned into rays of light, and then landed in his mouth in unison.

Suddenly, a majestic spiritual power was born in Ye Qingyun's body.

"Oh my God! he actually took thousands of pills at once!"

Ye Qingyun did this, because his body was strong, since he cultivated the Great Thunder Refining Body, his body had become stronger, and he himself had the blood of the undead dragon in his body, and he was naturally not afraid of the violent body if he devoured these pills.

After taking it, the power of the faint bloodline in the body also quickly condensed, as if something was about to be born.

"Boy, at this time, are you still doing meaningless things? Your life, I want it!"

Above, the Soul Emperor made an eerie voice, in his eyes, even if Ye Qingyun could devour a thousand, even ten thousand pills would be useless.

Because soon the other party will turn into a white corpse.

A terrifying wave of spiritual power suddenly erupted in the void.

"Thousand Demon Palms!"

The eerie voice of the Soul Emperor came like a gust of wind.

A thousand palm marks suddenly appeared in the void, and just like just now, each palm mark carried terrifying energy fluctuations.

In this way, the whole space seems to be shattered, which is very terrifying.

The Thousand Palm Marks quickly coalesced together, forming a thousand-foot palm, and in the palm of that palm there was a vicious wolf, constantly roaring.

"Give me death!"

The Soul Emperor said indifferently, his voice filled with monstrous killing intent.

Just when the 10,000-zhang palm imprint came, the power of the faint bloodline in Ye Qingyun's body finally formed a blood soul.

There was a flicker on his back, and the blood-devouring soul vanished, and something else appeared.

This turned out to be a person!

A headless man.

However, it is more accurate to say that there is a flame above the neck, and the flame is actually golden, and it looks sacred.

The man was illusory, but it looked real, he was dressed in a golden robe, and a golden sword was at his waist.

The sword is like the sun, banishing the darkness.