Chapter 1839: The Land of the Grim Reaper

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"I said, you all have to die!"

The cold voice fell, and the next moment, Ye Qingyun took a step, the golden sword in his hand trembled, and a sword qi burst out from the sword body and fell on the person in front of him.

This purple saint is very jealous, when he saw Ye Rou's appearance before, he was extremely jealous, how could Ye Qingyun let her go?

A sword slashed hard.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, as long as a hundred zhang, and it fell on the purple saint in a mighty way.

The Purple Sage couldn't resist this violent sword qi at all, and the next moment, with a bang, his body exploded!

With just such a sword, Ye Qingyun killed the Purple Saint, who was ranked seventy-seventh on the Hidden Dragon List!

When the warriors around saw this scene, their faces were shocked.

After Ye Qingyun finished this step, his body trembled, and he quickly disappeared into the sky.

Now, Ye Rou has been taken away by a mysterious old man.

Ye Qingyun estimated that Ye Rou should be in the Mountain of the Gods at this moment!

Next, there was one more thing he hadn't done!

That's to kill the national teacher of the Black Wind Empire!

He is now in the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain, and the Black Wind Empire is in the Wind Demon Emperor Domain!

The Flame Divine Fire could allow him to instantly transfer to other Emperor Domains in half a year, and there was still a lot of time before the last transfer.

"Behind the Black Wind Empire is the Burial Sword Society, and the Burial Sword Society is one of the three top forces in the Wind Demon Emperor Domain!" Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered: "It is very difficult to deal with them with my single strength, so during this period of time, I need to recruit troops!"

That's right, the power of one person is limited after all!

Therefore, Ye Qingyun needs to recruit martial artists during this time, and the cultivation of these martial artists is at least at the level of the Star Realm!

"I wonder how my father is now?" He remembered that his father Ye Zhan was already recruiting, and he didn't know how the latter was doing?

Ye Qingyun first casually inquired about the division of forces in the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain.

Soon, he knew that there were three major forces in the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain, namely the Sword Tower, the Phoenix Temple, and the Land of Sword!

For him, now it can only be one step at a time.

He went all the way to the west, and when he entered, he suddenly found a mysterious person, and behind the mysterious person were more than a dozen warriors in blood-red robes, all of them wearing a blood-red mask with a blood-colored mist, which made them look extremely strange.

And they all had a long sword at their waists.

It seems to come from a force.

Ye Qingyun talked to the other party for a few words.

The man said, "I have exchanged my ten years of life for fifteen Death Swordsmen!"

"Death Swordsman?" Ye Qingyun was slightly stunned, and then asked, "What is a Death God Swordsman?"

"How can you be willing to trade ten years of life for these fifteen Death Swordsmen?"

Ye Qingyun could see that the worst cultivation of these fifteen Death God Swordsmen was all in the Star Realm, and their sword talent was very strong.

"I'm here for revenge!" the man said.

"It is rumored that the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain is the land of the Death God Sword King, as long as you sacrifice his life, then he will give you the Death God Sword! And the age limit is one year! During this year, the Death God Sword will listen to you!"

"I always thought it was a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

The man said a little excitedly, for revenge, he can give everything, not to mention just a broken ten years of life?

For him, it's too good a deal.

"I also want revenge, I don't know how I can see the Death God Sword King?" Ye Qingyun asked again and again.

"That Death Sword King is in the Land of Death, the Land of Death is the largest forbidden place in the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain! At that time, I was also lucky to see the Death God Sword King!" After the man said this, he hurriedly left with more than a dozen martial artists, looking like that, it was obvious that he was going to take revenge.

"Death Sword King, Land of Death?" Ye Qingyun's eyes flickered, and he immediately spit out two words softly from his mouth: "Interesting!"

Next, he headed all the way west, to the Land of the Dead.

The Land of the Grim Reaper is the largest forbidden place in the Sword Spirit Emperor Domain.

Two days later, an emaciated figure appeared in the Land of Death.

The man wore a bronze mask, revealing only a pair of eyes as black as black gems.

The eyes are extraordinarily bright.

This person is Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun raised his head, looked ahead, and without saying a word, he took a step forward and walked in.

As soon as I entered, a dark wind struck.

The scene in front of him made Ye Qingyun slightly stunned.

It's a blood-red land that stretches as far as the eye can see.

And in this land, there are countless blood-red swords, buzzing, and the sound of the sword resounding through the heavens and the earth, it is so loud.

There was a hole under the sword, and blood-red mist emerged from it.

Ye Qingyun walked forward, lowered his head, and looked at the holes below, his pupils twitched slightly, because he found that there was something on these holes.

It's like a human head!

The scene in front of me is terrifying.

"This is a formation!"

When Ye Qingyun was walking around, after about a stick of incense, he found that he had walked back to his original position, and his face changed slightly.

"Devouring Eye, open!"

The voice fell, and the black eyes instantly turned milky white, exuding bursts of pupil power, echoing in the surroundings.

The Devouring Eye opened in an instant.

Ye Qingyun quickly discovered the eye of the formation in the formation.

He quickly cracked the eye, then walked forward again, casting a ghostly form.

From a distance, you can see that his figure is floating around, and his whereabouts are elusive.

His figure trembled slightly, and the next moment, his figure appeared in the void, and when he looked up again, he found that he had come to a small palace.

In front of the palace was a golden throne.

There was a skeleton on the throne, and suddenly, a cloud of white smoke emanated from the skeleton.

Then, to his horror, he found that little by little blood was growing on the skeleton's body.

It was an extremely burly middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had an extremely vicissitudes of life, as if he had gone through the ruthless sharpness of the years, he raised his head, looked at Ye Qingyun, and asked: "You are qualified, as long as you dedicate your life, I will give you a large number of Death Swordsmen!"

"How many years do you have to dedicate, and how many Death Swordsmen do you want!"

The voice was hoarse.

Ye Qingyun raised his head, looked at this strange scene, and said, "I want to know the strength of the Death God Swordsman!"

"Strength, any one of them is stronger than you!" the middle-aged man said lightly.

"Really?" Ye Qingyun sneered when he heard this: "I don't believe it." โ€

"Then you can give it a try!" the middle-aged man said suddenly, and a pair of eyes suddenly burst into bright light.