Inside the mountain gate, an old man in a golden robe stepped into the air, his eyes were as black as ink, and the invisible coercion was displayed, and suddenly the wind swept around him, and the air flow was agitated. It was as if it had turned into a mighty tide and crushed towards Ye Hao, and in a moment's thought, it seemed to trigger the power of heaven and earth, which made Ye Hao couldn't help but be moved.

If he hadn't known that the Divine Sword Sect was a nine-star force, and there was no Innate Realm powerhouse in the sect, he would have mistaken the person in front of him for an Innate Realm powerhouse.

Ye Hao looked at it at a glance, and he knew the root of this person clearly, the other party was a supreme master of the ninefold peak of the day after tomorrow, and he had even stepped into the innate realm with one foot.

As the momentum around this person's body surged, Ye Hao noticed that the cyan wooden sword he was controlling was faintly stagnant, and Ye Hao had a decisive intention in his heart, and saw that the cyan wooden sword suddenly broke free from the oppression of the golden-robed old man's momentum, and turned into a cyan aurora and circled around the neck of the master of the Divine Sword Gate.

Poof!

The head of the master of the Divine Sword Gate suddenly flew up into the sky, and immediately fell to the ground, the blood on his neck gushed like a spring, and the red blood sprinkled outside the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Gate, and the strong smell of blood suddenly diffused.

The golden-robed old man stepped out of the mountain gate, his eyes were cold, and he fell on Ye Hao and the others like a knife.

"Unforgivable!"

The golden-robed old man shouted angrily, just like Hong Zhong Da Lu, and the rolling sound waves swept out, turning into an invisible coercion and crushing towards Ye Hao and the others.

Ye Hao and Qin Biluo have successively killed the Nine Masters of the Divine Sword Sect, and they have already cultivated an ambitious leopard guts, how can they be suppressed by the other party's momentum.

"A line between water and sky. ”

The bamboo sword in Qin Biluo's hand was raised, and it slashed out horizontally, like a sword dividing the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and suddenly the water surged, cutting towards the golden-robed old man.

The golden-robed old man was about to make a move, when Ye Hao suddenly launched the soul contangle, and the soul cone was fiercely inserted into the other party's mind.

Unexpectedly, the golden-robed old man recovered in less than half a breath, his eyes were cold, and a golden curtain of light intertwined around him, blocking Qin Biluo's sword move.

Ye Hao's thoughts flickered, and the cyan wooden sword suddenly turned into a streamer of light and swept towards the golden-robed old man, floating and fleeting.

"Humph!"

The golden-robed old man snorted coldly, and the golden handprint covered it down, slapping the cyan wooden sword that Ye Hao was controlling to the ground.

"You two will die today. ”

As the golden-robed old man spoke, a dark red long knife appeared in his hand, and there seemed to be an indescribable flame aura permeating the long knife.

"Slanting Moon Slash. ”

The long knife in the old man's hand in the golden robe slashed out diagonally, and the long knife in his hand was like a wisp of dark red flames intertwined, turning into a crescent moon, passing over Qin Biluo, and falling on Ye Hao.

Ye Hao's figure rose into the air, trying to avoid the crescent moon, but it had no effect, the crescent moon seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact, it crossed the space barrier, and it fell into Ye Hao's body in an instant.

"Soul level attack?"

Ye Hao's face was shocked, the other party had clearly not mastered the Divine Soul Martial Arts, but at this moment, Ye Hao clearly sensed that the Leaning Moon Slash had caused damage to his Divine Soul. Moreover, the divine soul attack from the dark red long knife even implied a desolate and rotten artistic conception, eroding Ye Hao's divine soul.

If it weren't for Ye Hao refining enough soul crystals, the power of the divine soul had improved, and the opponent's blow might have severely injured him or even destroyed his soul. Rao is like this, Ye Hao's throat was like blood gushing out, and the other party's blow from the divine soul level caused his heart to hurt, and his breath suddenly withered.

"Is it because of the weapon in his hand?"

Ye Hao's gaze fell on the dark red long knife in the hand of the golden-robed old man, and he secretly guessed in his heart.

And at this moment, the old man in the golden robe was distracted, his eyes fell on Ye Hao, he saw that this acquired seven-fold junior, under his blow, was unscathed, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, and at the same time, the killing intent towards Ye Hao became more and more intense.

Qin Biluo's expression was solemn, the bamboo sword in his hand was raised abruptly, and the blood rain was intertwined, like a breeze and drizzle, falling around the old man in the golden robe.

The dark red long knife in the hand of the golden-robed old man slashed out, and the dark red flames intertwined and stirred, turning into a dark red vortex, and an invisible suction burst out, and the surrounding blood rain suddenly fell uncontrollably into the dark red vortex.

"I'm afraid this person's strength has reached the point where it is extremely close to the innate realm, and ordinary means can't cause fatal damage to him. Ye Hao speculated in his heart about the strength of the other party.

Bang!

At this moment, the dark red vortex in front of the golden-robed old man suddenly turned into a dark red streamer, crashing into Qin Biluo's body, and the energy contained in the dark red vortex was majestic, and as soon as it hit, it knocked Qin Biluo out.

"Try again. ”

Ye Hao's eyes stared at the golden-robed old man, and at the same time, the artistic conception of withering glory in his body was pervasive, surrounding his body. Before, the barren artistic conception implied in the golden robe's divine soul attack, which inspired Ye Hao, and he wanted to try to see if he could integrate his own withered artistic conception into the divine soul attack like the other party. In this way, it may be possible to achieve unexpected results.

In fact, the artistic conception of withering glory that Ye Hao had comprehended had already been integrated into his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, the artistic conception of withering glory was integrated into the power of the divine soul, without the slightest hindrance.

The reason why he so easily integrated the artistic conception of withering glory into the divine soul was because he was already completely familiar with this artistic conception and had already refined it into his body and soul, so he could integrate into the divine soul as soon as his mind moved.

Ye Hao's eyes stared at the golden-robed old man, and in an instant, the Divine Soul Cone in his mind was condensed in just half a breath, since he successfully condensed the Divine Soul Cone for the first time, it was equivalent to imprinting the prototype of the Divine Soul Cone in his Divine Soul, so the Divine Soul Cone could be condensed in a single thought.

At the same time, the invisible artistic conception of withering glory melted into the soul cone, Ye Hao's understanding of the artistic conception of withering glory at this time was already quite profound, if this artistic conception of withering glory was applied to an ancient tree with a lifespan of thousands of years, it could even make this ancient tree wither and decay in an instant.

In the next moment, the soul cone containing the artistic conception of withering glory suddenly fell into the body of the golden-robed old man, and this blow suddenly made the golden-robed old man's soul languishing, his expression sluggish, and even the breath of withering glory and decay diffused from his body.

Qin Biluo seized the opportunity, waved the bamboo sword in his hand, and a drop of blood rain intertwined, as if turning into a blood net, cutting towards the golden-robed old man.

Poof!

A rain of blood fell on the golden-robed old man, and a few blood-colored holes suddenly appeared around him, and the golden robe was dyed blood-red in an instant.

Suddenly, the golden-robed old man came to his senses, his eyes were red, his anger was monstrous, and the aura around him surged, and suddenly the wind and clouds rolled upside down.