Ye Zichuan stood under the stars and moon, his posture was slender and straight, his face was delicate and handsome, and there was no change from a hundred years ago, but no one could see the vicissitudes and profundity under his eyes.

This is even more terrible than hell, a person who has been dead for a hundred years, at this time, he actually appeared alive in front of them, full of life, blood and qi like a boiling volcano, where is there half a dead person?

The starry sky had completely stopped, and everyone was stunned, looking at the man who had stirred the heavens, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Many people have seen the scene of Ye Zichuan dying at the hands of the Demon Respect Building, a punch was shattered, the body exploded, and the soul was also strangled, it can be said that he can't die.

But now, he is alive here, which makes people feel like a dream, but it is so real.

Ye Zichuan's eyes were as terrifying as a heavenly sword, tearing the starry sky, staring directly at Jianlong and these people, and finally stopped at the handsome and somewhat demonic, feminine man.

After leaving the White Emperor City, he rushed all the way to this side wearing the stars and the moon, but fortunately he was not late, otherwise, he couldn't imagine what would become of this place.

His gaze looked at the top of Wangchuan City, where a white dress looked so slender and weak at this time, and he didn't know how she survived as a woman in the past hundred years?

Especially the long hair that was as white as snow, which made Ye Zichuan's heart hurt fiercely, and his heartbeat almost stopped!

I don't know what kind of blow and suffering she suffered, her black green silk turned into long snow-white hair.

And the generals on the city wall, after experiencing the initial sluggishness and stunned, were short of breath at this time, their eyes were red, and the hands holding the spears of the war were trembling.

"Demon Lord Wushuang!" a warlord waved the battle in his hand, his blood boiling all over his body, and at this time he let out a heart-rending roar.

"Demon Lord Wushuang!" Immediately after, the entire Wangchuan City exploded, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers roared in the sky, roaring thousands of miles of starry sky and shaking the entire border wilderness!

"Demon Lord Wushuang!" "Demon Lord Wushuang!"

The earth-shattering roar from Wangchuan City had not yet fallen, and a roar that made the galaxy tremble sounded from other cities, one after another, like a Great Wall that ignited a beacon fire, connecting into one piece and breaking through the nine skies!

This scene is too shocking, one person returns, tens of millions of soldiers are excited and crazy, and the fifty cities in the border wilderness built by the demon court are boiling, in such a shocking way, to welcome the return of the demon lord!

In this world, who can stop his footsteps, and who can stop the footsteps of the Demon Court? This is destined to be an era that belongs to one person alone, singing straight up, leaving others far behind.

Ye Zichuan's gaze stayed on Jian Long and the others, and finally fixed on the feminine and handsome man, and sneered: "I heard that you want to kill me with one hand? Come on, let me see, how many catties and taels do you have, and how much strength is it worth me to use?"

The feminine man's face became extremely ugly at this time, how could he not know about the legend of Ye Zichuan? He has been praised by countless people as the first person of the younger generation in the heavens, and it is a big mountain that weighs on everyone's hearts.

He said wildly before, threatening to kill Ye Zichuan with one hand, just to see that Ye Zichuan was already dead and couldn't die anymore, so he came out to slap his swollen face and become fat, and now when he saw the real protagonist coming, his heart had begun to tremble.

Someone who can't even kill a heavy building, will he be an opponent?

But he was really unwilling to give up like this, the woman at the head of the city was so attractive, he had never seen a woman so good in so many years, which made him really tempted.

"Confiscate the Fifty Cities of the Demon Court, this is the decree of the Burial Moon Tianzun himself, do you want to resist the decree?"

Hearing the name Burial Moon Tianzun, Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold, shining in the starry sky like cold electricity: "Burial Moon Tianzun, sooner or later I will behead him!"

Rumble!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, Ye Zichuan's wild words surprised everyone, but no one doubted the truth of his words, with his current potential, it is almost a sure thing to win Tianzun, once the enlightenment is successful, compared to Zhenwu Tianzun, it is only stronger than Zhenwu Tianzun, a titled Tianzun is powerful, but whether it can stop Ye Zichuan is really unknown.

"The woman who deceived me in the Demon Court, and still wanted to touch me Ye Zichuan, there was only a dead end!" Ye Zichuan's feet were intertwined with mysterious lines, exerting the ancient magic power of shrinking the ground into inches, and the whole person turned into a ray of light and disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the feminine man, and the raised palm smashed down like a dragon monument.

"I've arrived at the Emperor Realm, what can you do to me if you're strong?" The feminine man shouted, his eyebrows bloomed with immeasurable divine light at this time, and a terrifying aura surged, and a divine soul villain wearing a battle robe and holding a heavenly sword stepped out of his eyebrows, and a breath that made everyone tremble was permeating.

"Divine Soul Soldier?" Ye Zichuan looked at the battle robe and heavenly sword on the Divine Soul villain, his eyes condensed.

There are countless treasures in the world, there are natal divine weapons that accompany the monk's life, and there are also some other very special divine weapons, just like this divine soul soldier, which is specially created for the divine soul, each of which is the sky-high price of the divine soul, worn on the divine soul, the power of blessing is terrifying, and it can definitely cross several steps to kill strong enemies.

There are two Divine Soul Soldiers in the Burial Soul, which is enough to see the Burial Moon Tianzun's favor for him.

Ye Zichuan was still not afraid, and his eyebrows were also shining at this time, and a small figure with bright glass walked out of it, becoming more condensed than a hundred years ago, almost a miniature version of Ye Zichuan, his body was the same as Ye Zichuan, and his thoughts were as vast as the ocean.

Obviously, his divine soul had become even more terrifying after experiencing a real death, and this level of condensation alone could leave countless people in the dust.

There are no complicated moves, Ye Zichuan's divine soul took one step at a time, there was a kind of indomitable fearlessness, and the momentum was like a rainbow, so he hit a simple and unpretentious punch, colliding with the heavenly sword that was split down by the soul of the burial god.

Sonor!

The terrible metal trembled loudly, piercing through the golden cracked stones, and the avenue rippled and rippled, flooding with monstrous fluctuations.

Ye Zichuan's divine soul is like a divine gold cast, and like his physical body, it is hard and a little terrifying, and he hardly shakes the soul soldier of the underworld with his bare hands, and he has not been damaged in the slightest.

Boom! Boom!

Punch after punch, Ye Zichuan's soul was only a few inches high, but at this time, there was a kind of terrifying power, every punch blasted out with the sound of wind and thunder, as if it was pushing the world to go, and the majestic power was like a heavy storm rushing towards the face, and the depressed people were almost suffocated.

After nine punches fell in a row, what shocked everyone was that the Heavenly Sword held by the Burial Spirit was smashed alive and exploded into pieces, and even the battle robe on his body was full of cracks at this time, losing its charm and completely becoming a waste product.

This scene of lightning and flint stunned everyone, and they completely lost their speech.

What kind of powerful divine soul must this be, able to make the soul soldiers alive and small? He is simply a divine soul weapon in itself, comparable to divine gold!

Ye Zichuan's Divine Soul Villain stretched out a hand, and his hair reached the sky, as if he had pinched the entire universe in the palm of his hand, and grabbed it towards the Divine Soul of the Burial Soul, his contempt and domineering were incomparable.

This is completely a crushing, without the slightest contrast, even if the other party has such a rare treasure in the world as the Divine Soul Soldier, it still can't stop Ye Zichuan's strength.

Nine fists fell, and everything was shattered.

The face of the burial god changed greatly, the divine soul quickly returned to the body, and the golden decree suspended in the distance above Wangchuan City flew down, and the terrifying momentum of the only one was pervasive, like a divine mountain pressed down.

Ye Zichuan's divine soul returned to his body, his eyes were very cold, he looked at the decree descended by the Burial Moon Heavenly Venerable, and then looked at the golden seal suspended above Jian Long's head, and said, "Are you sure you want to participate in this matter?"

Jian Long looked at him coldly, his own blood is amazing, there is a kind of invincible momentum, and it has been in the limelight for a hundred years, and there is a faint tendency to replace Ye Zichuan and become the new first person of the younger generation.

"The Demon Court is a maverick, it is not in accordance with the rules, and it is the general trend to be incorporated into the border wilderness today!" Jian Long said without the slightest expression.

Ye Zichuan's face did not change at all, and he looked at the Thousand Miles Long Wind of the Divine Court again: "What do you mean?"

Qianli Changfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looked at him, then looked at Jian Long, and finally said: "As long as the Demon Court has such strength, it doesn't hurt to stand in the border wilderness to resist the demon clan!"

Ye Zichuan nodded lightly and looked at Kunwu in Kunlun Mountain: "What about you?"

Kun Wu was heroic, slender and strong, stared at him for a while and said, "Since you have returned, it doesn't hurt that these fifty cities are in your charge." ”

Ye Zichuan understood, and his gaze finally stayed on the two people who were all too familiar.

The man was dressed in white, and the breath on his body became more and more ethereal, shrouded in immortal aura, and the aura of immortal dao was very strong.

Thousands of years ago, he gathered the immortal Dao essence after the fall of the immortals in the heavenly court and buried it next to the origin of the martial realm, but he didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of years had passed, and the creature that was bred turned out to be Fu Shijiao, which he didn't expect at all.

Ye Zichuan glanced at the woman in a purple skirt with more and more sorrow between her eyebrows, and said calmly: "Are you also here for this?"

Fu Shizai looked at him, the fairy light flashed in his eyes, and finally said: "I just want to see the only relic you left in this world, but now that you have returned, forget it." ”

Ye Zichuan turned his head expressionlessly, turned a blind eye to the struggle and desire to speak in Li Qingxue's eyes, and asked the others, "What about you?"

The faces of the remaining dozen or so people were obscure, and there was an instinctive fear and awe for this legendary figure, but after a few glances at the golden seal on the top of Jian Long's head, a heart suddenly became firm.

One of them sneered: "The Demon Court is self-reliant, independent of the Border Wilderness, who knows if there is any collusion with the Demon Clan, it is best to be under the command of the Border Wilderness!"

"As it should be!"

"The Burial Moon Tianzun has issued a decree, and those who disobey will be killed!"

Ye Zichuan took everyone's expressions into his eyes, and his eyes gradually flashed with a terrifying light, looking at Jian Long and said: "I wanted to let you go with the cause and effect of the Myriad Divine Monarch, since you are looking for death by yourself, then I will fulfill you!"

He walked forward step by step, alone against more than a dozen famous Tianjiao, powerful, domineering Jedi, with a kind of compelling imperial might.

Thousands of miles away, Kun Wu, Fu Shizai and several people walked aside, with different expressions in their eyes, they all wanted to see, what step has this peerless saint who has been dead for a hundred years and returned again?

Fu Ming's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of murderous intent, staring at Ye Zichuan like a poisonous snake, and at this time, he urged the decree above his head, blooming with golden light, illuminating the boundless star field.

One after another golden characters appeared in the decree, which was the notes of the Burial Moon Tianzun, containing his will that was difficult to disobey, each of them was like a mountain, with a fierce killing aura, and killed Ye Zichuan Town.

This kind of aura is too terrifying, it is a decree from the hands of Tianzun, containing the will of Tianzun, not to mention, the Burial Moon Tianzun is still one of the only twenty-four titled Tianzun in the heavens!

Jian Long's eyes also showed a divine light at this time, and then urged the golden seal on the top of his head to kill Ye Zichuan Town, the qi of the avenue was one after another, boundless, endless Dao magic laws were intertwined, the power of rules was permeated, and another breath of Tianzun was revealed, crowding the starry sky, making many people panic, and couldn't help but bow and worship.

Ye Zichuan's face did not change in the slightest, he raised his right hand, and there was a green light flashing in his palm, and the green glow was one after another, and the vigorous vitality was permeated, making people's limbs stretch out.

He spread out his palm, and a small grass with three clovers only three inches tall appeared in everyone's eyes.

The grass is oily, like jasper carving, crystal clear, aura, obviously only three inches high, but the vitality contained in it is difficult to measure like an ocean.

Each leaf of the grass is sword-shaped, the edge is revealed, the invisible sword qi is permeated, and there are mysterious innate patterns intertwined on it, but it is different from any Dao pattern that Ye Zichuan has ever seen, and there is a very special atmosphere, which seems to be incompatible with this world.

Kunwu, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this scene, his pupils shrank, his eyes were full of shock and disbelief, he didn't understand how this legendary artifact got into Ye Zichuan's hands?

When he finally looked at Ye Zichuan, there was an incomprehensible charm in his eyes.

And at the moment when this clover appeared, the decree of the Burial Moon Heavenly Venerable and the golden seal revived at the same time, as if he felt the peerless enemy, and the terrifying momentum of the Eight Desolations and Six Combinations of Solipsism permeated, crushing the heavens, covering all domains, and cutting off life and death in a single thought.

The grass flew out of Ye Zichuan's palm, rooted in the void, absorbing the essence of chaos, spraying a blazing glow, and the three-inch-tall body was alone against the two Heavenly Venerable Spirit Treasures, faintly overpowering them!

Such a scene shocked everyone, Jian Long and Fu Ming were a little in a daze, not knowing what the origin of the clover that Ye Zichuan took out, and it could actually block the will of the two Heavenly Venerables to recover!

That grass is really too supernatural, there is no special power, only immeasurable vitality, but it blocks the will of the two Heavenly Venerables, which is really terrifying.

Ye Zichuan alone faced more than a dozen Tianjiao, and walked forward step by step, his eyebrows began to glow, and a diamond-shaped mark appeared, the glowing light emitted, and the mysterious breath flowed, making his whole person seem to be independent, not bound by the rules of the Dao, and beyond all beings.

This kind of aura is too familiar and too terrifying, just like the will of the two Heavenly Venerables, they are free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and they are as high as the heavens, and they are in charge of the life and death of the common people.

Rumble!

The stone shattered, the wind and clouds changed color, Ye Zichuan's field unfolded, and this starry sky changed dramatically in an instant, and the rules of the Heavenly Dao were completely excluded and became his world, and the rules he formulated were implemented.

Jian Long and more than a dozen others were all shrouded in an instant.

"Field?!" Jian Long and the others' faces changed greatly at this moment, and they exclaimed, even more shocked than seeing him reborn and resurrected.

"Even if another thousand years pass, you will still be my subordinates defeated!" Ye Zichuan looked at them coldly, without any contemptuous expression, but it made Jian Long and the others even more ashamed and angry.

The terrifying power of the rules that eroded all living beings and devoured the essence of lifespan was pervasive, and more than a dozen people fell into an unprecedented panic, feeling that the vitality in their bodies was rapidly draining, and tens of millions of years of life were lost in the blink of an eye.

Ye Zichuan walked like a grim reaper, walking past a person, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, that person instantly changed from young to old, and finally turned into a handful of loess and sprinkled it, leaving no bones! )