Snow fills the mountains.

After the First World War, Ye Jian killed the top ten inner disciples.

After this battle, Ye Jian only felt that he knew the sea clearly, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and realized the Tao.

In the body, the ancient emperor sword scriptures corresponded to the body, and the spiritual power turned wildly to seduce the whirlpool.

With Ye Jian as the center, the aura of a radius of 100 miles is frantically gathered in the direction of Ye Jian, this phenomenon also makes the heaven and earth change color, the aura is dense, the fairy glow flies together, there seems to be a crane flying in the clouds, and the wild beast shocks the world.

At this time, Ye Jian himself was immersed in the sea of knowledge.

He didn't know anything about the outside world.

He entered a very mysterious realm.

In the sea of knowledge, he held the sword spirit root in his hand, and around him was a sea of corpses in the sea of blood.

Some of these corpses are as large as gods and demons.

There are also some that are not big in themselves, but exude a terrifying coercion.

Countless strong people in the starry sky were bathed in blood, and a lot of them fell from the starry sky like dumplings like the power of immortals.

Ye Jian only felt that the sword spirit root in his hand was mourning, and even his heart trembled.

"Emperor Ye Tiandi, where are you? Your men are bleeding, and your people are in the midst of a catastrophe? Come back, Emperor Ye Tian, we all need you! ”

"Emperor Ye Tian, all races can't live without you, sensing our call, please save the Great Thousand Realms again!"

There is a mighty wailing in the starry sky, and it hurts my heart.

Ye Jian only felt a pain in his heart, and the pain was about to bleed.

He sensed the call in the starry sky, but his strength at this time could not help him cross the starry sky and reach the battlefield of gods and demons.

He didn't know any of these gods and demons, but he was heartbroken for every fall.

"Kill!"

Two lines of blood and tears flowed from Ye Jian's eyes, and the sword spirit root in his hand suddenly burst out with shining power, enveloping Ye Jian and rushing to the sky to reach the starry sky battlefield.

"It's the power of Emperor Ye Tian, I feel it!"

"All nations are saved!"

There is great power to cheer.

The sword qi condensed into a silver battle armor, which tightly wrapped Ye Jian in it.

His presence briefly split the chaotic battlefield in half.

"Emperor Ye Tian!"

All nations are boiling.

"Boom! You already know that it is a death calamity, and you dare to come to die. ”

The ten thousand races were opposed, and a human face was condensed in the black mist, which was half the size of a star field.

Ye Jian stood opposite him, as small as dust.

But Ye Jian didn't have the slightest fear in his heart, only strong hatred.

"Ten Thousand Doom Slaughter Emperor Array, Qi!"

A shrill laugh sounded in the black mist, and the next moment the entire starry sky battlefield was shrouded in black mist. A knife beyond the length of physical meaning fell from the sky.

"Damn, this is the top ten killing arrays of the evil clan, we have been tricked, we are going to kill Emperor Ye Tian."

"Emperor Ye Tian, you leave alone, there is no point in dying for us."

Seeing the terrifying killing array, the power of all races was afraid, and they were annoyed, thinking that they had dragged down Emperor Ye Tian.

"Let's sacrifice our lives and kill the bloody path for Emperor Ye Tian."

"All races can do without us, but they can't do without Emperor Ye Tian."

The power of all races roared at the sky, spontaneously combusted the Dao Root, and broke a small hole in the killing array.

Ye Jian had no waves in his heart, except for the hatred affected by the sword spirit root, he only thought that everything in front of him was an illusory scene.

But what these great people did moved him, even if he sacrificed himself, he had to fight for him to survive, and he was angry and moved in his heart.

He suddenly wanted to do something about these powers.

At this time, the sword spirit root in his hand buzzed again, and his eyes flashed with the days of the golden iron horse, he took these great powers to fight in all directions, just to give life to the world.

He is these powerful emperors, these people trust him and do not hesitate to die. He, Ye Jian, shouldn't fight for these people.

Ye Jian pulled out the sword spirit root, and a piercing killing intent burst out from it, boundless, directly tearing the large array apart.

"You're not Emperor Ye Tiandi!"

Feeling Ye Jian's spiritual power, the huge face said in fear, and at this time, the armor on the surface of Ye Jian's body also shattered, revealing the face of a young man.

"He is indeed not Emperor Ye Tian, because I am!"

A pair of giant hands descended from the sky and blasted the black mist.

A middle-aged man with a face full of vicissitudes slowly walked out of the black fog.