"I'm going to threaten you, you, what?"

Lingchi stared at Ye Han, and the hatred in his eyes completely emerged: "The little people from the Taixu Ancient Domain want to roll the waves in the Holy Domain, and they simply don't know whether they are dead or alive. ”

"You're dead!"

Ye Han's internal organs were trembling, and it seemed that he was about to explode in the next moment.

"Heavenly King Lao Tzu can't save you, I want to make your Spirit Clan extinct, no, I'm Ye Han, I'm destined to destroy the Spirit Clan in this life!"

Ye Han's sound of the sound penetrated the heavens and the earth, and completely spread all over the world.

Outside the Taixu King City, many warriors who secretly investigated this place were all frightened, and a look of horror and fear inexplicably emerged.

In this life, the spirit race will be destroyed!

This is what a martial artist at the level of the Earth Law Aspect can say?

What qualifications does he have to say that he will destroy the Spirit Race?

The Spirit Clan, that is the royal family in this holy realm, has an eternal heritage, and the heritage is unimaginable.

Although it can't compare to one of the ancient clans like the Ye family in the Holy Domain, compared to a small person like Ye Han, it is still an unimaginable behemoth.

"Ye Han, you dare to threaten me?"

Ling Chi's gaze was cold, and he suddenly glanced at Mo Qingrou and Chu Youshi, who were detained behind him: "I'll give you a hundred breaths, kneel down, apologize to me, and slap yourself a hundred times, otherwise, these two women will die with you today." ”

Ye Han didn't speak, just looked at the spirit pool calmly.

His breathing became more and more steady, his breath became more and more peaceful, but the killing intent in his eyes became more and more intense.

Airplanes......!

Vaguely, the Emperor Dragon Halberd in his hand seemed to feel Ye Han's original will, and it was buzzing and trembling at this time, as if it was about to burst out at any time.

Ten breaths, twenty breaths...... Fifty breaths!

Finally, Ye Han spoke: "Those two gods will trouble the seniors, and the rest, leave it to me." ”

"Good!"

In the depths of the void space-time, a voice was suddenly transmitted.

Standing in front of the spirit pool, there were also two god-level powerhouses holding Mo Qingrou and Chu Youshi, who were looking up at the sky almost at the same time.

Their bodies shuddered suddenly, and for a moment a chill ran down their spines, and a tingling sense of fear appeared on their scalps.

What's the situation?

Who is Ye Han talking to?

At the moment when such a question emerged in the spirit pool, a shocking change was suddenly born.

The void space outside the royal city cracked open, and an incredible black palm extended down from the passage, like turning into a dome cover that suppressed all things in heaven and earth.

The black palm suppresses the vacuum, suppresses the will of the martial artist, and even completely suppresses the vitality in this heaven and earth.

At this one-ten-thousandth moment, Lingchi was alert and retreated directly.

However, it was already too late!

The whole space is completely imprisoned.

There seemed to be invisible walls squeezing in all directions, making the spirit pool stand in place and not make any movement.

Not only him, but the two great gods who belonged to their spirit clan behind him also froze in place.

The eyes of the two gods burst out with an incomparably terrifying light, staring at the heavenly dome above, watching that palm suppress it, but they couldn't have any chance to resist.

Bang!

At this moment, the two great gods were completely suppressed in place.

Mo Qingrou and Chu Youshi were finally able to get out.

"Die!"

Ye Han's body suddenly burst out in front of him.

The Emperor Dragon Halberd in his hand turned into an extreme golden light, penetrating the vacuum distance of twenty meters and locking the head of the spirit pool.

"No ......!"

The voice of fear and despair in the spirit pool spread from here.

In despair, a powerful force erupted within him.

Even, the palm finger of the spirit pool flipped over, and in a thousandth of an instant, a powerful martial talisman was directly sacrificed.

This is a martial talisman refined by a prince-level powerhouse, and it will have an amazing defense, even a full blow from an earthly marquis or even a heavenly marquis.

Life and death are in an instant!

Bang!

The Emperor Dragon Halberd slammed into front of Lingchi.

That martial talisman trembled and trembled violently, and martial arts patterns appeared on the surface, forcibly blocking Ye Han's peerless blow.

Even so, the terrifying force attached to this blow caused the spirit pool to be directly shocked out and slammed into the city wall not far away.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"Ye Han, it doesn't matter if you defeat me, if you kill me, ......."

Lingchi's frightened and trembling voice appeared.

Before he finished a word, in the heaven and earth in front of him, Ye Han stepped into the air, his body turned into a streamer, and the general trend was rolling, and he was unstoppable.

One person, one halberd pierced the vacuum!

Bang!

An even more arrogant and domineering blow slammed into the martial talisman in front of Lingchi.

As the young master of the spirit clan, the spirit pool was originally strong in battle, strong in foundation, and even more in the background protection given by all kinds of spirit clans.

But at this moment, Lingchi was completely frightened, and no means could be used.

He had already been defeated miserably in front of Ye Han, and at this moment he wanted to threaten Ye Han with Mo Qingrou and Chu Youshi, take revenge, and saw Ye Han bow his head in humiliation.

I didn't expect such a change.

The black magic hand suppressed this heaven and earth, and also made Lingchi's heart fall into the depths of hell of despair.

One, two, three ......!

The Emperor Dragon Halberd exploded over and over again, and bombarded and killed over and over again.

Every blow made the martial talisman guarding the spiritual pool tremble, and the power on the martial talisman was constantly consumed, and the martial arts mark in it was constantly shattered.

Bang!

At a certain moment, with Ye Han's extreme blow, the martial talisman finally exploded and was completely shattered.

"Ye Han, don't kill me!"

Between Lingchi's words, he knelt on the ground with a thud.

His voice trembled: "I am willing to be your slave, to be a dog by your side, as long as you can let me live!" ”

Rumble......!

The dragon halberd pierced through the hole.

The power of the rolling dragon path was blessed in the battle halberd in an instant, and the original power of the eternal undefeated dragon body ran out along the emperor dragon halberd.

With a snort, accompanied by a bloody light, the sound of the spirit pool came to an abrupt end.

The dragon halberd the head of Lingchi and crucified the man to the edge of the city wall.

In the city, countless people sensed this scene with their telekinesis.

An invisible wind and waves seemed to roll out from this place, and in an instant swept into the depths of everyone's heart.

Many warriors who watched the excitement broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads.

Especially some people who had not concealed it before, humiliated, reprimanded, and talked about Ye Han in language, saying that Ye Han was an abandoned son of the Ye family and a martial artist who did not know whether to live or die, at this moment, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and there was an urge to turn around and flee directly, completely hiding.

The young master of the Spirit Clan is dead!

was nailed to death alive by Ye Han, a small person from the Taixu Ancient Domain, outside the Taixu King City.

He killed the young master of a royal family?

While many strong people were shaken, Ye Han came to Chu Youshi's side.

"Young poems!"

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Han's eyes were apologetic, and he gently brushed the blood marks on Chu Youshi's body.

"It doesn't hurt!"

Chu Youshi bit her lip tightly and shook her head gently.

"It's me who didn't think it through!"

Ye Han spoke softly, and the anger in his heart was still not extinguished.

There was no time to say more to Chu Youshi, and his gaze instantly shifted to the two gods of the Spirit Clan.

"Kill!"

A cold and bone-chilling killing sound sounded at this time.

That terrible magic hand finally moved ...... again.