Falling Soul Ridge is on the border of Tiande, a vassal country on the west side of the Demon Gate, thousands of miles away from the Demon Gate, and the warrior rides the best Jiao Ma, day and night, it takes a month, and the road is rugged and accompanied by danger.

And these disciples of the Fallen Demon Sect drove the spirit birds, and they could arrive in only ten days and half a month.

"Stop!"

Gao Yuan raised his right hand and said in a deep voice: "Just rest here for the night, and go to the Falling Soul Ridge with all your strength tomorrow!"

After saying that, he drove the crane and swooped down.

Pang Du, Ye Han and others followed.

If the warrior persists, he can go without rest for ten days and half a month, but a group of cranes and golden eagles can't stand it, and they need to properly replenish water and food to restore their strength.

"In two days, we will enter the Soul Falling Mountains. ”

Gao Yuan looked around at everyone with a serious face, "In the Fallen Soul Ridge, there are not only our Fallen Demon Gates, but also other Demon Gates, Immortal Gates, Demon Clans, and crazy soul beasts, which are extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will die." ”

He paused, his eyes cold, "Once we meet a stranger, there are only two choices, one is to kill the other person, and the other is to flee quickly." ”

After saying that, he said no more, and sat by a campfire, munching on dry food.

This dry food is crystal clear, and it is even more attractive than the Qi Condensing Pill.

Ye Han sat alone on the side, he secretly observed, and found that Gao Yuan's group was divided into two groups.

On the one hand, there were newly promoted outer court disciples like Pang Du, who gathered around each other, chatting excitedly about something, and there were more than a dozen people, and on the other hand, five or six martial artists headed by Gao Yuan, three men and two women, gathered around and were silent.

Ye Han could see the deep disdain in the latter's eyes.

He glanced at Takato from afar, his brow furrowed, for he felt the prying eyes around him, and the hostility.

They all want to kill him!

Once, he entered the Fallen Soul Ridge with these people, he was likely to be besieged.

As soon as he thought of this, he decided to find a way to get out, and as soon as he entered the range of Falling Soul Ridge, he would break away from these people.

"Ye Han!"

Gao Yuan looked at Ye Han and smiled, "Your golden eagle is quite a divine horse, and you have the least consumption along the way, so you will be the sentry tonight." ”

Around!

"Good!"

Ye Han looked directly at Gao Yuan and gently spit out a word.

He knew in his heart that this Gao Yuan was deliberately finding fault, and he couldn't deal with so many people at present.

With that, he turned his head and walked to the outskirts of the crowd, jumped on a tree, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Gao Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he didn't choose to do it.

It's not remote enough, and there's a streamer overhead.

He had inquired about Ye Han's origins, and he had to be careful if he was involved in the True Inheritance disciples.

Even if he had an elder brother of the tenth-layer Yuan Fetal Realm, he was still not as good as a fart in front of the True Transmission disciples.

In the Demon Gate, true disciples enjoy the power of life and death over ordinary disciples.

As long as the true disciples have a good reason, they will not be severely punished if they kill dozens or hundreds of ordinary disciples.

Because the Demon Gate believes in the respect of the strong and the survival of the fittest.

Instead of supporting a hundred inner and outer disciples with limited resources, it is better to seriously cultivate a true disciple, the lifespan of an ordinary disciple is only a hundred years, while a true disciple can live at least three hundred and sixty years.

And the Immortal Sect is completely different, they strictly prohibit the disciples in the sect from killing each other, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious.

Soon!

Falling Soul Ridge is the place where Ye Han was buried!

On the other side, Pang Du glanced at Ye Han, his face was cold, and muttered: "Ye Han, I want my sister to know that you are a waste and a poor worm!"

He always felt in his heart that Ye Han had ruined his sister-brother relationship with Lan Xin, and he never thought about his own reasons.

This night, he didn't go over to deal with Ye Han again, but tried his best to curry favor with Gao Yuan.

In his eyes, Gao Yuan has the support of the prince of the Yuan Fetal Realm behind him, and when he hugs Gao Yuan, it is equivalent to hugging the thighs of the strong man of the Yuan Fetal Realm.

But he couldn't see the disdain and murderous intent hidden in Gao Yuan's eyes.

Suddenly, the crane and the golden eagle panicked, flapped their wings, and soared into the sky.

"There's an enemy attack!"

I don't know who roared softly.

Everyone immediately sobered up and took out their magic weapons one after another.

At this moment, more than a dozen afterimages surrounded everyone, this was a group of people in black, each of them was completely black, revealing only a pair of eyes.

No nonsense!

Kill!

The two sides soon fought together.

Ye Han frowned secretly, he finally chose to stand on the side of Gao Yuan's people, he was worried that once he stood on the side of the people in black, or chose not to help each other, once these people in black won, they would most likely turn their faces and kill him directly.

The secret is always the less people know, the better!

The reason why these people are masked is because they are afraid that others will recognize them.

They may well be the ones from the Demon Gate!

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Han jumped to the ground violently, holding the killing sword tightly in his right hand, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Around him, there are obscure killing voices that can interfere with the judgment of his opponents.

"Whew!"

A man in black was pierced through his throat by Ye Han's sword, and blood splattered!

Soon, he alone pierced the throats of three people!

At this moment, a pitch-black afterimage, with a touch of cold light, struck Ye Han's back.

The blow was filled with terrifying power, like a divine thunder falling from the sky, and the speed was so fast that it made people palpitate.

At this time, Ye Han Huo Ran turned around and held his sword in both hands to resist this cold light.

Rumble!

A violent explosion sounded, Ye Han was knocked back, and he retreated for twenty or thirty zhang in a row, his hands were numb, and the tiger's mouth was torn.

He looked ahead, and a man in black was walking towards him.

A man with more strength than himself!

Fortunately, it's not the Jizo realm!

The two had been in close contact, and Ye Han knew through the eyes of the man in black that this was an old man.

The old man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he took a deep look at Ye Han, "We thought that Gao Yuan and Zhang Tao had some skills among you, but we didn't expect that there would be another you." ”

He paused and said in a cruel voice, "Join us, you don't have to die." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Ye Han glanced at the old man and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I can't trust a person who wraps himself up. ”

As he spoke, he clenched the killing sword in both hands and stabbed at the old man.

At this moment, the killing sword shrouded in black light, the sword was in front and the person was behind, and the two turned into a pitch-black star, cutting through the bright night sky and shooting directly at the throat of the old man.

Man and sword in one!

Opposite Ye Han, the old man's right hand was spread out, and a small cyan sword was suspended in his hand, with no hilt and only a sword body.

Flying Sword!

Any flying sword is at least a high-grade elemental weapon.

Martial artists below the Jizo realm dream of getting one.

In order to reach the realm of the gods, a warrior can control the flying sword and kill people inadvertently, which is an excellent means to save his life and kill people more than he can do.

I didn't expect to encounter a flying sword here!

Seeing this, Ye Han held the sword in both hands, and his heart was more cautious and cautious, and there was still a fire.

"Qinghong Sword!"

With the old man's soft roar, a cyan streamer shot out, splitting into ten in the air, and shooting towards Ye Han from different directions.

What the!

Ye Han had never fought an enemy with a flying sword, and froze for a moment.

At this moment, there was a "whirring" sound in Ye Han's ears, and at this time, the cyan flying sword cut through the air.

"Ding Ding ......"

Ye Han resisted five cyan sword lights in a row, blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands began to tremble.

If this continues, the old man will come with a few more swords, and he will definitely die!

"Vine Demon Pot!"

A three-colored treasure gourd appeared in his left hand, and as soon as it appeared, it spit out a large amount of white smoke, and soon wrapped the remaining five cyan sword lights.

"Flutter!"

After these white smoke enveloped the cyan sword light, it immediately immersed itself in the core of the sword body, and then the cyan sword light faded and became dim until it completely dissipated.

"Clank!"

A cyan sword fell from the white smoke, and the sound was crisp and piercing.

Such a flying sword, falling into the world, is enough to change a city with a population of millions and become a city lord, and now it is lying there quietly, and his spirituality is greatly lost, comparable to scrap copper and rotten iron.

Ye Han put the flying sword into the dantian with a flash.

He was right, the white smoke could greatly discredit the spirituality and power of the method treasure, and the old man would definitely be tricked if he didn't reach the Dizang realm, and his divine consciousness cultivation was limited.

Well?

Outside the white smoke, the face of the old man in black changed suddenly, he lost contact with the Qinghong Sword, and most of his strength was on the flying sword.

He took a deep look at the white fog, then turned into a streamer of light, trying to get out of here.

If he stays here, he will most likely fall.

At this moment, a young man in a purple python robe appeared behind the old man, and with a sword, the old man's head and body were split in two.

Instantaneous!

Ye Han's heart trembled, this person is so strong!

Moreover, this python-robed man is on this side!

Ye Han looked at the man in the python robe, he was extremely jealous in his heart, he felt that he couldn't stay any longer, so he just took this opportunity to slip away.

"Ahh

In the field, there were screams one after another from time to time, and the men in black fell one after another, and there were only four or five people left, still resisting!

Gao Yuan looked at the remaining black-clothed man, his face was hideous, "Stay alive!"

As he spoke, he took his own people who were still alive and surrounded them.

It's a pity that the men in black seem to know that they are going to die, so in order to suffer a little less torture, they take poison and die.

Gao Yuan's face is gloomy!

The disciples of the Demon Sect often fight with each other in private, and shady methods are indispensable, and assassinations, assassinations, and interceptions emerge in endlessly.

At the same time, it is also common to kill people and sell goods with each other.

He kept his mouth alive just to force out what kind of interception this time was!

It's a pity that there is no living mouth!

"It's not good, Ye Han ran away!"

Gao Yuan looked around and said angrily: "Before, I saw him fighting with a black-clothed master, but now there is no trace!"

"It's okay!"

Gao Tong said lightly: "He will definitely go to Soul Falling Ridge." ”

After speaking, he took the flying sword, turned into a streamer, and shot towards the direction of the Falling Soul Ridge.