In his mind, the reason why Yan Le was so famous and dared to provoke the Xiao family was nothing more than relying on a magic weapon that surpassed the innate grade, as long as he was careful, Yan Le's life and the treasures in his hands would definitely be captured.

Yan Le frowned and looked at the other party, because he already knew that he would not escape so easily, since the other party would not let him escape, just end the battle quickly, he understood the reason of the change, otherwise he would be even more troublesome if he was discovered by that group of people, thinking of this, Yan Le quickly summoned the giant sword, and as a circle of ripple-like energy appeared around him, a blue crescent sword qi rushed straight away.

At the same time, the Jindan monk took out a blackened and shiny glove from the storage bag, put it in his hand, and as the spiritual power poured into the glove, without any hesitation, he slapped it in the air and hit it.

The palm print formed by that strength suddenly became more than ten times larger, and it collided with the sword qi in an instant, and with the sound of a huge roar, Yan Le continued unhurriedly, slashing away in the air, and the Jindan period monk was also like Yan Le, constantly making palm prints.

After fighting like this more than a dozen times, Yan Le and the Jindan period monk stopped their hands together and looked at each other.

"The Heavenly Wolf Sect Killing God Yan Le is nothing more than that" The Jindan period monk said this, paused for a moment, his eyes were full of mockery and disdain: "As long as you give me the giant sword in your hand and the storage bag on your waist, I can consider considering letting you go."

Yan Le's expression was calm, and when he was about to speak, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared in his consciousness, and what he was most afraid of was that because of the fight with this person, the people behind him chased after him, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

Thinking of this, Yan Le's expression was cold, and he said coldly: "Since you are looking for death like this, I will let you know what the fate of the people who hinder me is."

A giant hammer with condensed divine consciousness, with Yan Le's mind control, instantly smashed into the opponent's head, and the huge raging force, when it invaded the opponent's mind and made him lose his mind for a short time, it shattered the opponent's divine consciousness in an instant, and the countless experiences in his mind were cracked apart and turned into ashes.

Seeing that when the other party was bleeding and falling, with the mockery on his face before death, Yan Le couldn't help but feel disdainful and didn't hesitate at all. Yan Le grabbed the palm of his hand in the air, the black gloves on the other party's hand and the storage bag on his waist flew over, after doing all this, Yan Le quickly left the battlefield and ran south.

Almost a few steps after Yan Le ran out, where he had just stood, a blue circular light curtain suddenly rose, visible to the naked eye, the speed was visible, and suddenly rose, like a pillar of light, standing there, and the weeds that were shrouded and imprisoned in it by the pillar of light instantly withered, burned, and turned into flying ash.

Sensing everything that happened behind him, Yan Le gasped, if he had been a little earlier, he was afraid that his fate would be like weeds, which showed how profound the cultivation of the people who came was there.

"Hmph, he dodged it, chase" The old man shouted angrily, and almost as soon as the words fell, a transparent purple disc suddenly appeared under his feet, dragging him and a dozen other monks around him, rushing towards Yan Le.

Yan Le turned his head to look, sneered, and without any hesitation, he hurriedly stepped on the giant sword and flew forward. As he flew, he condensed the wind blade sword that he had long since used, and shot it backwards, blocking the speed of their pursuit, and as a result, he didn't even look at it, after all, he knew in his heart that this kind of magical power learned during the Qi training period was almost useless to the current monks.

The old man fanned out dozens of wind blade swords one after another, and asked the two monks beside him to step forward and help him block the wind blade swords that continued to rush, and then sat cross-legged, without saying a word, quickly summoned the Heavenly Netherworld Sect Revenant Soul Pan, let its object stand on the disc, and his hands hit dozens of obscure and incomprehensible magic seals one after another at this moment.

The old man looked at Yan Le's back and roared: "Kill"

Suddenly, hundreds of black revenants rushed out of the revenant crest, and the strange sound that came out of their mouths made people's scalps tingle had fused together at an extremely fast speed, turning into a huge head with a black aura. Under the control of the old man, the head let go of its big mouth and quickly swallowed it towards Yan Le.

At this moment, the corners of Yan Le's mouth rose slightly, and his body standing on the giant sword suddenly turned, and he shouted: "Devour heaven and earth"

In an instant, the huge head immediately showed a frightened look, its body trembled, and it let out a miserable scream, and as Yan Le inhaled suddenly, a huge imprisoning force, and the power of sucking enveloped the skull, causing it to disintegrate one after another, turning into black smoke, and when Yan Le inhaled it into his nose, the black aura dissipated, leaving only the white essence.

An extremely comfortable feeling appeared from his mind, Yan Le suppressed this wonderful feeling, and hurriedly divided into two strands, one was absorbed by himself, and the other was absorbed by the soul tree that was still a sapling.

Seeing this scene, the old man screamed, and the revenant pan standing on the disc suddenly shattered, turned into a little spot of light, and then disappeared, and the old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, he didn't expect that Yan Le would actually have the supernatural power of devouring the soul of the revenant, which was like a natural enemy to them.

Regardless of whether they can catch Yan Le today or not, but the divine power that threatens them on his body, they must get it, and even if they can't get it, they must report it to the Great Elder, because if Yan Le doesn't die, they won't be able to sleep and eat, it is conceivable that the faction of the Heavenly Netherworld Sect Revenant Soul Pan has been fighting with Yan Le since then.

But in this case, Yan Le didn't know at all, he couldn't wait to roar now to vent the excitement in his heart, because by performing the Blood Escape Technique, the five-year life span of burning was not only canceled out, but also made the soul tree in his mind grow another inch, and at the same time, the scope of the divine consciousness was slowly expanding.

"Yan Xiao'er, I'm going to kill you, I..."

The old man roared, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the power of the shattering soul of the soul was just suppressed by him, but it was eaten again, if he didn't find a place to heal and recover, if the heart demon invaded, no matter how he resisted, it would become an unconscious shell.

The old man hurriedly took out three blood coagulation pills from the storage bag and ate them, looking at Yan Le's comfortable face fiercely, the anger in his heart, like a violent wind, blew through his heart over and over again, almost making him, who had just suppressed his injuries, vomit blood in his mouth again.

"Kaidoto, are you alright?"

"It's okay" The old man responded weakly, but when he saw that the person's face showed no concern at all, some were only anxious, and almost instantly, they understood, which made the old man's heart itch even more.

"It's okay, among us people, the flying magic weapon of Haidaoyou is fast, since Haidaoyou have said it's okay, please speed up, catch up quickly, and when the time comes, when we catch him, we can also distribute treasures, otherwise when some people find him, there will be a lot of trouble"

"Yes, Senior Brother Mu is right, when you catch up with the killing god Yan Le, you will be a great achievement, when the time comes, catch him, the treasure is at your disposal, and I hope that Haidaoyou will speed up quickly, we have already been thrown far away by him"

Hearing these words, the old man snorted coldly in his heart, and his expression was as usual: "Everyone, it's not that I don't want to speed up, it's that I'm seriously injured now, because the Revenant Soul Python is shattered and has suffered a serious backlash, I'm afraid that I won't be able to hunt him down with you next, and I must find a place to heal now."

"Heal?Is Elder Hai seriously injured?" After this person finished speaking, he glanced at the other monks, the greed in his eyes flashed, and some of the monks who knew what this person was paying attention to nodded secretly and signaled to the other party.

The middle-aged monk who got the consent, when the old man did not react, suddenly slapped his palm on the head, quickly put the index finger of his right hand in his mouth, and bit hard, his bloody index finger drew a bloody horizontal line on the old man's forehead, and after doing all this, he sent his left hand.

The old man just felt that he suddenly wanted to lose his mind, and he didn't remember anything, but when he woke up, he found that all the fellow disciples and brothers around him looked at him with a sneer, and felt the burning heat on his forehead, and the power of his body's imprisonment, the old man was shocked in his heart, and said in fear: "You, you actually used the soul laying technique on me, you know, we are the same door, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the master?"

This kind of soul laying technique, the old man has performed it no less than hundreds of times, and the hundreds of dead souls in the soul crest that have just been devoured by Yan Le are all used by the old man to cast on others, so he already understands what is on his forehead.

"Hmph, master, you can still say this, how many of your peers have you killed, you know it yourself, I don't want to talk nonsense with you now, your flying magic weapon to attract spirits, and your soul I want, you can die"

After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, his expression moved, under the frightened look of the old man, he smiled mockingly, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the old man's forehead in the air.

The middle-aged monk felt that it was almost over, and said silently: "The soul of the dead is revealed"

The old man's forehead with blood drawn out of the horizontal line, suddenly cracked from it, like a knife cut through the wound, shocking, as the middle-aged monk grabbed the wound on the old man's forehead, suddenly floated out of the body with black mist of the dead soul, and the soul of the dead every middle-aged monk pulled out a trace, the old man's body shrank a little, in the end, the old man's body was like a dry corpse, only skin and bones remained, it looked very terrifying. 10