Hearing this sentence, a cold light flashed in Ye Qingyu's eyes.

Jiang Xiaohan noticed it keenly.

For some reason, a hint of fear immediately surged in her heart and felt a little regretful.

But still angry, huge and angry.

Because no matter what he said before, Ye Qingyu seemed calm. Even if he was mocking Ye Qingyu as a frog in the well, he would take it calmly. Just because he said Yu Xiaoxing, Ye Qingyu was as if he had been touched by the reverse scale and instantly became a killing intention to kill himself.

Jiang Xiaohan secretly swore in his heart for a moment that he must let Yu Xiaoxing die if he lives.

Killing intent surges.

"Where is the Ancestor of Heavenly Demon?" Ye Qingyu's eyes were like lightning, sweeping over the old monsters around him with a strong qi and saying, "At this point, he still sneaks in and dares not show up. Will he just hide in the shadows and live a life of miserable life? Such a person dares to call him the word "Ancestor"?"

"kill!"

Deep in the Nine Nether Temple, a hoarse and cruel voice sounded, just like the Yin God in Nine Nethers gnawing on the blood and bones of living beings.

When the old monsters heard this voice, they immediately took action.

In an instant, the demonic energy surged and the energy surged.

In an instant, wind and thunder gathered in the Nine Nether Temple. The vortex of force, which was like a world-destroying world, was frantically directed towards the direction where Ye Qingyu was. The powerful souls locked Ye Qingyu. The time and space around him seemed to be condensed and twisted, a terrifying pressure that could not be described in words, wanted to crush and grind Ye Qingyu's body and soul inch by inch.

Ye Qingyu didn't dare to be careless at all.

With a thought, he held his back hand in the void, and a huge blood-drinking sword appeared in his hand.

hold head high--!

The melodious and high-pitched dragon roar sounded.

Ye Qingyu immediately transformed into a silver dragon. The blood-drinking sword expanded and turned into a 100-meter giant sword. The blood-colored rune light flowed wildly, and an extremely strange aura spread. The sword light flashed, and the cold was born and died. The ruthless sword intent storm came instantly and enveloped it.

Bang bang bang bang!

Three or four ancient snow demons instantly turned into powder, and blood mist splattered.

"How is that possible?"

"What kind of power is this?"

An incredible scream sounded.

The surging blood illuminated the old faces who were extremely frightened.

The ancient demons with full confidence never expected that, after working hard for so long, preparing so well, and gathering so many top-level strong men to set up their formations, they were actually destroyed by the juniors of this human race in one encounter, and they did not even have a chance to save them.

Jiang Xiaohan's expression changed drastically and he subconsciously retreated.

Ye Qingyulong was aggressive and swung his sword again.

From the time he obtained the three sword scriptures to now, Ye Qingyu has never relaxed the understanding and practice of the sword scriptures for a moment, and now he has mastered the first [Man King Sword Book] to the extreme.

At this time, even if he transformed into a dragon, the secret of the sword scripture was still unnatural and burst out continuously. Although he was using a sword without any tricks, it contained an ultimate power, invincible and inescapable, as if it contained the power of the law. Several old monsters in the sect saw the sword light slowly coming, but were frightened to find that they could not hide no matter how hard they were. They watched themselves slashed by the sword light and then lost consciousness!

Bang bang bang bang!

Blood mist filled with blood and white bones splattered.

"Ah...this is impossible."

"God, I can't stop it!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

The old monsters, who were originally vicious, completely lost the courage to continue fighting after two moves.

As the trendsetters of an era, they also made a splash in an era and experienced life and death. However, the scene in front of them had no need to continue fighting, because this was simply a unilateral massacre. They were frightened to find that the power beyond the limit they gained after waking up was like a dream bubble in front of the young human race in front of them, and it was broken with one punch.

Bang bang bang bang!

There are three other ancient snow demons who have reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm, who are like dull puppets, and are slashed and exploded into blood mist all over the sky.

Jiang Xiaohan opened his eyes wide in horror and retreated frantically.

"How could this happen? Impossible, Ye Qingyu... How could his strength be so strong?" Because of fear and shock, her body was trembling uncontrollably. She could not believe all this and could not accept it.

Jiang Xiaohan originally thought that after experiencing disasters, he paid such a great price to get the recognition of that level of existence and gained strong power. So when he returned to Tianhuang Realm again, he could stand in front of him again, look down at him again, mock him ruthlessly, and let him kneel in front of him beg for mercy. Seeing his always calm face, he showed a panic and regretful expression...

However, she never expected that the reality would be like this.

Boom boom boom boom!

The sword intent of the human king is as violent as thunder.

The sword light suddenly grows and disappears, and it is hard to find. Wherever it passes, there is no old monster to resist.

"Damn... let's go."

“The plan failed!”

"Go away quickly, this guy is so scary."

The old monsters from all over the Tianhuang Realm have lost all their fighting spirit like frightened birds.

We have to admit that after slept for too long, although we resurrected our strength and life span, the long sleep time has mercilessly wiped out their fighting spirit and will. They can no longer be as proud as they used to be in the sword light and sword shadows, and they cannot ignite their blood and fight to the death like they used to be.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that their own era may really be gone forever.

Ye Qingyu transformed into a dragon, waved the blood-drinking sword, and walked like the wind.

Wherever the sword light arrives, killing follows.

He is not merciful.

These old monsters refused to give up their fantasy and wanted to return to the chaotic era of the past, and fell from the glory of martial arts in the world that once became a disaster. They did not repent. Their desire for power and life has distorted their psychology, just like cancers growing in the world that must be completely eradicated, and there will be endless disasters.

The Nine Nether Temple seems to have really become the Hell Shura Field.

Bloody surge.

Death is coming.

The old monsters want to escape.

But they were soon shocked to find that at some point, light-colored ice crystal patterns spread on the stone walls around the Jiuyou Temple. The cold patterns outlined countless mysterious ice runes like brushes, and densely spread across the entire Jiuyou Temple, turning the temple into an ice prison and completely sealed.

The retreat is cut off.

Someone was bombarding the ice rune veins wildly, but was bounced away by the recoil force and blood was sprayed on his mouth.

"You... are going to kill you all."

"Friends, you are so cruel. Do you want to kill all of us?"

"Rudes!"

The old monsters were in panic and extremely angry.

The traps and killing situations they had carefully prepared for Ye Qingyu have now become their own grave.

Ye Qingyu's eyes were ruthless, the dragon's body was as graceful as a terrifying geese, and the sword light was flying, harvesting these depraved dark lives.

Even though the old monsters were desperate, the gap in strength was too big to shake Ye Qingyu in the form of a silver dragon. He looked like a group of moths, trying to defeat the giant dragon, and it looked small and ridiculous.

"Ancestor Tian Yao, haven't he shown up yet?"

Ye Qingyu's voice shook in the Nine Nether Temple.

This time he wanted to plow the temple to sweep the cave, completely eliminate these disasters, and fundamentally solve the turmoil in the Tianhuang Realm, so he did not hesitate to take risks and came to the Nine Nether Temple alone, especially the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon, who has always been invisible behind the scenes to plan things. Ye Qingyu had a premonition that he would be a very difficult character, so he must be killed.

Today's situation must have been arranged by the ancestor of the Heavenly Demon.

And it is very likely that this mysterious existence is also in the Nine Nether Temple. Unfortunately, except for the word "kill" that was hoarse and cold at the beginning, Ye Qingyu was unable to capture the other party's position until now, so he simply spoke and tried it with words.

But the depths of the Nine Nether Temple were silent.

In the blink of an eye, more than half of the forty or fifty old monsters have been killed.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

The blood of a strong man contains endless essence, and even after death, he can kill people.

These old monsters are not high-level existences in the Heavenly Realm on May Day, and are cut into blood mist, but the murderous intent in the blood never fades away and spreads to the void. In the Nine Nether Temple, the bitter murderous intent is like the substance, and the void barriers are rippling faintly. Jiang Xiaohan felt a wave of suffocating pressure, and his skin was as painful as a needle, and he had lost his combat power.

She screamed and stepped back.

Ye Qingyu changed back to human form.

The sword light and sword intent are endless, just like the Yangtze River, and the whale swallows the void.

"Ah, I regret it..."

"I hate it when my whole life ends like this."

"I am not willing to give up. I will live for a lifetime and have not made up for the regrets of the past!"

"Hahaha, this is God's will. Our era is over. Living in the world is just a matter of humiliation. Since such a rare talent appears in the human race in the Tianhuang Realm, let him dominate this era, hahaha, crossing the rider and wielding the sword to shock the ghost feathers, it is a drunkenness in life... In the next life, I want to live openly."

In the Nine Nether Temple, the roars of the old monsters before their death echoed.

In the last moment of life, some people are unwilling to accept it, and some people understand it.
To be continued...