Long-life cultivation, mortal cultivation, low-profile cultivation.
Having transmigrated to another world for decades, Ye Han was still an obscure rogue cultivator.
He diligently worked...
at the same time.
More than a dozen laws of power surrounded his entire body.
This time, he was completely determined.
Fight with all your strength.
To win is to live.
Defeat means death.
Snap...
One step forward and the sky and earth exploded.
Ye Han was like a god of war, sweeping across the world.
Soon, the two of them collided again.
The terrifying power made the Soul Tower tremble. Fortunately, there was the help of the tower spirit, otherwise the entire Soul Tower would have been blown away by this one blow alone.
"war!"
Ye Han shouted loudly, and all the spiritual energy in his body burst out.
The vast and boundless soul power was directly compressed and turned into a soul needle that shot out.
There is an increase in the sea of consciousness world.
His fighting power also reached its peak, and he even suppressed the strange man in a subtle way.
This made the man's face even angrier.
"ah....."
The man roared madly, and the last few talismans fell off at this moment.
For a moment, his aura surged again.
"That's it? The Taotie bloodline is just this."
"You...are looking for death."
Boom...
The strange man went completely crazy.
Various means appeared in his hands.
It kept attacking Ye Han, especially the force of space, which was powerful and abnormal.
The sword intent of life and death was almost wiped out.
And Ye Han was no less impressive.
He was also very clear that with his current level of cultivation, he could not sustain the power of the sea of consciousness world for a long time, so he had to fight quickly and decisively.
"kill."
Both of them were roaring madly, and waves of terrifying power erupted one after another.
soon.
Both of them suffered a lot of injuries.
Blood is flowing.
The clothes of both of them were stained blood.
But they didn't care at all and continued to bombard each other frantically.