roll.

The sound resounded through the sky and was deafening.

In the void, everyone only felt their blood boiling and a fishy and sweet taste coming from their throats. Under the terrifying pressure, they even found it difficult to breathe.

My heart seemed like it would stop at any moment.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and then an astonishing scene happened.

A huge sword slashed down from the air, covering everyone.

Oh my god, who is this?

This sword is so strong and big.

If I got hit... oh... I don't dare to think about it.

For a while.

Everyone rushed into the air and tried to escape, even Long Nanxian was no exception.

Because he was not sure he could block the power of the sword in front of him.

Everyone rushed away, escaping from the coverage of the big sword, just when they thought they were safe.

The great sword turned.

Sweeping across the sky, destroying everything in its path.

The sword energy can turn? This is too weird.

They have lived for thousands of years, but this is the first time they have seen it.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have believed that the sword energy would turn.

horrible.

It's so scary.

boom.

boom.

With a sweep of the sword, Jieying, Long Cangsheng, and the eight elders of the academy were all killed under the sword light.

The sword arrives.

The sky collapsed, the space sank, and everyone's figures turned into dust and disappeared.

At this time.

A figure walked down from the air, his white clothes were whiter than snow, he had an elegant demeanor, and looked extremely handsome.

With starry eyes and sword-like eyebrows, he looked like an immortal. Wherever he passed, long silver swords flew under his feet. Long Nanxian's eyes fell on the person who came. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and was extremely shocked. "Who are you!"

"My name: Ye Zhantian!"

At this point, he turned around and looked at Ye Changsheng, "His father, you old guys, you are thousands of years old, bullying my son alone."

"Come, let me practice with you!"

Long Nanxian's pupils dilated, and he muttered to himself, "Ye Zhantian, shouldn't it be Ye Xiuyuan?"

On one side, Yan Bugui said: "Ye Zhantian's master is Ye Xiuyuan."

Nan Longxian took a breath of cold air. Although Ye Zhantian was a clone, the pressure he emanated was something he could not resist at all.

He had just broken through the ancient god and reached the realm he had always dreamed of. Was he going to die here? No.

I absolutely cannot die.

Ye Zhantian said again: "Take action, let me see how strong you are!"

At this point, he paused, looked at Yan Bugui and Ning Wushan and said, "You two old bastards are from the Creation Sect. Before coming to this world, I just went to the Creation Sect, and it is now in ruins."

Yan Bugui forced himself to calm down, "Ye Zhantian, your clone has come to this world, the Creation Gate will definitely destroy your body, and you will become a lonely ghost."

Ye Zhantian said: "Too much talk!"

He snapped his fingers, a ray of sword light flew out, sank into the center of Yan Bugui's eyebrows, and a ray of his clone turned into nothingness.

Ning Wushan was almost frightened to death.

This is too powerful.

He also wants to cool down.

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Ye Zhantian said: "Why don't you three join forces to fight? Are you giving me no face?"

Long Nanxian transmitted the message: "Changjie, let the strong men from the Realm Lord's Mansion take action, otherwise we will all die here."

Luo Changjie said: "Old Dean, I have already opened the space law. We are ready to leave. Let's go back to the Lord's Mansion first. We will discuss the rest later."

Long Nanxian narrowed his eyes slightly, watching Luo Changjie ready to leave at any time. At this moment, Ye Zhantian struck with another sword, killing Ning Wushan instantly.

For a while.

Only Long Nanxian and Luo Changjie were left in the void. The latter flew backwards and threw out a Heavenly Dao Talisman casually. A huge vortex appeared behind him.

Luo Changjie took Luo Jiuqing with him and disappeared into the whirlpool with Nan Longxian.

Ye Zhantian broke the Heavenly Dao Talisman with a sword and found that the two people had disappeared. He turned around and looked at Ye Changsheng.

"Boy, keep your breath in check and follow me!"

As the voice fell, his clothes fluttered, and his figure disappeared in the sky above Tianshuyuan. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the endless sky.

The terrifying aura on Ye Changsheng's figure dissipated, and cracks appeared on his body. "Clean up the battlefield and wait for me to come back!"

then.

His figure flashed and he chased in the direction Ye Zhantian left.

When he reappeared, he was standing on a lone peak with his hands behind his back, "You're here."

Ye Changsheng said: "Here I come."

Although the two are father and son, they have never met each other and are very unfamiliar with each other.

Ye Zhantian said: "It's been eighteen years. I didn't expect you to have grown up so much. Are your mother, grandfather, and ancestors all right?"

Ye Changsheng said: "Mother and grandfather are fine. The old ancestor just saved me and only a remnant soul is left."

Ye Zhantian was slightly startled, "Your identity is not simple, I sense the blood of the God and Demon Clan in you."

Ye Changsheng nodded, "I am the young master of the God and Demon Clan."

Ye Zhantian added: "So that's how it is. No wonder the cause and effect of your life is so complicated."

At this point, he paused and continued, "The two souls I just killed came from the Creation Gate of the Creation Heaven. Their purpose was to capture you and your mother and use them to threaten me."

Ye Changsheng said: "It seems that you have a lot of troubles. How do you have time to save me? And you were taken away by Ye Xiuyuan, so why did you come back suddenly?"