A sky-covering formation appeared, covering the heavens.

Yan Yumeng and his group of people floated down from the air, looking at the unpredictable formation in the void, each of them showing a look of shock.

One person said: "Palace Master, Ye Changsheng had already set up a large formation, no wonder he dared to fight us."

Yan Yumeng's face was as gloomy as water. "What kind of formation is this? It actually emits such a terrifying aura."

Everyone was confused and didn't recognize the formation in front of them at all.

At this time.

Ye Changsheng floated down from the sky and appeared behind them. "Welcome to the Zhuxian Sword Formation."

At this point, his eyes fell on an old man, "Why are you shaking? Are you feeling unwell?"

Yan Yumeng turned her head to look to the side and found that the old man next to her was shaking non-stop. After all, he was a cultivator in the Ancestral God Realm. How could a large formation scare him like this?

Ye Changsheng added: "Hand over my people. This is not a negotiation, but an order."

Yan Yumeng tightly grasped the blood-red scimitar in her hand, "Ye Changsheng, you want me to surrender with a large formation? The worst that can happen is that we will die together."

Ye Changsheng said calmly, "Perish together? That's wishful thinking. Do you think I will give you a chance?"

The words fell.

His mind moved, and a ball of air fell from the sky, like a prehistoric giant beast, opening its mouth wide and directly swallowing up the strong men from the Hunting God Palace.

These people didn't even have the chance to scream before they were instantly buried in the rolling yellow fog, with brilliant golden light flashing.

The sword flashed like a storm, making a soul-stirring sound.

Yan Yu dreamed that everyone around her was swallowed by the formation, and her face turned pale. What kind of formation was this? The ancestor god was buried in the formation, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move? Ye Changsheng said: "I allow you to make a move."

The bloody aura on Yan Yumeng's figure surged, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind her, as if shaking the Shura God of the Nine Heavens.

"Shura possessed!"

"Shura Slash!"

As the voice fell, the God Shura behind Yan Yumeng tightly grasped the giant sword and slashed towards Ye Changsheng in mid-air.

This is her strongest attack.

His purpose is not only to kill Ye Changsheng, but also to break the Zhuxian Formation in front of him.

The next moment.

An amazing scene happened.

Ye Changsheng's figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, the immortal divine wings appeared behind him, and he directly released his winged magical power.

Divine wings cover the sky.

Endless darkness shrouded the sky above the True God Shura, and the dark godhead and the immortal godhead appeared behind Ye Changsheng.

at the same time.

The true body of Qingtian's Dharma image appeared, looking even more majestic and magnificent than Yan Yumeng's giant shadow of the God Shura.

The true body of the Dharma is higher than the sky.

He held the God-killing Sword in his hand and slashed it across the air. A white light traveled three thousand miles and passed through the body of the True God Shura.

Swish.

Yan Yumeng flew backwards, her eyes full of disbelief, "Is his own strength so terrifying?"

Little did they know.

Ye Changsheng was just performing normally.

Haven't used Blood Burning Frenzy and Divine Demon Transformation yet.

boom.

boom.

The sound of the explosion spread, and the giant shadow of the God Shura collapsed and turned into nothingness in an instant.

Yan Yumeng fell from the sky, blood oozing out from the corners of her mouth again, "Dual Godhead, what kind of perversion is this?"

He has been in the Fifth Heaven for many years and has also studied in the Ninth Heaven. It seems that there is no peerless genius like Ye Changsheng.

The Dharma image behind Ye Changsheng disappeared, and his figure floated down from the sky and appeared in front of Yan Yumeng, "You can hand him over now."

Yan Yumeng said: "I have sent the person to the Ninth Heaven. If you have the courage, go to the Hunting God Palace in the Ninth Heaven."

Ye Changsheng nodded, "In that case, you have no value at all."

Yan Yumeng said: "If you kill me, you will definitely regret it."

"Regret?" Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice, "In my life creed, there is no word like regret."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

laugh.

A sword slashed across, and blood splattered.

Yan Yumeng's head flew out, and her wide-open pupils were full of unwillingness.

Ye Changsheng waved his hand casually, and a spiritual ring appeared in his palm. He turned and walked towards the Zhuxian Formation.

This moment.

There were only three powerful men left in the Hunting God Palace. They witnessed Yan Yumeng being killed with their own eyes. Looking at Ye Changsheng walking forward with a sword in hand, the three of them were terrified.

Ye Changsheng said: "Where are the people from the God and Demon Clan that you captured now? Tell me and you can live."

The three looked at each other, and one of them said quickly: "In the Tiansha Underground Palace, but the underground palace has been destroyed. They are probably buried deep underground."

Ye Changsheng asked: "Is this really the case?"

The three of them suddenly realized and said in unison: "Yes, we can open the underground palace, we can really open it!"

In an instant, the three powerful Ancestral God Realm warriors were instantly reduced to laborers and began to move the collapsed mountains.

"Ding, remind the master to kill one of Shura's clones and win a system lottery."

"Ding, remind the master, complete the slaying of 100 ancestral gods and obtain a system reward."

Shura's clone?

Ye Changsheng stood in the Zhuxian Formation, turned his head to look at Yan Yumeng, and found that her body on the ground had disappeared.

"System, is Yan Yumeng dead or not?"

"Ding, remind the master that this Shura clone has fallen."

Ye Changsheng said: "System, what on earth is going on!"

"Ding, remind the master that this person is just a clone of the real Shura, a bit like Dao Ling'er."

Ye Changsheng seemed to understand, "That is to say, the real Shura has his clones practicing outside. It is possible that he has more than one clone, right?"

"Ding, reminding the master, this is the truth. When the master is strong enough, he can also have many clones. It is very easy for one clone to suppress a world. However, this Shura clone is a bit weak and cannot be compared with Dao Ling'er at all. Therefore, the real Shura will not be too powerful."

Ye Changsheng said: "Fortunately, he is not very strong."

"Ding, remind the master, even if the real Shura is not very strong, it is easy to kill the master."

Ye Changsheng: "Am I that weak?"

"Master, not weak? It took so long to kill a Shura clone. How sad!"

Ye Changsheng's expression changed. "Damn, am I being looked down upon by the system?"