The body of the Holy Lord of Flowers hung stiffly in the air.

At this moment, her eyes could barely move.

At this moment, Ye Chuyao pointed a finger at her forehead.

At that moment, one of the three silver needles inserted into the blood-red talisman in the distance bounced out of the talisman instantly.

"Okay, you can talk now!"

"Tell me, are you willing to be my soul slave?"

"If you refuse, the end result will be death!"

Ye Chuyao's indifferent words reached the ears of the Holy Lord of Flowers.

The Holy Lord of Flowers instinctively wanted to refuse. After all, she was the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Flowers and her status was extremely noble.

There was nothing in the entire upper world that could bring her to her knees.

But this little girl in front of her, who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, actually wanted her to be her soul slave.

The thought of having to be a servant girl and serve this girl obediently in the future made me feel unhappy.

The Hundred Flowers Saint’s silver teeth were almost broken.

She didn't speak for a long time, and her facial expression kept changing, showing sadness, grievance, resentment, and unwillingness.

But the only thing missing is obedience.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chuyao understood that it would be impossible for the Holy Lord of Flowers to surrender to him.

"It seems you don't want to surrender to me!"

"Yes, you are the Lord of a holy land. How could you be willing to be my soul servant and let your life and death be controlled by me?"

"In that case, then you can die!"

After he finished speaking, Ye Chuyao lightly snapped his fingers with a "click" sound.

The blood-colored talisman in the distant void suddenly began to burn.

At the same time, the body of the Holy Lord of Flowers was also ignited by the flames.

The flames started from the soles of the feet and continued to spread to the body above.

A pain deep in her soul swept through the Saint Lord of Flowers' body. That kind of pain, even if it lasted for a few seconds, was enough to make her collapse.

Suddenly, the Holy Lord of Flowers roared in disarray: "I am willing to serve you as my master and be your soul slave. Please let me go!"

After getting this answer, Ye Chuyao smiled slightly: "Haha, if you had done this earlier, wouldn't you have to suffer this physical pain?"

After saying this, she lightly patted the Saint Lord of Flowers on the shoulder, and a stream of spiritual power instantly poured into her body.

At that moment, the flame that was about to spread upwards was suddenly extinguished.

If it weren't for the burning pain deep in his soul, the Holy Lord of Flowers would have thought that the torture just now was an illusion.

At this moment, Ye Chuyao said calmly: "Come here, don't resist!"

"When you make a contract, if anything goes wrong, you'll be killed."

After these words were spoken, the expression of the Saint Lord of Flowers suddenly changed, but he still nodded obediently.

........

Half a minute later, the soul contract was finally established.

Behind Ye Chuyao, the Holy Lord of Flowers stood obediently with his hands behind his back.

"Master, what should we do next?"

"Should I order the strong men from the Holy Land of Hundred Flowers to stop attacking?"

The Holy Lord of Flowers asked with a complicated expression.

After all, apart from her, the rest of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land was still fighting.

Now that she has become Ye Chuyao's soul slave, she naturally has to stop the people from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land from taking action.

Hearing this, Ye Chuyao nodded: "That's indeed what it should be!"

"After all, Wanyao Pavilion and Baihua Holy Land are all one family from now on, and I don't want our family to kill each other."

"Let's go over there and take a look at the situation first."

Having said that, Ye Chuyao flew in one direction, and the Holy Lord of Flowers followed her obediently.

........

Hao Jiuyou has been watching the battle on Ye Chuyao's side.

Through Ye Chuyao's simple attack, he already knew that the four great saints were definitely not Ye Chuyao's opponents.

But he never expected that Ye Chuyao's achievements would be so brilliant.

Of the four great saints, two escaped, one died, and one surrendered.

Moreover, the two guys who escaped are in an extremely miserable state. They even have no physical bodies left. It is basically impossible for them to return to the peak in the future.

Moreover, neither the Wanyao Pavilion nor the Lutian Demon Sect will give them a chance to recover.

"The defeat of the Four Sacred Grounds is inevitable."

"After this great battle, this sect master finally has a clear understanding of the situation in the upper realm."

"Compared to the Four Holy Lands, the Wan Yao Pavilion is the real threat."

"Especially this Fairy Ling Yin. If she is still alive, she will be superior to this Sect Master."

"unless......"

The cold murderous intent in Hao Jiuyou's eyes was constantly gathering.

"Forget it, let's break this formation first and deal with the enemies from the four sacred places first."

Thinking of this, Hao Jiuyou began to attack the colorful bubble frantically again.

.........

"Haha, the fighting ability of the elders of your holy land is really not that good!"

“They are all being suppressed and beaten!”

Ye Chuyao looked at the battle circle not far ahead with disdain in his eyes.

At this moment, Ye Hongtu and others opened fire at full force, suppressing the five elders of the Holy Land.

There are currently five elders on the Holy Land side, two from the Hundred Flowers Holy Land, two from the Seven Lights Holy Land, and one from the Silk Holy Land.

Ye Chuyao did not recognize the two elders of Baihua Holy Land, but one of the two elders of Qiyao Holy Land was Tang Hanyu.

As for the elder of the Jisi Holy Land, Ye Chuyao was not unfamiliar with him. He was the elder 괗 of the Jisi Holy Land.

“Master, I will order the two elders of Baihua Holy Land to stop their attack!” Baihua Holy Lord said hastily.

Now, the two elders of the Hundred Flowers Holy Land were being badly suppressed by the Moon Wolf King.

If it weren't for their strong ability to survive, they would have probably been killed by the Moon-shaking Wolf King.

Hearing this, Ye Chuyao shook his head: "Don't be impatient!"

"Although they are being completely suppressed, they can still hold out for a while in the hands of the Moon Wolf King if they join forces."

"And the other three battle circles will soon decide the winner!"

Because the two were still some distance away from the battle circle over there, the people fighting over there did not notice Ye Chuyao and the other person.

........

“Hahahaha, what a joy!”

"Elder 괗, do you still recognize me?"

"I am 녢云!"

Ye Yunwu has already taken out the Thousand Illusions Spirit Mirror.

Three identical men attacked at the same time, with an extremely violent attack.

The elder was struggling to resist his attacks, and he had no idea how many punches he had received.

At this moment, hearing Ye Yunwu's words, a look of disbelief suddenly appeared in Elder 괗's eyes:

"How is it possible? It's you?"

"You were pretending to be Yun? But you clearly have the strength of a God Realm?"