<="kj_n">><="">The Unsealed One

sat cross-legged on Xiaoqing's back. Ye Wuque comprehended and adapted to the surge in his cultivation at the moment. He felt the holy fighting spirit surging in his body like a flood. Even every pore seemed to have turned into an active volcano, steaming with earth-shaking power!

"This feeling... is so powerful! If it were me now, I would probably be able to blow up my old self with one punch!"

Ye Wuque's eyebrows were filled with a hint of surprise, and a touch of heat flashed across his bright eyes!

The fusion of the thousand-year-old spiritual root and the thousand-year-old empty blue contained a power beyond his imagination, pushing his cultivation to such a realm. What was even more incredible was that these two kinds of natural treasures were extremely rare, and each contained a rich and incomparable vitality, which was not possessed by other natural treasures. In addition, Ye Wuque had already embarked on the road to the extreme realm, and his foundation was so deep that it was incredible. Therefore, Ye Wuque's breakthrough in cultivation this time was not at all vain. The fighting spirit of the holy way was mighty, condensed and magnificent, and his realm was also extremely stable.

As for why Ye Wuque did not rush to the front battlefield as soon as possible, but returned to the Ten Directions River, one was that if he did not take revenge, he would not be a gentleman. The front battlefield was extremely complicated, the battle line was extremely long, and the duration of the war was also extremely long. After all, the five super sects were all behemoths, and small-scale battles were just cannibalization.

Once Ye Wuque entered the frontline battlefield, he would have no time to worry about the eight major sects and families of the Ten Directions River. Regardless of whether he won or lost in the end, the eight major sects and families would certainly move in response.

Secondly, Ye Wuque had not flown very far. He was only a few hundred miles away from the Ten Directions River. According to Xiaoqing's speed, it would only take half an hour to fly.

Running a hundred miles to kill Tang Liquan and Luo Qianhe would not affect the time Ye Wuque would take to go to the frontline battlefield.

Cry!

As if sensing the strong killing intent of the master on his back, Xiaoqing cried out, and raised his wings again. His speed exploded, and he crossed the sky like a ball of blue-red flames and stars, heading straight for the Ten Directions River!

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The Ten Directions River, Iron Lock Stone Bridge.

The three great elders of Lan Ming Sect, Wang Family, and Ziyou Sect were directing the disciples of the eight major sects to repair the damaged iron lock stone bridge, but the atmosphere here was still solemn, as if it had not yet recovered from the battle a day and a night ago.

Each disciple of the eight major sects was silent at this time, doing their own things, but there seemed to be a trace of shock in their eyes.

"This little bastard actually managed to escape! It really pissed me off!"

The old face of the great elder of Lan Ming Sect was still gloomy at this moment, and a chill of strangers emanated from his body.

"I can't believe it either, even if I saw it with my own eyes, I really can't believe it! The Sect Master and Sect Master Tang, they are both high and mighty masters of the Soul Realm! They could

n't even keep Ye Wuque!" With a sigh, the great elder of Ziyou Sect was full of sighs, and at the same time there was a trace of relief, which could be regarded as the relief of escaping death and not being killed by Ye Wuque.

"Anyway, this little bastard has already escaped. He should be rushing to the frontline battlefield now. I don't think he will have a chance to come back. He will definitely perish along with the Holy Path of the Heavens!"

The elder of the Wang family had the same cold voice as the elder of the Lanming Sect. He hated Ye Wuque very much because Ye Wuque killed the head of the Wang family, which made the entire Wang family leaderless and had to submit to the Ziyou Sect.

Where the three of them were standing at the moment, there were still a lot of dark red bloodstains on the ground. Whenever they saw the bloodstains on the ground, the faces of the three of them would twitch unnaturally.

Because the place under their feet was exactly where the corpse of the leader of the Qingshui Sword Sect floated before!

The blood on the ground was left by the leader of the Qingshui Sword Sect. Although the corpse had been disposed of, the bloodstains could not be eliminated for a while, and undoubtedly became a dazzling red.

For a while, the three old guys were silent, their eyes flickered, with resentment, unwillingness, and even more fortunate.

Fortunately, their eyes were occasionally projected into the stone hall in the distance, where two vast waves were constantly surging like breathing. The existence of Tang Liquan and Luo Qianhe was undoubtedly the Dinghaishenzhen of the eight major sects and families.

In the distance, the people of the Huoyun Caravan still did not leave. It was not that they did not want to, but they did not want to touch this bad luck. The third master looked at the appearance of the three elders at this moment and knew that it was not the right time.

And the two sisters of the Huo family were probably the only two happy people here at this moment!

Ye Wuque's escape undoubtedly made the two sisters completely relaxed and happy.

In the stone hall, although Luo Qianhe closed his eyes to heal his wounds, his face was not good. After a day and a night of healing, he suddenly found that the injuries in his body seemed extremely difficult to deal with.

A full ten rays of killing light formed by the glory ran around in his body, accompanied by a strange power that was like water but not water, like thunder but not thunder, just like a maggot attached to the bone, it was difficult to do anything. If it was the Xifan realm, even the master of the seven souls who embarked on the road of soul fusion would have died long ago.

Fortunately, he has the foundation of a master in the Soul Realm, so he can barely suppress it. If he wants to completely expel it, he needs a lot of hard work, at least a month.

The purple energy around him surged and slowly dissipated. Luo Qianhe opened his eyes and saw the broken finger again. His old face twitched unnaturally and he cursed: "Damn it!"

Not only was his ring finger cut off by Ye Wuque, but he also lost his storage ring. Although there were not many things in the storage ring, they were all his treasures!

They were all the cultivation resources promised to him by the Qingming Palace, and now they were all gone.

What made Luo Qianhe feel even more frightened was that he knew that Ye Wuque had erased the blood power on his storage ring. In other words, Ye Wuque might have obtained the things in his storage ring.

Luo Qianhe couldn't figure it out even if he racked his brains. How did Ye Wuque do it in such a short time?

Ye Wuque didn't have any elders of the Holy Way of the Heavens around him. Unless their cultivation was far superior to Luo Qianhe, they couldn't be forcibly wiped out.

However, in the next moment, when Luo Qianhe was cursing Ye Wuque in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and then his eyes suddenly raised, as if looking through the stone hall to a certain direction above the void, his eyes were full of disbelief!

At the same time, the voice of Tang Liquan from another direction also resounded in all directions with a hint of doubt!

"Ye Wuque! You are so brave! You dare to come back to die!"

Rumble!

Two roars suddenly echoed on the iron lock stone bridge, and two thousand-foot soul suns rushed out of the stone hall. At the end of the exit of the iron lock stone bridge, a slender figure slowly stepped in and slowly stepped into the iron lock stone bridge. He had thick black hair and bright eyes, and a chill surged. It was Ye Wuque!

"This... How is this possible! Am I seeing clearly?"     "

How dare he come back? Isn't he afraid of death?" The elder of the Lanming Sect had a look of horror on his face at this moment. When Ye Wuque's eyes caught him, he was so scared that he stepped back and turned pale.     The other elders also had a look of eating shit!     They couldn't figure out why Ye Wuque came back again!     He had just tried his best to escape before!     How could this happen?     Buzz!     The figures of Tang Liquan and Luo Qianhe appeared together, landing one after the other, and surrounded Ye Wuque on the iron lock stone bridge.     "Little beast! How dare you come back? Fine, fine! This time, our sect will tear off every one of your fingers to avenge our sect's broken fingers!"     Luo Qianhe's eyes instantly turned red, and his voice became a little sharp.     Tang Liquan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was checking the surroundings. He felt that Ye Wuque's return this time was extremely strange and completely against common sense. Could it be that the elders of the Holy Way of the Heavens really appeared?     "Don't look, there is no one else, only me. The reason why I came back is only for one purpose..."     Ye Wuque stood tall, and seemed to not care about Tang Liquan and Luo Qianhe who surrounded him from front and back. He talked freely, with a calm posture and a majestic appearance.     Tang Liquan put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes slightly, listened to Ye Wuque's words, and stared at him, as if waiting for the next words.     "It is to send you two old dogs on the road!"     The cold voice echoed, resounding throughout the Ten Directions River, making everyone present change their faces wildly!     "Hahahahaha! You little bastard! You're sending us off? Kneel down for our sect!"     Ye Wuque's words made Luo Qianhe laugh in anger. The purple soul sun behind him jumped and slashed directly at Ye Wuque!     The purple giant palm appeared out of nowhere. The first move of the cultivator in the early stage of the Soul Realm was as if the sky and the earth were breaking apart!     In the distance, the elders of the eight major sects and families all retreated at the first moment, especially the great elders of the Lanming Sect and the Wang Family. At this moment, they retreated wildly and looked at Ye Wuque with a grim smile, as if they were looking at an idiot.     "You're really looking for death! Humph! Let's see how you can escape this time!"     At the moment when Luo Qianhe made his move, Tang Liquan also stretched out his hand, imprisoning the spatial force of a radius of ten thousand feet, not allowing Ye Wuque to use the space-related unique skills!     Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion. Ye Wuque's behavior was completely looking for death.     However, at this moment, the Emperor Ji Tian Palace appeared again on Ye Wuque's hands, and the void swelled, erupting with unparalleled fluctuations!     This time, the Emperor Ji Tian Palace surged to a full ten thousand feet in size, and an irresistible force exploded from it, smashing directly towards Luo Qianhe!     Bang!     A huge roar resounded, and Luo Qianhe's figure actually flew backwards, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his old face full of shock and anger, and even a hint of confusion!     He stared at the ten thousand feet-sized Emperor Ji Tian Palace, unable to imagine why the power of this top-grade spiritual weapon would increase by more than ten times compared to a day and a night ago!     "This is impossible!"     Luo Qianhe roared, totally unbelievable!     He, a great master in the early stage of the Soul Realm, was actually directly shattered by a top-grade spiritual weapon in the Xifan Realm!     This world instantly fell into dead silence!     Only Tang Liquan spoke slowly with an extremely gloomy face, and his tone was also full of shock and anger: "Your cultivation... You actually broke through to the Great Perfection     of Tianchong!" As soon as these words came out, Ye Wuque immediately let out a long roar, and the holy way fighting spirit around him exploded like a golden waterfall, and terrifying fluctuations overflowed. It was amazing that he had reached the Great Perfection of Tianchong!     Black hair danced wildly, and Ye Wuque's eyes were filled with murderous intent!     "Two old dogs, prepare to die!"     <="">Search "Kujiang.com" on WeChat, follow it and send the name of the work, and read the full text of the genuine version for free! The fastest update! <="kj_ds_icon">