Mi Lao's soul left his body in an instant, appearing and disappearing, extremely weak, and fled thousands of meters backward.
He glanced at Ye Changqing with resentment: "When I set foot in the Lingyuan Realm, I will make sure you die in humiliation!"
He himself controls a great sect and is a saint ancestor among the ten thousand demons.
But now, he was killed by a young man with just a few moves, and his body was destroyed.
To reshape the body of a saint, one needs to consume holy medicine and many treasures.
This will drain most of the family's assets.
And it will take decades.
Ye Changqing's face was solemn: "I broke my promise today."
"I didn't kill you."
"When I become a saint, I will come to find you no matter where you are in the world."
"I'll give you a ride."
His tone was extremely serious.
Although the body was cut off, the soul actually escaped.
This was a mistake due to my own combat experience.
We should first use the Golden Crow Killing Formation to trap him. In this way... we can also erase the mark of this saint's soul.
Of course, a saint-level strongman has mastered many magical powers, and it is difficult to kill him even if he is at a suppressed level.
You need to wait for yourself to grow up.
"Withdraw!"
Yuan Feng also realized that with these several magical artifacts, it would be too difficult to break through the defense line.
This group of powerful men from the Ten Thousand Demons Clan included elders from various major sects, including Hedao and Jiesheng.
If it were to perish here, it would be a waste of nature's gift.
There is no gain in continuing the fight.
He immediately threw out several formation plates to block the Qingyang Sect and several quasi-emperor spirits, and retreated in an orderly manner to dozens of miles away with nearly 100,000 strong men.
He looked at the corpses, and found that there were many powerful ones among them.
The bright red blood gathered into streams and flowed into the yellow sandy land.
His face looked extremely ugly.
I am afraid that if I lead the team this time, I will be questioned by the tribe and even my status will be affected.
Ye Changqing followed slowly behind and came to the end of the yellow sand, only a hundred feet away.
He activated the Qilin Sword and drew a line on the ground.
"Whoever crosses this line will die."
A calm and tender voice sounded, but it made people feel cold in their hearts.
The creatures of the Ten Thousand Demons Clan had ashen faces; they were actually threatened by a young man.
But... at the intersection of the two worlds, under the suppression of rules, no one can be his opponent.
Even a powerful saint would not dare to cross over at this moment.
The previous case of Mi Lao is a lesson for us.
"Daoyou, it's over."
“We can win together.”
"There's no need to fight to the death."
"After the arrival of the Gods, the Lingyuan Realm will still fall. If you and I work together, we will have a chance to occupy half of the world."
"I can still fulfill my previous promise. Even if I don't plant the demon seed, I can still help your Qingyang Sect achieve a breakthrough to the third level of Saint within a hundred years."
Yuan Feng took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice.
He is no longer as tough as before, and it is unlikely to be conquered. We have to settle for the second best, as long as we can cooperate.
It is too difficult to find another path.
Sect Master Yang Tian and the heads of the major peaks who were following behind sneered.
Breakthrough to sainthood within a hundred years?
There are only three?
Now, relying on Lord Jie Ling, the second saint of Qingyang Sect is about to appear.
There are also two supreme elders who are trying to break through to the Saint Realm.
The key point is, it has only been a few years since the Son of God joined the sect?
Therefore, everyone was completely uninterested in the proposal of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Demons.
Of course, there is another reason, that is, Ye Changqing’s will is to resist the Ten Thousand Demons, so... they must follow closely.
"You, are you worthy enough to bargain with me?"
Ye Changqing glanced at it casually, not caring at all.
His hands kept forming seals, and mysterious formations rose from the ground.
In just a quarter of an hour, nearly ten earth-level perfect killing formations fell at the end of the yellow sand land.
It contains the great realm of thunder, fire, and sword.
Even if it is an old antique who has suppressed his realm, as long as he is in the Tianxuan realm, he will be skinned alive if he does not die when entering the intersection of the two realms.
Yuan Feng's face looked extremely ugly.
This is a complete disregard for oneself.
He suppressed his inner anger and spoke in a low voice.
"Good! Very good!"
"I, Yuan, have taken note of what happened today."
"I hope you won't stay in the Spirit Realm your whole life."
"Of course, it won't be long before this prince comes looking for you."
Immediately, he left with nearly 100,000 powerful demons and did not stay any longer.
After all...if two or three powerful saints really died, his position as the emperor's son would be over.
When Ye Changqing saw the demon tribe's troops disappear into the sky, his face instantly became solemn.
"Ancestor Tianyang, have someone set up a formation to seal off this demon cave."
"Send out your disciples, one every ten miles, and notify me of any situation."
"In addition, Chaos Star Spirit, Long Yuan, and Senior Fang Tian will stay behind to guard the city."
"We must not allow the Ten Thousand Demons to enter the Spiritual Realm."
"Otherwise... there will be big problems."
Su Tianyang nodded when he heard this. Fortunately, Changqing came this time, otherwise... it would be hard to predict what would happen.
Hidden in the demon army were no fewer than five saints and more than ten powerful men of Hedao.
If we walk out of Lingyuan, establish a defense line, and continuously send strong people over, then... the Qingtian Dao Realm will be destroyed.
If an ancient being at the Great Saint level or even the Saint Lord level were to step out, it would be a one-sided massacre.
"Changqing, what do you think of the Shinto League?"
Su Tianyang hesitated and spoke.
A cold look appeared on Ye Changqing's flawless face.
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