Chapter 1402

"This power, this power does not belong to the world, I have never felt this power. Ha ha ha... "

Li Hansheng said loudly, then he laughed.

And ye Ziheng looks at Li Hansheng with a dignified face.

"Blood death seal" is not the strongest martial art of Ye Ziheng, but it's also powerful enough. Even such martial arts can only let Li Hansheng keep some blood, but can't really kill him. I'm afraid other martial arts can't think about it.

And after laughing for a long time, Li Hansheng finally turned around and looked at ye Ziheng.

"Ye Ziheng, I don't want to fight with you. This time we're tied. What do you think?"

Ye Ziheng is stunned for a moment and looks at Li Hansheng's eyes full of doubts.

No more? A draw? What is this? Ye Ziheng is a fool. We can also see that his strength is totally impossible to be Li Hansheng's opponent, but Li Hansheng says they are tied?

"Why?"

Ye Ziheng couldn't help but ask. He really didn't understand.

I don't understand why Li Hansheng wants to fight with them and why he wants to give up fighting.

"There's something I can't tell you right now."

Li Hansheng said, turning to look at ye Ziheng.

"But when your cultivation reaches the peak of xianwujing, you can come to Tianmen and defeat me. All doubts and puzzles will be solved at that moment."

Hearing this, ye Ziheng was stunned.

Tianmen! Isn't that where destiny is! Can we say that the man in front of us is destiny!

Ye Ziheng suddenly looks up at Li Hansheng, but Li Hansheng has disappeared, leaving only a piece of human skin on the ground.

"Ye Ziheng, I'm looking forward to the day when I fight with you, and this abyss of human remains will be sent to you. Here are millions of souls who died under my sword, and they are also given to you. I hope you don't let me down."

Then, ye Ziheng felt that a powerful force suddenly appeared in his mind, which was a dead soul with a long history of resentment, and their hatred and anger kept ringing in his mind.

"Destiny! You have destroyed our country and killed my subjects. Today, I must act for heaven and kill you bastard! "

"Destiny! I'm going to hell, and I want you to die! "

"Destiny! I will drag you to the grave! "

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In ye Ziheng's mind, countless souls of pain and anger clamor to kill the destiny, but ye Ziheng is the tortured one.

He could feel the powerful anger, which was encroached upon by the rational anger, and seemed to want to occupy him, and turn him into the tool of destiny revenge.

But ye Ziheng is still resisting. But under the spirits of millions of people who agree with each other, ye Ziheng's personal will seems so weak, as if it would be eliminated at any time.

"Quiet!"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded. For a moment, all the dead souls were quiet and recovered. Without the previous pain and anger, there was only pure fear left.

Ye Ziheng can feel their fear, the fear of the unknown and the powerful.

"Boy, are you ok?"

The voice of the Demon Lord came into ye Ziheng's mind, and a faint smile appeared on ye Ziheng's face.

It seems that the best way to suppress the dead is to find a stronger one.