But in the face of this sword that can hurt the cultivator, ye xuangen didn't pay any attention to it. I just tried my best and continued to plunge in.
"Click!"
Shen Mang's hand, with strong energy, was like inserting tofu. He easily broke the War Ghost's war clothes and inserted it into the War Ghost's chest. He grabbed the ghost core in his body, and then ye Xuan gently grasped it.
"Bang."
The ghost core that condenses the whole body energy of War Ghost e son is directly pinched into pieces by Ye Xuan.
When ezzie, the War Ghost, gave out an earth shaking roar. This roar brought with him how unwilling, how confused, and how angry he was. However, the ghost core of the War Ghost Ezi is broken, just like the inner elixir of the immortal cultivator is broken. The War Ghost Ezi has no chance of resurrection.
"Boom!"
The ghost body of the War Ghost Er Zi exploded directly in the void, turned into innumerable gloomy ghost Qi, and gradually dispersed in all directions.
At that moment, all the warlords turned into sculptures, which is unbelievable. Many ghost generals even knelt down directly with a puff.
Between heaven and earth, only Ye Xuan, with black clothes and black hair, stood up bravely in blood, shining with divine brilliance, and was an invincible God of war.
Ezi of the War Ghost clan is dead!
This cultivation of immortals has achieved the goal of transforming the gods, bearing the blood of the warring ghost family and the king family. It only needs to wait until it reaches adulthood to be promoted to the horrible existence of returning to emptiness. It was torn by Ye Xuan!
Although the original soul of the War Ghost Ezi is still there, after the ghost body of the War Ghost Ezi is scattered, Ezi's real body also remains. But Ezi's ghost core has been broken, just like Neidan's, and there is no chance of recovery.
Countless soldiers of the War Ghost clan are as pale as ashes, with an unbelievable face.
Even Zhao Hexiu could not help but take a breath: "my God, ye mietian really killed the War Ghost Er Zi? That's the son of the War Ghost clan, the descendant of the War Ghost king. "
Zhao Hexiu was really afraid of Ye Xuan at this time. No matter how powerful the Wanzai orthodoxy was, he did not dare to claim that it was stronger than the tangtangtanggui clan.
"Ye mietian is absolutely crazy." Zhao Hexiu muttered in his heart.
But in fact, at this time, the soul of the War Ghost Er Zi is also roaring wildly!
"Are you crazy? Why do you have to fight me to the end? Don't you know that the end result will be that both sides will lose? "
The War Ghost Ezi is crazy.
After the last blow, ye Xuan was also seriously injured. The chopping ghost sword directly cuts the Tianxuan sword into two parts, and then cuts it into Ye Xuan's shoulder. It almost cuts off Ye Xuan's half body and kills Ye Xuan as well.
Even now, countless ghosts are still shining in Ye Xuan's wound.
Even if it is the immortal yuan of the spirit of heaven, he seems a little weak in the face of the last blow of a God, holding the weapon of the treasure of heaven. Although the blue awn covered Ye Xuan's whole body, it was difficult to recover in a short time.
"No matter how big the loss is, it's worth killing you and fighting ghost Er Zi."
Ye Xuanping said quietly.
Then, regardless of the roar of the War Ghost Ezi, ye Xuan played the immortal method. A blue light flashed by, and sealed the soul of the War Ghost Ezi and his ghost body. In particular, the blood of the War Ghost Ezi was collected by Ye Xuan. Immediately after that, ye Xuan grabbed the chopping ghost sword.
The essence and blood of such a pure blood War Ghost family is so precious that it is not inferior to the descendants of those beasts.
With the War Ghost Ezi, ye Xuan can refine a furnace of peerless Tiandan, and even condense a divine yuan Dan.
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
Although he got the War Ghost Er Zi, ye Xuan still showed a bitter smile and looked up from afar.
I can only see that, beyond the junction mountain, the thunder clouds covering the sky for 5000 Li completely cover half of the sky in the field of vision. It seems that they are endless. Electric dragons flashing with cold light constantly rotate and jump in the clouds, sometimes disappear and sometimes appear. Each Thunder Dragon is shining with different colors, representing different attributes of thunder, Some are even as long as thousands of feet.
Ye Xuan knew that when the thunder clouds in the sky were completely condensed, it was time for his thunder disaster to come down. But because ye Xuan forced yuan Dan in his body to fight to the end, it was inevitable that he would be robbed.
"Hoo, but the battle with the War Ghost Ezi is too heavy for me."
Ye Xuanchang breathed.
Four of Ye Xuan's five yuan dans were completely broken in this battle with the War Ghost Ezi, and only the last yuan dans were left.
It's a good thing to say that the other three pieces of Yuan Dan are broken. Only that day's Ling Yuan Dan is Ye Xuan's divine yuan Dan. If you can't find a suitable wood medicine or material in a short time, ye Xuan will have to spend countless times of hard work to gather Tian Ling Yuan Dan again. Especially at this time, ye Xuan's thunder disaster is coming. No matter how unwilling Ye Xuan is, he can only harden his head and let himself cross the disaster.
Ye Xuan originally thought that the idea that the yuan Dan of five sacred products was condensed into a "golden elixir of sacred products" was completely turned into a bubble.
"But now the elixir of the divine is OK. Candlelight is the supreme of the divine beasts. Even if it is only the golden elixir condensed into a divine product, it is far more than the War Ghost, the son of God of all races and so on. I don't need to practice candlelight to the later stage of the golden elixir, so I can hang them completely. " Ye Xuan shook his head slightly.
Ye Xuan, who has always made a decision in his heart, will never regret it.
Moreover, there is no way to recover the cohesion of the elixir. Even Beitian Jinghua knows how to find Taichu medicine and reshape Lingxiang Jindan. Ye Xuan, as an immortal without a beginning, naturally knew more about the golden elixir.
"Click!"
Ye Xuan, carrying a ghost sword several Zhang long, shakes it step by step and slowly falls down from the void to Zhao Hexiu's side.
Ye Xuan's step on the mountain, almost a stagger, fell to the ground. At this time, the extremely terrifying sword spirit of the War Ghost is still rampant in Ye Xuan's body, and ye Xuan is just in his unprecedented weak period.
Four yuan Dan in Ye Xuan's body are broken, and the mana of one yuan Dan is about to be exhausted. At the moment, ye Xuan is not much better than Zhao he Xiu when it comes to Xiuxian's fighting power.
"Protect the Dharma for me. I want to recover my immortal power quickly and pass the thunder robbery in my heyday."
With a bang, ye xuankuang put a ghost sword beside him, then sat cross legged on the top of the mountain, and ordered Zhao Hexiu to do it, and ye Xuan quickly sank into the cultivation.