"These thirty-three days of Hongmeng's treasure, each one has the destructive power against the heavens. The Suzaku flying sword that you captured just now, and the four-image secret treasure behind it, is actually the 33-day Hongmeng's treasure, just because The vicissitudes of time have lost the aura of Hongmeng, and only then has the grade dropped."

"But my ghostly soul-slaughtering banner, the Harmony aura is still there, and possesses unimaginable power. From the beginning of the Harmony and the birth of the Lord of Reincarnation, the souls who died during this period of time are all sinful and slaughtered by the ghost. The flag absorbs."

"This magic weapon contains more than tens of thousands of evil spirits. It is simply a universe and galaxy, incalculable."

"Until you are born and set the cycle of reincarnation, the sinful souls of the heavens and the world have avoided the doom of being crushed by the massacre."

After Han Changsheng said these words, his face flushed, but he looked back.

"This magic weapon is so powerful, where did you get it?"

Ye Chen was extremely surprised, and he could not think of such a terrifying magic weapon buried under the Forbidden Soul Island.

"me"

Han Changsheng wanted to talk, but the injury was too serious to say anything.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner.

Suddenly, his gaze penetrated the fog and saw the cause and effect of the secret behind.

It turns out that in the ancient times, this ghostly soul-slaughtering banner was a magic weapon of the demon clan, and was later snatched by the emperor.

In those days, he and Di Shitian fought and wounded him.

Taking advantage of Emperor Shitian's healing, Han Changsheng stole the Youxie Slaughter Soul Banner and secretly buried it on this island, waiting for the opportunity to refine it.

But the thirty-three days of Hongmeng Supreme Treasure, the breath is too majestic, even if he reaches the eighth level of the heavens, it is impossible to refine.

Therefore, this Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner is still an unowned thing.

He wanted to offer Ye Chen as a gift for refuge.

He was willing to contribute such a precious treasure, which shows his sincerity.

Ye Chen's heart moved, his bloodline is very special, the 33-day Hongmeng is the treasure, even the **** emperor master is difficult to refine, but he can refine it.

If you refine the Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner and control the energy of thousands of souls, his combat power will definitely advance by leaps and bounds!

Also, if you can really place a chess piece in the Emperor Yuan Palace, there will definitely be huge benefits in the future.

"So, it turns out that you stole this Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner under Di Shitian."

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and he kept thinking about trade-offs.

"Lord of Samsara, the cause and effect behind it, you... have you seen it all?"

Han Changsheng was overjoyed immediately: "In that case, you should know my sincerity, are you willing to accept the surrender?"

Humph!

Ye Chen's heart beat fiercely, and finally shook his head, saying, "Sorry, you are not qualified."

"Why... why?" Han Changsheng's eyes dimmed instantly.

Ye Chen let out a spit of breath, slowly stood up, looked into the distance, and said:

"The power of the Emperor Yuan Palace and the strength of Di Shitian are even more terrifying than you imagined. In the dark, I have insight into the secret of heaven. You are an eight-layer heaven of the heavenly god, and you don't even have the qualifications to be a chess piece. "

To be honest, Ye Chen really wanted to subdue Han Changsheng.

But the problem is that Diyuan Palace is too terrible, Di Shitian is too terrible, and Han Changsheng doesn't even have the qualifications to be a chess piece. If he subdues him, he will only expose his own cause and effect.

In the dark, Ye Chen had an insight into the terrifying secret.

The power of the Emperor Yuan Palace is spreading across the heavens and the infinite universe. What Han Changsheng sees is only a corner of the countless foundations of the Emperor Yuan Palace.

He thought this corner was all.

Sit down and watch the sky!

He also wants to rebel and seize the position, which is simply a dream.

If he really knew the terrible Di Shitian, he would not have this idea.

It is a pity that the tiger is terrible, and the ants will not know it.

The ants made a fuss in front of the tiger, and the tiger ignored it, just because there was a bigger prey in front of them.

"Give you a decent, self-decision."

Ye Chen dropped the long sword and threw it in front of Han Changsheng.

Fortunately, he practiced the eyes of the Demon Cave, and he was aware of the terrifying secret behind him. Otherwise, he really took Han Changsheng as a pawn, and was discovered by Emperor Shitian. He didn't know how he died.

"Lord of Samsara, you..."

Han Changsheng looked at the long sword in front of him, shaking suddenly, unexpectedly being rejected by Ye Chen.

Asking him to judge himself, he does not want to die.

"Well, since you are so unfeeling, let's die together!"

"The demon disintegration Dafa!"

Han Changsheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and bursts of heavenly devil aura burst out of his body.

The demon's disintegration method uses the disintegration to explode to detonate its own Qi and blood cultivation base, thus forming a huge explosion.

This method burns both jade and stone, and its lethality is very terrifying.

Han Changsheng is a master of the eighth layer of the Heavenly God Realm. If he disintegrates and explodes himself, even the strongest **** emperor will be afraid.

But now, Han Chang's blood was exhausted, and his meridians were almost broken. Even if he wanted to explode, he didn't have enough energy and blood to exert his power at all.

"What use is it for you to use the demon to disintegrate Dafa?"

Ye Chen frowned.

"Hey..."

Han Changsheng laughed sternly.

In the next instant, something shocked Ye Chen happened.

I saw wisps of heavenly demon aura ~www.mtlnovel.com~ poured into the ghost banners.

Inside the Soul Slaughter Banner, countless evil spirits and spirits, stimulated by the breath of the devil, suddenly issued a sharp whistle.

"not good!"

Ye Chen's face changed drastically.

It turned out that Han Changsheng's demon disintegration method was not used on him, but in the soul-slaughtering banner.

Although he hasn't refined this slaughter soul flag, he has already mastered a small part of the spirit of evil after so many years of research, which can communicate and resonate, causing a disintegration and explosion.

He only needs to detonate hundreds of hostile souls, and with the help of the shocking power of the Soul Slaughter Banner itself, he can crush Ye Chen alive.

"Tianlong Bashen Yin, suppressed it for me!"

Ye Chen's eyes were horrified, and he stirred up the long sword, the blade cut the air, and exploded the Mongolian sound.

Now he has become more and more proficient in the sound of the Heavenly Dragon Eight Gods, not only the pronunciation of the throat, but also the pronunciation of the muscles and bones, and even the sword's edge cutting the air, can burst out the Mongolian sound.

Om, woo, woo, woo, woo, moo, woo, bang!

Eight golden light characters, with a monstrous atmosphere, haunted Ye Chenjian like a butterfly, flying constantly, colliding with the air, and erupting the ancient Heavenly Buddha sacred singing.

prevent!

Must stop!

If Han Changsheng detonated the soul, and the demon exploded, Ye Chen residue would not be left.

laugh!

The sword light dances, and the dragon soars into the sky.

Eight Hongmeng Golden Dragons also emerged from Ye Chenjian.

The mighty sword energy slashed **** Han Changsheng.

Puff!

Han Changsheng's body broke and blood spurted wildly.

He was in contact with the breath of the Slaughter Soul Banner, and it broke instantly under the shock of the Eight Gods of the Heavenly Dragon.

Damn it! !

The Soul Slaughter Banner fell to the ground. This cloth banner seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and looked like a fluttering piece of cloth, but when it fell to the ground, it made the sound of a heavy hammer falling to the ground.

The whistling screaming soul also stopped instantly.