In the Star Reaching Tower.

The real cultivator known as Aunt Yun was now blood-thirsty.

He took out a magic weapon like a silver needle in his hand, pointed with one hand, and the silver needle was like a flash of lightning. Countless people fell down and became corpses.

Her figure shuttled through the crowd, and each of her attacks carried deadly power. The silver needle in her hand was like the scythe of the god of death, reaping one life after another.

Fortunately, Huo Bingshuang had the six-winged blood centipede to protect her, so the immortal did not dare to approach.

She slowly moved in front of Yu Qingshan and Dong Feng, barely protecting them. "This guy is killing people here, why hasn't anyone come to rescue him yet?"

Thinking of this, Huo Bingshuang raised her head and glanced out the window, but this glance made her heart sink.

The scene before her almost made her unable to breathe.

The world outside the Zhaixing Tower seemed to have instantly turned into a Shura field, with countless powerful monks dressed in black and wielding magical weapons that flashed with cold light.

Reaping lives mercilessly.

Every corner was filled with desperate cries and dying wails, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was suffocating.

"A mysterious third party force has infiltrated Kyoto, and the city has been thrown into chaos. The strong men in the realm of true person simply don't have the energy to come to the rescue."

"Not good, let's retreat quickly."

Huo Bingshuang barely controlled the six-winged blood centipede and flew away.

But it is already late.

At this moment, a deafening roar was heard in the sky.

It's like the roar of an ancient beast, which makes people terrified.

Black clouds rolled in, covering half of the sky, and from them emerged a stream of extremely cold air.
"escape?"

The immortal chuckled, and a Yellow Spring River emerged from the dark clouds behind him.

There was a faint green light inside, emitting an aura of death and coldness.

The Yellow Springs River was flying behind her, emitting wails like ghosts crying and wolves howling. The entire roof of the Star-Picking Tower was shattered by the force of the Yellow Springs River and turned directly into nothingness.

However, at this moment, a low sound of footsteps broke the silence, as if something was slowly approaching from a distance.

The footsteps were far away at first.

But slowly, the sound became louder and louder, as if it broke through the space and came in an instant.

The footsteps are getting closer.

"Who?"

The man seemed to sense something, opened his eyes and looked around.

Although the person had not arrived yet, the astonishing feeling of oppression made her heart tremble constantly.

"I."

A very plain voice sounded, and in the distance a tall man with an upright posture was flying outside the window of the Zhaixing Tower.

He held a knife in one hand and a long sword in the other.

The blade and saber gleamed coldly in the sunlight.

His eyes were sharp, staring at the tall woman in white robe opposite him like a hawk.

He exudes an aura that cannot be violated.

The real person obviously didn't expect that someone would suddenly appear. At this turbulent moment, there would be a free real person realm strong man appearing.

His expression changed slightly and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"You, you are Ye Yang, the master of both swords and sabers?"

"I have met you once before. At that time, you were still a young monk in the warrior realm."

The man said in a deep voice, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Ye Yang curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, but said nothing.

Villains die from talking too much.

Before the war, he had no mood to reminisce about the past.

Instead, he swung his sword directly, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and a slight sound of breaking wind was heard in the air.

In an instant, the earth and sky shook, and dark clouds gathered.

The entire Zhaixing Tower was shrouded in endless thunder and lightning.

Endless thunder and lightning rose along with the sword energy.

Faced with such power, the man seemed to feel the threat of death and instinctively wanted to retreat.

However, its movements seemed unusually slow in front of the sword light.

The sword light was like a dragon, and the lightning was like a prison. Everything around her was swallowed up by the lightning, which instantly penetrated and enveloped her entire body.

Then, in the sky full of thunder-like sword light.

A blood-red sharp knife suddenly appeared, turning into a brilliant blood light, and attacked the woman in the sky full of sword lights.

At this moment, there is a knife within the sword, and a sword within the knife, which makes people dare not look directly at it.

The man did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly mobilized all his magic power, flipped his palms, and slapped out a terrifying aura of white clouds.

Trying to resist Ye Yang's attack.

However, in this terrifying sword technique, all efforts are in vain.

The sword light and the knife light crossed each other, instantly tearing through her defense and hitting her vital points.

After a muffled sound, she flew backwards and hit the ground heavily, with blood spurting out of her mouth.

"How could it be? I am also a cultivator in the middle stage of Purple Mansion True Person, but I don't have the slightest power to resist him."

She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, and an unprecedented fear surged in her heart.

At this moment, her whole body had been destroyed by the sword energy, and she was limp and had become a useless person.

Ye Yang held her in his hand with one hand, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"Where have you seen me before?"

"Want to know? I won't tell you."

She spat out a mouthful of blood, knowing that she was seriously injured and beyond help, and was about to commit suicide on the spot.

But Ye Yang stretched out his fingers and tapped her back three times, and at the same time an indescribable breath of life was injected into her.

She actually felt that her injuries had improved a lot.

"I forgot to tell you that I am currently a fifth-rank water forensic medicine master. If you fall into my hands, it will be easy to live, but it will not be easy to die."

"you"

Seeing that this was not the right time to ask questions, Ye Yang knocked him out with a slap and prepared to interrogate him later.

At the same time, Ye Yang patted the corner of his clothes gently, turned around and looked at Huo Bingshuang, his eyes full of relief.

"In such a short time, you have become able to skillfully use the Six-Winged Blood Centipede. You did a great job."

"No matter when or where, the disciples of my Feitian Sect must know how to protect each other."

Ye Yang's words made Huo Bingshuang's eyes red, and her gratitude was beyond words.

She has not yet broken through to the eighth level of the Jade Liquid realm of a warrior, and is still far from being a true person.

But even so, in order to protect Dong Feng and Yu Qingshan beside him, he still had the courage to attack, even if he was seriously injured.

This kind of spirit made Ye Yang quite satisfied.

Protecting the weak is a moral principle.

And having the courage to swing the sword against a stronger person is a kind of courage.

The latter, sometimes, is more difficult to obtain than the former.

The capital of the Dayun Dynasty has now become a place of controversy.

Ye Yang, along with Huo Bingshuang and the other two, were preparing to leave.

Suddenly, a rumbling sound was heard coming from the sky.

It seems like something is about to appear out of nowhere.

When he heard the sound, he frowned slightly, turned his head, and quickly determined the direction.

"It is the location of the imperial tomb of the Dayun Dynasty."

Ye Yang activated his sword pupils, his eyes slightly opened, and countless golden-red sword beams appeared in his gaze, the light shooting straight into the sky.

In his eyes, nothing could escape the sight of the imperial mausoleum in front of him.

At this moment there was a loud rumbling sound.

A hole was blown in the majestic imperial mausoleum.

Spiritual energy gushed out into the sky.

There was a group of people surrounding the imperial mausoleum.

"There are definitely countless treasures in there."

This is a huge demon hidden in the dark. It comes from the demon country on earth. It looks like a giant snake, but has four legs and possesses the blood of the ancient Fei Yi.

"Yes, the time has come. Ren Taxian was able to rise quickly and unify hundreds of countries. There must be some secret. Maybe it is hidden in this imperial tomb."

"We didn't catch up the last time the imperial mausoleum exploded, so we can't miss it this time."

A neutral voice was heard. It was from a cultivator from the Netherworld Clan, whose cultivation was unfathomable.

Although the face cannot be seen clearly, the eyes are like two deep black holes that make people unconsciously indulge in them.

The person who speaks is equally important.

"Damn you! How dare you disturb the Holy Emperor's rest? You are courting death!"

This is the tomb keeper of the Dayun Dynasty. He has formidable combat power and was a giant in a large spiritual practice sect. However, he was later conquered by Ren Taxian.

Volunteer to be the tomb keeper.

At this moment, in the distance, there were more monks heading towards the imperial mausoleum.

More and more people.

"what is that."

At this moment, someone seemed to have discovered something and was extremely surprised.

now.

A giant hand stretched out from the crack created by the explosion of the imperial mausoleum, covering a part of the sky.

It is incredibly large and lifelike, with everything from the rough texture of the knuckles to the veins in the palm and even the subtle wrinkles on the edge of the nails clearly visible.

This giant hand suddenly appeared, covering the sky and the sun, with runes flowing on it, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, as if it could easily crush everything. As if it could easily control the fate of all things in the world.

Its sudden appearance caused the area around the imperial mausoleum to fall into dead silence.

At this moment, he suddenly emerged from the imperial tomb of the Dayun Dynasty.

Countless powerful people flocked to it, hoping to gain supreme opportunities and treasures from it.

However, at this moment, everything was blocked by this giant hand.

The giant hand, like a harbinger of doomsday, slowly clenched, blocking the light in the sky and shrouding everything below in shadow.

Countless practitioners, whether they were meditating on the mountain top, practicing swordsmanship by the stream, or studying ancient books in the thatched cottage, were stunned by this sudden change.

When the giant hand fell, the air seemed to solidify, and all sounds were swallowed up by this invisible pressure.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening roar sounded and the earth began to shake violently, as if the whole world was shaking.

Every finger of the giant hand was like a pillar that crushed the world, and they slammed heavily on the ground.

It stirred up dust all over the sky, forming huge cracks that spread in all directions.

Those practitioners who were unable to react in time were as vulnerable as ants in the face of this irresistible force.

They were touched by the edge of the giant hand, their bodies twisted and deformed instantly, their bones made crackling sounds under the weight, and then they turned into blurry masses of flesh and blood and disappeared in the rolling dust.

The giant snake from the demon kingdom on the ground had grown to the size of a hill. It roared angrily, coiled its body, and with all four legs firmly supporting the ground, it was ready to escape.

But it was directly crushed by this huge palm.

And the Netherworld cultivator who was hiding in the darkness turned into dust silently.

Even the tomb keeper aged rapidly under this giant hand.

The originally young face was covered with wrinkles in an instant, and the hair turned from jet black to snow-white.

"For the sake of the Holy Emperor's peace, all costs are worth it."

However, he was not nervous at all. Instead, he looked fanatical and extremely excited.

At this moment, he slowly closed his eyes, and his body gradually turned into a ray of light and merged into the imperial mausoleum, as if he had become a part of this ancient mausoleum.

Ye Yang looked at the giant hand that covered the sky in the distance, and an unprecedented shock and fear surged in his heart.

Under the pressure of that giant hand, everything was easily destroyed as if it were made of paper.

The magnificent tomb-guarding palace and powerful monks were now reduced to ruins.

In the devastation, only desperate cries and mournful wails echoed in the air, but soon, these sounds were buried by the dust and gradually fell silent.

When everything finally calmed down, the giant hand slowly withdrew from the sky, leaving behind a devastated world.

The once vibrant valley is now reduced to ruins.

Is he the Dharma Real Man, or the Yuanshen Taoist?

Ye Yang didn’t know, but what he knew was that even the Jiu Tian Zhen Jun of the Jiu Tian Sect didn’t give him such a terrifying feeling.

Faced with such a terrifying force, going there rashly would be tantamount to suicide.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the curiosity and impulse in his heart, turned around and left Kyoto.

He knew that caution can take you a long way, but recklessness can get you nowhere.

What he needed was stronger strength. Only when he was strong enough would he be qualified to explore the secrets hidden deep in the imperial tomb.

Soon, Ye Yang returned to Feitian Gate.

After being away for a while, it is now late spring and early summer.

The mountain gate of Feitianmen is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spiritual energy is rich. At dusk, the sky is filled with red sunset clouds and the setting sun is particularly pleasant.

From a distance, Ye Yang felt like he was in a fairyland.

He was holding a woman in his hands.

(End of this chapter)