Maoshan ghost hunter

Ye Shaoyang endured the bite of the white-haired monster, and his consciousness was almost in a coma. He didn't have the energy to talk to him, but he stubbornly raised his head, and his eyes of extreme hatred fell on Emperor Jianwen's face.

"I am a person who loves talents. You are profound in Daoism and smart. You are a genius in the world. When I see you, I love talents. As long as you agree to follow me and separate a strand of soul for me to control, I will immediately make you a great general and return your sweetheart to you, how about it?"

The corner of Ye Shaoyang's mouth twitched, and he gave him a contemptuous smile.

"Very good, let's see how long you can last." Emperor Jianwen had a triumphant smile on his face, hooking Rui Lengyu's face, and moving his mouth closer.

The movement is very slow.He didn't really want to molest Rui Lengyu, he just used this scene to stimulate Ye Shaoyang and make him give in.

"Let go... her!" Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth, tremblingly spit out these three words.

Emperor Jianwen turned his head to look, Ye Shaoyang was pinned down by a group of white-haired monsters, and he couldn't even raise his head.

That's it... lost?

Ye Shaoyang leaned sideways weakly, his broken and blurred eyes fell on the face of Rui Lengyu who was sitting on the dragon chair.

Rui Lengyu looked desperate, with his chin held up by Emperor Jianwen, his two mouths were almost pressed together.

Do not!no no no!

Ye Shaoyang gritted his teeth, supported the ground with one arm, and raised his head stubbornly.

"Let go of her!" Ye Shaoyang yelled, spurting blood from his mouth.

Emperor Jianwen smiled slightly, but his face froze quickly, his brows frowned, and he felt a breath blowing towards him.

In the illusion, it is completely controlled by oneself, how could there be a sudden wind?

Emperor Jianwen stood up, took a breath, and his face sank, "Hot spirit!"

The hostility is getting stronger and stronger, forming a strong wind, howling bitterly.

"Let go of her, let go of my woman! Ah!!"

Amidst the terrifying roar, a terrifying hostility erupted from Ye Shaoyang's primordial spirit, and sent the white-haired monsters lying on his body flying to nowhere. He jumped up and picked up the Seven Star Dragon Spring from the ground. The sword flew up.

At this time, he is the body of the primordial spirit, and in the illusion, he can fly against the wind.

Because of Emperor Jianwen's absence, the control over Rui Lengyu's body was also released.

She raised her head slightly, and looked at Ye Shaoyang who was flying towards him with a sword, her eyes flickered and tears filled her eyes.

There is no cloud of seven colors, no drum accompaniment, no admiration of thousands of people, but at this moment, in her heart, Ye Shaoyang is the most amazing person.

He said that if he rescued himself, he would definitely fulfill his promise!

At this moment, he is not a human celestial master with a mission, nor a Taoist wizard who makes the world's ghosts and monsters look intimidated.

He is just his own guardian, his own...unrivaled hero!

With a volley of sword, the momentum is like a rainbow.

Emperor Jianwen clasped his hands, supported him firmly, looked at Ye Shaoyang, and saw that his eyes were red, and there was a crazy and evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

What's going on, he is obviously already on the verge of extinction, why did he suddenly burst out with such a strong hostility?

"Are you... an innate spirit body?" Emperor Jianwen said in a broken voice.

The Seven Star Longquan Sword was pressed down hard.

Emperor Jianwen's body was shattered bit by bit.

"The battle has just begun. I'll wait for you outside." After Emperor Jianwen finished speaking, his entire face was shattered and his whole body collapsed.

He is the master of this illusion, once he left, the whole palace began to collapse, as if he had encountered a terrible earthquake, Rui Lengyu fell to the ground, got up quickly, and ran towards Ye Shaoyang.

All of a sudden, his eyes went dark, his feet flew into the air, and his whole body shook...

After a few seconds, the primordial spirit fell to the ground. Rui Lengyu's feet gave way, she fell to the ground, and immediately turned her head to look.

Ye Shaoyang also opened his eyes at this time, his eyes were red, and he looked evil.

"Shaoyang..."

"It's good that you're fine." Ye Shaoyang said in a rough voice, and turned to face Emperor Jianwen, who had already woken up.

"It turns out that you are an innate spiritual body, but what is stored in your body is not spiritual energy, but hostile energy. You will definitely become a demon in the future."

Emperor Jianwen still had that confident smile on his face.

"Master Ye, one move determines life and death. If you lose, you will return to me."

Chapter 822 Three Emperors

& Emperor Jianwen moved his hands up and down, hugging his chest, a golden gas was generated in the palm of his hand, like smoke and light.

"Let you see, the real emperor's mind!"

Ye Shaoyang held the sword with both hands, put it flat on his chest, and sprayed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue on the blade.

"On the stage, the Three Purities are infinite, the wind, thunder, fire and rain are born together, the golden scales are in the pool, and the seven stars cross the catastrophe and become a dragon!"

With a flick of the finger on the blade, the sword was thrown up vigorously, and a dragon roared, and purple light burst out.

A giant purple dragon was transformed from the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword, and it rushed towards Emperor Jianwen with its teeth and claws.

"I am the Son of Heaven, Long Jian also wants to bow down! If you use this trick, you have already lost!"

Emperor Jianwen shook his hands, and the ball of golden light flew out from his palm, turning into a golden light, supporting the head of the purple dragon.

"Om..." With a dragon cry, Zilong circled head to tail, lowered his head a little bit, and hesitated to move forward.

Seeing this scene, Rui Lengyu turned pale with shock, and then looked at Ye Shaoyang.

In order to control the Longquan Sword, he performed this desperate move, his whole body trembled, his complexion was like paper, but his blood-red eyes became brighter and brighter.

His hands kept forming seals, and the hostile energy in his body was continuously transmitted to the Longquan sword through the method of drawing, and he shouted: "Break!"

The sound spewed out together with a mouthful of blood foam.

The giant purple dragon suddenly raised its head, let out a long cry, shook its body, stretched out, shattered the golden light, and slammed into Emperor Jianwen with overwhelming momentum.

"How could this be so!" Emperor Jianwen turned pale with shock, held his palm openly, formed a barrier with the emperor's mind, and held the dragon's head firmly, his eyes were full of horror.

"Boom!" The barrier was shattered, and Zilong swept across, hitting Emperor Jianwen's chest hard.

The dragon shape was shattered, and the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword flashed and inserted into the gap in the stone floor.