Supreme Martial Artist

The Lord of Yaoguang Peak has always been mysterious! Only a handful of people from the Beidou Sword Sect know her identity.

The most important thing is that she has a great connection with the inheritance of Qing Emperor.

Lord Yaoguang thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Why not!"

"I, Yaoguang Peak, have been silent for a hundred years, just waiting to become a blockbuster!"

"As long as you can win the championship, it doesn't matter."

The corner of Ye Xinghe's mouth raised a smile: "It's a deal!"

"Peak Master, please wait for the good news."

The master of Yaoguang Peak flipped his palm, and three light blue spiritual grasses appeared in his hand, glowing with fluorescent light.

Seeing this, Ye Xinghe looked surprised and said, "This is the seventh-grade soul grass!"

"Exactly!"

Peak Master Yaoguang nodded and handed the spiritual grass to Ye Xinghe.

She sighed softly, "Dabi, I have nothing to help you, only these three soul grasses."

Ye Xinghe looked overjoyed and took the spiritual grass in his hand.

The seventh-grade soul grass can only be found but not sought! In the entire Beidou Sword Sect, there are not even ten swords that can be found! "Thank you, Peak Master!"

After Ye Xinghe put away the spiritual grass, he seemed to remember something and said: "Peak Master, I happen to have something to give to you."

After saying that, he turned his palm and took out a parchment.

That is the map of the Holy Barbarian Sect.

He handed the map to Master Yaoguang Peak, and then informed him of everything about the Holy Barbarian Sect.

After hearing this, Master Yaoguang Peak immediately looked serious and said in a deep voice: "So, this Saint Barbarian Cult has a very big plan!"

"This matter should be a great achievement of yours!"

"However, the competition is about to begin, so I can't reward you.

After the competition is over, let’s talk about merit and rewards. "

Then, she waved her hand and said, "You go back and prepare for the competition first. I will report this matter to Mrs. Bai."

Before she finished speaking, she jumped into the air and headed straight for the first peak.

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, withdrew his gaze and left quickly.

Returning to the small building on the top of the mountain, he took out the three seventh-grade soul grasses with his backhand.

Ye Xinghe activated the Divine Gang, which turned into green light and enveloped the soul grass.

In an instant, a powerful soul force poured into the Tao Palace like a rushing river.

The mighty soul power surged toward the soul of the Heavenly Book.

The soul of the Heavenly Book is like a whale sucking water, absorbing all the soul power.

After a while, the mighty divine power was completely absorbed.

Golden light shines around the Soul of Heavenly Book! The golden light flows, faintly condenses into substance, and flows around the soul of the Book of Heaven like a mountain spring.

At the same time, the Dao Palace suddenly shook! Boom! The earth and heaven shook for a while! Ye Xinghe only felt a sharp pain in his chest, a mouthful of old blood surged into his throat, and he almost vomited it out! But he gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood forcefully.

Ye Xinghe frowned and suddenly opened his eyes, staring closely at the golden light.

His eyes flickered, and he thought: "It is extremely important for the soul of the Heavenly Book to be promoted to the earthly level."

"If I fail to advance, my rampaging soul power will burst my Dao Palace!"

"By then, there will be no escape!"

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and said word by word: "This promotion can only be successful!"

Ye Xinghe gritted his teeth to hold back the severe pain, controlled the golden soul power, and poured into the soul of the Book of Heaven.

The soul power is extremely violent and extremely difficult to control.

However, Ye Xinghe did not give up and absorbed the soul power bit by bit.

Five hours later, the soul power finally disappeared.

Ye Xinghe's face was full of joy and he laughed loudly: "It's done!"

As soon as he finished speaking, golden light glowed above the heavenly book's destiny soul! The main book suddenly grew in size, reaching a height of one meter! A purple halo floats on it! Promotion successful! The destiny soul of the heavenly book is already at the first level of the earth level! The vast soul power filled the Dao Palace.

Ye Xinghe only felt that the strength of all life souls had improved a lot! Moreover, the soul of the Heavenly Book has new abilities.

Life Soul Magical Power: Great Soul Swallowing Technique! The life souls below the first level of the earth level can be devoured by the heavenly book life souls! Even in the Dao Palace, it can be forcibly absorbed! Ye Xinghe narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "With the Great Soul-Swallowing Technique, if the life soul is promoted, you can get ahead faster!"

With these successive promotions, Ye Xinghe's strength has greatly increased! The leader of the competition is bound to win! At this time, a drum sound suddenly came from outside the door! Boom, boom, boom! The sound of the drum was so loud that it was deafening! The rhythm is extremely fast and makes people's blood boil! "War drums are ringing, the seven peaks are competing!"

"Disciples of the Seven Peaks, come to the First Peak Square quickly to participate in the competition!"

The speaker has a strong voice and extraordinary momentum.

Just listening to the sound makes people breathless! Ye Xinghe took a deep breath and strode outside.

After a stick of incense, Tianshu Peak Square.

The White Jade Square was crowded with people, including thousands of disciples.

Each of the seven main peaks has its own territory, with clear distinctions.

The number of people in the third peak is the largest.

And the people on the first peak have the most powerful momentum! Many newly promoted disciples looked around with curiosity.

When a disciple saw Yaoguang Peak's territory, he was stunned for a moment.

There was no one there.

Empty and extremely conspicuous.

He frowned slightly and asked, "What's going on at Yaoguang Peak? Why is there no one there?"

When everyone heard this, they laughed with a joking look on their faces.

"Boy, you don't even know this?"

"The Yaoguang Peak is the worst among our seven main peaks. It can't even accept disciples on weekdays."

"If you do the math, Yaoguang has not participated in an inner sect competition for more than ten years."

Mentioning Yaoguang Peak, everyone's faces showed disdain.

"Didn't I hear that Yaoguang Peak accepted a disciple this year?"

"I know, that man's name is Ye Xinghe, he's quite powerful, I heard." "Powerful as hell! The trash from Yaoguang Peak, I'm afraid they don't even dare to come!"

The low status of Yaoguang Peak is a laughing stock in the hearts of all the disciples.

"Who said there is no one in Yaoguang Peak?"

At this moment, a faint question came from a distance.

The voice was not loud, but it was unusually deep and full of confidence! Everyone turned their heads to look when they heard the voice.

On the eastern skyline, the sun was rising.

A black shadow, walking against the light, came in the air! The man's white clothes fluttered, and he took a step down, and the green wind surged! The white clothes, the momentum is like a rainbow! The tyrannical momentum, like a surging wave, crushed the disciples! Everyone's face suddenly changed, and they felt breathless.

Those with weak strength hurriedly urged the divine power to resist that momentum! "Who is this man?

He has such a strong aura!"

"Ordinary elders are only this powerful!"

"So terrifying!"

Everyone was shocked, whispering to each other and asking around.

"I know him! He is Ye Xinghe!"

Ye Xinghe landed on the territory of Yaoguang Peak.

He looked around and said coldly: "Who dares to insult me, Yaoguang?"

"Are you tired of living?"

Before he finished speaking, a murderous intent was rising! The cold murderous intent forced everyone to retreat again and again.

Just one sentence made the disciples terrified and dared not say a bad word! At this time, in the center of the square, on the stands.

Bai Taishang stared at Ye Xinghe, smiling and stroking his beard, "Ye Xinghe, a good seedling!"