Chapter 4149 Settle Accounts

"Could it be... to condense the emperor's soul?"

Seeing Yun Xiao sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and the soul power continuously gushing out from Yuehun Mountain, many Half Emperor powerhouses had a shocking and inexplicable guess.

You must know that on today's mainland, there are no strong god emperors, and there are only a few strong people with emperor souls. That seems to have become the biggest threshold for stepping into the realm of god emperors.

The previous Luo Tianxing might be counted as one, but he can only use the time of ten breaths of the emperor soul to burst out the attack power comparable to the weakest god emperor.

Now all cultivators know that this Moon Soul Mountain is the soul burial place of the Xingyue God Emperor, and the remnant soul power in it may really help Yun Xiao to become the emperor soul.

Since many Half Emperor powerhouses were seriously injured before, seeing Yun Xiao's state now, they also took this opportunity to heal their injuries.

On the other side, the powerhouses who originally belonged to the Zhaixing Building were a little ready to move.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

I saw two figures flitting out from left and right. It was Shang Yehan and Ye Zhe. They were the strongest two in the field now, but they didn't have the guts to stay here any longer.

laugh!

A blood-red sword light descended from the sky, causing Ye Zhe, who was running towards that side, to change his expression drastically, because he already knew who it was.

When he was in Buried Star City, Yun Xiao once had a helper, who was even able to fight Luo Tianxing on par, and with his sword skills, even Su Wenxi, a sword idiot, was astonished.

Now that the blood-red sword light reappeared, it was obvious that the Sword Emperor had struck again. He who had no chance to help Yun Xiao just now, this time he received Yun Xiao's instruction, and cut down with the sword without the slightest hesitation.

"teacher!"

Among the Yunmeng camp, Han Luoying was Ye Zhe's direct disciple after all, seeing the bloody sword light across the sky, she couldn't help but let out a low cry.

"The man who judged the palace will not be punished for his death!"

Feng Liuyun, the Master of the Palace of Wind, snorted coldly, and the melancholy in Han Luoying's eyes became more intense, but when she saw that the Palace Master and Yun Xiao were both in a special state, she knew that she was powerless.

"I'm not willing!"

A voice that resounded throughout the sky of Moon Soul Mountain reached everyone's ears.

Then everyone could clearly see that Ye Zhe's body was split in half after the bloody sword light flashed by.

Although the Sword Emperor no longer has the strength of the ancient times, he is still a genuine high-level Half-Emperor. How can Ye Zhe, a mere junior Half-Emperor, be able to bear the power of this sword.

"What a fluke!"

Shang Yehan, who fled far away in another direction, felt Ye Zhe's miserable end, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, Ye Zhe was the first one to find the terrifying blood-cloaked strong man, so his escape path was smooth.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Just when Shang Yehan felt that he would be able to escape this time, he suddenly noticed something strange. It seemed that all the vitality around him was emptied at that moment.

What Shang Yehan didn't see was that at this moment, Shen Xingmou's eyes had turned into a withered yellow color, as if they were connected with a special power.

The former Heavenly King of the Yin Temple of the Lieyang Palace was completely lonely around him, and he couldn't see any vitality. He couldn't even sense any energy from the world, and his face changed again and again.

"Huh? This power..."

The sword emperor who killed Ye Zhe with a sword in the distance was about to go after Shang Yehan, but at this moment he suddenly raised his head, sensing some aura over there, he was undoubtedly caught in a kind of memory.

"Tsk tsk, that guy Huang is still alive!"

And when a soul transmission sounded from the Sword Emperor's mind, he instantly remembered who that breath belonged to, and a touch of surprise appeared in his blood-red eyes.

Under everyone's gaze, Shang Yehan's figure, who was determined to escape, stopped abruptly, and then a figure in yellow clothes suddenly appeared in front of him, making many practitioners lose their minds for a moment.

"Who is that?"

Even the strong men from the Moon God Palace and the Lieyang Palace didn't know that ancient strong man at all. Except for the three old men, or Shen Xingmou, no one knew who it was.

But this did not prevent them from being shocked next.

The figure in the yellow robe stretched out his right hand lightly, and Shang Yehan, a junior half emperor, instantly shriveled up, as if all vitality had been emptied.

A generation of junior half-emperors just fell for no apparent reason.

All of a sudden, many cultivators looked at the yellow robe figure in horror. Where did this peerless powerhouse come from?

"Hey, if it weren't for the breath of the emperor's soul, I don't know when I will see the sun again!"

The strong man in the yellow robe didn't care about those low-level cultivators, but turned his eyes to the top of Yuehun Mountain, his eyes flickered slightly, and seemed to have some strange thoughts.

"Senior Huangdi, I advise you not to do that!"

The guy who called himself Huangdi was brought away from the Falling Star Realm by Shen Xingmu, and he seemed to have guessed what the other person was thinking at this moment, so there was a flash of yellow light in his eyes, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.

"That kid is your Taoist partner? He's really cheap!"

Emperor Huang turned his gaze back somewhat unwillingly, he was not afraid of anything, but Shen Xingmou was her only weakness, from the other party's tone, he could hear a touch of determination.

It seemed that as long as he dared to take action against the boy in black and take the emperor's soul as his own, Shen Xingmu would die with him.

After recovering with great difficulty, even Emperor Huang, who came out of the Death Star Realm, didn't want to take such a big risk, so it can only end in regret.

And his eyes turned to the blood-cloaked figure somewhere.

"Tsk tsk, Old Sword Emperor, I didn't expect you to be alive?"

Until this moment, from the words of Shen Xingmou and the figure in Huangpao, everyone realized the identities of those two belatedly. They turned out to be two powerful ancient god emperors.

Even Luo Tianxing, a high-level half-emperor, never dared to call him "Emperor".

Today's Emperor Huang and Sword Emperor are naturally no longer God Emperor powerhouses.

But everyone knew that in the ancient times, these two were probably the real god emperors, and they were also the few god emperors who survived the great war in ancient times.

"There are two other immortal guys, let's meet together!"

The Sword Emperor beckoned towards the Emperor Huang, the two appeared and disappeared quickly, only a white light flashed, and the two strong men disappeared from the outside.

In Wuwangshen Ladder, there are two more figures.

When several powerful men from the ancient times met, it was naturally lively, while many cultivators outside looked at each other in blank dismay.

Especially those guys who chose to stand on the side of Zhaixinglou before, all of them were mournful.

"You guys, are you still going to resist?"

At this time, no one from the Yunmeng spoke, and the first one to speak was Shen Xingmu, the Saintess of Zhaxinglou.

Her eyes swept over a group of hostile cultivators, and finally stopped on the cultivators of the Zhaixing Tower.

"I, Bai Mingzong, would like to join the Yunmeng, just to be a pioneer in the future battle with the Blood Spirit Race!"

Bai Jing, the suzerain of Bai Mingzong, was the first to express his opinion. Hearing what he said, many Yunmeng cultivators curled their lips.

I secretly think that a guy like you who knows how to use the wind and the wind will only hide in the back and be the vanguard when there is a big battle.

"We are waiting, and I would like to honor Master Yunxiao as the Lord of the Human Race Alliance!"

With Bai Jing taking the lead, even if some cultivators are unwilling, their arms cannot twist their thighs after all, and they can only bow their heads one by one.

As for what he thinks in his heart, no one knows, at least he has to show his attitude.

"Zhaixing Tower, I would like to honor Lord Yunxiao as the master!"

Another voice came over, and when everyone looked away, their expressions were different, because at this moment the person who spoke was old, and it was obviously Yin Buqun, the great elder of Zhaixinglou.

If we want to say that the relationship between Zhaixinglou and Yunxiao is the worst, I am afraid that this elder must be counted. Even the beginning of all the changes must start with the massacre of the businessman.

Perhaps at that time, Yun Xiao, who was just an ant in the Qianlong Continent, in Yin Buqun's eyes, was something that could be blown to death with just one breath, right?

Unexpectedly, in just a short period of ten years, Yun Xiao, who could be crushed to death at the beginning, has grown to the present state.

Even the unparalleled Luo Tianxing was forced to death by him.

Yin Buqun knew that if he refused to give in, he might end up a hundred times worse than Luo Tianxing. The so-called people have to bow their heads under the eaves. At this time, he has no other way to go.

"You want to serve him as master, does Miss Ben agree?"

However, just as Yin Buqun bowed his head, a cold voice sounded in his ears instantly, making all the hairs on his body stand on end. He was not at all unfamiliar with this voice.

Whoosh!

Yin Buqun made a decisive decision and wanted to get out immediately. He knew that Shen Xingmou had murderous intentions towards him, and if his department wanted to save his life, he might have to rely on himself.

Fortunately, the terrifying Huangdi and Jiandi are not here at the moment, otherwise, with the actions of Yin Buqun, the pinnacle of the Ninth-Rank God Emperor, I am afraid that they are really not the enemy of each other.

But Shen Xingmou is just the same as him at the pinnacle of the Ninth Rank God Emperor, and even just broke through. I am afraid that he is not very proficient in controlling the power of this level at all, right?

Therefore, Yin Buqun is absolutely sure that as long as the two former god emperors do not make a move, at least there is hope for him to escape.

As for guys like Fifth Elder and Ning Fujiang, just ask for more blessings.

It's a pity that Yin Buqun overestimated himself and underestimated Shen Xingmou too much. When he just made a move, a small mirror the size of a palm appeared in front of him.

"Looking into the Mind!"

As for this little mirror, Yin Buqun, who is the great elder of Zhaixinglou, is naturally not at all unfamiliar, and recognized it immediately.

And before, he had always been greedy and fiery, but seeing the mirror at this moment made his heart sink to the bottom of the valley in an instant.