Chapter 1548 Trampling

The blockade of the Xian Xingpan, the suppression and refining of the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron, the demonic sound of the Soul-Weeping Bell, the poison of the poisonous hand... In anyone's opinion, Yun Che would definitely die even if he had ten lives.

Faced with Yun Che's arrogance and his extremely astonishing strength, these nine sects...seven sects to be precise, gave him an extremely cruel and gorgeous death.

Ming Xiao walked over slowly from a distance. He smiled faintly and said, "It happened much faster than expected. I was originally worried that this matter would alarm the Great Realm King."

"Alert the Great Realm King?" Master Qingxuan smiled disdainfully: "He is not qualified yet. This son killed Zixuan, the Divine Mansion, and died like this, which is also an advantage for him!"

boom!

Before Master Qingxuan finished speaking, a dull buzz suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

Under this buzzing sound, Master Qingxuan's whole body shook violently, and an abnormal pale color quickly appeared on his face.

He turned his head sharply and looked at Taiyin Ghost Cauldron.

This roar seemed to come from the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron, and everyone's expressions changed: "What's going on?"

boom! !

There was another roar, this time even duller and deafening than before. It overwhelmed the demonic sound of the Weeping Soul Bell, and they heard it very clearly... It came from the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron!

Their expressions changed again, revealing deep horror and disbelief: "Could it be...could it be..."

As for Master Qingxuan, his face also turned from pale to red in the roar, and his body began to tremble.

boom! ! ! ! !

The third roar sounded, and the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron shrouded in poisonous mist and demonic sound suddenly broke open at this moment, stretching out a pale palm. Then, countless cracks centered on the palm, and formed on the body of the cauldron. It spread crazily... just like bloodshot eyes exploding rapidly in everyone's eyes.

Bang!

The Taiyin Ghost Cauldron exploded, turning into black and blue fragments all over the sky in an instant. Master Qingxuan spat out a mouthful of black blood and staggered back, vomiting blood. He raised his head and looked at the exploding Taiyin Ghost Cauldron and the figure slowly walking out of the black mist. His extremely dilated pupils were filled with horror.

His eyes were as clear as when he first saw him, without any emotions or waves. When he walked out of the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron, there were no bloodstains or wounds on his body, and not even the slightest wrinkle could be seen in his black clothes.

This unimaginable change made the onlookers and the major sect masters horrified. The face of the Bloody Hand Poison Lord turned gloomy, and the huge "poisonous hand" that was shaken away suddenly closed, and the extremely rich dark poisonous gas instantly engulfed Yun Che. Completely engulfed.

In the poisonous gas, Yun Che still moved forward unhurriedly. The moment the poisonous hand closed down, his palm suddenly grabbed out and caught on the edge of the "poisonous hand". A ball of black gas was released from his fingers, The entire poisonous hand was enveloped in an instant.

Hiss!

In a tearing sound that was too terrifying, the poisonous hand, and even the entire palm of the Bloody Hand Poison Lord, were violently torn off by Yun Che from his body.

"Ugh!"

The Bloody Hand Poison Lord screamed in agony and fell to his knees violently. Blood spurted out from his broken right wrist... And the black glove, the poisonous hand that symbolized his identity, was easily torn into pieces in Yun Che's hands like fragile cloth. .

"You..." The Bloody Hand Poison Lord's whole body shook violently, his eyes were like blood, and the horror and sudden fear in his heart far outweighed the pain.

Yun Che grabbed his hand again, and the Weeping Soul Bell that was releasing the magic sound was directly sucked into his hand. The Weeping Soul Grand Elder was horrified, and immediately concentrated his energy, trying his best to activate the Weeping Soul Bell, and the sound was even more frightening than the ghost's cry. The magic sound of the heart.

Bathed in the soul-destroying demonic sound, Yun Che's expression and eyes were like stagnant water that had been silent for countless years, without any turmoil. His eyes turned slightly sideways, and a black light flashed deep in his pupils.

roar! !

In the heart and soul of the crying soul elder, a thundering dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a dark dragon shadow as huge as the sky appeared in front of his eyes, opening its sky-covering mouth towards him.

"ah----"

The Crying Soul Grand Elder let out the most frightening roar in his life. Even though he didn't have any power to attack him, he was like a frightened jackal, rolling and crawling backwards, then lying on the ground, howling. trembling.

Click!

The Weeping Soul Bell deformed and broke in Yun Che's hands, like two useless pieces of scrap metal, and was abandoned by him on the ground.

The Taiyin Ghost Cauldron, the Poisonous Hand, the Soul-Weeping Bell... the magic weapons that had the status of "zongzong" in the nine major sects were not only easily rid of by him, but also had no interest in seizing their bodies. Instead, they were all destroyed in the blink of an eye. Destroying rotten wood is like discarding old shoes.

Hantan Peak once again fell into deathly silence... a silence that was far more terrifying than before. Everyone was frozen there, as if they were seeing ghosts and gods. As for the eight major sects who were already convinced that Yun Che would be buried in death, they were trapped in the most absurd and terrifying nightmare, unable to believe it and unable to recover.

"Is this what you are capable of?" Yun Che sneered disdainfully: "A bunch of trash!"

Fear...silent fear spreads like a plague in the hearts and souls of everyone. Not only the eight sect masters and elders, but also everyone who looked at this scene seemed to have a terrifying devil reflected in their eyes and hearts.

The sect-suppressing magic weapon was activated by the sect master and the great elder himself, but it was as fragile as paper in front of him! They had never seen this kind of power, or even heard of it. They also thought at the same time that Yun Che was blocked by the Xianxing Formation and suppressed by the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron, which was all intentional...

No, no, he didn't bother to retreat at all!

"Senior Yun...he...is so powerful..." Dongfang Hanwei murmured, and the world was turned upside down.

"..." This time, it was the turn of the leader of the Donghan Kingdom to be completely speechless.

"You...you...you..." The hand of the owner of the Xingxing Tower holding the star disk was shaking uncontrollably. He trembled and said, "Who are you...?"

"Submit or die." Yun Che said in a low voice.

He did not kill anyone. After all, he wanted tools, not corpses.

The owner of the Xingxing Tower twitched. As one of the leaders of the nine major sects, how could he really "surrender" in front of countless Eastern Region profound practitioners? He wanted to say something harsh, but the fear that was entangled in his heart and soul and could not be suppressed made him unable to really say it. He shifted his gaze and looked at other people, and found that their pupils and facial features were all trembling and twitching.

Everyone's heart and soul have a limit that they can bear. In the past, they were so powerful that they never knew what fear was, because no one could shock them so much.

True Man Qing Xuan was panting heavily, and blood was still dripping from his mouth due to the backlash from the destruction of the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron. He raised his head tremblingly and looked at Yun Che's face. He was filled with fear and hatred, and because of fear, he roared almost crazily: "He must have been seriously injured in the Taiyin Ghost Cauldron... and was poisoned by the ghost hand... Now he is just holding on..."

"Kill him! Kill him together!!"

He suddenly stood up, and the green sword in his hand rolled up a dark storm and stabbed Yun Che directly.

His strange cry severely touched the tense heartstrings of the crowd in trembling. At the same time as True Man Qing Xuan attacked, they all attacked almost subconsciously. Six dark lights with different powerful auras buried Yun Che in them.

Only the Great Elder of the Crying Soul was still lying on the ground, trembling non-stop. Unlike True Man Qing Xuan, he suffered a severe mental backlash after the Weeping Soul Bell was destroyed... Even Shui Meiyin, who possessed an Immaculate Soul Soul, had fallen into Yun Che's hands. Playing with the Weeping Soul Bell in front of him was simply like seeking death.

As for Ming Xiao, he fled far away again.

The combined efforts of the six great God Kings were absolutely shocking in this world. For a moment, Han Tan Peak shook violently, and the Xuanzhou Xuanjian, which had been expelled far away, was shaken again.

And in the center of the power of the six great God Kings, Yun Che was fearless and did not even look at anyone. He put his right hand behind his back and covered it with his left hand.

In an instant, in everyone's pupils, a blue giant wolf roared to the sky and opened its bloody mouth.

Using the palm as a sword, the second sword of the Heavenly Wolf Hell God Canon: Savage Fang!

But, unlike before, the pair of wolf eyes, which were originally blue, flashed with an extremely dark black light.

Each of the six great God Kings saw a huge wolf shadow pounce on them, devouring their strength, their momentum, and their bodies...

Boom! !

The disaster-stricken Han Tan Peak was finally completely broken at this moment. Amid the deafening wolf roar, the dark profound power that the six great God Kings tried their best to release was instantly annihilated. They all screamed together, like six broken blood bags, and flew out in different directions.

And Yun Che's figure also chased out like a ghost at this time.

Boom!

His arm pierced through the Yinxing Plate of the Lord of Yinxing Tower and hit his heart, causing his heart to sink violently, and a blood arrow several feet long suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

Bang!

The Qingxuan Zhenren's green sword broke in the air under his finger, and the two broken blades were pierced through his protective green clothes and pierced into his arms respectively.

Crack!

The Blood Hand Poison King, who lost his right hand, had his left arm broken into pieces, and let out an extremely shrill scream.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Six people, six great God Kings, were crushed by Yun Che's blow. Before they landed, they were hit hard by Yun Che again. When everyone fell, they were all covered in blood. Not to mention fighting back and struggling, no one could stand up after a few breaths.

Bang!

Yun Che fell from the sky, and his right foot landed directly on the body of the Great Elder of the Crying Soul. The Great Elder's chest bulged violently, his back sank, and the whole person instantly disappeared under the ground. In the space, a red-black blood dust quickly spread.

"Last chance," Yun Che whispered slowly, like a devil issuing the final judgment: "Submit, or die!"

This time, all of them felt a chilling murderous intent.

Painful gasps and hoarse moans trembled in the air. The bodies of the seven great God Kings were like seven dying clay dogs crawling on the ground.

Countless eyeballs and hearts were trembling, even the Xuanzhou and even the air were constantly trembling.

The supreme overlord of the Eastern Realm was defeated so thoroughly and miserably by Yun Che alone.

"Alas."

At this moment, a long sigh suddenly sounded in everyone's ears and hearts. This sigh seemed to come from a faraway place, but also seemed to be right in front of their ears.

Hearing this sigh, the eight desperate God Kings suddenly raised their heads at the same time, and all the mysterious practitioners also showed deep shock on their faces.