The strong man who stayed behind, for some reason, was full of hatred in his heart.

At that moment, many foreign powerhouses suddenly realized that they seemed to have made a huge mistake.

However, there is no time to correct it.

three!

Ye Qingyu's cold voice was like the declaration of death, and the third word came out.

Then, the cold light suddenly leaked.

He took action.

The silver bottle suddenly broke through the water and burst into pieces, and the iron cavalry protruded and the swords and guns were heard.

The instant cold light, within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, seemed to suddenly fall into the cold winter. The sudden cold caused these powerful aliens to fight a cold war in an instant. Even the great saint-level powerhouses who were as strong as the ocean, had long been invaded by the cold and heat, and were not afraid of ice and fire, at this moment, they couldn't help but feel a "very cold" feeling, and couldn't help but shivered!

So the flowers of death bloomed.

The hundreds of strong men at the front of the trace turned into ice and snowflakes and bloomed.

It seemed as if their bodies were originally condensed by snowflakes, but they would eventually leave with the wind.

This is a magnificent and beautiful wonder in the world.

It is also a nightmare that makes the other strong men behind them scatter.

You should know that the more than a hundred strong men standing in front are the strongest batch of all the alien races chosen to stay. They once rushed to the front of the mountain road, had the courage to approach the Jianhen, and had the courage to stand in front of Ye Qingyu. However, courage alone is not enough, this world ultimately depends on strength to speak, and the strength of these more than a hundred strong men is obviously not enough.

Very not enough.

The death of his body disappeared in an instant, and the body turned into snow in an instant.

The more beautiful and crystal clear the flying snowflakes are, the more fear and despair there are in the hearts of the remaining hundreds of strong men.

At this moment, they finally understood why the other strong men who climbed Dutian Peak chose to turn around and leave the moment they saw Ye Qingyu's figure. Some strong men with even the greedy minds also ran away with reluctance after hearing the three threats...

The reason is very simple.

Ye Qingyu is too strong.

The record of killing ten thousand is not a mistake or an exaggeration, but the most real fact.

Ye Qingyu's strength is no longer the kind of strength in the ordinary sense.

His strength is almost like the Tao.

The sword light suddenly appeared and the cold came. There were no moves or techniques, only results and death.

This seems to be no longer a martial arts, but a kind of Tao.

A path that is almost like a demon.

No one could see clearly how Ye Qingyu drew his sword, anyway, the hundreds of strong men were dead.

Still dead so beautifully.

Ah... Snowflakes were dancing, and a snowflake fell on the face of a saint of a black-hearted clan. Then he seemed to come back to his senses from the shock. The melting of the snowflakes was more terrifying than anything in the world. He was so scared that he screamed, howled in despair like a pig to be slaughtered, and turned around and fled frantically.

This sound and this action are like a signal of collapse.

In an instant, the other remaining alien powerhouses flew out of the sky and turned around and ran away.

All the powerful aliens could no longer have the courage to fight. They felt that the most powerful, desperate and invincible person they had met in their lives was the young man in white in front of them, and the most terrifying and terrifying thing they encountered in their lives was the crystal snowflakes flying in front of them.

The chaos is like an avalanche.

But Ye Qingyu would never let them go again.

I have given you a chance, but I don’t know how to cherish it. I just want to run away now, it’s too late.

He set his sword.

A sword light shines on the nineteen states.

The sword light of sterling silver is as fluttering as snow, like the stars falling in the world, and it seems to be the holy and brightest tide of time, ruthlessly cleaning up all darkness and demons to clear away all sins.

One by one, the figures running around turned into snowflakes and drifted in the void.

No blood, only snowflakes...and death.

After experiencing this battle of quasi-emperor, Ye Qingyu's vision and experience have improved more than several times. With enlightenment, his martial arts skills have been even more crazy. This observation is better than the effect of being in seclusion and practicing hard for a hundred decades. Especially the moment when the quasi-emperor of Xuanji Sect, the quasi-emperor of the Ancient Thunder and Lightning and the quasi-emperor of Xiaofei's last moment of life and death battle, allowing Ye Qingyu's martial arts combat power to experience a terrifying sublimation from quantitative change to qualitative change. At this time, Ye Qingyu's sword intent has reached the peak of the Great Perfection Realm, and it can even be said that he has vaguely seen the path of Cangsheng's sword intent.

Ye Qingyu, who is in this state, is absolutely invincible under the quasi-emperor.

This invincibility can ignore any disadvantages in quantity.

To put it accurately, Ye Qingyu's martial arts cultivation and combat power at this time were infinitely close to the level of a half-step quasi-emperor. If his inner essence cultivation catches up with the combat power, he would be a real half-step quasi-emperor.

These powerful aliens are truly greedy. Even if they kill them all, Ye Qingyu will not feel any guilt in his heart.

The battle begins quickly and ends quickly.

The sword light converges.

Ye Qingyu's figure returned to the position he had stood before.

The snow was flying on the mountain road and the scenery was sad. He turned around and walked towards the top of the mountain without looking back.

Because all the powerful aliens who were obsessed with profit have been killed.

In a blink of an eye, there was no one on the entire mountain road.

Under Du Tianfeng, the powerful aliens who were scared to retreat immediately seemed unwilling to feel reluctance, but they did not dare to go back to see for a while. They just waited for a long time, but they did not see anyone coming down from above. A few of them were a little braver and climbed quietly to the hillside, not daring to the noise. They looked down from afar and did not see the figures of hundreds of strong men who had not retreated. The hundreds of people didn't know where they went, and they didn't see anyone dead or dead, but they only saw snow on the mountain road, not even a smell of blood, and they didn't know what happened.

Ye Qingyu didn't care about these people anymore.

He returned to the top of Du Tianfeng and continued to wait.

Time passes.

His heart is always hanging.

In the battlefield of the quasi-emperor, I don’t know how the battle is. With the Genting Copper Furnace, Xiao is not a quasi-emperor, and he will eventually win.

In a blink of an eye, another ten days passed.

During these ten days, Ye Qingyu made several waves of the powerful aliens who were not afraid of death. He was in a bad mood, so he was even more ruthless in his actions. Except for the human race, if other hostile aliens were ruthless, they would basically kill them. After ten days, the snow on the mountain road had accumulated dozens of meters thick.

The old quasi-emperor has been waiting patiently.

He communicated with Ye Qingyu, taught some of his own martial arts practice experiences, and also told many martial arts secrets that took place in the vast world in a long time ago, but did not teach Ye Qingyu's cultivation techniques and combat skills, because the old man could see that Ye Qingyu gradually embarked on his own martial arts path and no longer needed to study other people's cultivation methods and exercises.

The unruly young man Lu Wei on the side was a little envious.

Grandpa has never guided him like this.

But he knew that his martial arts foundation, understanding and experience were far behind Ye Qingyu. Even if his grandfather used this method to guide him, he probably wouldn't be able to understand it at all. It was equivalent to playing the piano of a cow, not having his own realm, and without his own understanding, no matter how much others say, it would be useless.

Occasionally, the old quasi-emperor would also let Lu Wei fight with Ye Qingyu and give some advice.

Time passes.

Ye Qingyu and the other two waited for a whole month at the top of Du Tianfeng.

In the last period of this month, there are gradually no alien powerhouses who dare to climb a mountain to provoke.

Ye Qingyu directly suppressed an ice peak at the entrance of the mountain road at the foot of the mountain. If the ice peak could not be broken, others would not be able to step on the mountain road at all. Moreover, Ye Qingyu's reputation as a murderer has spread rapidly. This time, it is different from the past on the Chaos Road. This time, Ye Qingyu killed all the famous great saint-level powerful men from all sides, and he has completely killed these foreign powerhouses.

Gradually, there were no more people on the mountain roads who were provoking to watch the fun.

For all the strong men of race at the foot of the mountain, this mountain road is a demon abyss that opens its mouth and swallows life. Even if a strong man can climb over the ice peak, he will never escape and die on the mountain road. He will no longer have any traces like a mud cow entering the sea.

The mountain road is cold.

Nan Tieyi and Million-Year Hero Soul have never appeared.

Ye Qingyu could always feel the breath of the cloud-ding copper furnace, and was still fighting in an extremely distant place.

This made him feel a little relieved, which means that Xiaofei Quasi-Emperor has not yet fallen and is still alive.

The fat man Li Shengyan was extremely injured. Ye Qingyu has been trying every means to help him recover. The old quasi-emperor had also taken action to treat him. However, the old quasi-emperor believed that his original consumption was too tragic, and both physical and spiritual souls had already tended to collapse, so it took a long time to recuperate and could not recover in a short period of time.

Another few months passed in a blink of an eye.

The quasi-imperial power field has completely disappeared on Du Tianfeng.

Snow is floating in the sky. The meteorological changes on the top of the mountain caused by the quasi-di power field have subsided. When the wind and snow fall, the white snow covers the entire peak again, turning the peaks above 10,000 meters above sea level into an extremely cold world of ice and snow.

During this period, Ye Qingyu also observed the situation at the foot of the mountain.

He found that the powerful aliens at the foot of the mountain seemed to have left.

Du Tianfeng seemed to have forgotten it, and he returned to the lonely and cold time of the past.

Only the three people on the top of the mountain were waiting all the time.

The torrent of time whistles by.

Half a year has passed since the end of the quasi-emperor war.

On this day, the old quasi-emperor in the exercise of skills suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky in the endless depths.

Ye Qingyu soon had a whim. He sensed something and suddenly stood up with excitement on his face.
To be continued...