The corpse was broken into countless blood clots, scattered in all directions, shocking!

At this time, there was no one alive beside the ancient tree, only mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Wang Yijin gasped for breath, then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "The inheritance of the spiritual alchemist belongs to me!"

"Yeah?"

Suddenly, a faint chuckle floated into her ears.

"This voice is..."

Wang Yijin's heart tightened and she suddenly turned around to look.

I saw Ye Xinghe standing not far away, standing with his arms folded, staring at her with a half-smile.

Wang Yijin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he asked coldly: "Dan He, weren't you already dead?"

"How could I die? I lied to you!"

Ye Xinghe teased: "If I do this, won't I be able to get the inheritance without any effort?"

"Also, I am actually not Danhe, but..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his true face.

"Ye Xinghe!"

Wang Yijin exclaimed: "The person named Ye is actually you!"

"Now that you understand my identity, then..."

Ye Xinghe's eyes flashed with cold light, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "You deserve to die too!"

He turned his palm, and a golden light suddenly lit up, penetrating the sky and the earth.

Zheng——

The clear sword sound reaches straight into the sky!

The Skylight Shadow Sword is unsheathed!

boom!

A powerful sword force suddenly rose!
Chapter completed!