Looking at the masked monk who was about to touch him, Nian Nujiao's body began to tremble slightly.

When he thought of falling into the claws of such a person, Nian Nujiao completely strengthened a thought in her heart.

"No……"

Nian Nujiao raised her hand weakly, trying to use her last bit of strength to pick up the spiritual sword at hand.

However, the masked monk flicked his fingers, and the spiritual sword at Nian Nujiao's hand was bounced out.

"Haha...Great beauty, how could I let you die like this? Don't worry, I will love you well later, and I will make sure you are ecstatic and dying."

Looking at the masked monk who was so close to him.

Nian Nujiao was completely disheartened: "I am unwilling to give up...How could I fall into the hands of such a person..."

It was at this moment.

A joking voice rang behind the masked monk.

"It seems that I was not the time."

The masked monk suddenly turned around and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared. The masked monk was shocked.

"Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Ye Han raised his eyebrows.

Look at the person coming.

At this time, a light appeared in Nian Nujiao's eyes, who was lying on the ground.

"Say, how do you want to die?"

Ye Han hooked his hand at the masked monk.

Seeing Ye Han provoking himself so much, the masked monk didn't talk nonsense and shot directly at Ye Han.

In the flash, the two of them fought together.

"How is it possible that a mere real fairyland can be inseparable from me." The masked monk frowned and stared at Ye Han and said.

"Hmph, you deserve to be compared with me?"

Ye Han looked arrogant, and a golden emperor phantom appeared behind him.

"This is? Emperor's Avenue."

While speaking, the masked monk retreated suddenly.

"Break the sky with one finger."

A golden beam of light suddenly blasted out from Ye Han's fingers, and the masked monk not far away could not dodge and was directly penetrated by his shoulder.

"Hiss...you guy, okay, really good."

"Seal, open!"

As the masked monk pinched the mysterious handprints with both hands, a terrifying aura from the Immortal Realm burst out from the masked monk.

"How could this happen?" Nian Nujiao on the ground was dumbfounded.

Ye Han was not surprised. Instead, after knowing the other party's true strength, Ye Han smiled.

"It's indeed a magic array that seals cultivation. Is it the strength of the Immortal Lord Realm? It's quite acceptable."

"Damn kid, he was so arrogant that he dared to despise me. Now let you know what a true god-powerful man is."

"Blood Spirit Chasing!"

As the masked monk roared, four strange red lines shot out from behind, and the target after the shot was Ye Han, who looked sarcastic not far away.

"Don't move the Buddha's body."

As Ye Han opened his mouth and whispered softly.

A golden Buddha light burst out from Ye Han's body, and then a layer of golden light was dyed on Ye Han's body, just like a real gold body of a Buddha.

moment.

The four strange red lines retreated frequently as if they had encountered a nemesis.

"How is it possible that you are from the extreme Buddhist kingdom?"

Looking at Ye Han who was unable to move the Buddha's body, the masked monk was completely stunned.

"There is no need to know so much about dead people."

Ye Han, who was unable to move the Buddha's body, became extremely terrifying. At this time, Ye Han gently waved his sleeves and a tattered stone bowl flew over the masked monk's head.

"A broken bowl wants to suppress me, go."

The masked monk waved his hand slightly, and eighteen golden black flags suddenly appeared.

"Yeah, where are there any imperial weapons?"

Seeing the other party sacrifice an imperial weapon, Ye Han smiled slightly.

"Since that's the case, then bring it to you."

The masked monk who was controlling the imperial weapon suddenly felt a terrifying suction force that was frantically pulling the eighteen golden-patterned black flags he had sacrificed.

"What's going on?" The masked monk raised his head slightly and found that the ragged stone bowl originally floating above his head was stimulating the terrifying divine power.

And that terrifying suction was coming from the ragged stone bowl.

Seeing this sudden scene, the masked monk immediately put away the imperial weapon.

But how could Ye Han give the sky-covering stone bowl to make it happy?

A terrifying artifact was seen burst out with a blast, and the golden-patterned black flag that was originally struggling to support it instantly weakened.

In an instant.

Eighteen golden-patterned black flags were received into stone bowls.

"I'll go, your uncle, what kind of terrifying emperor weapon is this TM?" Seeing that the broken stone bowl could burst out with such divine power, the masked monk was completely confused.

The masked monks didn't know that this ragged stone bowl was not an imperial weapon at all, but a real magic weapon, but this stone bowl was a broken magic weapon.

But even if it is a broken magic weapon, after stimulating the power of the magic weapon, it is not something that ordinary imperial weapons can easily resist.

"My Xuanshui Black Dragon Flag."

The masked monk's heart is like a knife cut.

After collecting an imperial weapon, Ye Han was in a good mood. "Good, another imperial weapon is added, thank you."

Looking at the stone bowl floating in the air, and looking at Ye Han with a playful look on his face, the masked monk was already in a state of retreat.

Looking at the other party's erratic eyes, Ye Han sneered: "Want to run? Is it a little late?"

Ye Han waved his hand again.

The low-grade imperial weapon, the sky-suppressing seal, flew out directly from Ye Han's cuff.

"Another imperial weapon?"

The masked monk looked at this scene with a stiff face.

at this time.

The Tianshi Seal also directly locked the masked monk and completely confined the space behind the masked monk, so that the other party had no way out.

"Now, tell me, how do you want to die?"

Ye Han shook his neck and looked at the other person with extreme impatientness.

"No, I don't believe it. I am a powerful god in the Immortal Realm. How could I not be able to fight you?"

"kill!"

With a roar, the aura of the masked monk suddenly increased. It can even be said that the current cultivation level of the masked monk has reached the level of the Immortal Emperor infinitely.

"Burning blood?"

Seeing that the other party was already anxious, Ye Han became serious.

"Sword of Non-Star, come out!"

Ye Han stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and the same broken sword appeared in Ye Han's hand.

"Master, I feel your fighting spirit. Let us kill the enemy side by side." Wu Shi Sword Spirit said excitedly.

Ye Han nodded slightly.

"The bloodline opens!"

As Ye Han stimulated the bloodline of the Immortal Emperor on his body, the phantom of the emperor behind Ye Han was mixed with a hint of blood and showed the emperor's divine power.

The Wuchu Sword in Ye Han's hand also began to inspire the Emperor's power.

"I have a sword that can open for eternity, kill the immortal court, kill the gods, destroy all demons, and the sword name - the death of life and spirit!"

Ye Han stood in front of his chest holding a sword in both hands.
To be continued...