Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 687: Super Sky Burial
But at this moment, with the slight obstruction of the Bei Ming Patriarch, the other Martial Emperors also launched their attacks one after another and bombarded over.

Amidst the explosions in the sky, the surging Yuan Force finally blocked Ye Xuan's sword, and the sword light shattered.

Ancestor Bei Ming had a gloomy expression on his face. Although he had just rushed out, the power of that sword was extremely shocking to his mind.

The other Martial Emperors around them also showed signs of lingering fear.

The sword just now was too exaggerated, the power was obviously beyond the scope of the Martial Emperor!
At this moment, the Martial Emperors realized how powerful Ye Xuan was, and they all showed a hint of fear!
Even Bei Ming Patriarch, Ma Lin, and Xiong Zheng, who were about to touch the laws of saints, looked at Ye Xuan, who was looking at the Brahma battle body, with extremely solemn expressions!

They asked themselves, if they met Ye Xuan alone, even if they could win in the end, they would pay an extremely heavy price!

The Ghost Palace warriors standing at the edge of the distant Heaven and Earth Array all had horrified expressions on their faces, having escaped a disaster. If that sword had just fallen, with such a dense formation of people, who knows how many people would have died!
But at this moment, everyone's expressions changed.

Ye Xuan's face was pale, his breathing was slightly rapid, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

It was obvious that the previous sword attack had consumed Ye Xuan's energy tremendously!
When they saw Ye Xuan's appearance, all the Martial Emperors were overjoyed.

"Ye Xuan, you'd better commit suicide. Your achievements today are enough to be recorded in history. To be able to achieve this level, you are worthy of being the number one genius in the Northern Territory!" said Fairy Feng.

The other Martial Emperors also locked their murderous intent towards Ye Xuan.

But the next moment, Ye Xuan stood up again in front of the Martial Emperors and Ghost Palace disciples and said:

"You must be joking. Can you hurt me? My achievements today will not go down in history, because no one here will walk out of here alive!"

As he spoke, exquisite wheel souls appeared in Ye Xuan's eyes and began to spin. An unprecedented pupil power emerged from Ye Xuan's eyes.

When the Martial Emperors heard Ye Xuan's words, their faces darkened, but then all the powerful men looked up in shock and looked towards the sky.

'Tear! '

An extremely huge dark space crack appeared as if it was slowly torn open by the hand of a god, covering the sky and the sun. Moreover, golden thunder rolled inside, as if countless terrifying ancient thunder beasts were roaring inside.

'Boom boom' 'Boom boom'

Bursts of thunder shook the heaven and earth, and were accompanied by a tremendous pressure!

This pressure is not the pressure of martial arts, but more like the power of heaven and earth!
That’s right, at this moment, all the strong men were looking at the huge space crack in the sky that was as big as the sky curtain with extreme shock, and felt the terrifying power of heaven inside!

"No!! He is going to use even more terrifying pupil skills!!! Stop him quickly!!!" After being startled, the Bei Ming Patriarch roared and swung the battle axe in his hand towards Ye Xuan.

The other Martial Emperors also felt an extreme life-and-death crisis, as if they were about to experience the punishment of thunder from heaven and earth again!
For a moment, all the strong men were roaring and launching their strongest attacks towards Ye Xuan. No one hid their special skills anymore.

"Ye Xuan, little thief, how dare you harm Bei Ming!"

"Young man, I cannot stand with you!"

"Take my shot, the Heaven-Waring Spear!"

……

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Within the heaven and earth, many Martial Emperor warriors roared and rushed towards Ye Xuan. They all attacked together and launched a joint attack on Ye Xuan again.

For a moment, all kinds of lights appeared in the air, converging towards Ye Xuan.

At this moment, time seemed to slow down. Patriarch Bei Ming, Fairy Feng and other powerful people seemed to see a hint of sarcasm on Ye Xuan's face.

Ye Xuan's long hair fluttered, and his sleeves rustled. Just before the attack from the sky hit him, he said in a deep voice, "Holy Power... Sky Burial!"

Boom boom boom~~~~~~~~
At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to roar, and within the huge space crack, it was as if thousands of thunders were roaring at the same time, and countless golden thunders and lightning spears poured down like a rainstorm!

"what!!!"

Patriarch Bei Ming, Ma Lin, Fairy Feng, Ye Xian and other Martial Emperors all looked at the golden thunder that was roaring down from the sky with expressions of extreme fear. The disciples of the Ghost Palace in the distance even let out shrill and desperate cries.

Golden thunder kept falling from the sky. From afar, it looked like a huge rain of golden swords, as if it was the end of the world, destroying the heaven and the earth.

The earth was shaking, the roar was endless, and the violent shock spread for thousands of miles. Even the leader of the Yunxiao Sect, Jian Wuhen, Han Li and other warriors who were hundreds of miles away could feel it clearly.

The violent energy riots, the earth-shaking roars, and the faint and endless roars of thunder, although a large formation was set up to block them, the warriors outside could still see the rapid vibrations of the space there. Anyone who was not a fool would understand that a horrific battle was taking place in the formation!

However, no one could detect what kind of battle scene was happening inside the formation. Warriors were constantly alarmed and flew over from other places. Gradually, the mountain range was filled with all kinds of warriors. They all stared in amazement at the riot and space collapse in the light curtain of the formation, but no one dared to come forward to check.

At this time, the Yunxiao Sect's Sect Master and other warriors were all filled with surprise and doubt. More than twenty Martial Emperors had descended, and there were three powerful beings who were about to step half-saint. They surrounded and killed Ye Xuan alone, but it was obvious that an extremely fierce and tragic battle had broken out inside!

"How is this possible?" The leader of the Yunxiao Sect couldn't believe it.

Inside the formation, the sky burial thunder had stopped, and the huge space crack above the sky had also disappeared.

But the entire formation was already dark, with ruins all around, and golden lightning and fire burning in some places.

The face of the Bei Ming Patriarch was extremely gloomy, his body was trembling slightly, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. He pulled up an old Martial Emperor from the ruins under his feet, but the old Martial Emperor was already dead at this time!
The face of the Bei Ming Patriarch turned ferocious and he threw the corpse down.

He had not expected that the pupil soul skills displayed by the youngster would be so terrifying. Looking around, there were less than ten Martial Emperors who could still stand up, including himself.

The others had already died under the thunderous punishment from heaven, and some even didn’t even leave their bodies behind, being blasted into ashes!
Turning around, he saw Ma Lin in the distance, his chest heaving violently and breathing rapidly.

Blood was already flowing down her fair face, and there was an obvious wound on her head!

Ma Lin looked at the ruined formation in front of him in shock, and said in a cold voice with anger in his eyes: "That boy is so powerful? He must be dead, otherwise, I must extract his soul and refine his spirit to relieve the pain of his disfigurement!"

Ma Lin said as he wiped his bloody face with his hand!

Ye Xian smiled bitterly and looked around at the Martial Emperors present. They all had obviously suffered some minor injuries. Compared to these Martial Emperors, the disciples and elders of the Ghost Palace at the edge of the distant formation were in a miserable state.

Only a few dozen people survived, and they were quite far away. The thief Ye did not specifically target them, otherwise, no one would have survived!

But even so, many of the surviving Ghost Palace disciples were howling in pain. Some disciples were hit by the aftermath of the thunder, and breaking limbs was the least of their injuries. Some even had their bodies cut in half!

"Ye Xuan, little bastard!" Fairy Feng crawled out of the ruins, roaring with blood all over her body.

She was angry and also afraid. Ye Xuan's god-like attack just now was too exaggerated.

"The entire Ye family must be exterminated!" Fairy Feng shouted angrily.

Since Ye Xuan had been killed by their group attack just now and even his body could not be found, he had obviously been blown to ashes. Feng Xianzi could only seek revenge on the Ye family members later!
But just when Feng Xianzi and other strong men were shocked by Ye Xuan's god-like attack just now, they all thought that Ye Xuan was dead~~~~
At this moment, the space in the air above everyone's heads suddenly twisted, and then a space vortex of faint light slowly grew larger and appeared!

The faces of Ancestor Bei Ming and others changed, and then, in front of their different expressions, a figure with three heads and six arms walked out.

"Oh, there are still so many people alive. In that case, let's fight a second time." The young man's voice sounded faintly.

The person who walked out was none other than Ye Xuan.

"What!? You're not dead!?"

"This is impossible!?"

"I understand. When the thunder struck just now, it had already broken the space blockade formation. It turns out that his real purpose of using the thunder was to break the space confinement!"

(End of this chapter)