Writing A Book and Becoming A God: The Start is Broken, Driving 100,000 Cultivators Crazy to Chase a

Chapter 647 I must kill him

The state of Chu will also be greatly prosperous.

The otherworldly monks stood under Ye Xuan.

Now it seems that their positions have been reversed~.

The otherworldly cultivator's face was already ugly - to the extreme.

It was pale, and the whole face was like a piece of paper when it was stabbed - it broke.

Even so, he still stared at the scissors in Ye Xuan's hand, not daring to relax at all.

Now, he has discovered something terrible.

That is, from this magic weapon, he can no longer feel the existence of the imprint of his soul.

This magic weapon seems to have become someone else's thing!

It really makes no sense!

He watched intently, his lips trembling constantly, his fingernails were deeply embedded in his palm, but now he had to believe this fact.

This fact is like a nightmare.

He chuckled, his lips turned purple, and his laughter was no longer as unrestrained as before, and it was extremely unpleasant.

"Ye Xuan, there are two strokes, so what, does this prove that you don't have to die?"

He became furious, and there was a burst of golden lightning in the sky. Everyone held their breaths and watched this terrible scene. The cultivator from the other world was full of anger, and now he is desperate to kill Ye Xuan.

This guy Ye Xuan must not be treated with common sense. If Ye Xuan doesn't die, no matter how magnificent he is in the future, he will definitely be destroyed by this kid!

Everyone subconsciously took a step back.

Rao is that their psychological defense line has been strengthened a little bit, and they can't help but be amazed when they encounter such a thing.

This guy just burned his soul to kill Ye Xuan!

They had already seen the abilities of the otherworldly cultivators, so they could not help but wonder if killing Ye Xuan with this big battle would be too much of a fuss?

Ye Xuan still looked relaxed and didn't take anything seriously.

Suddenly, he raised his head.

With a look of indifference, the golden light was about to rush to his forehead, and it seemed that he could be completely overturned in the next second, he shook his head with some pity: "I said, a fake is a fake, why don't you understand?

His soul was only lent to him temporarily, and now, it's time to return it!

Ye Xuan, is the real Hongmeng Emperor of all ages!

Ye Xuan looked at him with extremely cold eyes, the otherworldly cultivator felt that something was wrong, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, as if it was about to burn, he screamed, and he was surprised to find that the luck had actually condensed into The flames engulfed him, causing him to burn so badly that he almost wanted to die.

Luck is backlashing against him!

"This, this..." He watched in horror, his body fell uncontrollably, but he couldn't take any action.

how!

How could he be devoured!

He is the real Emperor of Hongmeng, how could he be like this!

He reluctantly stopped in the air, clutching the wound on his shoulder, looking at Ye Xuan with a resentful expression, even if he killed him, he couldn't believe that Ye Xuan, with such a low level of cultivation, could actually move his hands and feet on his soul.

Ye Xuan looked at him calmly.

He couldn't bear the fire in his heart any longer. Looking at Ye Xuan's handsome face, he yelled, "Little bastard, what the hell did you do?"

Ye Xuan laughed a few times: "The secret art of the witch dynasty has a long history, how can you know about it.

Now that he has lost his identity as the Emperor of Hongmeng, the luck that has been swallowed up by him will naturally attack him.

Now, he doesn't need to do anything, this guy has swallowed a lot of luck, and the backlash alone is enough for him to drink a pot.

0...for flowers...

Ye Xuan ignored it and turned around.

The otherworld cultivator began to spontaneously combust, and golden flames fluttered.

He walked over indifferently.

No one dared to be lighthearted. Wherever Ye Xuan walked, everyone automatically gave way, and everyone carefully kept a distance from Ye Xuan, for fear of accidentally angering him.

Ye Xuan's eyes flashed with golden light.

The momentum on his body made everyone stunned.

Not as fierce as the otherworld cultivator, but even more terrifying, as if the sky and the earth will tremble between the hands. Everything is going.

It's just that he doesn't have the desire to destroy now.

If he has, I am afraid that the entire earth will be turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Everyone has now tacitly accepted a fact.

A monk from another world is the king's order of course, but suddenly a stronger emperor than him appeared and defeated him at once. This person is Ye Xuan!

Ye Xuan walked to the end of the crowd.

Chu Linger shivered.

Looking at Ye Xuan's indifferent face, she still asked cautiously; "Ye Shen, you didn't move a finger, how did you kill that guy?"

Ye Xuan said lightly: "How can you know the mystery of the secrets of the sorcerer's secret arts?"

He was just looking for an opportunity, and finally found an exit under the powerful crush of his soul, seized the opportunity, but wounded his soul. In front of him, he was nothing more than a fake.

He has lost all the privileges of the king, his soul has been injured, and his luck is fiercely counteracting.

Ye Xuan turned around and found that there were dust pills behind him.