Boom!
Whoosh!!!
A shockwave swept out, and the six Great Saints were all sent flying. The Absolute Saint's body was invaded by the baleful aura and resentment, and his soul felt like it was being torn apart.
Ye Qinghan clenched his fists, and his eyes were like torches. He didn't see the six Great Saints being defeated, but the baleful aura of the evil soul was fading, and its power was slowly weakening.
Time!
Ye Qinghan was wasting time. The longer the six Great Saints wasted, the more tired the evil soul would be, and the greater the chance of him refining the evil soul.
The Adjudicator was fighting with all his might. At this moment, his real enemy was neither Ye Qinghan nor Xia Zhaoyang. None of this had anything to do with him. He only had one goal, and that was to suppress the evil soul!
Whoosh!
Roar!!
The Blade of Judgment shot out a holy dragon that could swallow mountains and rivers, purifying the baleful aura. The Blade of Judgment cut through the darkness and went straight for the evil soul's body.
Boom!
The evil soul mobilized the dark baleful aura to grab the Blade of Judgment. Although it was being refined, it didn't care. It roared with resentment and punched the Adjudicator's chest.
Puff!!
The Adjudicator spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. However, his cultivation method was incompatible with the evil soul's. The baleful aura couldn't enter his body, so his injuries weren't as severe as expected.
Xia Zhaoyang used the Sacred Finger of Annihilation again, and it passed through the evil soul's body of origin.
"Ah …" The evil soul could feel pain. It was so angry that it gave up on chasing the Absolute Saint and went after Xia Zhaoyang. The baleful aura wrapped around the former First Sacred Master, and it blasted Xia Zhaoyang into the ground.
Crack!!!
The ground was torn apart, and the mountains and rivers were shattered.
"Screech!!" The Golden Thunder Dragon Roc roared and swooped down from the sky. Bolts of purple lightning pierced through space and time, not only enveloping the evil soul, but also Xia Zhaoyang. It wanted to kill not only the evil soul, but also Xia Zhaoyang!
The Golden Thunder Dragon Roc revealed its true form! Its wings covered the sky, and golden light shot out in all directions.
"Get lost!!"
The evil soul turned into a demon and soared into the sky. He punched the Golden Thunder Dragon Roc's defensive shield. The evil spirit and resentful spirit pierced through the golden defense. The moment they broke into its body, the Golden Thunder Dragon Roc spread its wings and flew away. Unfortunately, it still couldn't avoid the evil soul's angry attack. It was directly punched through the clouds and crashed into the top of the sky.
The Heavenly Grandmaster Grand Sage formed a seal and the Eight Trigrams Shield spun in front of his chest as he closed in.
Whoosh — —
Boom!
The sinful soul punched the Shield of the Eight Trigrams and forced the Heavenly Grandmaster Grand Sage to retreat. At this point, he could not even borrow any strength. If the sinful soul had the strength of a thousand kilograms, the Heavenly Grandmaster Grand Sage's strength was not even four taels!
Using four taels to defeat a thousand catties, the difference had to be within this range. Beyond this range, no matter how powerful the technique was, it would be useless!
Roar!
Lin Wutian held his sword and attacked again. At this time, no one wanted to borrow a knife to kill the evil soul. This was their last chance to kill the evil soul. If they failed, they would be destroyed. There was no other way!
Everyone was fighting for their own lives. The Holy Emperor gritted his teeth and activated the Eye of Power and the Staff of Power. Yar Saint's power was like that of a baby in front of the Holy Emperor. This showed how powerful the Holy Emperor was!
Boom!!
Whoosh!!
The Holy Light covered the sky and the earth, fighting against the boundless negative emotions. Both sides were wearing each other down!
Time passed slowly, but Ye Qinghan still did not move. It was as if the destruction of the world had nothing to do with him.
Fanyin formed a seal with both hands and controlled the Immortal Sealing Mark to block the escape route of the sinful soul. However, she still had the energy to observe the battle. She looked coldly in the direction of Ye Qinghan. Her heart turned cold. She felt that Ye Qinghan was no longer the little junior she knew.
Heartless!
Fanyin could not find any other words to describe Ye Qinghan. That was the only word she could think of!
However, Ye Qinghan was more nervous than anyone else. He clenched his fists and flew into the air. He tore apart the darkness behind him and destroyed the evil aura that was approaching him.
Whoosh!!!
Ye Qinghan's aura slowly spread. It became stronger and stronger, alarming the sinful souls who were fighting.
"Ye Qinghan! You can take your people and leave … "The sinful soul was a little wary of Ye Qinghan. Back then, Ye Qinghan was only a Small Saint, an ant. The most he could do was threaten its essence. However, the current Ye Qinghan could already destroy its soul.
Ye Qinghan laughed hoarsely and replied calmly, "No, I gave you a chance back then. You were the one who didn't want it."
"Do you think you can suppress me with your attacks? You know what I mean! I've already transcended. If I don't want to die, no one can do anything to me! Although my essence comes from the fear, despair, and resentment of countless living beings, my strength comes from your emotions. As long as you are not destroyed, I am immortal! I am immortal! "The sinful soul roared as it fought.
Ye Qinghan slowly stepped forward and entered the battlefield. He said solemnly, "The louder you roar, the more afraid you are of me! Resentful souls, the one who killed you in your previous life was not the living beings, but Xia Zhaoyang. Unfortunately, you are not a good person. I've reminded you time and time again, but you still can't wake up. As the saying goes, greed is like fire. If you don't control it, it will set the prairie ablaze. Desire is like water. If you don't control it, it will overflow the sky. Today, don't even think about leaving. Let me send you off. "
The six Great Saints and the sinful soul fought for a long time. Half of the Coiling Dragon Secret Realm had been destroyed. The sinful soul wanted to break through the passage to the small domain, but at this moment, the Great Saints released all living beings. They used the power of will and faith of all living beings and their holy power to create a heaven-reaching barrier. It covered countless miles and blocked half of the Coiling Dragon Secret Realm.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Whoosh! Holy light covered the sky. At this moment, the Great Saints truly had no desires. They only wanted to set up a barrier that no one could break through.
This was the power of will and faith of all living beings. They only wanted to stop the sinful soul!
The sinful soul's space to live was getting smaller and smaller. It crashed into the barrier several times, but it was beaten back.
The six Great Saints were exhausted. This was not a waste of time, but a desperate fight. It was much more than the four Great Saints who surrounded the sinful soul.
The sinful soul had also lost half of its power. At this moment, it was even more resentful and its killing power was even stronger.
However, Ye Qinghan was unarmed. He walked directly to the center of the battlefield without any defense. No one knew what he was going to do. Only Lin Wutian knew that Ye Qinghan was going to take the risk and absorb the sinful soul into his body.
"Sinful soul, come. Enter my body. As long as you can conquer me, all living beings in the world will be destroyed by you." Ye Qinghan reached his hands into the sky. His eyes were emotionless, as if he was welcoming his mother's embrace.
The sinful soul was also stunned. Seeing Ye Qinghan enter the battlefield without any defense, it suddenly grinned evilly.
"There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you insist on coming!" The sinful soul's sinister laughter resounded through the sky. Suddenly, the sinful soul's origin turned into a wisp of resentful soul and rushed toward Ye Qinghan's head.
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