Xian Hongji nodded as he listened.
He couldn't help but sigh at Ye Xiangyang's strength, which was incredible and beyond his expectations.
He fought against the giants alone, and killed three immortal kings who were at the peak of the 9th star level, and dozens of giants. The giants used all their means, but they were helpless against him. Ye Xiangyang was just injured. It was really terrifying.
Now is the best time to deal with Ye Xiangyang. Hum, Ye Xiangyang didn't know that the talisman was silently thrown on him by the disciples of his own sect. Hehehe, with the talisman on him, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, he can't escape their control.
In that case, let's catch him and kill him.
The waterfall is rushing, roaring, and the sound of the vast water covers everything on this side of the mountain.
Ye Xiangyang sensed through the black snake that there was a cave behind the water curtain. The cave was very shallow, only about eight feet, but it had a small mouth and a big belly. Ye Xiangyang entered it and blocked the mouth with the Four Sacred Mountains.
The color of the Four Sacred Mountains is the same as that of the rocks. They can be big or small, and they block the entrance to the cave tightly. From the outside, it looks like a complete stone wall, and no one believes that this is a cave.
It is also because of this that countless immortal beasts outside searched everywhere for him but could not find any trace of him.
Ye Xiangyang came to the cave and first took the Vitality Jade Essence Pill and the Life Jade Essence Pill, and then took the giants' essence and blood. Only after these treasures entered his body did he alleviate his other injuries.
The injury was too severe. Whether it was in the Ten Thousand Ren Mountain or in the battle just now, Ye Xiangyang was seriously injured and dying. Without time to recuperate, even if there were countless precious pills, without time, he could not heal his injuries.
Ye Xiangyang asked Qingjiao Jiao to come out. Qingjiao Jiao fully understood Ye Xiangyang's injuries. It was because his master suffered such serious injuries but did not die. If it were him, all of them would be reduced to ashes. After following his master for a few days, he was convinced by his master.
When he saw the wound as thick as an arm in Ye Xiangyang's abdomen, Qingjiao Jiao shuddered. That was the forbidden power of the barbarian god worshipped by the giants. If the master did not have a heaven-defying treasure, they would have been wiped out following the master.
Ye Xiangyang said to him, "Green Horned Dragon, transform yourself into a form that is two inches larger than the diameter of my wound. Pass through the wound in my abdomen. Make sure to enlarge my wound and devour the damaged flesh and blood. Don't make any mistakes."
Qingjiao Jiao understood that if the forbidden attack of the God Clan was not dealt with, it would not get better even after thousands of years. Dealing with it was not that easy. Even if he could help the master clean the wound, the pain was unbearable. It was difficult to accomplish without great concentration, energy, and wisdom.
The Green-Horned Dragon nodded and transformed into a green snake of appropriate size. It crawled towards Ye Xiangyang's wound. With a crackling sound, it began to bite Ye Xiangyang's wound, completely devouring the flesh and blood that had been attacked by the Savage God.
We cannot imagine how intense the pain is. Ye Xiangyang gritted his teeth, and sweat flowed down his body like a river. His face turned pale, as pale as white paper.
Qingjiao Jiao was very attentive. He also understood that this was a great calamity in his master's fate. It was because his master was promoted too quickly and the Heavenly Dao was jealous of him. As long as he could survive, he would be the most powerful person in the world, and no one would be able to stop him from moving forward.
Outside, more than a hundred people came to the waterfall. They stared at the waterfall. The two people from Yongfeng Dynasty who were rescued by Ye Xiangyang were holding a compass. A red dot on the compass showed Ye Xiangyang's location.
The direction indicated that it was right below the waterfall, inside the mountain, only a thousand feet away from him.
Xian Hongji's spiritual consciousness enveloped the mountain. His spiritual consciousness could not penetrate the Four Sacred Mountains, but it could penetrate the rocks beside the Four Sacred Mountains. It meandered into the rocks. Since the cave was very shallow, his spiritual consciousness entered the cave.
He saw a green dragon with green horns slowly crawling into Ye Xiangyang's belly, biting off his flesh and blood. The ferocious snake head of the dragon appeared from behind. The dragon with green horns was biting off Ye Xiangyang's flesh and blood that was injured by the forbidden magic of the barbarian god.
Xian Hongji used his spiritual sense to detect and found that Ye Xiangyang's body was as broken as cotton wool. It was still unclear whether he could survive this test even if no one else killed him.
A meaningful smile appeared on his face: "Hehehe, what a good opportunity, a really great opportunity. I never thought that Ye Xiangyang has reached the end of his rope and can no longer stand on his own."
"We just need to capture him, cut off his limbs, extract his memory, and then drain his blood and take away his treasures. This kid is doomed. God is helping me. God is helping me. I never thought I would have such a great opportunity."
Kill, kill, kill!
He stretched out his hand and a long spear pierced straight into the cave. He did not pierce the entrance of the cave. No one knew what kind of treasure was used to break the entrance. Even if the treasure could be broken, it would probably not hurt Ye Xiangyang.
There was a bend in the cave, and he stabbed it with his gun, which happened to be where Ye Xiangyang was.
The mountains are made of mud; those stones are of no use at all.
Puff, a gun shot out like a dragon, suddenly fighting and stabbing towards Ye Xiangyang, the speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.
Ye Xiangyang's eyes were cold. Even when he was recuperating, the Dadi Cangsheng life-saving technique was still in effect on the earth. He could see clearly everything that happened within a thousand miles.
I really can't believe that I saved two ungrateful people. If I hadn't saved them, they would have turned into ashes and become sacrifices like those five people.
It was me who gave them a chance to live, and I was their savior. Who could have thought that instead of being grateful, they hid aside, spied on me, secretly attacked me, tracked me, and attracted people from their sect to kill me.
They repay kindness with enmity, they have lost all conscience, and they absolutely cannot live in this world.
When Xian Hongji's spear appeared, Ye Xiangyang had already moved. He used the Four Sacred Mountains as a shield, and directly blocked the spear.
The sharp edge of the spear was flexible, and he cut off pieces of rocks dozens of feet in size from the mountain where Ye Xiangyang was. The rocks fell into the ravine, splashing up layers of rocks and gushing out huge waves.
Ye Xiangyang moved and appeared on the ground.
The flesh and blood that was corrupted by the Barbarian God's forbidden technique had been cleaned up by the Green Horned Dragon. The rules on Ye Xiangyang's body were running, and the medicinal energy and the blood of the giants were nourishing his body.
Xian Hongji was very proud. Now was the time to kill Ye Xiangyang. Only by killing him and occupying his soul could he get everything he wanted.
"Hahaha," Xian Hongji laughed wildly, "Ye Xiangyang didn't expect it, did he? It's really a matter of time, luck, and fate that you've come to this point today. You are a genius of your generation, who would have thought that you would come to the end of the road, go with peace of mind, I will complete your journey of cultivation in your place."
Ye Xiangyang was in a battered state, seriously injured and dying. With so many people on our side, it should be easy to take him down.
Ye Xiangyang quietly refined his blood while looking at him with a faint smile: "Who could have thought that the prince of the Yongfeng Dynasty, a peerless genius, is also a villain who takes advantage of others' misfortune. In this case, I, Ye Xiangyang, will fight to the death."
Xian Hongji laughed even more wildly: "Fight to the death, what are you fighting for now? You can hardly stand up, what are you fighting with?"
Ye Xiangyang's eyes were cold: "Kill, kill, kill!"
He pointed his finger, and a huge tree stood out. What a magical tree it was! One side was fiery red, emitting a scorching heat that could burn the heaven and earth, and its flames could refine the sky; the other side was icy white, and the temperature was so low that it could freeze and crack immortal-level treasures.
This tree was so tall, with a trunk several hundred feet thick and a crown about a thousand feet high. The tree exuded a divine aura that frightened everyone. That aura was not only the suppression of the realm, but also the powerful attributes of the Fire Phoenix Ice Phoenix Fruit Tree itself.
There are no leaves on the trees. On the red side, there are gorgeous fiery red Fire Phoenixes on the branches. On the white side, there are pure white Ice Phoenixes. Both the Fire Phoenixes and the Ice Phoenixes carry supreme power that will make them laugh for thousands of years. Each of them seems to be alive.
Thousands of fire phoenixes spewed out flames and transformed into one fire phoenix, charging towards Xian Hongji.
Xian Hongji didn't expect that Ye Xiangyang had such a treasure in his body. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, damn it. I never thought Ye Xiangyang had such a trick up his sleeve."
The spear light flickered like stars, and the bright spear light illuminated the space for thousands of miles.
"Even if you are a tree spirit, you can't stop me from killing Ye Xiangyang."
Their fight made a rumbling sound. It was the battle between the nine-star peak masters of the Immortal Emperor level. As their energy and sharp edges intertwined, the trees on the ground and the hills collapsed one by one.
Some people lurked behind Ye Xiangyang and wanted to kill him.
At this moment, Ye Xiangyang pointed his finger, and a tree with blue flames jumping appeared in everyone's eyes. What a magical tree it was, the flames on it were a little weird.
Xian Hongji was about to vomit blood. He originally thought that Ye Xiangyang was seriously injured and dying, and it would be no problem for him to lead his men to kill him. However, who could have expected that an unexpected accident would happen.
Kill, kill, kill!
He must be killed. His face has already been torn apart. There is no room for regret.
There were also some disciples from the Yongfeng Dynasty who rushed towards Ye Xiangyang.
Just when they wanted to attack Ye Xiangyang, there was a roar - a wolf howl, a demon wolf howled at the moon, and a demon wolf with five stars of the Immortal King appeared.
People were all stunned. How many tricks did Ye Xiangyang have? How could he have so many back-ups? This was when he was seriously injured and dying. Otherwise, he would have been defying the will of heaven.
Kill, kill, kill!
The remaining disciples divided into twenty or so people and rushed towards Ye Xiangyang again.
Ye Xiangyang smiled coldly: "Do you think I'm done?"
Ye Xiangyang pointed his finger, and a green dragon, with wind and clouds surging, roaring and rolling, rushed towards them. It was another fairy beast.