The unforgivable head and corpse quickly decomposed in the power of destruction, and finally completely turned into ashes and dissipated!

After reaching the Emperor Realm, normally even if the soul is destroyed, the body will retain a certain amount of spirituality and will.

If you keep this head and the headless corpse, or if many hundred years later, it will also produce spiritual wisdom and harm the people.

Of course, Ye Xing would not keep it. It is difficult for cultivators below the Emperor's realm to destroy the emperor's body, but Ye Xing just did it casually.

In fact, Ye Xing knew that what he destroyed was not only Wumercy, but also the dustless world.

These two managers have no chance of reincarnation, and they are completely destroyed by Ye Xing!

Ye Xing is so straightforward to do things, and there will be no consequences.

"It's a good sword, it should be a magic weapon outside the sky."

Ye Xing took the Zhu Xian Sword floating in the void, took a look, and threw it into the depths of the starry sky of his own small world as a spoil.

This sword has the power of rules, not the power of rules created by Fengtian. It is different from the original world rules, and should be from other worlds.

In the future, Ye Xing can find that world through the rules of this sword!

And his small world is already extremely stable, but it is a little smaller, and it can also be regarded as his temple or a portable space in the future!

This is also Yexing, who uses a world as its own storage space.

If it were a cultivator in this world, he would never dare to imagine it.

After solving the problem of managers, Ye Xing breathed lightly.

Next, he is going to look for Xuantian.

In an instant, Ye Xing left his little world.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived over Beizhou.

And the small world that wrapped him was gone.

It was not that it really disappeared, but that it was hidden by Ye Xing.

Ye Xing wants to enter the small world, but it is just a matter of thought!

With Ye Xing's current cultivation level and using teleportation escape technique, he will no longer show the light and shadow teleportation array across states.

Now, when he looks at the creatures in this world, his mentality has also changed and has faded a lot.

I can't get much interest in various struggles.

It’s not that Ye Xing’s mentality has changed. It’s because his cultivation is too high now. There are few people who can make him interested in fighting.

However, Ye Xing swept his mind and took a step away. Within one step, he crossed tens of thousands of feet and came to the sky above a mountain range.

Below, there was a group of cultivators attacking a little boy.

The little boy looked very handsome, and the martial arts he used was Fulong, the eight divisions of the Night Clan.

It's Ye Huang.

At this time, Ye Huang was attacked by a group of evil cultivators, and his face was full of anger.

"You group of despicable and shameless evil cultivators really think that if you have too many people, you can defeat me!" Ye Huang kept shooting out eight dragon-comfort fists, and the shadows of the golden dragon were also very powerful.

And beside Ye Huang, there was a white-haired old man standing upside down.

The old man cried and said, "Young Master, don't worry about me anymore. My family has been killed by these evil cultivators. It's meaningless for me to live."

Ye Huang's face darkened: "Old man, don't worry, I will avenge your family!!"

"Haha, still take revenge? You'll die here too today!!" A burly bandit burst into laughter when he heard this, and the spear continued to hit it even more rapidly.

The other evil cultivators also laughed and attacked Ye Huang.

In their opinion, although Ye Huang's martial arts are extremely powerful and his physical strength is strong, he is so young that it is still easy to kill and rob treasures.

But Ye Huang said, "Hmph, I have sent a message to the family. When my tribe comes, it will be your death date!!"

When all the evil cultivators heard this, their faces darkened.

They knew that this boy's identity was one of the sons of the Night Clan!

And Zhenru said that if he had sent a message to the Ye clan, the masters of the Ye clan might have arrived soon. By then, it would be their death date.

But at this moment, the mutation broke out!

Ye Huang felt a palm slap on his back.

"Ah!" Ye Huang screamed, and was attacked by this palm, and fell out and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hehe, what a simple little guy, I dared to be deceived by me!" The white-haired old man took back his palm and smiled coldly and gloomyly.

Ye Huang fell to the ground, showing pain on his face, and looked at the old man with disbelief: "You..."

Ye Huang didn't expect that the old man who was rescued by him was actually a cultivator, and he even attacked and seriously injured him?

If he had not practiced the eight Fulongs and had a strong body, he would have been beaten to death by the old man just one palm.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you cut off his head?" The white-haired old man ignored Ye Huang, who looked like a ghost, and ordered the evil cultivators.

"Yes!" An evil cultivator took a pig-killing knife and walked towards Ye Huang with a gloomy smile.

But at this moment, a figure in white clothes appeared in front of Ye Huang, and there was a handsome young man with long snow-white hair.

The evil cultivators were stunned and did not understand when this handsome young man in white arrived.

It appears very naturally, as if it was here before.

Ye Huang was also stunned. Looking at Ye Xing's long snow-white hair, he was a little unbelievable.

"Ba, bha." Ye Xing slapped Ye Huang's face twice: "Are you okay?"

Ye Huang was too impulsive and brainless. Ye Xing could have stopped the old man from attacking, but he didn't. He was to teach Ye Huang a lesson.

Ye Huang came to his senses, shook his head, and said, "I'm fine, thank you cousin."

Ye Xing nodded: "You're welcome, this is what I should do."

A group of evil cultivators watched this scene and all said: "..."

The next moment, all the evil cultivators, including the white-haired old man, fled around in an instant.

They heard it very clearly that the white-haired boy was Ye Xing.

All evil cultivators were extremely frightened.

Whether it is the real night star or not.

This young man can appear silently, but his strength is not something they can compete with.

But Ye Xing turned his head and breathed at the escaped evil cultivators. All the evil cultivators, including the old man, quickly decomposed. First, the flesh and blood disappeared, and turned into white bones, and then the white bones also decomposed and turned into smoke and dust.

Ye Huang opened his mouth when he saw it.

My cousin is obviously stronger!!

Ye Huang was also upset. He saw a village slaughtered by evil cultivators, and then he saw the old man being chased by evil cultivators.

He stepped forward to help, thinking that he could eliminate the evil cultivators, but he never thought that he would be misled.

"Where is your Taoist protector?" Ye Xing breathed, then looked back at Ye Huang and asked.

Ye Huang scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "I also want to experience it alone, so I ran out by myself."

Ye Xing smiled when he heard this and said, "Let's go, be careful when you go out in the future, we are Hui people."

With a wave of his hand, a green light penetrated Ye Huang's body, and Ye Huang's injuries recovered, which surprised Ye Huang.

Ye Huang stood up, suddenly thought of something, and asked, "By the way, cousin, what's wrong with your hair?"

"What? Is it ugly?"
Chapter completed!