Changhao and the other three were overjoyed and thought Yang Kai had agreed and moved faster and faster.

But just as the three of them passed through the crack in the space, Yang Kai suddenly grabbed his hand.

The torn space crack closed with thunder.

Caught off guard, the other two men's bodies were cut into two pieces, and the blood and internal organs were all flowing out at once, and the breath disappeared in an instant, and it looked extremely terrifying.

On the contrary, Changhao reacted very quickly and actually retreated at the critical moment, avoiding this decisive blow.

After standing firmly, Changhao looked at the side with lingering fear, then turned to Yang Kai and said, "You, you really want to kill them all!"

Yang Kai looked at him with a deep face and said, "No one who has ever messed with me will end up with a good end!"

"Don't be too arrogant in life. I, Changhao, are also the saint son of the Brahma Holy Land. Don't think I'm afraid of you!" Changhao shouted with a fierce look on his face.

Yang Kai looked at him coldly: "Are you finished speaking?"

Chang Hao was shocked and said in horror: "What are you going to do!"

"Just go on the road after saying that!" As he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hands together, and the undercurrent of the void around him suddenly boiled, as if he had received some command and wrapped it towards Changhao. In an instant, he surrounded him tightly, making him unable to move.

Chang Hao's face changed wildly, and he tried hard to urge the source power to struggle, but he could not get rid of the strange undercurrent constraints. Instead, he struggled deeper and deeper. His face suddenly pale. He looked up at Yang Kai and said in a trembling voice: "I am willing to pay any price bypassing me, even if I hand over my soul mark."

Giving his own soul mark means that he will obey Yang Kai's command in the future and become Yang Kai's slave. As the holy son of the Brahma Holy Land, he was able to put forward such conditions, which shows that he was really forced to do so.

But at this critical moment of life and death, Chang Hao just wants to survive, so how can he care about anything else?

"You are too weak, what's the use of keeping it?" Yang Kai raised his hand slightly. Under the ups and downs of the space law, countless tiny space cracks suddenly appeared around Changhao's body, densely packed and countless.

"The strength is too low..." Changhao's expression was dull. For the first time, he felt deeply insulted. Yang Kai was just at the third level of Daoyuan. His cultivation was comparable to his. He actually said that his cultivation was too low.

In anger, Changhao said hysterically: "I'll fight with you!"

When he spoke, his face turned red, and his body suddenly became turbulent and uneasy, and a dangerous aura came from his entire body.

Seeing this, Yang Kai's face darkened and he snorted coldly: "I want to explode myself? It depends on whether you have this opportunity."

Swallowing...

The tiny cracks in space suddenly seemed to be given life and cut towards Changhao.

After a dense and light sound, Changhao was frozen in place, his expression was dull and his eyes were dull. His whole life quickly dissipated, and the dangerous aura from his body also stopped.

After a while, with a slight sound, Chang Hao's whole person turned into countless pieces, scattered all over the ground, swallowed up by the surging undercurrent of space.

Just as Changxian asked before, Changhao was really broken into pieces now.

A six-pointed star seal flew out from the spot, rushed straight towards Yang Kai's back, turning into starlight and absorbed by his seven-pointed star seal.

After killing Changhao, Yang Kai let out a gentle breath, his annoyance improved slightly.

He stood there, frowned, and recalled the information that Yin Lesheng had revealed to him before.

What kind of place Xiaoxiao actually went to was something he never thought of.

However, if you really go somewhere, there are pros and cons. Yang Kai has always been worried that Xiaoxiao will become the target of others' pursuit and attack. If you go somewhere, you will not have this concern, because even warriors rarely go to that place.

But there are dangers everywhere, and I don’t know where Xiaoxiao can survive safely.

From this point of view, I still have to go to the East Region.

He secretly decided that after the matter of breaking Star Sea was completed, he set out to find his small whereabouts.

After making up his mind, Yang Kai adjusted his mood, turned his head, and looked at Shanhezhong with fiery eyes.

When Shanhe Bell was born, dozens of warriors were eyeing her and chasing her to this place. Now there is only one of them left in the void corridor. The remaining people are leaving and die. I have plenty of time to try to refine the Shanhe Bell.

Qi Hai once said that this mountain and river bell is a treasure of the prehistoric world. It was brought out by Emperor Yuanding from the ancient wilderness. If it could be refined, then this trip to the sea of ​​broken stars would not be in vain.

However, it is definitely not easy to refine such treasures.

Yang Kai didn't know how to refine it, so he could only try to use the method mentioned by Qi Hai before.

Emperor Yuanding was killed by the bell ringing and shocking, and was only recognized by the spirit of the weapon and brought it out of the ancient wilderness. Yang Kai can only follow the example.

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, adjusted his condition to the best level, and walked towards the Shanhe Bell step by step.

I don’t know why, the mountain and river clocks are restrained at this moment, and even the mysterious and magical patterns on the surface are no longer visible, just like a shabby and ordinary bell. Even if it is thrown in front of the world, the world will not look at it.

But it still gave Yang Kai a sleeping dragon feeling, as if it would roar once it was awakened.

After a while, Yang Kai came to the front of the Shanhe Bell, which was beyond his expectations. Until here, the Shanhe Bell did not move at all.

He held his breath and focused, and carefully stretched out his hand and stroked the mountain and river clock.

The moment Yang Kai's palm and the Shanhe Bell touched, the Shanhe Bell suddenly shook slightly, and a sound that shook the world suddenly rang in Yang Kai's mind. In the sound, there was a breath of prehistoric destruction, which made Yang Kai dizzy for a moment, as if he was brought to the ancient wilderness period by the torrent of time.

In my mind, inexplicable illusions emerge one after another.

Among those fantasies, there is a scene of the sky collapse and the earth breaking, and there is a difficulty of tsunami and storm, just like the end of the world is coming, and the tide power of heaven and earth is rich and abundant.

There are strong giants naked, with their heads on the sky and their feet on the ground, walking proudly, and wherever they pass, all spirits retreat.

There were the first warriors who moved mountains and seas, flew to the sky and escaped, and used their great powers to fight against the disasters of heaven and earth, seeking a glimmer of hope.

Countless Holy Spirits fought against each other, snatching the territory, blood scattered on the earth, shattering the world, and the universe was turned upside down.

The world changes and changes, and it seems like thousands of years in a moment.

Yang Kai groaned, and his whole body felt as if he was hit by a mountain. He opened his mouth and spitted out blood. He flew backwards and slid thousands of feet in the void. His face was as pale as paper and his breath was disordered.

After a while, he suddenly sat cross-legged and silently used the mysterious skill to heal his wounds.

The pain in my mind is simply unbearable. It is a trauma in my soul. If someone else was afraid he could no longer recover, he could only wait for his soul to dry up and die.

Even if Yang Kai has the Wen Shenlian, it is not easy to recover.

Not only that, Yang Kai also noticed a strange force invading his body with the shock of Shanhe Bell. This power was indescribable, but it was not harmful to him, but it only gave him a special vague sense.

It took Yang Kai ten days to completely repair the trauma on his soul, and that strange power also allowed him to completely refine it. In the dark, he seemed to have gained something, but he was extremely misty and unsure.

After opening his eyes, Yang Kai pondered for a while, and got up again to go to the mountain and river clock.

After a while, as for the first time, he was shaken by the mountain and river bells, and blood spurted wildly, losing half of his life. After getting up in a mess, he quickly healed his wounds.

In the following days, Yang Kai was repeated this process, being shaken away, healed, and continued to try to refine and subdue, and then being shaken away, healed...

What he was most grateful for was that he had cultivated a strong body and possessed a treasure of heaven and earth like the colorful warm god lotus. No matter what he lacked, it was not enough to support him in doing such a move. Even if he was not shocked to death on the spot, he would have left hidden dangers of injury. However, his strong body and warm god lotus were enough to completely recover from him.

Moreover, as time goes by, his recovery time becomes shorter and shorter, and the injuries he suffers gradually become lighter each time.

The strange power accumulated, which made him gradually realize what kind of power it was.

Two months later, Yang Kai was finally able to withstand the attack of Shanhe Bell and was safe and sound, but he flew out again in the second attack.

Three months later, he was able to withstand five shocks in succession.

Half a year later, twenty times.

One year later, sixty times! Progress is rapid.

One day a year and a half later, Yang Kai was full of vicissitudes of life, his clothes were ragged, his head was covered with blood-solidded residue, which looked extremely desolate, but his breath became more and more powerful and unfathomable.

He closed his eyes and covered his hands on the surface of the mountain and river bell.

At this moment, this ancient treasure regained the appearance of Yang Kaichu seeing it. The whole body shone brightly, and countless mysterious pictures and texts on the surface of the bell body swam like fish, shuttled back and forth, filled with a rich atmosphere of the prehistoric world.

The bells echoed in Yang Kai's mind. Each sound was enough to make a warrior at the peak of the Daoyuan Realm vomit three liters of blood and retreat.

But Yang Kai's expression was very happy. Not only did he not feel any pain, but he looked very rewarding.

Boom boom boom boom...

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times... Yang Kai did not move at all.

Fifty times, sixty times, seventy times... His expression finally became much more serious, but it was still fine.

It was not until seventy times later that the sound from the sea of ​​consciousness made Yang Kai's face turn slightly pale, and his qi and blood were surging, as if he could not support it at any time.

But he remained unmoved and endured the violent shock of Shanhe Bell.
Chapter completed!