Chapter 43: One Move to the Soul!

After a while, exclamations were heard one after another.

The battlefield was in a huge uproar!

"Hiss, eighteen core elders were all killed by Ye Junlin alone!"

"What are we fighting for? Retreat quickly!!"

"Escape!"

...

The mighty army of practitioners began to stage an unprecedented escape!

All that came into view were figures fleeing, as if there was a peerless evil demon behind them!

"Well, there is still 60% of mana in my body this time, so I might as well try the new magical power I was rewarded with before."

Ye Junlin rubbed his chin.

After the cultivation level was improved, the mana also increased. If it were the situation last time, it would probably be at the bottom again.

"Junior Brother Ye's strength is simply unfathomable!" Xu Younian and the others were shocked and murmured.

"Master is so powerful!" Bai Xiaoxi shouted excitedly.

Among them, the most shocked one was Hong Qianye. At this time, he was like a clay sculpture, stunned, staring at the figure.

No one knows how big a blow this is to him!

"Wait, this is going to be..." Hong Qianye saw something, his face was full of doubt.

In the sky.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered in Ye Junlin's palm like an inverted funnel, mobilizing the surging mana in his body and pouring it out.

His palm slowly lifted up, and a large ball of five-colored light condensed in his palm, and then expanded wildly, like a five-colored sun across the sky, bright and blazing, even cultivators thousands of miles away can see it!

At this moment, it seemed as if time had stopped, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, there was only that dazzling five-colored light ball!

This is the Five Extremes Reincarnation Great Destruction Technique!

Swish!

Ye Junlin held the five-colored light ball in his hand and gently threw it forward.

This scene is like a tiny ant, but it lifted a huge rock and threw it out, which gives people a strong visual impact!

Rumble...

The five-color light ball fell into the army of cultivators and exploded, forming a surging energy light. The five colors intertwined and entangled, magnificent, and a sense of déjà vu of the five-color ocean.

"Quick, quick to activate the defense formation!"

The huge warships released a defensive light curtain, but under the impact of the five-color light, it was like window paper being torn to pieces. The cultivators inside were terrified and watched themselves being swallowed by the light.

The densely packed Yuhuamen cultivators were all submerged, including countless golden elixirs, Yuanying, and Huashen, all of which were wiped out in this catastrophe.

"Amitabha, we shouldn't come to die. This big devil is far more terrifying than the rumors..." A group of Zen practitioners sat on the flying boat, looking at the surging five-color light, and laughed miserably.

After that, the entire flying boat was swallowed up and turned into dust.

Boom boom boom~

Under the cover of the Five Extremes Reincarnation Great Destruction Technique, the army of millions of cultivators directly evaporated!

This scene scared the disciples and elders of Xuantian Sect!

"Huh..."

Ye Junlin's forehead was sweaty. Feeling the consumption brought by this move, he secretly smacked his lips.

It is worthy of being the supreme magic!

"We won, we won!" After a moment of silence, cheers suddenly broke out from the sect, shaking the earth.

The whole Huangzhou trembled, and the local cultivators were full of admiration.

"Venerable Ye alone destroyed a million cultivators. Who can do it from ancient times to the present?"

"Venerable Ye's divine power is unfathomable, and we admire him very much!"

"Invincible! Venerable Ye is invincible!"

Exclamations rose everywhere.

Amid the warm cheers, Ye Junlin returned to Piaomiao Peak.

"Boss, do you still need a pendant on your leg?" The leader of Cangjian Peak came over and admired.

"Tsk, Junior Brother Ye doesn't want a stinky man like you," the head of Tianxiang Peak pushed him away with a look of disgust, then looked at the silver-haired young man with admiration and said softly: "Junior Brother Ye, you have worked hard this time, let me rub your shoulders for you."

The affectionate eyes seemed to be transformed into the shape of Ye Junlin.

Xu Younian smiled bitterly and said: "This battle finally let us see your most real cultivation, otherwise how long would you hide it from us? Junior Brother Ye, Venerable Ye!"

"Yes, yes." The other peak masters said excitedly.

Seeing this, Ye Junlin coughed a few times and said: "Low-key, be low-key."

Then he sat back on the recliner, picked up the Orleans grilled wings and ate them happily.

At this time, Hong Qianye stood there, ashamed.

He thought about escaping, but in this situation, can he still escape?

After witnessing Ye Junlin's strength, Hong Qianye felt that the gap between the two sides had widened again!

Even if he fought back desperately, he would never win!

What's more, he was in a very bad condition now, and couldn't even beat the opponent with a finger!

"What should I do? What should I do?"

"Damn it, this old six is ​​such a dog. He has the cultivation of the peak of Mahayana, but he pretends to be in the fusion realm. I have never seen such a shameless person in my life!"

As his thoughts fluctuated, beads of sweat appeared on Hong Qianye's forehead. Thinking of the consequences he would face next, he felt cold all over.

He hated himself so much, why was he so impulsive!

Now, he exposed his ambition and tore his face in public and injured his fellow disciples. Let alone whether this master-disciple relationship can be saved, it's another matter whether his life is still there!

After finishing six pieces of Orleans grilled wings, Ye Junlin took a sip of milk tea, with a comfortable look on his face. Suddenly, he noticed that Hong Qianye was standing there like a piece of wood, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, you are still here?"

"Uh," Xu Younian and the others were a little dizzy, and it turned out that they didn't take it to heart at all.

Hong Qianye was stunned, meaning that this matter was over?

As a result, the next second he looked desperate, and his whole body felt like he was falling into an ice cellar.

"Brother Jian, please chop him into meat paste now, and then fertilize the sycamore tree in my yard, thank you."

Ye Junlin said seriously.

The leader of Cangjian Peak was a little surprised, and then nodded, "Oh, okay!"

Then, he drew his sword and was about to chop Hong Qianye.

Plop!

Hong Qianye knelt on the ground without any hesitation and shouted hurriedly: "Master, please spare my life! I am willing to make meritorious contributions and ask for forgiveness!"

"This," the leader of Cangjian Peak stopped and looked at Ye Junlin in embarrassment.

Ye Junlin smiled and said: "Weren't you very awesome before? Why are you suddenly cowardly now?"

Hong Qianye felt his cheeks burning and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into out of shame. "Master, this time I was proud and complacent. Please give me another chance to reform."

Ye Junlin said lightly: "Slap yourself, I will stop when I say stop."

"Yes..."

Hong Qianye raised his hand tremblingly, gritted his teeth, and slapped his face, causing blood to spurt from the corners of his mouth.

As long as he can survive, this is nothing!

Papapapa.

Papapapapa.

The sound of the slap was crisp and beautiful, echoing around the mountain.

"Brother Hong..." Bai Xiaoxi felt a little distressed and wanted to help him up, but was stopped by Ye Junlin's eyes.

Xu Younian's eyes kept changing, and he sighed: "Being a traitor to the sect should be punished, but Hong Qianye did protect Xuantian Sect at the last moment, and he can be regarded as a meritorious person. I suggest that you should be exiled to the back mountain and face the wall to reflect on your mistakes."

As the leader of the sect, he valued Hong Qianye's potential very much. Although he thought Hong Qianye had a bad temper, as long as Ye Junlin was there, he could suppress him. In the future, he would continue to guide him in the right direction, and he believed that he would eventually be able to integrate into the sect.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Ye Junlin said: "In this case, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. Next, you go and face the wall to reflect on the past."

Hong Qianye stopped, his cheeks swollen like a pig's head, looking extremely funny. At this time, he stood up and bowed deeply, "Disciple Hong Qianye, thank you for the master's forgiveness!"

After that, he staggered away from Piaomiao Peak.

"Your disciple is really a worry." Xu Younian shook his head.

"Among us, only Junior Brother Ye can subdue him. If it weren't for Junior Brother Ye, we would be nothing in his eyes." The head of Cangjian Peak snorted coldly.

"After all, he is naturally gifted. The reason why our Xuantian Sect can keep him is all thanks to Junior Brother Ye." The head of Tianxiang Peak smiled softly.

Ye Junlin sighed: "It's all my fault that I don't discipline him on weekdays, which makes him so presumptuous. Don't worry, I will continue to discipline him."

He likes to see his disciple, who is obviously very unhappy, but still has to swallow his anger and force a smile.

"Xiao Xi!"

"Shu Shu is here!"

"The master wants to eat hot pot."

"Okay, Shu Shu will start right away!"

"Junior Brother Ye, is hot pot a pot that is cooked with fire? Can this thing be eaten?"

"Haha, everyone is so curious, why not stay and try it!"

"Uh, okay!"

...

On the back mountain.

A red figure stood quietly.

Looking at the swollen pig head face reflected in the pond, Hong Qianye's eyes were wet, his body was shaking slightly, and he felt extremely sad.

He never thought that the road to counterattack would be so difficult!

"I don't believe that you can always be so proud. As long as I practice hard, I will soon reach Mahayana, or even surpass Mahayana!"

"Ye Junlin, you wait for me..."