Vol 7 Chapter 38: Towards the depths of the grassland, cut one sword and one

　　　　 Ye Sheng left Chu Zhongtian and took away two and a half levels of restrictions.
　　 This is Ye Sheng's confidence.
　　 Ye Sheng walked towards the temple early in the morning, steadily stepping forward, facing the statue-like mountain at the end of his sight, wearing a purple dress, carrying a long sword, and dragging it casually on the ground.
　　 On the unobstructed road, the purple-clothed youth walked calmly, his complexion was clear, and a wisp of sword aura appeared around his body, not very conspicuous, but as he walked all the way, the sword aura grew deeper and deeper.
　　 accumulation!
　　 Like a dam, after accumulating floods and reaching a critical point, the dam discharges the flood, like a landslide and a tsunami.
　　 When the sun climbed to the horizon and slowly climbed to the highest point, Ye Sheng heard a joyous voice, and he came near the temple.
　　 raised his head slightly, and what appeared in front of Ye Sheng's eyes was a bluestone stairway opened in the temple, winding up, looking like a ladder to the sky.
　　 Standing under the bluestone steps, Ye Sheng shook the Human World Sword in his hand, screaming slightly, with sword aura, surrounding Ye Sheng, bursting out with a powerful aura, soaring into the sky.
　　 The soldiers around were shocked and shouted, rushing towards Ye Sheng, trying to capture Ye Sheng and prevent Ye Sheng from making trouble.
　　 But in an instant, the screaming sword energy surged, shooting around, hundreds of guards didn't get close to Ye Sheng for a hundred meters, and their heads were different.
　　 At this time, at the end of the stone steps, a bell came, echoing, and the wedding officially began.
　　 Ye Sheng raised his leg and walked up.
　　 Guards, look at me, I look at you, no one dared to come.
　　 "Go and inform the chief, someone is coming to make trouble." Someone roared, taking a shortcut and ran up.
　　 Ye Sheng stepped up step by step.
　　 Every step he takes, his sword energy doubles.
　　 Ye Sheng's eyes were bright, and when he looked up, he saw many people, the major forces in the grassland, including some familiar people.
　　Changde Xinran, Seventh Prince, Kunyu, Yin Shenguan...
　　 These people are sitting on both sides of the square hall.
　　 Ye Sheng ignored them and looked at the expressionless Zhou Beauty in red.
　　 There was La Morahan with a gloomy expression beside Zhou Meiren.
　　 "You really dare to come?" Ramolakhan said coldly, looking down at Ye Sheng, passing through the bluestone steps, killing intently.
　　 There are long stone steps, clouds and mist. Behind the clouds and mist, there is a huge square. In the center of the square, there is a statue of ten meters high. It is the of freedom. Under the statue, sits the seat of the temple.
　　 In front of the seat, the two married parties are La Morahan and Zhou Meiren.
On both sides of 　　, people were sitting.
　　 When Ye Sheng stepped onto the bluestone steps with sword aura, these people found him.
　　 But because of the cloud cover, many people didn't see clearly, so they kept calm, staring at the people in the temple, wanting to see how they reacted.
　　 God seat frowned, and the face hidden under the mask was deeply displeased, and said: "This man is the Changlehou who made trouble on the grassland. The last generation of Yin and Yang priests, you can take revenge."
　　 A pair of old people stood up, it was the yin and yang priests of the previous generation. The males are extremely ugly, the females are still charming, and the beauty of young people is vaguely visible.
　　 "Kill my heir, and dare to show up in a big way, am I dead when I am an old man?" The priest Yang said coldly.
　　 The rest of the grassland forces were surprised.
　　 Yuankun, the master of Yuanqimen, stood up even more, staring at Ye Sheng on the bluestone steps in amazement, and said coldly, "Is he who killed my junior?"
　　 La Morahan opened the mouth and said: "Be safe, don't worry, let this ignorant Changle Hou give it to the predecessor Yang priest. Today is my day of great rejoicing, and I hope my vitality will give a face."
　　 Yuankun glanced at Ye Sheng coldly and sat down silently.
　　 La Morahan looked at the priest Shang Daiyang, and said: "Please also seniors to take action."
　　 "Don't worry about getting married, you can't delay the auspicious time, I will take care of this person." Yang Shenguan's body flashed and flew down.
　　 La Morahan said lightly: "Changlehou must die, no need to care, the wedding begins now."
　　 Musical instruments sounded, gongs and drums were noisy, and Ramolahan, wearing a groom's costume, looked at Zhou Meiren and said, "Lady, worship heaven and earth."
　　 Zhou Meiren remained motionless, staring at Ye Sheng under the bluestone steps, and said firmly, "I will wait for him to come up."
　　 La Morahan's face turned cold, and said: "He will undoubtedly die, and he won't be able to get up. The priest Yang is the master of Jin Dan's eighth change. It's easy to kill a congenital five heaven."
　　 The Golden Core Realm is not divided by ten heavens, but eighteen changes.
　　The eighteenth change of the golden core, each change has the difference of ups and downs, and the eighth change of the golden core can indeed easily finish the innate five-fold.
　　 But is Ye Sheng a common congenital fifth heaven?
　　 Zhou Meiren’s water-like eyes didn't even look at Ramolakhan, and said, "He must be able to."
　　 "Hmph, it's up to you to decide whether or not the worship is." Ramolahan was angry, ready to move, and reached out to catch Zhou Meiren.
　　 But the next second, a cold drink came, accompanied by a touch of sword aura and a corpse flying up.
　　 "Let me loose your paws." Ye Sheng's voice was cold and angry.
　　 rumbling!
　　 Sword Qi surged for nine days, flashing a dazzling light, and the body of the previous priest Yang was directly smashed in front of Ramolakhan.
　　 Ye Sheng walked up slowly, full of sword aura, exuding an extremely strong aura, one after another, breathtaking.
　　 La Morahan was shocked and looked at him incredulously: "This, how is this possible~EbookFREE.me~ The eighth Jindan master, was killed by you?"
　　 Looking closer, Ye Sheng was also innate in the fifth heavenly realm.
　　 Here, what happened?
　　 Not only Ramorahan couldn't believe it, the others also stood up in shock.
　　Changde Xinran's pretty face was dull, she felt that every time she saw Ye Sheng, something incredible would happen.
　　 The seventh prince swallowed, and did not dare to make a sound. This was too strong, for fear of being caught by Ye Sheng.
　　 Kunyu trembled all over, looking at Ye Sheng, the thing he feared the most had happened. Seeing again, Ye Sheng could really kill the Jin Dan master.
　　The two golden core elders of the reincarnation sect stared blankly.
　　 "This is the evil kind of the saint girl of the previous generation?"
　　 "The eighth change of the golden core, even if our brothers join forces, they are not opponents. How could he kill?"
　　 Yuan Kun, the big disciple of the Yuan Qi Sect, looked at Ye Sheng with a gloomy expression, and the momentum went down together, wanting to kill him.
　　 The major forces in the entire grassland were shocked by Ye Sheng.
　　 Ye Sheng ignored them, looked at Zhou Meiren, and stretched out his hand: "Come here, I'll take you away."
　　 "No!" Ramolahan yelled, glaring at Ye Sheng.
　　 But Zhou Meiren did not hesitate at all, her expressionless face melted like a glacier, snow lotus blossomed, full of joy, she wanted to hold Ye Sheng's hand.
　　 rumbling!
　　 A terrifying aura was suppressed, from the temple leader, a white-haired old man, staring at Ye Sheng with gloomy eyes: "You are too presumptuous, the future mistress of my temple, can you take it away casually?"
　　 Ye Sheng looked at him, and without a word, cut out with a sword.
　　 Boom!
　　 "This so-called temple should have disappeared today," Ye Sheng said coldly.