"Stop him!" These people were frightened. They could not understand how a Yuanling Realm could have true energy and agile artistic conception.

The combination of these two can produce a level of power. The agile artistic conception can make the opponent's power extremely subtle. When they saw Ye Chu knocking down with a punch, they finally changed their expression.

The crowd gritted their teeth and rioted in a terrifying artistic conception. Each blow shook a surging force, trying to kill Ye Chu, but they were all blocked by Ye Chu's flesh fists.

"You are just like this!" Ye Chu showed his white teeth, "Then that's it!"

Ye Chu said, punched out again. The riot of Zhenyuan came out, colliding with the power of the other party's artistic conception, and with a loud bang, several practitioners could not hold on and screamed and flew backwards.

Someone was defeated, and Ye Chu waved his fist again, and these people began to collapse like a collapsed river bank. Ye Chu's flesh fist swept, causing these people to scream.

Their power was magnificent, but Ye Chu broke through with even more powerful force, without any fancy, and was completely head-on!

"Puff..."

Ye Chu punched out, and the last few practitioners could not stop it. The artistic conception was defeated and Ye Chu swept his fist and blood spurted to the ground.

"Even if you don't use the secret method, it's enough to deal with you!" Ye Chu stared at the group of practitioners and sneered, grabbing his palm on the head of a practitioner, and the artistic conception was integrated into it, wrapping the other party's artistic conception and essence, and refining it with the soul-swallowing method.

Soon, a man who was just full of blood slowly dried up and turned into a mummy and fell at Ye Chu's feet.

After Ye Chu finished doing it, he grabbed the next practitioner with his palm, and the practitioner also followed in the footsteps.

In just a short time, four or five practitioners were refined by Ye Chu, and his body of essence was refined and swallowed by him.

Looking at the mummies lying on the ground, the cultivators who were lying on the ground looked pale and their eyes were full of fear. Looking at Ye Chu as if he was a ghost, his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Ghost...Ghost..."

Some people shouted in fear and their pants were wet. For them, death was not terrible. After embarking on the path of cultivation, they knew that it was a bloody path. They tied their heads to their pants, so they were more open to death.

But they could not bear such fear. A person inexplicably became a mummy, as if he was sucked into a blood sucking. This scared them all. Some people squirmed, their faces were pale and their bodies were trembling.

Ye Chu was like a ghost at this moment, very horrified.

Ye Chu ignored what they thought, refined them one by one, transforming their primordial spirit into the spirit-shaping energy and integrating them into his primordial spirit. In just a short time, these practitioners were almost refined.

Only the strongest one was left. At this moment, his feet were pressed against the ground and kept squirming behind him. His body shivered and shouted in horror: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

Ye Chu really stood there without going over, looked at the other party and asked, "Where have the Sifang King and his group of people gone? Where is that goddess-like woman?"

"I told you not to kill me!" the other party was frightened.

Ye Chu smiled and said, "Of course! I am not a bloodthirsty person, I personally yearn for peace!"

The practitioner pointed to the left: "Left...she is a hundred miles to the left..."

Ye Chu got the answer, walked towards the other party, and grabbed the other party's mind: "You promise not to kill me!"

"Your mother didn't tell you that it's hard to raise a villain or a woman?" Ye Chu laughed, and his artistic conception surged.

"Sir, you are a gentleman, not a woman!" The other party was frightened and wanted to struggle away.

"That's right! I am naturally a gentleman, or a well-known man. But didn't your father tell you another word?" Ye Chu suddenly laughed, "Women rely on cheating!"

"The villain is not a woman!" The practitioner was frightened and wanted to escape.

"Damn!" Ye Chu slapped the other person in the face, "If I can't even cheat a man, why would I cheat a woman? It's much harder to raise a woman than a man!"

"..." The practitioner spitted out a mouthful of blood, and Ye Chu's artistic conception shook into his body, refining his Yuan Ling. He fell straight to the ground, his dry eyes widened, and he died with his eyes open.

Ye Chu looked at the corpse on the ground and drove away the tyrannical emotions brought by these practitioners Yuan Ling. But Ye Chu showed that his strength had not increased much, but was only slightly improved.

This result made Ye Chu wonder: "Is the Yuan Ling of these people not working for me?"

Ye Chu thought about it and felt that there was only this explanation. This result made Ye Chu frowned and thought, "Didn't that mean that the practitioners he wanted to find must be better than him?"

"Damn! Isn't this nonsense? How difficult is it to kill a practitioner who is stronger than yourself?"

Ye Chu suddenly felt that there were disadvantages in practicing this set of martial arts. It was difficult for him to kill those who were stronger than him. Since he could not kill them, how could he practice this set of martial arts?

...

Just when Ye Chu took out the tyranny, a feeling of sadness surged into his heart again. This time the sadness surged no less than the last time. Ye Chu's tears began to flow and soon spread across his face.

Ye Chu was shocked by this, his eyes fell on the mummy bodies, thinking of what he had just done.

He refined these practitioners and did not get much improvement, but the supreme intention was enhanced for this, and sadness penetrated into his body. Ye Chu felt that the supreme intention had spread a lot.

"Damn it!" Ye Chu felt that the loss was not worth it. He clearly had not improved much, but the supreme intention had spread. This was undoubtedly the effect of just refining these practitioners.

Ye Chu became frightened. If he followed this state, he would be afraid that the Supreme Will would lose him, and his strength would be very low.

"You can't refine the spiritual spirit of the practitioner at will!"

Ye Chu understood that the Yuan Ling of these people did not have much effect on him. However, after using that set of martial arts, the Supreme Spirit spread a lot, which was completely a move that was not worth the effort.

"If you need to refine it in the future, I am afraid that you will find a truly suitable Yuan Ling!" Ye Chu did not dare to let the Supreme Idea become larger, but his strength also needs to be improved. Then he needs a balance point. The best way is to spread the Supreme Idea once, and he will get the most benefits, which is the best result.

...

Ye Chu drove away the tyrannical emotions, and his figure did not stop and shot towards the left.

The distance of Baili was not too long. Ye Chu ran all the way and saw Ruoshui on the field. At this moment, Ruoshui was surrounded by four kings. When Ye Chu arrived, he happened to see Ye Chu and the four of them hit each other. Ruoshui was defeated, and he vomited blood and flew backwards.

Ye Chu's face changed drastically, and his figure shot towards Ruoshui. Ye Chu could not imagine that the four giants in Sifang Valley actually appeared to siege Ruoshui at the same time. Such a camp could not be stopped, and even if he was added, it would not work.

"Ye Chu!" Ruoshui staggered back, stood firm, and looked at the figure running towards her, and his expression suddenly changed. At this time, Ye Chu came, just to die.

"Haha, I have sent someone to find you, but I didn't expect you to die by yourself." The Sifang King was stunned when he saw Ye Chu, but then laughed again.
Chapter completed!