Fantasy: The group leader of the opening system, the queen of counterattack!

"This is too empty space... something seems wrong..."

A warrior said to himself.

In the depths of a desolate valley, surrounded by monsters, Ye Lang couldn't help laughing.

He had nothing to do, and happened to see this scene with the eyes of the ice god.

Is he doing a good job?
Otherwise, with the combat power of these demonic beasts and the evil beasts he beheaded, there would definitely be a lot of casualties among the young warriors from various forces who came here.

A top-level force like Chaos Sky Sect might bestow heavy treasures on its disciples, but other forces or casual cultivators don't have that condition.

At this time, many of the dozens of clones he sent out had already arrived at places where the corpses of ancient demon powerhouses were left, or where there were suspected inheritances.

Some similar scenes were staged in various parts of the Taixu Demon Realm.

The figures of the spirit and demon clan images, that is, Ye Lang's disguised avatar, occupy these places involuntarily.

If a martial artist came to investigate, or was investigating, he would beat him up and drive him away.

The avatars are all in the realm of second-turn god emperors, and they also have the emperor-level magic weapons given by Ye Lang.

For the time being, there have been no unbeatable situations.

Under normal cultivation conditions, even the most powerful disciples in the Absolute Beginning Realm, it is very difficult for them to reach the state of God Emperor within a thousand years!
Maybe there are one or two rare ones, but it seems that I didn't see them this time.

Ye Lang had already looked at the strength of the warriors who had entered the Taixu Demon Territory.

The strongest ones are at the level of half-step god emperors, and these people have not been encountered by his avatar yet.

In the depths of the barren valley, Ye Lang, who was under siege by monsters, was constantly rising in cultivation, but he himself was a bit bored.

He took out the communication talisman and sent a message with Shi Ruoxuan.

"Go ahead, come on."

He glanced at the monsters around him and gave him an encouraging look.

All the monsters suddenly felt that they had received [-] points of critical damage.

It didn't take long.

The monsters retreated with tyranny in their eyes, wagging their tails and backed away disheveledly again.

Run towards the other side of the valley.

"Hey... you don't want any more?"

Ye Lang is really helpless, the mentality of this group of monsters is too weak!
No choice but to change places.

At this time, the avatar he sent to find Huangfu Shi's sister and brother was still on the way. After thinking about it, Ye Lang decided to continue to find the monster to practice.

The way of escape was running, and Ye Lang's figure merged into the space crack and disappeared.

Taixu Demon Realm, a certain place, judging from the environment, it seems to be a mass grave.

The ground was shrouded in magic mist, and bones were scattered everywhere.

The young man with a sword in his arms exuded pure yang energy and unparalleled sharp sword intent, and broke into this place.

His name is also Xingchen, and he is the strongest disciple of the new generation of Chunyang Sword Sect.

After less than 500 years of practice, he has already half stepped into the realm of a god emperor.

Enlighten the ultimate sword intent, the sword intent is pure, sharp, and indomitable!

The real combat power is far superior to that of ordinary people of the same rank. With the help of powerful treasures bestowed by the sect, they may be able to fight against the three-turn God Emperor.

"The magic fog is very annoying."

"Slash it with a sword."

Yi Xingchen stepped into this mass grave, and his sword eyebrows frowned immediately.

The voice fell.

A streak of sword light shot out from his arms, splitting the magic fog in front of him abruptly.

Although the magic mist was tumbling and converging, it couldn't fully recover in a short time.

Only then did Yi Xingchen's brows relax slightly, and his figure turned into a sword light, and he penetrated into the depths of the mass grave.

And this place happened to be one of the clones sent by Ye Lang.

The body is being collected.

There are no monsters in this mass grave, only a few ghost-like things, and there is no threat.

Below the mass burial mound is the corpse of an ancient demon strongman whose cultivation level is temporarily unknown.

There was a broken magic horn on the body of the corpse, which may have been inherited, and Ye Lang's avatar put it all away.

Then he turned around... and saw a flash of sword light.

"At this speed... even shit can't keep up with the hot ones."

The avatar was controlled by Ye Lang's main body, and Yin Yang's mouth couldn't help popping out.

With a mutter, Ye Lang's avatar prepared to leave as if no one else was around.

"I didn't want to take action to snatch it, so why do you speak rudely?"

"Since that's the case, the things left here can be left."

A few sword lights shot out from Yi Xingchen's eyes, blocking the clone's way.

A big battle... soon unfolded in the depths of the mass grave.

Ye Lang, who was rushing to find the next wave of monsters, couldn't help but stop, his mind focused on the clone.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The combat power is quite strong, isn't it?"

"That sword...should have been strengthened by some means by the strong. The damage is not worse than that of the fourth-turn God Emperor."

"If the disciples of these big sects are all so powerful, then I'll find a der monster!"

Ye Lang's eyes lit up, many of the mighty monsters in this Void Demonic Realm had been shut down by him.

And the monster has a bad mentality, so he stopped eating when he found that he couldn't eat it.

Spiritual intelligence is low, and it is very difficult to provoke.

These powerful disciples are different, they should be very strong!

Thinking of this, Ye Lang turned around and walked towards the mass grave.

The distance is not too far.

At the mass grave, Yi Xingchen's combat power was tyrannical, with the sword intent in one hand and the strengthening of the divine sword in his hand, he was so overwhelmed that the avatar holding a fifth-rank emperor-level divine weapon had no power to fight back.

The avatar has suffered serious injuries.

The battle between the two was not small, attracting many other warriors nearby.

They also rushed towards the mass grave.

When Ye Lang's body arrived, there were already several spectators in the depths of the mass grave.

His doppelgänger was very miserable, and all the disguised horns of the spirit demon clan were cut off.

"receive."

Ye Lang pointed at the clone and put it away.

Yi Xingchen frowned and looked at him.

"Um?"

"Amazing!"

"Your Excellency's sword intent is really powerful, and it actually injured my clone."

"Although I only have a hundred or eighty avatars like this, your strength is truly admirable."

Ye Lang chuckled, and a burst of yin and yang strange energy was sent to Yi Xingchen's face.

The corners of Yi Xingchen's mouth twitched, but the sarcasm in his words could not be heard.

The tip of the sword moved horizontally, pointing at Ye Lang.

"That was your avatar just now?"

"That being the case, let's see how much weight you have."

The voice fell.

With a palpitating sword light, he went straight to Ye Lang and slashed.

"Is this kid out of his mind? How dare he talk to Yi Xingchen like that?"

"..."

The surrounding figures clearly knew Yi Xingchen, and couldn't help casting pitiful glances at Ye Lang.

"hiss!"

"What a tyrannical sword intent, I'm afraid it will be difficult for a three-turn god emperor or even a four-turn god emperor to hold it?"

"very scary!"

Ye Lang gasped a bit exaggeratedly, and gave an analysis very thoughtfully.

However, the next moment.

A phantom of armor flashed past him.

The tyrannical sword light hit it, without breaking the defense at all...

The scene was a bit embarrassing.