Editor: Henyee Translations
âSupreme Cold Qi!â
Leng Rushuang raised her palm again, and another extremely terrifying cold air attacked Ye Li. This time, the cold air was dozens of times more terrifying than before.
Looking at the cold air, Ye Li also felt a deep sense of danger.
âSynthesized: Heaven-Severing Sword, Heaven Sword Technique, Heavenly Demon Fist!â
The three god-level skills were synthesized. Ye Li raised the Ancient Dragon Abyss Sword high and slashed out heavily.
Swish!
An indescribable attack flew towards the terrifying cold air.
In an instant, it was as if the sky was really about to collapse.
However, a tier 3 Sky Opener was still a tier 3 Sky Opener. The Supreme Cold Qi was only offset by the three synthesized god-level skills.
With the spiritual energy in Ye Liâs body, he could no longer activate such an attack.
Leng Rushuang stared at Ye Li and sneered. âDemon King Ye Li, I donât think you can use such a terrifying skill again, do you?â
She took another look at the battle between the elders and the Apocalypse Legion and found that they were still in a deadlock.
The Grand Elder of the Qiong Qi Royal Family looked at the battlefield and could not help but sigh. He thought that Ye Li was too terrifying. If he was given time, he might be able to dominate the Sin Realm.
One had to know that the Sin Realm was the true post-apocalyptic world.
Qiong Feng was a fifth-tier Heavenly Lord-level and the most powerful existence in the Eastern Land. However, he did not choose to attack. He had thought that Ye Li would not be able to defeat Leng Rushuang no matter what. However, he did not think so now.
âLeng Rushuang, even if I canât use that kind of attack, you are destined to die today,â Ye Li looked at Leng Rushuang and said.
Wasnât Ye Li unable to use such a skill? Why was Leng Rushuang still destined to die?
Donât forget, Ye Li still had a chance to fuse with zombies for free. When Ye Li fused with the nine Heavenly Lord-level zombies of the Apocalypse Legion, his combat strength would be unimaginable.
Leng Rushuang gritted her teeth and glared at Ye Li. She could not understand how Ye Li could still be so arrogant.
âDemon King Ye Li, next, I will use my strongest killing move to let you have a taste of true fear!â
Leng Rushuang burst into laughter as if Ye Li was about to die.
Ye Li looked at Leng Rushuangâs wild laughter and sighed. He wondered why people always had to be so confident.
Then, Ye Li summoned the Apocalypse Legion back to his side.
When the nine elders of the Silver Blizzard Palace saw that the Apocalypse Legion had suddenly returned to Demon King Ye Liâs side, they all thought that they were going to run away. They all revealed disdainful smiles.
âDemon King Ye Li, no matter what, you wonât be able to escape today!â An elder shouted coldly at Ye Li.
Qing Zhu, Qing Ruo, and Bai Caiâs hearts were already in their throats as they stared intently at the slightly thin figure in midair.
Ye Li ignored Leng Rushuang and the elders of the Silver Blizzard Palace. He slowly shouted.
âFuse: Apocalypse Legion!â
â10%⦠30%⦠60%⦠100%.â
âThe Apocalypse Legion has successfully fused with you.â
As the systemâs voice fell, a terrifying demonic light wrapped around Ye Liâs body. It was really shocking to look at. This demonic light was red, making him look like the Demon King of Purgatory.
His hair stood on end, and he looked majestic.
The five-clawed blood dragon was still entrenched above Ye Liâs head, emitting dragon cries.
The dragonâs roar made all living beings kneel down. He was the supreme one in the world!