Even if Ke Han desperately resisted, it would be of no avail at all. In front of the peak Sikong Yan, he was completely powerless to fight.
Instant kill!
“what?”
Sikong Yan’s eyes froze, because after Ke Han was killed by his punch, everything disappeared, but there was only one golden token left.
This token was not destroyed under his powerful attack?
Sikong Yan reached out with his big hand, ready to grab the token, but he quickly withdrew his palm.
He knew that this was the token of Golden Soul Mountain, which might help him enter the world of Yuanshi, but it was also a sweet potato that could not be provoked.
This object, as a special token on the Golden Soul Mountain, must not be many in number, and it is also very precious, representing the will of the Golden Soul Mountain or the high-level soul clan on the Golden Soul Mountain.
Therefore, the Soul Race must be able to detect the location of this thing immediately.
Therefore, Sikong Yan resolutely gave up collecting the token, turned around and went to kill Di Long.
At this moment, even though he was only delayed for three breaths, Dillon had already fled countless thousands of miles away.
However, it was impossible for Sikong Yan to let this fish that slipped through the net escape to the sky, and pursue and kill him at the low altitude with the fastest speed.
However, after chasing for a while, Sikong Yan discovered that Di Long had disappeared, not only without the slightest trace, but also without the slightest breath left.
“It actually let him run away!”
Sikong Yan’s face was gloomy. If he searched carefully and explored carefully, he was still somewhat sure of finding Di Lon.
However, he didn’t have enough time, because there was a lot of movement in the battle just now, and the powerful soul clan would definitely notice it soon, so he didn’t have time to search carefully.
“Forget it, this guy was badly injured, and he won’t be able to recover in a short time, and it’s impossible to continue to go to Yuanshi World to cause harm to the common people!”
Sikong Yan sighed and thought to himself.
Then, he left resolutely, heading towards the Eighth Soul Pavilion.
After Sikong Yan left, the area gradually calmed down.
After a while, in a deserted forest not far away, there was a breeze, and there were strands of undetectable soul power gathering in all directions.
After a while, these soul powers finally condensed together and turned into a very transparent illusory figure, which was Dillon.
“Damn it, who is it?”
Dillon let out a low roar, and his heart was filled with endless anger.
Their majestic son of the soul clan was killed so miserably by a lowly member of the martial clan.
Moreover, in this situation, Yuanshi World can’t go anymore, which is really a heavy loss.
“I will make you pay an unbearable price!”
Di Long roared gloomyly, and after speaking, he flew out, reached out with his big hand, collected the token that fell on the ground in the distance, turned around and left quickly, and went in the direction of Di’s house.
Four members of the same family fell, the matter was too big, he couldn’t bear it, and he had to notify the family immediately.
Furthermore, he suffered heavy injuries, and if he did not return to the family, he might not be able to recover for several years.
Eighth Soul Pavilion.
In the palace to which Ke Han belonged, there was silence.
In a secret room of the palace, a stone talisman suddenly exploded and shattered, sending dust flying everywhere.
The next moment, a powerful soul power condensed and turned into a human form, it was Ke Han.
This Ke Han is extremely solid, and looks the same as the Ke Han who was killed by Sikong Yan.
“Who is it? Who is going to kill me?”
In Ke Han’s mouth, he muttered to himself in a low voice, his face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes seemed to choose someone to devour.
He was extremely angry because his body had fallen.
good!
Now he is a clone.