“Hurry and hurry.”

The stars are crowded with figures, and all races and sects have old men coming out of the mountains, like streams, gathering towards the ruins of the Heavenly Lord. The Zhuxian Sword is still alive, which is bad news. If you enter the ruins, the new generation will be miserable.

Indeed, it is very miserable, not just miserable.

Looking down at the entire ruins, it has been covered by blood mist, and corpses can be seen everywhere, mostly juniors, all of whom were killed, without scars on their bodies, and their souls were destroyed.

"It's a mistake to enter the ruins."

On the top of the peak, the Sun's body took a breath. If I had known the ruins were so terrible, and if I had known that there was a god of killing to cause trouble, a fool would have come in to find excitement.

"However, I heard some noise."

The son of the earth closed his eyes slightly, and he felt calmly. For a moment, he heard a rumbling rumbling, like a wave of war. At this moment, listening, the rumbling sound seemed to appear and be hidden by a mysterious force.

"East."

The body of Taiyin is whispered and has a very certain tone. In terms of combat power, she may be the weakest, but in terms of perception, not to mention the son of the earth and the body of the sun, Ye Fan is not as good as her. This is a kind of talented magical power.

"Walk."

After determining the direction, the three of them all came out of the peak, and according to the guidance of the Taiyin body, they locked in the East's nothingness. The fluctuations of the war can be heard from time to time.

“There is a big war.”

"Why haven't I heard it!"

“Come on.”

On the other hand, the innate Taoist body is like a divine rainbow, charging forward, and there is also the Nine Nether Demon Body beside him. The two are in a combination, and the innate Taoist body also has innate magical powers, exclusive perception, and is not weak in the body of Taiyin.

"Quick, East."

The west is filled with a vast ocean, and the immortal body of the purple palace soars into the sky. He vaguely smells the killing aura. After carefully sensing the magic of the immortal, he realized that it was a big battle and it was not very small.

"I want to see who is the sacred place."

The little barbarian king was in no particular order, holding the bone stick, with a strong aura, and a violent temper. He was sure to be a secret god of killing and had to kill him.

"What a familiar breath."

Those who were rushing to see Ye Fan and Yang Lan were also fine. However, Ye Fan had a deep eyes and dark eyes. Although he didn't know who was fighting, he felt his blood was restless. He was half-brother of Ye Ling, and his blood was dissolved in water. There was a certain sense of emotion in the dark.

Puff! Puff!

In the east, the blood is constantly on the verge of light.

Zhang Zifan and the battle body were extremely injured. The two of them worked together and were far from rivals. One was shaking, the other was staggering, and the other was staggering, and the blood was spitting out.

On the other hand, Ye Ling saw no scars all over her body.

She is like a ghost, her body is sometimes illusory and sometimes solid, and it is hard to capture its true form. The battle body and Zhang Zifan have a strong fighting power, but it is extremely difficult to hit her.

"I'm afraid I'm going to kneel down!"

The fire fighting body was gasping violently and looked ugly.

The same is true for Zhang Zifan. If there were no reinforcements, the two of them would undoubtedly die. They wanted to escape. The universe was already in chaos and the mist was shrouded in all directions. They still had a chance to fight with Ye Ling. Once they escaped, they would inevitably reveal their flaws and die faster. They were far inferior to their body skills.

"Ye Ling?"

"Zhuxian Sword?"

When the two staggered, they suddenly heard a surprise.

Outside the fog, a man tore up the space and rushed in. He was the son of the earth. He arrived first. There were also Taiyin and Sun bodies beside him. Seeing Ye Ling and Zhu Xian Jian, he did not react for a while.

“How is that possible.

”

The space was broken again, and the Taoist body that arrived later was similar to Jiuyou, and it was certain that it was Ye Ling, and it was also certain that it was Zhuxian Sword. But as far as they knew, the Zhuxian Sword had long been destroyed! The ancestors said in their own words.

"That's...Zhuxian Sword?"

The Xiaoman King and the Purple Mansion Immortal Body also arrived. They recognized the Zhuxian Sword and the Saint Body Daughter at a glance. When did they get together?

"It turned out to be the Zhuxian Sword, it was a real surprise."

"No wonder the ruins of the Heavenly Lord were sealed, no wonder so many people were destroyed. It has this method."

"When will Ye Ling be controlled?"

The emperor's sons gathered together, blocked from all directions, with cold eyes and ugly expressions. Everyone knew Ye Ling's terribleness. When it comes to fighting alone, most of the people in this ruins who are outside Ye Fan can't get into its eyes.

“Tonight, it’s really lively.”

Ye Ling laughed faintly, and was so playful.

war!

The little man king shouted loudly and was the first to attack. The son of the earth, the Taiyin and Sun, the innate Taoist body, the Nine Nether Demon Body, and the Purple Palace Immortal Body, also attacked together. Even the seriously injured Zhang Zifan and the Liehuo Battle Body joined the battle. If the two of them could not defeat, they would fight together.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The war suddenly began, the sky collapsed in pieces, the immortal light of nirvana spread everywhere, and the vision of destruction appeared frequently, and blood poured like rain, dyeing the world red again.

It can be seen that even if the emperor's sons work together to siege, they are no match for Ye Ling and Zhu Xian Jian. One after another, the blood is scattered with blood. The wounds are covered with blood. Others also have blood valleys on their bodies. The scars reflect colorful lights, which dissolve their essence and energy, so that the wounds not only do not heal, but also expand outward.

“So strong.”

The emperor's sons were shocked and felt powerless. Not to mention defeating Ye Ling, it would be difficult to hit her. Even if she hit her once or twice, it would be similar to being tickled. But Ye Ling is different. She has unparalleled combat power. If she gets hit by her sword, it will be a damaging force. In terms of the combat power of both sides, it is obviously not the same level.

"Ant."

The Zhuxian Sword was buzzing and trembling, and its ferocious face was interpreted on Ye Ling's face, like a gloomy evil ghost. Every sword was destructive, as strong as the body of the Purple Palace, and its body was domineering as the little barbarian king. It could not withstand the attack. It was also a blessing that the new generation of emperors were present, and the cooperation was considered tacit understanding. If one person fought alone, who was his opponent, the emperor's son level was far from enough. If Ye Fan was there, he would probably be able to fight hard. Unfortunately, Ye Fan was not present, or the Zhuxian Sword used the Heaven-Defiant Immortal Technique to seal the universe of the world and isolate all the auras. It seemed that they would be defeated one by one.

"Shit me."

The innate Taoist body snorted coldly, and with one palm covering the sky, there were array patterns engraved in the palm of the palm, and a large array covering the sky was arranged in the air, and each array pattern was full of magic.

"By you?"

Ye Ling sneered, stepped on the formation pattern, slashed his feet, and slashed his innate Taoist body with one sword. If the Taoist body had not protected the Taoist body, it would have been slashed.

“Suppress.”

The body of Taiyin and the body of the sun are one on the left and one on the right. She evolved into the scorching sun, she evolved into the silver wheel, and the two yin and yang are combined, combining the Tai Chi divine wheel, and there are also nine palaces and eight trigrams to arrange, which is a method of attacking immortals and a magical technique for forbiddenness.

Ye Ling didn't even look at it. He slashed the sky and destroyed the earth with one sword. The illusionary Tai Chi divine wheel broke on the spot, and the Taiyin and the Sun were both backfired. They turned out one east and one west. If it weren't for the Little Barbarian King and the son of the Earth, they would have arrived at the critical moment and forced Ye Ling to retreat. The body of Taiyin and the body of the Sun were mostly buried under the Ye Ling's sword.

"Get out of here."

The fire fighting body blew, sacrificed the golden flames, transformed into a sea of ​​fire, and the Lingtian submerged Ye Ling, and a wisp of fire waves intertwined into a chain of flames, locked Ye Ling's body, trying to pull the Zhuxian Sword out of her hand, Zhuxian Sword

When controlling Ye Ling, they were worried about it. After all, it was not Ye Ling's original intention. If Ye Ling was destroyed, the holy body would be furious. The damn thing was the Zhuxian Sword. If you separate it, you could open your arms and beat him to death.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities."

Ye Ling smiled indifferently, shattering the fire chain in an instant, and almost blew the fire fighting body with one palm. Even the son of the earth who arrived later was slashed by a sword. The Jiuyou Demon Body and Zhang Zifan were not much better. One of them was beaten by Ye Ling's finger and was almost killed on the spot.

Destroy!

The immortal body of the Purple Mansion snorted coldly, sacrificed the immortal energy of the Purple Mansion, transformed into an immortal sword, slashed it in the air, carrying the power of destruction, which was the strongest attack in his life.

Ye Ling was full of contempt and was not used. He flicked his jade finger and destroyed the Purple Palace Immortal Sword. Even the Purple Palace Immortal Body was shocked and vomited blood and flew away. Before he could settle the shape, a divine light of destruction had already arrived, pierced through his immortal body and severely damaged his soul's true body.

"Everyone is all ants."

Ye Ling smiled arrogantly and swept away the eight wildernesses with one sword.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Everyone bumped into each other, flew sideways, flew backwards, and fell from nothingness, smashing the earth into deep pits. The injury was as heavy as a fire fighting body, and the divine body could not be reshaped. The terrible murderous intent flooded his soul and could be buried at all times.

The emperors' sons were defeated in a mess.

"Damn it."

The Jiuyou Demon Body forced himself up, but before he stood firm, he knelt on the ground halfway. The others were not much better. They were injured and disabled. Not to mention the battle, it was difficult to stand up. Even if they could stand up, they could not stand for two or three moments, and then they fell down again. Ye Ling was not scary. What was scary was the damn Zhuxian Sword. Its murderous intent was integrated with destructive power. Its murderous intent was not cleared from the murderous intent in its body, and it was difficult to recover the scars and blood valleys.

"The road to the Ultimate is easy to walk on."

Ye Ling picked up a ray of fairy light, and turned into a colorful lotus in his palm, falling from the sky, carrying the power of destruction. Once it exploded, the new generation of emperor's sons present would be taken back and be involved in the gates of hell.

However, before the colorful lotus bloomed, a figure was seen, and he rushed in from outside, cast the black shore of the Emperor's Dao, and swallowed the colorful lotus in an instant.

The man, after a closer look, wasn't it just Mr. Tang San? His eyes were black holes, blood was floating, demons around him surging, black blood flowed in his body, and blood was flowing, and he smelled the breath from somewhere. Then he came. When he saw that it was Ye Ling, his divine body couldn't help but tremble. Is it still Ye Ling in his memory? His beautiful cheeks were extremely ferocious, and Ling Che's beautiful eyes were full of evil and tyranny. How could he have the slightest posture of the Holy Spirit body? He was so vivid that he was a ghost.

"How...how could it be."

Tang Sanshao's mouth trembled and his face turned pale. He knew that in the past few days, there was a cold killing god slaughtering creatures, but he didn't know that it was Ye Ling. To be precise, it was Ye Ling controlled by the damn Zhuxian Sword.

"Kill them for me."

"You and I will live forever... together forever."

Ye Ling smiled and moved her hair comfortably. She smiled quite magically, carrying the supreme magic power, resounded in Tang San Shao's heart. The damn Zhuxian Sword is also very proud of talent. Apart from the first holy body, this little black fat man is the only person who can open the blood limit at will. This is the only one who is talent.

Young Master Tang San was silent, but his mind was in a daze. How great would it be if the real Ye Ling said this? He had been waiting for this sentence for hundreds of years.

Unfortunately, she was not Ye Ling, and her words came from her mouth, but she was not saying that it was the damn Zhu Xian Sword, who was playing with the love in the world.

"Is that good?"
To be continued...