Demon Realm, Northern battlefield.
Above the deep, pitch-black endless sky, there are two huge rays of light that look like stars, facing each other from a distance, illuminating the heaven and earth.
A Devil Race wearing a black robe and long white hair looked up into the sky, worried.
His robe is extremely thick and has a black fur collar, which looks like something he wears in winter, and is extremely luxurious. And he has a feminine appearance, and there is no distinction between male and female. His fair cheeks even have a light luster like jade, and his eyes are extremely deep.
The strong wind blew, causing his robe to billow, and his long white satin-like hair to flutter.
After the robe was opened, the Devil Race strong man suddenly revealed a terrifying scene inside. Two fist-sized blood holes had been penetrated through his chest, and the front and back were translucent. There were even large pieces of flesh and blood that rotted directly, revealing a crystal skeleton like black jade inside.
Although new bone and granulation sprouted from the wound, an evil black light emerged, killing the tendency of self-healing.
"Marquis Yongye, are you afraid of being killed by me? Looking at the two adults in the sky, are you thinking about when they will be able to tell the winner?" From the distant hilltop, a bold and unrestrained laughter came. Listening to the tone, it was more like joking with a friend than mocking.
Marquis Yongye is not as tall and majestic as the ordinary Devil Race. He is only over 1.8 meters tall and is even a little thin. Hearing such words, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the powerful enemy opposite who had left him with heavy injuries. He sneered and said, "Your injury is also uncomfortable, right? Do you want to fight again and quickly tell the difference between life and death?"
The Heavenly Demon strong man from the north opposite was a little surprised, and said "Hey": "That's really strange. Haven't you always thought that when Demon Lord Qiye wins, you can kill us all, and you don't need to work hard?"
"Why, you think my Demon Lord Wuming is a little stronger. You want to defeat me first, and then rely on the numerical advantage to gradually win the overall victory. Do you want to lead the crowd to help your Demon Lord Qiye?"
"As expected of Marquis Yongye, he achieved magic through dreaming. This dreaming ability is top-notch. I am ashamed of myself! Haha!"
Marquis Yongye was silent for a moment, but had no words.
He was vaguely uneasy, always feeling that the child Ye Ming seemed to have encountered some serious danger. Marquis Yongye naturally would not think that this was unfounded worry. After all, by the Heavenly Demon Realm, he could already sense some clues.
Especially since Ye Ming has his blood flowing in his body, even some humble mortals will have similar reactions to their loved ones. For example, the twins have an inexplicable tacit understanding, or some inexplicable intuitions, which are called the "sixth sense".
"It's okay, don't worry." Marquis Yongye took a deep breath and had to advise himself, "The life card I refined for my child is still there. If he really died, the life card would have collapsed long ago."
"No matter what happens to me, as long as I don't die, everything will be fine when I go back-"
Having said this, Marquis Yongye was shaken all over, and then an endless and violent murderous intention surged out.
In his sea of consciousness, the token shattered with a "click" sound.
"How dare you! Who dares to kill my son!" Marquis Yongye's voice of shock and rage resounded throughout the world, shattering the surrounding boulders.
He turned into light, turned around and fled to the south.
"Where to go!" A strong man named Li Ba flew up, roaring and trying to stop him.
"If you dare to stop me again, you will die!" Marquis Yongye is so cruel that he even burns his energy and blood with his first move and lands a shocking blow.
Li Ba was caught off guard. He didn't expect him to be so decisive. His arm bones shattered with one palm strike. The sharp bone stubble pierced the flesh and blood, and his palm was a bloody mess.
"Hahaha, okay! This is the atmosphere of a bloody battle!" Li Ba was not angry but happy, laughing loudly. He even burned his blood without hesitation and directly confronted Marquis Yongye.
The two have been fighting until now, and even their Heavenly Demon Artifact has been broken into pieces without any difference, which shows that they are really evenly matched in terms of strength.
Marquis Yongye was so anxious and angry that in such a battle, a ray of soul was separated, combined with a small amount of flesh and blood, and a little bit of extremely pure Demonic Essence, to create an incarnation of Heavenly Demon.
"Return to Eternal Night City!"
"Whoever touches my child will have to pay with blood!" His eyes were red, and he took action towards Li Ba with hatred.
"As for you, a reckless man--"
"If you have to force me, just go to hell!"
"Eternal Night, coming!"
Push the time forward slightly by one minute.
"No!" Ye Ming was horrified and horrified.
If the Slaughter technique he is most afraid of facing now is naturally the ultimate move of the soul. Ye Ming's soul is extremely fragile, and there are even signs of self-destruction. Although its essence is extremely profound, it cannot be denied that this is the worst state and is also the biggest shortcoming at present.
But Ye Ming is not afraid of ordinary Yuan Shen's killing moves. After all, after practicing to such a level, Protective Gang Qi can resist attacks at the Yuan Shen level to a great extent.
But Marquis Yongye once warned him that there are always a few Yuan Shen killing moves that have been studied to the extreme and are unreasonable. If you say it is aimed at the Yuan Shen, it is aimed at the Yuan Shen. It is so amazing to be able to ignore how strong the physical body is, Protective Gang Qi.
Among them is the last formula of "Holy Spirit Sword Art", Sword Twenty-Three.
And...Lin Fei is this horse Sword Twenty-Three?!
Are you kidding me? There is a pattern of Six Paths of Reincarnation emerging behind him, integrated into this sword!
Demon Realm people will be scared out of their wits just by seeing these six patterns, almost out of instinctive fear.
It's not that a trace of Six Paths of Reincarnation's power can be so powerful that anyone is afraid of it, but he is the symbol of the supreme existence...
The space is under unimaginable oppression, giving people an extremely sticky feeling, as if a mortal is at the bottom of a swamp, unable to escape.
Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Ye Ming watched helplessly as Lin Fei struck at Lin Fei with a sword at a turtle's speed, his eyes wide open but unable to dodge.
Because his movements were also extremely slow, like a snail slowly moving his body, trying his best to avoid Lin Fei's sword finger.
Everyone at Devil Race slowly showed expressions of shock and fear, but the process was quite slow, like a video slowing down ten times.
"Tsk!"
Lin Fei's fingers seemed to gently touch the center of Ye Ming's eyebrows, just like the breeze touching the flowing clouds.
In an instant, traces of the soul escaped and were wiped out by Six Extinctions Sword Intent.
Ye Ming's horrified expression was still frozen on his face, and his soul, which was full of cracks, could no longer hold up and collapsed directly.
His soul seemed to see six patterns flashing away, and was involved in them, gradually being wiped out in unimaginable pain.
When Sword Twenty-Three's influence gradually dissipated, Lin Fei's soul also retreated behind the body like a tide, and the corpse finally fell to the ground with a "thud".
There was a deathly silence in the whole place.
Then, with a "pop" sound, Xiangling, whose face was dull, his legs went weak and he knelt down.