The appearance of the Heavenly Slayer at the right time made Ye Xuan see hope. At this moment, the strange power bursting out of the halberd could force Yuan Ling back. Although Ye Xuan didn't know why, Ye Xuan couldn't care about so much at this moment. Only by solving Yuan Ling was the top priority.

"Don't think that with the Heaven-Zhunting Sphur in your hand, you can escape the palm of your master."

Yuan Ling growled cruelly, and the power of cause and effect was released at the extreme. This power was invisible and intangible, but it really existed. Yuan Ling did not master this mysterious power, but Ye Xuan owed him cause and effect in the dark. Yuan Ling was born to restrain Ye Xuan's existence.

"Die!"

Yuan Ling took action with a bang, turning into a ball of black mist again, flooding towards Ye Xuan. The terrifying explosion of causal power between the two directly made Ye Xuan feel like he was trapped in the mud.

"kill!"

Ye Xuan's face was ferocious, and the Zhutian Ji burst out with the power of silence, which immediately made the cultivation level in his body become active. He even suddenly lifted the Zhutian Ji and rushed towards the Yuan Ling.

Bang!

A halberd was blasted out, and the sea of ​​consciousness was turbulent. The Zhutian Ji was worthy of being a product of chaos, and even more worthy of being the most powerful weapon of killing in the ages. He directly smashed the black fog turned into by the Yuan Ling and forced out his body again.

"Okay, okay!"

Yuan Ling was forced out of his true body by the Zhutian Ji, not only did not have any fear, but instead laughed wildly, and his eyes looked at Ye Xuan even more enthusiastic.

Strong and firm!

Widths of black mist evaporated around Yuan Ling, and black sword lights appeared and disappeared. Yuan Ling was condensing the supreme technique, which was even more a method of destroying souls. He pointed at Ye Xuan alone and rushed towards him.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

The sea of ​​consciousness shook, the metal and iron clashed, Ye Xuan danced with a serious expression on his face, constantly shaking the serpent of the Sky-Slaying Sword in his hand, constantly scattering these terrifying black sword lights. It’s a pity that Yuan Ling’s great skills were too weird and terrifying, and the causal power contained in it was too powerful. Even though Ye Xuan had the power of resistance with the Sky-Slaying Sword at this moment, he still showed a great defeat.

"I am useless, my good disciple. Although the Zhatian Ji contains the power of nirvana, you cannot mobilize it at all. The power of cause and effect on me is born to suppress you. Don't resist stubbornly. I will definitely give you a pleasure."

Yuan Ling was laughing cruelly, and the great art in his hand became more and more terrifying. More than a dozen sword lights cruelly pierced Ye Xuan's body, making Ye Xuan's body illusory, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

As Yuan Ling said, although the Zhatian Ji contains the power of nirvana, Ye Xuan cannot mobilize this power at all. Yuan Ling is different. Although he does not control the power of cause and effect, the cause and effect gathered by the two for 150,000 years is too terrifying. Yuan Ling's every move is filled with the power of cause and effect, which is definitely not something Ye Xuan can resist.

Bang! Ding!

Suddenly, Yuan Ling took advantage of Ye Xuan's negligence to condense a terrifying giant palm, and suddenly slapped Ye Xuan out and smashed it hard on the ground. The Sky-Slaying Sphur in Ye Xuan's hand fell beside him, and a sound of gold and iron clashing sound came from him.

Buzz!

Ye Xuan's aura was extremely disordered, and the black holy light was even more unstable. He suffered a severe blow from the Yuanling attack. This was not because his cultivation was not as good as that of Yuanling, but because Yuanling's attack contained the power of cause and effect. This was a kind of natural suppression, which also made Ye Xuan extremely unwilling.

"Hehehehehehehe!"

Yuan Ling laughed cruelly and walked towards Ye Xuan until he came to Ye Xuan, looking down at him in a condescending manner.

"I am a good disciple. I really want to thank you for your master. It's really surprising that you can practice to this level today. Unfortunately, you and me are too deeply responsible. In the end, you can only make wedding dresses for your master."

Yuan Ling laughed cruelly. He looked very unsatisfied. His palms wrapped in black fog shone brightly and directly grabbed Ye Xuan Tianling. Obviously, he would completely swallow Ye Xuan in the next moment.

"Do you think you can really devour me?"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan slowly looked up, and there was no fear on his face, but instead showed a strange smile. His eyes looked at Yuan Ling even more sarcastic.

"What did you say?"

Looking at the strange smile on Ye Xuan's face, Yuan Ling suddenly burst into his heart, and an extremely bad feeling grew in his heart.

I have said before that if anyone in this world knows Yuan Ling the most, it must be Ye Xuan. But in other words, who in this world knows Ye Xuan the best, it must be his Yuan Ling.

Yuan Ling knows Ye Xuan so well, and he knows very well what kind of person Ye Xuan is.

Insidious, cunning, vicious, cruel, can do everything you can to achieve your goals, and his mind is even more tenacious. These are all the characteristics of Ye Xuan.

At this moment, Ye Xuan showed such a strange smile, obviously it was not that simple.

"Silence Battle Clothes!"

Suddenly, Ye Xuan roared and the entire sea of ​​consciousness shook, and boundless darkness enveloped the sea of ​​consciousness, and a little black light grew on Ye Xuan.

Buzz!

The gods and demons roared, and their anger roared in the sky, as if a sleeping eternal beast was slowly opening its eyes. A black armor appeared strangely on Ye Xuan's body, and a grimace that seemed to be crying but not crying but not laughing but not laughing was even engraved on this black armor.

"Go to die."

Rumble!

In Yuan Ling's shocked and dullness, Ye Xuan stood up with a bang, the battle suit of Nirvana was blooming with a terrifying light, a fist light continued to magnify in Yuan Ling's eyes, and the mysterious power of Nirvana was even more present on this fist light.

Bang!

Like a chaotic divine thunder blew up, like a sea of ​​billions of starry sky rushing, this punch violently knocked Yuan Ling out. With a loud bang, Yuan Ling fell heavily on the ground. The black fog around her body became extremely faint, and you could even faintly see that Yuan Ling's true body was an extremely blurry outline.

"Um?"

At this moment, the black fog of Yuan Ling was faint and appeared in a Taoist outfit. However, his appearance was covered by the fog, but he could vaguely see some of his facial features, which also made Ye Xuan stare at Yuan Ling with his eyes, hoping to see who his true body was.

"Is this person...? Ye Xuan murmured in surprise, because he seemed to have seen this vague face somewhere, but no matter how Ye Xuan thought about it, he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Narcissus...Narcissus Battle Clothes?"

Just as Ye Xuan was falling into memories, he saw Yuan Ling slowly climbing up from the ground, and the black fog around him was once again rich, but a shocking and suspicious voice came from his mouth.

"How is that possible?"

"How is this possible? How can the Battle Suit of the Death in your hands?"

Yuanling was shrouded in black mist, but his breath was fluctuating extremely. He stared at Ye Xuan through the bloody eyes of the black mist, as if he could not believe what he saw.
Chapter completed!