The battle has just begun.

Yu Ling suppressed the burning sensation in her body and swallowed the blood that surged into her throat.

Although all the blood in his body seemed to be burning out, Yu Ling was inspired by the fierceness in his bones. As long as he still had the slightest bit of strength, he would never give up.

The ancient desolate art has reached two hundred weeks, and is as hot as the blazing sun in midsummer.

The "hard" bloodline power suddenly flourished like a bud resurrecting in spring, expanding vigorously in a very short period of time, gradually suppressing the raging Zi Yan San.

At this moment, Yu Ling was like a ferocious beast from ancient times, full of domineering and violent aura.

Even the Ningmo Knife was buzzing and trembling, as if a sleeping soul had been awakened, thirsting for fighting and blood.

Zi Bingyuan looked hesitantly at Yu Ling, whose aura had changed drastically, with a trace of shock and confusion in his eyes.

Does this kind of power... really belong to the Yuanling Clan?

Before he could think of an answer, Yu Ling had already rushed over like a tiger coming out of the mountain. The dark black ink knife flashed away in the night, and he was approaching Zi Bingyuan in the blink of an eye.

Zi Bingyuan looked stern and stood motionless.

When the long knife penetrated, he broke into purple water and dissipated into the air bit by bit.

At the same time, Yu Ling did not hesitate to turn the Ningmo Sword and slash into the void behind him.

"when!"

A faint purple swimming fish suddenly emerged from the void, and darted towards Yu Ling like a ghost, but was defeated into pieces by the Ningmo Knife like a fly.

But this was just the beginning. Yu Ling seemed to be in an ocean world, with endless swimming fish surrounding him. He launched an attack without fear of death, and was able to defeat thousands of troops on the battlefield.

"Buzz——"

What followed was an invisible wave of soul power, and the light and shadow of soul talismans like lanterns floated faintly, and what was rippling in them were all the most pure and condensed soul power.

Yu Ling's soul sea suddenly surged, and Ying Sheng shrank under the white bottle in shame, with no intention of helping Yu Ling resist.

After all, it is not a defensive Horcrux, so Yingzheng doesn't feel shameless at all.

Only the high-hanging crescent moon emits misty light, struggling to block the tide of soul talismans. But Zi Bingyuan is a member of the Phantom Clan, how could he be easily blocked in the field he is best at?

Soul talismans and swimming fish almost filled the entire world, becoming a rare phenomenon and wonder in a hundred years. If Zi Bingyuan hadn't isolated this area, it is estimated that the entire Yunlong Imperial City would have been changed.

Yu Ling saw that Lan Ye's domain had been oppressed to the extreme, so he simply withdrew all his spiritual power, and his whole body disappeared like a breeze under the night.

As a blood coagulation warrior, why should he stand there stupidly and confront Zi Bingyuan head-on?

Yu Ling mobilized all her potential. She was so fast that she didn't even leave any afterimages. She quickly moved and dodged within a hundred meters, and was even more at home than those swimming fish.

After a few seconds, he had completely gotten rid of Zi Bingyuan's soul lock, and his whole person seemed to be invisible in the night, without a trace of his breath being exposed.

The ancient warriors who have restrained the fluctuations of their spiritual power are the most brilliant assassins in the world. Even with their soul power, they cannot be caught.

Yu Ling flashed close to the corner of the eaves, glanced at the dazed floating fish, and began to quickly calculate the direction of Zi Bingyuan.

Relying on the clues about the flow of soul power, he quickly grasped the clues, and in a short period of time, he followed the clues and got a clear answer.

That's it now!

Yu Ling made a seal of the light of the world, and slanted it into the night sky, attracting the attention of the swimming fish.

But he himself suddenly flashed, appearing in mid-air almost as if he teleported.

Hold the knife and slash horizontally!

The half-moon-shaped sword light is like an extinct shadow, towering majestically above the heaven and earth, full of unrivaled domineering ferocity.

Zi Bingyuan's figure had to emerge in the purple light. His clothes were stained with blood, and he was obviously seriously injured.

"You..." His face was full of shock, as if he couldn't believe that Yu Ling could hurt him.

However, before he could say the second word, Yu Ling had disappeared again, and his speed completely exceeded the lock limit of Zi Bingyuan's soul power.

"call out--"

In an instant, there was another sharp sword light moving forward.

The black energy is simple and unpretentious, but any splendid light and shadow of spiritual skills is more terrifying, because the Xiaosha energy that goes deep into the essence is really overbearing and overbearing, revealing an indomitable and unquestionable determination.

It seems that faced with such power, there are only two choices.

Either surrender or die.

This is the pinnacle of "hardness".

There is no room for change.

Zi Bingyuan had difficulty breathing for a moment, as if he was suppressed by an inexplicable force. This destructive and violent force caused his scattered soul power to shatter into pieces, just like a scholar meeting a soldier, there was no trace of it at all.

Gotta reason.

How is this possible...

Zi Bingyuan wanted to use a secret skill to restrain his body and aura, but the endless sword light had completely trapped him in this small area. It seemed that he had no other choice but to dodge until he was exhausted.

He forced himself to calm down, mobilized all his spiritual power, and turned it into a huge storm that swept the world.

"boom!"

The purple storm soared into the sky, expanding infinitely, forcing back the incoming sword light, and Zi Bingyuan, standing in the center of the storm, was like a god dominating the heaven and earth.

The ancient desolate art was like an angry beast, and more turbulent power shook out from Yu Ling's body. Even the surrounding space was trembling, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.

Yu Ling felt that her whole body had turned into a blazing fireball, and the hot blood was rushing wildly, as if it would explode in the next moment.

It seems that there is a feeling of depression accumulating in my heart, and I have to let it out.

Yu Ling roared loudly, and all her profound energy burst out, and she rushed into the purple storm with her sword, turning into an unreasonable and sharp knife, vowing to pierce the heaven and earth.

The black light and purple energy collided suddenly, and the whole world began to collapse and peel off.

"Buzz——"

The entangled black and purple light broke into the sky, and the deep night was about to be turned into day.

Li Xiuran and others even clearly sensed that the powerful seal covering the entire Sealing Star was shaken by the impact.

This is called a real fight between gods and gods. The power of God is unpredictable.

The black and purple energy that exploded spread rapidly like a Category 12 hurricane. Not only did the houses collapse one after another, but even the bricks and tiles on the ground were blown away everywhere. This corner of the entire imperial city was completely in a mess.

, as if it had been plowed by some monster.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Li Xiuran and everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.

I saw a huge black hole in the void, silently freezing like a passage leading to the Nine Nether Hells.

Generally speaking, unless they are truly powerful in merging voids, very few people can break the space.

But now, the battle between Yu Ling and Zi Bingyuan has done it.

"Bang!"

A figure suddenly staggered to the ground, and fell down after losing some stability.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Zi Bingyuan who had all his clothes burnt. He looked even more miserable than a beggar.

Li Xiuran hurried forward and asked nervously: "Your Highness Zi, are you okay?"

Zi Bingyuan coughed up bright red blood and was so weak that he felt like he would collapse completely if he was blown by the wind.

"Ahem, cough, cough... Hurry, go and find Yu Ling, his injuries will only... be more serious, catch him, or kill him..." Zi Bingyuan squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Bingyuan lost consciousness.

Li Xiuran hurriedly supported him, looked around and said, "Everyone, we have reached the most critical moment now. We can't turn back even if we get to this point, so we must not let Yu Ling ruin our plan!"

"But we have lost two powerful demigods..." Zou Lin frowned.

"There are still two people left. Now that the matter has come to this, we can only fight with all our strength. If we succeed, the seal will be broken. If we fail..." Li Xiuran looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "If you fail, you will die!" (
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