Countless blue-purple starlight returned to Mu Ling silently, and then the blue-purple light on the surface became brighter. The light that was originally just starry sky turned into the size of a fist, emitting a force that seemed to freeze the soul.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jin held the short knife in his hand tightly with both hands, and behind him, the blood-colored circle representing the Blood Singing Technique appeared again.

The two of them had not yet launched their attacks, but the powerful aura on their bodies had already made the surrounding void solidify, gathering the power of the Taoist soldiers under their command. Under the pressure of Mu Ling's majestic aura of gods, Xu Jin was not at all at a disadvantage at this moment.

With Mu Ling's palm gently swing, the battle between the two began again. Countless blue-purple light balls as big as fists, with a chill that seemed to freeze the soul, enveloped Xu Jin and others.

Faced with Mu Ling's attack, Xu Jin's short sword in his hand instantly slashed forward. The moment the blade fell, in addition to the sharp blood-colored sword light, a blood-colored wind rolled up around Xu Jin and others. Under the influence of the sharp sword light, the blood-colored wind seemed to be formed by countless sword energy, and was also extremely sharp. At the moment the strong wind was blowing, countless knife marks appeared on the surrounding ground.

A fierce blood-colored wind swept through, and the violent power blew away the blue-purple light ball that was about to be shrouded in. However, Mu Ling's attack was not so easy to deal with. While the strong wind blew towards the blue-purple light ball, it was visible to the naked eye that the violent blood-colored wind, blue-purple light continued to spread. Wherever the light passed, the blood-colored wind turned into ice chips and quickly dissipated in the air.

The sharp blood-colored sword light that rose immediately followed the strong wind swept away the remaining blue-purple light balls. The light covered on the surface of the blue-purple light balls touched by the blood-colored sword light was immediately broken, and the scales wrapped in the blue-purple light balls collided with the sharp blood-colored sword light, making a series of crisp sounds, and then the light on the surface completely dimmed.

However, under the impact of these blue-purple light balls, the power of the sword light that Xu Jin slashed was constantly being reduced, and it had completely dissipated in the air before reaching Mu Ling.

The attack did not work, and Mu Ling did not have any surprises and directly launched an attack. Behind him, a phantom of a long river appeared. The powerful magic intention of his body seemed to be completely integrated into the phantom of this long river. The rules of heaven and earth around him were also affected, and the space seemed to be flowing like a stream of water.

Feeling the changes in the surrounding environment, blood-colored flames ignited on Xu Jin and the Blood-Eagle Taoist soldiers under his command. Then, under the influence of the Little Four Symbol Formation, the blood-colored flames immediately surrounded all the Taoist soldiers under Xu Jin's command.

As Xu Jin thought, dazzling blood-colored light appeared on his body and his Taoist soldiers. In the light, the image of a huge white tiger quickly emerged, wrapping Xu Jin and others in it. The blood-colored flames burned on the white tiger's body, making the fierce aura on the white tiger's body even more terrifying.

Looking at the huge white tiger with bloody flames burning on his body, Mu Ling placed his hands on his chest, and his palms were facing outwards, slowly pushing forward.

With his movements, the surrounding void actually began to flow like a stream of water. At this moment, the earth under his feet seemed to be flowing. The vegetation around that had not been destroyed and the gravel on the ground, after the space flowed like a stream of water, it was as if it was washed away by the turbulent water flow, and disappeared without a trace.

The huge white tiger transformed by Xu Jin and others at this time, the blood-colored flame on its body seemed to be blowing by the strong wind. The direction of the flame burning deflected towards the rear, and only a thin layer was suppressed. Even the huge white tiger was in the flow of space, as if it was constantly being washed away, and its figure looked obviously a little illusory.

I have to say that the methods Mu Ling used was very powerful at this time. Xu Jin could feel that the void around him seemed to have turned into a stream of water. While flowing and eroding, he was quickly eroding his own strength. Moreover, this erosion force also formed a certain suppression on himself, making it even more difficult for him to fight back.

But that's why Xu Jin had to fight back at this time. The little power left by himself could not be consumed by the other party using such means.

As the flow of space, the huge white tiger opened its mouth with some difficulty. A bloody light was brewing in the mouth of the huge white tiger, as if it was about to burst out the next moment.

Seeing this scene, Mu Ling's face changed slightly, and then he did not see any movement. Countless blue and purple light spots appeared in front of him quickly. Then each blue and purple light spot turned into scales the size of a millstone, combined with each other, forming a barrier in front of him.

"roar!"

With a huge roar, the blood-colored light brewing from the mouth of the huge white tiger erupted forward. The blood-colored flames burning on the body of the huge white tiger were also attached to the light and shot forward together.

The extremely sharp blood-colored light easily penetrated the flow of space and hit the barrier formed by the scales. The barrier formed by the scales was stalemate with the blood-colored light for about two breaths, and was penetrated by the blood-colored light and continued to shoot towards Mu Ling behind the barrier.

However, the moment the blood-colored light shot on Mu Ling's body, Mu Ling's figure actually rippled with a layer of ripples, and then his figure disappeared directly from the spot. The next moment, his figure had appeared in the sky a hundred meters away, swinging a palm towards the huge white tiger.

A big hand formed by the water flow fell from the air, and the figure of the huge white tiger flashed flexibly, followed by a roar. A huge deep pit suddenly appeared at the position where the big hand formed by the water flow fell.

The huge white tiger suddenly pounced into the air, and Mu Ling quickly pointed forward. Countless blue and purple scales were wrapped around the huge white tiger like several chains. However, when these scales touched the body of the huge white tiger, they aroused a series of crisp collisions, as if these scales were colliding with countless blades.

Mu Ling's figure disappeared again, and when he disappeared, a rotating vortex formed by water flow appeared, trying to pull the huge white tiger directly into it. However, as the huge white tiger fell down with one claw, an extremely sharp blood-colored sword light appeared, directly breaking the vortex formed by water flow.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored flames on the huge white tiger's body suddenly surged, and strands of blood-filled flames spread into the surrounding space as the huge white tiger moved.

At the same time, a blood-colored airflow appeared around the huge white tiger, which also spread in the void. Mu Ling's body kept flashing in the void. Every time he moved, he would leave an attack, and the huge white tiger would be broken. The battle between the two made the surrounding void turbulent, and the destroyed earth was beyond recognition.

As strands of blood-colored flames remained in the void, and the blood-colored airflow spread, Mu Ling's body was becoming more and more likely to be noticed by the huge white tiger when he dodged. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. Mu Ling tried his best to pull the distance away again, but at this time he found that he seemed to have been bitten by the huge white tiger and could not pull the distance away at all.

Finally, as Mu Ling's figure flashed again, the wisps of flames scattered in the surrounding void were suddenly stimulated. The blood-colored flame filled the surrounding space at this moment, and Mu Ling's figure was completely wrapped in the blood-colored flame.

Wrapped in the bloody flames, the huge white tiger rushed to Mu Ling, instantly broke through Mu Ling's defense composed of scales, and rushed directly to Mu Ling.

Although by this time, the power of the huge white tiger had been exhausted and even the body could not be maintained, Xu Jin's goal was achieved at this time.

Xu Jin, holding a short knife, had already arrived in front of Mu Ling at this time. The short sword in his hand was so fast that he could not even see the afterimage. He could only see a ball of blood flashing continuously. Mu Ling kept raising his hand to resist and retreat, but he could not get rid of Xu Jin at all.

Under Xu Jin's continuous attack, Mu Ling's scales appeared in the layer of protective cover, and crisscrossed wounds. At this time, Mu Ling was covered in blood, looking extremely embarrassed, and very dangerous.

With Xu Jin's attack faster than another, Mu Ling's wounds were increasing. He had already fallen into Xu Jin's attack rhythm and could only continue to deal with Xu Jin's faster and faster attacks. The extremely sharp short sword made Mu Ling feel the threat of death again after becoming a god.

The short sword tore the wind in Xu Jin's hand was waving faster and faster. With the constant swing of the knife, the little power left in Xu Jin's body was about to be completely exhausted. However, in this state, Xu Jin's attack became more and more fierce, and the speed of the sword swing continued to increase. At this time, the hand holding the knife kept sensation of pain, which made Xu Jin know that his arm could no longer hold on, but he never stopped.

Xu Jin knew very well that if he wanted to kill Mu Ling now, he had only this opportunity. He had to seize this opportunity, kill this enemy here, and kill a god. This matter sounded a bit crazy, but Xu Jin had indeed seen hope now, and maybe he could really do it today.

There was blood everywhere on Xu Jin's arms at this time. In addition to Mu Ling's blood, there was also blood on Xu Jin's own body.

At this moment, Xu Jin didn't care about these things at all. What he had to do was to swing his sword faster. Now, the wounds left on Mu Ling's body were getting deeper and deeper when they swung the sword. Perhaps the next one, Mu Ling could not hold on and was killed directly by one knife.

With Xu Jin's short sword swing, Mu Ling could no longer find a few good skin on his body at this time. He had already revealed a look of horror in his eyes. Mu Ling felt that the steps of death were constantly approaching him. If he could not get rid of Xu Jin, he might really die in the hands of the other party today. A god was killed by a person who had not yet become a god. Even after his death, it would become a big joke.

Mu Ling now also wanted to get rid of Xu Jin's attack desperately, but in the attack where Xu Jin could not pour water into it, he had no chance to avoid it, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to resist it. Maybe the next moment, he would really not be able to block Xu Jin's blade, his body was cut open with one knife, and then it was completely cut by the sharp short knife. The terror in his eyes gradually turned into a despair.

Just as Mu Ling was gradually despairing, behind him, a square hole suddenly appeared in the void, and Mu Ling's figure fell into the hole. Xu Jin, who was attacking, cut through the hole.

However, at this time, Mu Ling's figure had disappeared. Even though Xu Jin cut through the void, did he see Mu Ling's traces!

"Dikong!"

Xu Jin's heart immediately sank. He had a rare opportunity to kill Mu Ling. Unexpectedly, he slipped away from his hands. Dikong, who had just escaped, returned to this place at this time and rescued Mu Ling at a critical moment.

He quickly put away the knife and retreated. Xu Jin felt that the magic power in his body was almost empty, and his whole body was hurt everywhere. His hand holding the short knife was now unable to use his strength, and his arms were trembling in disobedience.

Fortunately, at this time, he still had the power of his troops to rely on. Although the power of his troops was already very small, he still had the power to fight for his life.

Looking at Xu Jin whose arms were trembling, Dikong's figure appeared in the sky. His eyes were a little moved when he looked at Xu Jin, as if he wanted to take advantage of it, but he was still a little worried.

In the end, Dikong did not choose to take action immediately. Instead, he waved his palm gently, and a hollow in all directions appeared in front of him, covered in blood, and his figure fell out of the hollow.

"It's just a little bit short. I really want to die under your hands. Mu Ling, you are stronger than I imagined. As expected, I can't keep you. Fortunately, I shouldn't die. I'm saved by someone. Since I'm alive, then go and die!"

Mu Ling looked at Xu Jin who was trembling slightly. He knew that Xu Jin was really at the end of his strength at this time, so he spoke without hesitation.

After the words came to an end, Mu Ling was about to take Xu Jin's life. Xu Jin also began to mobilize the last power of the Taoist soldiers under his command, preparing to launch another counterattack.

"Two, it's OK, stop!"

However, at this moment, a sound suddenly sounded. At any time, it was known that the sound fell, and a ball of flame appeared out of thin air in the void. After the flames dissipated, a figure appeared there, which was the God of Zhushan.
Chapter completed!