"Oh? Is that true? Can Lord Ye say, who am I?"

A strange smile appeared on Wei Wubing's face.

"Who is it? Well, I must have been a lonely ghost." Ye Qingyu said lightly.

"Lonely ghost?" Wei Wubing lowered his head and thought carefully, as if he was measuring whether the word Ye Qingyu was accurately described.

A moment since then.

He laughed.

"Hahaha, the lonely ghost, what a lonely ghost..." Wei Wubing looked at Ye Qingyu with a smile and said, "Dear Lord Ye, can you... describe it more accurately?"

At this moment, all his previous expressions, fear, generosity, doubt, worry... disappeared.

All the expressions suddenly disappeared from the face that was dissatisfied with wrinkles.

Instead, it is a kind of calmness and calmness that comes from the heart, and a kind of indifference that does not take Ye Qingyu seriously.

Obviously, all the expressions before were disguised, and this is his true state.

This expression shows that he is actually not afraid of Ye Qingyu at all.

At this time, everyone else realized that something was wrong.

Ou Wuji looked at Wei Wubing in surprise.

Ye Qingyu's expression remained unchanged and said, "Accurately, okay, how to say it? One of the surviving ghosts has destroyed countless civilizations and eras. Perhaps even the Gods and Demons have ended in the hands of you creatures and have almost dominated the entire world? I guess right? Unfortunately, in the end, you still cannot escape the judgment of the Heavenly Way and are almost destroyed... People once thought you were dead, but who knew there were still some residues of scum lurking in the dark, the thief's heart remained unchanged, and they wanted to rekindle... I wonder if you are satisfied with my description?"

Wei Wubing nodded with a smile: "If you put it from your perspective, it is barely accurate. However, history has always been written by the winners, and the final winner will not be you. The so-called punishment of heaven... Hehehe," he smiled gloomyly and said: "We make a comeback, and you stupid creatures will just turn into food."

The words have not ended.

Straws of black aerial mist spread out in Wei Wubing's body.

His red feather fan shook, and the mist immediately began to flow wildly. In a blink of an eye, it spread into the entire mourning hall. This method was very similar to Ye Qingyu's previous seal of the entire mourning hall with ice runes. An indescribable evil aura began to spread throughout the entire mourning hall. The windows and doors of the mourning hall were sealed again. Time seemed to have arrived in the dark night in an instant, and the light was dim like the sun falling.

"What's going on?"

"not good……"

"This is the power of darkness..."

The faces of the strong men of various races changed drastically, and they retreated one after another, circulated their bodies and held their breath.

Ou Wuji also retreated immediately, with green light swaying all over his body, and looked at Wei Wubing in shock.

"Mr. Wei, you..." He couldn't believe everything he saw.

This strategist think tank that he had always trusted and thought he was perfectly controlled actually had such a terrifying dark power. At this time, Wei Wubing's body's aura increased exponentially, and instantly approached the quasi-emperor realm infinitely, especially in the black fog, as if there was a ghost roaring. Ou Wuji was shocked to find that the essence in his body was flowing wildly, and it was swallowed by the black fog.

"No, he can swallow the essence."

"He is drawing on the power to plunder us."

"Damn, what kind of power is this...?"

The creatures in the mourning hall were all powerful people from all races and had great strength. Soon they discovered that their essence was passing silently in the black fog, and they could not control them at all. Every time a piece of essence power was passed, the black fog became richer, which obviously turned the essence of the strong into his own power.

The strong men immediately closed the Yuan and guarded the Yi and tried their best to control their inner self.

Among all, except for Lu Wei, Ren Xingyan and Lin Bo, who were guarded under the Genting Copper Furnace, only Ye Qingyu's essence was as stable as a rock, and he did not even reveal a single drop. In the black fog roared, it was like a rock, without moving, and the purple light flowing in his eyes was quietly observed.

"I thought everything was under control, but who would have thought that you would appear, which would ruin my decades of painstaking efforts." Wei Wubing's voice changed, like a collision of iron and stone, cold and without any biological feelings, and with obvious echoes, which was frightening: "But it doesn't matter. Kill all the people in today's mourning hall. Outsiders will not know what happened here. I am still Wei Wubing, and the murderer of the murderer is naturally your full-sex Ye Kuangmo."

The murderous intent in the mourning hall is as real as the essence.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed drastically.

Wei Wubing's power after the change was terrible, no less than the pressure Ye Qingyu had given people before. He did have the ability to slaughterhouses.

All his eyes looked at Ye Qingyu.

The development of the matter is simply ridiculous. Originally, the strong men of all races gathered here and wanted to strangle Ye Qingyu, and then they were trembling under Ye Qingyu's butcher knife. But now, Ye Qingyu has become everyone's last hope and savior.

"So, Mr. Ren was also the one who planned to plot?" Ye Qingyu's cold breath flowed out, fighting against the black fog in the void, and murderous intent flowed in his voice, saying, "Who else do you have? Tell me, I will make you die more happily."

"Hahaha, Ice Sword Killing God Ye Madman, what a big tone, but I'm not those trash, I won't be scared by you." Wei Wubing laughed wildly: "That's right, Ren Puyang was designed to kill. I can see all the information that Ou Wuji got at any time, so naturally it's easy to know Ren Puyang's whereabouts. As for my accomplice... Hahaha, you are destined to be a dead person, there is no need to know. On the road to the underworld, go and ask Ren Puyang, hahaha."

Amid the laughter, his body was changing.

The originally thin body suddenly raised up, and in an instant, it was more than four meters long. White bone spurs pierced from under his clothes, like a white bone sword, swaying black air, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, and his skin turned into a strange green and black color, extremely smooth. Ghost fire jumped in his eyes, completely transforming into a skeleton war demon. He was not like a wise creature at all, but he had powerful life fluctuations and power aura, and was actually an unknown creature.

In an instant, everyone present felt that the attraction and devouring power in the mourning hall was even more terrifying, as if they had entered a strange devouring force field. They tried their best to activate the body, and could only barely delay the speed of the energy and energy in their bodies being swallowed.

Whoosh!

Wei Wubing's huge body was as fast as lightning, and instantly pulled out a phantom and came to Ye Qingyu.

laugh!

The bone claws are like swords, drawing out terrible sword auras, like the heavenly sword coming to the world and slashing from it.

"Touching me head-on?" Ye Qingyu also laughed loudly, raised his hand and knocked out a big light fist.

boom!

Black fog shocks.

Wei Wubing's huge body was shocked and flew backwards.

Ye Qingyu's figure also shook on the spot.

One move shows the height.

Ye Qingyu has a slight advantage.

The war begins.

Two figures, one black and one white, instantly fought in the mourning hall, and I don’t know how many moves it was.

The strength of the two is infinitely close to that of the quasi-emperor. Most of the combat skills and magical skills are meaningless in this kind of battle. They fight each other's understanding and mastery of the power of the law, just like the quasi-emperor's battle. Wei Wubing's fighting style is obviously mainly based on physical combat. His bone body is huge and nearly perfect. All kinds of anti-joint killing moves can be used at will. Each move contains terrible great power.

But Ye Qingyu was not showing any weakness.

His physical body is so condensation that he can be said to be the best in the world. His front is ashamed of Wei Wubing, just like a copper pot hitting an iron brush, with a needle pointed at the wheat ray, constantly banging, and a deafening loud noise resounded throughout the mourning hall. A terrifying force surged, and the powerful men of all races in the hall felt as if they were trapped in a swamp and suffocated. They were squeezed to the edge by the terrifying power fluctuations, and even breathing became difficult.

The hall was sealed by the power of darkness. Even if it was broken here, people outside could not notice it.

"Catch you first, and then question it slowly." Ye Qingyu wanted to fight quickly, but he would not show any mercy to the murderer who killed Ren Puyang, nor did he want to delay time. With a thought, the mystery of [Wuji Shinto] began to activate.

At the same time, Wei Wubing also roared.

He didn't expect that Ye Qingyu was not only unparalleled in swordsmanship, but his physical body was so powerful, and his understanding of martial arts laws was no lower than himself. Before, he saw Ye Qingyu suppressing Ye Chongsheng's gang invincible, but he thought he was very strong, but when he really fought, he realized that Ye Qingyu's strength was far beyond his expectations, which made him feel a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ah, the destruction pupil...kill!" Wei Wubing roared and used a killing move.

After all, this place is in the realm alliance, so he also wants to fight quickly to avoid being noticed by the outside world. So a red light suddenly spewed out from his scarlet eyes, which instantly covered Ye Qingyu, burning like a flame, as if it was burning. The power of this flame was even more terrifying than the Red Lotus Karma Fire, and it instantly burned a void.

Ye Qingyu was caught off guard and was completely roasted in it.

"die!"

Wei Wubing's huge white bone body approached and looked down. He continued to spray out flames from his eyes. The flame contained dense runes, blocking Ye Qingyu's body, faintly forming the appearance of a flame pill furnace, and sacrificing and refining it wildly. The terrible impact force rushed Ye Qingyu's body backwards!

"Mr. Ye!" Lin Yutang and Tang Chong exclaimed, shocked.

At this time, Ou Wuji's face changed a few times, and finally turned into a strong look of guilt. He gritted his teeth and urged his body madly, rushing towards Wei Wubing...—
Chapter completed!