Under the black night sky, the sea gently laps against the reef, and the two people hanging in the air shine dazzling light around their bodies in the night sky.

The red light and the crystal white light are very beautiful in the night, this is the manifestation of spiritual power, the spiritual power of the two burst out gradually increases, the sea surface under their feet, the sea water boils, forming a huge whirlpool.

Chigi opened his eyes slightly, flicked his thumb lightly, and the knife went out of his body.

The blade of the sword has been wrapped in spiritual power, and it is like a glow stick in the dark night, flashing with dazzling white light, which is very beautiful.

He grabbed the handle of the knife, slashed the sword horizontally, and rushed towards Ye Wudao with a roar, only to see that only three white lights and shadows were left in the black night sky, and Qianmu was still close.

The sword slashed out a thousand sword shadows, overwhelmingly attacking Ye Wudao's body like a storm.

Ye Wudao used the power of Yantian, and the spiritual power around his body formed a circular envelope, and the white sword shadow hit the spiritual shield like raindrops.

Dingdingding......

The two collided, and thousands of sword shadows gradually disappeared, and cracks gradually appeared on the surface of the spirit shield.

Until the thousands of sword shadows disappeared, and the attack continued for five minutes, the spirit shield exploded instantly, the spiritual energy dispersed, and the sea water splashed more than ten meters of waves.

Ye Wudao staggered back a few steps, qi and blood surging out of his chest, his body was like thousands of snakes and insects winding and climbing in his body, and the pain of drilling his heart was raging in the meridians.

The spirit shield shattered and disappeared, and the remaining knife shadow slashed through his body like thunder and lightning, and the hot feeling was filled, Ye Wudao looked at it coldly, his skin broke open in an instant, blood gushed out, dozens of knife cuts on his body, and the skin and flesh turned out was very scary.

The Qianmu offensive was gone, and the spiritual power once again converged on the blade.

The spiritual power of the blade rose sharply, cutting through the black night sky and going straight to the point.

"A thousand trees and a knife flow!" With a soft shout, the spiritual power surged, and the piercing chill was placed on the blade of the knife, stabbing Ye Wudao's throat fiercely.

"Ahh

The flames were burning, with Ye Wudao as the center of the circle and gradually rising, and then a skeleton humanoid was formed, and the skeleton stretched out his hand and grabbed the sword, and then the red flame swallowed the spiritual power on the knife, and crawled along the knife towards Qianmu.

Wherever the flames passed, the sharp blades of the swords gradually melted, turning into red droplets of water that dripped into the sea.

Chigi looked at these strange flames in amazement, this is not a plopping flame, it seems to be able to melt steel in an instant?

He quickly let go, if he took a step slower, the flames would burn him along the blade.

What kind of evil practice is this?

Looking at Ye Wudao, whose eyes were blood-red and the huge skeleton formed by spiritual power, Qianmu's heart secretly exclaimed, he had never heard of such an exercise, nor had he seen it.

It's just that his intuition tells him that if he can't kill Ye Wudao who is running rampant in front of him as soon as possible, I'm afraid he will die.

He gritted his teeth and gathered all the spiritual power in his body in front of his chest, exposing the green tendons on his forehead, and converging the spiritual power into a huge prismatic icicle.

"Ah...... Go to ......" The huge prismatic ice pick pierced the night sky, and where it passed, the sea water scattered in all directions, forming a trench more than ten meters deep.

Ye Wudao's bloodshot eyes stared coldly at the ice pick, he broke off, and the skeleton giant turned into a giant sword in his hand, coldly slashing away like this ice pick.

A huge roar like a rock shattered in the air, accompanied by the tremor of the sea surface, the sea water burst, once again forming a huge wave hundreds of meters high, looking at the distant sky, Mars, ice crystals, sprinkled all over the sky, the whole sky suddenly lit up at this moment.

The sea water fell like a torrential rain, wetting the bodies of the two, and in an instant, the bright night sky returned to darkness again as the spiritual power dissipated.

Chigi gasped for breath, the blow just now had almost used up all the spiritual power in his body, as a shadow-level cultivator of the shadow stream, no one had been able to block his fatal blow for decades.

Sure enough, the red spiritual power on Ye Wudao's body disappeared completely, his body was in tatters, and dozens of bloody mouths continued to flow out, he almost became a bloody person, and the blood was scattered in the sea.

"Mr. Ye, I admire you very much, you are the strongest spiritual cultivator I have met so far, but it's a pity ......"

Qianmu Yidao smiled coldly, and gathered the remaining spiritual power in his body as he spoke, preparing to give Ye Wudao the final blow.

Ye Wudao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the power of Yantian continued to swim in his body, green smoke came out of the wound, and the skin and flesh turned out quietly healed.

Suddenly, Qianmu Yidao was like a smart tanuki, and disappeared in place in an instant, Ye Wudao frowned, and the red light around his body was like a fire candle lit in the darkness, eroding his body in an instant.

The red skeleton formed again, only this time it was much smaller.

Swish......

Qianmu was close to Ye Wudao's body with a knife, he didn't expect Ye Wudao to be able to gather spiritual power in this situation, he was suddenly shocked, but it was too late to withdraw, he bit his teeth, and used his grappling hand to slam Ye Wudao's throat.

He slowed down, and before he could touch Ye Wudao, the skeleton giant's thick arm waved and grabbed him in his hand.

He continued to struggle in pain, and the giant hand moved him in front of Ye Wudao's body, his body seemed to be crushed in half, the red flame continued to burn himself, and his body disappeared little by little under the scorching flames.

A few seconds later, Chigi's sword turned to ashes, and the sea breeze blew and vanished, leaving only two puffs of green smoke, black and white.

The white green smoke entered his body along Ye Wudao's mouth and nose, and the black green smoke was sucked away by the huge skeleton and fused with it.

The black clouds in the sky covered the sky and gathered above Ye Wudao's head, and the black clouds formed a huge whirlpool, the center of the whirlpool was mixed with lightning and thunder, and a red light fell abruptly.

After a few seconds, the black clouds faded away, and the sky and sea returned to their usual calm.

The spiritual power around Ye Wudao's body disappeared, his eyes darkened, his consciousness dissipated, and he fell into the deep sea with a thud.

"It's over!" The pupils suddenly condensed, and the feeling of soul flying instantly filled the entire body, Ye Wudao only felt the sound of the entire brain buzzing, and his consciousness completely returned to darkness.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like endless years, and the silent consciousness had a clear feeling again.

Heavy suffocation, heavy squeezing, like thousands of insects and snakes climbing and entwining inside and outside the body, and then there is...... Sharp pain like a pinprick in the head.

"My grass, where is this, am I dead?"

Ye Wudao slowly opened his eyes, and there was a black hole around him, and his body was light and fluttering, as if he was floating in the air, without a center of gravity at all.

He looked around, and in the endless darkness, four large black and thick iron chains stretched out into the endless dark abyss.

Black mist drifted in the dark abyss, and the cry of a baby could be faintly heard.

Yes, he was sure it was the cry of a baby.

He moved his body with difficulty, although the dark abyss made him feel cold, but his consciousness seemed to be uncontrollable, and he tried his best to drive himself step by step towards the dark abyss.

As the body moved, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the baby's cry became closer.

Coffin?

That's right! That's a coffin!