The battle has only just begun.

Yu Ling forcibly suppressed the burning sensation in his body, and also swallowed the blood that poured into his throat.

Although the blood all over his body was about to burn out, Yu Ling was instead aroused by the ruthlessness in his bones, as long as he still had the slightest strength, he would never give up.

The ancient wilderness has rushed to two hundred weeks, and it is as hot as the scorching sun in midsummer.

The power of that "gang" bloodline suddenly expanded vigorously in a very short period of time like a sprout reviving in spring, gradually suppressing the raging purple annihilation.

At this moment, Yuling was like a fierce beast from the ancient wilderness, full of domineering and violent aura.

Even the Ink Knife was buzzing and trembling, as if it had awakened its sleeping soul, thirsting for slaughter and blood.

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

This power ...... Does it really belong to the Yuanling Clan?

Before he could think of an answer, Yu Ling had already rushed straight over like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the pitch-black ink condensing knife flashed away in the night, and in the blink of an eye, it approached Zi Bingyuan.

Zi Bingyuan's expression was awe-inspiring, and he actually stood motionless.

It wasn't until the long knife penetrated that he shattered into a purple stream, dissipating into the air little by little.

At the same time, Yu Ling did not hesitate to turn the ink condensing knife and slash at the void behind him.

"Dang!"

A faint purple swimming fish suddenly emerged from the void, and drilled towards Yuling like a ghost, but it was crushed into pieces like a fly by the ink knife.

But this was only the beginning, Yu Ling seemed to be in the ocean world, and endless swimming fish surrounded him, fearlessly launching an attack, and the enemy was able to overcome the thousands of troops on the battlefield.

"Hum—"

Along with it, there was also an invisible wave of soul power, like a lantern-like soul rune, the light and shadow drifted faintly, and all of them rippled with the most refined and condensed soul power.

Yu Ling's soul sea suddenly surging with big waves, and he shrank under the white bottle very shamelessly, and he had no intention of helping Yu Ling resist at all.

After all, it wasn't a defensive Horcrux, so Haunting didn't feel shameless at all.

Only the hanging crescent moon emitted a misty glow, struggling to block the tide of soul talismans, but Zi Bingyuan was originally a Phantom Spirit Clan, how could he be easily blocked in the field he was best at?

Soul talismans and swimming fish almost filled the entire heaven and earth, becoming a rare vision and wonder in a hundred years, if it weren't for Zi Bingyuan to isolate this area, it is estimated that the entire Cloud Dragon Imperial City would be changed.

Seeing that the Blue Night Realm had been oppressed to the extreme, Yu Ling simply withdrew all his spiritual power, and the whole person disappeared like a breeze under the night.

As a blood condensation martial artist, why did he stupidly stand still and fight Zi Bingyuan?

Yu Ling mobilized all his potential, and the whole person was so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage, and he quickly moved and dodged within this hundred meters, more like a fish in water than those swimming fish.

A few seconds later, he had completely gotten rid of Zi Bingyuan's soul lock, and his whole person was invisible in the night, without the slightest breath exposed.

The ancient warriors who have restrained the fluctuations of spiritual power are the most brilliant assassins in the world, and even if they have soul power, they can't even catch their traces.

Yu Ling flashed away against the corner of the eaves, his eyes lightly glanced at the dazed floating swimming fish, and began to quickly calculate the direction where Zi Bingyuan was.

With the clues of the flow of soul power, he quickly grasped the clue, and in a short period of time, he got a clear answer.

Now is the time!

Yu Ling pinched out a seal of the light of the world, and submerged obliquely into the night sky, attracting the attention of those swimming fish.

And he himself flashed into the air, almost teleporting.

Hold the knife and slash horizontally!

The half-moon-shaped sword light was like a silent shadow, awe-inspiring above the heavens and the earth, full of unrivaled domineering ferocity.

Zi Bingyuan's figure had to emerge in the purple light, and his robe was stained with blood, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

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

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

"Whoa—"

In an instant, it was another indomitable sharp sword light.

The black energy is unpretentious, but the light and shadow of any brilliant spiritual skill are even more terrifying, because the killing aura that penetrates into the essence is too domineering and arrogant, revealing an indomitable and unquestionable determination to move forward.

As if in the face of such a force, there are only two options.

Surrender or die.

This is the pinnacle of "rigidity".

There is no room for turnaround.

Zi Bingyuan was having trouble breathing for a while, as if he had been suppressed by an inexplicable force. This destructive and violent force shattered the soul power he scattered piece by piece, just like Xiucai meeting a soldier, and he didn't have to reason at all.

How is this possible......

Zi Bingyuan wanted to use his secret technique to restrain his body aura, but the endless sword light had completely locked him in this square inch, and it seemed that he had no other choice than blindly dodging until he was exhausted.

He forcibly calmed down, mobilized all his spiritual power, and completely turned into a great storm that swept the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

The purple storm shook up to the sky, expanding infinitely, forcibly forcing back the incoming sword light, and Zi Bingyuan, who stood in the center of the storm, was like a god who dominated the heavens and the earth.

Gu Huang Jue was like an enraged beast, and even more turbulent power vibrated out from Yu Ling's body, and even the surrounding space was trembling, as if it would collapse at any time.

Yu Ling only felt that his whole person had turned into a raging ball of fire, and the hot blood was surging wildly, as if it would explode in the next moment.

There seems to be a depression accumulated in my heart, and I have to vomit it quickly.

Yu Ling let out a long roar, and all his mystical power burst out, and even people rushed into the purple storm with knives, turning into a sharp knife that was unreasonable, vowing to stab the heavens and the earth through.

The black light collided with the purple qi, and the whole world began to crumble and peel off.

"Hum—"

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

Li Xiuran and the others even clearly sensed that the powerful seal that enveloped the entire Sealing Spirit Star was also affected by a fluctuation.

This is called a real immortal fight, and the sky is unpredictable.

The black and purple energy that exploded spread rapidly like a twelve-level hurricane, not only the houses were destroyed one after another, but even the bricks and tiles on the ground were blown everywhere, and this corner of the entire imperial city was completely in shambles, as if it had been plowed by some monster.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Li Xiuran and the others couldn't help but gasp.

I saw that in the void, a huge black void was silently frozen like a gateway to the Nine Hells.

Generally speaking, unless it is a true Void Fusion powerhouse, few people can break the space.

However, now, the battle between Yu Ling and Zi Bingyuan has been done.

"Bang!"

A figure staggered to the ground, and one fell unsteadily.

Everyone looked at it, and it was Zi Bingyuan, whose robe was burned, and his appearance looked even more miserable than a beggar.

Li Xiuran hurriedly stepped forward and asked a little nervously, "Your Highness Zi, are you okay?"

Zi Bingyuan coughed up the red blood, so weak that he seemed to fall completely when he was blown by the wind.

"Ahem, ahem...... Hurry, hurry up and find Yuling, his injuries will only ...... Heavier, catch him, or, kill him......" Zi Bingyuan squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

As soon as the words fell, Zi Bingyuan lost consciousness.

Li Xiuran hurriedly supported him, looked around and said, "Everyone, now that we have reached the most critical moment, it is impossible for us to turn back when we come to this point, so we must not let Yuling destroy our plan!"

"But we're already missing two demigod powerhouses......" Zou Lin frowned.

"Then there are still two people left, the matter has come to this point, I can only fight with all my strength, if I succeed, the seal will be broken, and if I don't succeed, I won......" Li Xiuran looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "If you don't succeed, it's a dead end!"