Qu Youxian saw that Yu Ling's eyes lit up with a slight white glow, and then a large sea of white that seemed to be virtual and real covered her entire field of vision.

It was as if there was no distance between the two, and when she realized that the white light appeared, it had already swept into her soul sea.

There is no retreat, there is no way to avoid it, just like the unpredictable and mighty sky.

Qu Youxian lost consciousness for a short time, and all her senses of the outside world were completely cut off by this white light, and she couldn't see anything, hear anything, or even perceive the danger coming.

What is this?!

Qu Youxian's heart shook violently, she thought that Chuan'er had silently mastered most of Yuling's secrets, but she didn't expect that this unknown spirit clan person was far more terrifying than she could imagine.

She tried her best to break through the white net, like a trapped beast in a cage struggling desperately.

When she was about to be exhausted, the white light finally faded little by little, but then what caught her eye was a dense sword light that blocked all her retreats, and the domineering energy that overflowed so that Qu Youxian couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp.

At this moment, she involuntarily threw down the majesty of the True Dao Realm powerhouse, and shouted in a sharp voice: "Ping Nanao!"

Ping Nanao, who was fighting inextricably from Shuo, immediately opened up a distance, and the Dao rhyme around him spread out in an instant, turning into a pale cyan storm that seemed to be a substance, colliding violently with Yu Ling's sword light.

The void was silent, but it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in everyone's hearts, disturbing the spiritual power of the whole body restless.

Shang Yuyu and the others couldn't help but retreat again and again, almost losing sight of the battlefield in the distance. If it weren't for the mysterious power planted by Yu Ling like a time bomb, they didn't dare to act rashly, otherwise a few people would have slipped away without a trace.

"What the hell is this?, who of you will explain, how did Qu Fuchuan suddenly become like this?" Jiang Yuemou was almost dumbfounded.

"Haven't you heard of the Soul Transformation?" Fu Jirui was a little too lazy to talk to him.

"Qu Fuchuan will turn into spiritual arts?" Jiang Yuemou seemed to hear the Arabian Nights, and looked at the three Shang Yuyu who were as calm as before, and finally realized something slowly: "You guys...... You already knew?"

"Your Royal Highness, so I ask you to be calm before. Zhen Yao said.

Jiang Yuemou was stunned for a moment, and then instantly became angry: "Okay, you guys, join forces to deceive me and play me like a fool?!"

"Your Highness, forced by current events, I'm just worried that you won't be able to control your emotions and be detected by Wen Li, the soul master, and then all our efforts will be in vain. But now that we have come to this point, the battle situation is not something we can meddle in, and all we can do now is wait for the final result. Zhen Yao said calmly.

"Heh, Zhen Yao, you'd better remember your identity, you are a member of my Haiming Jiang family, and if you dare to deceive me with these outsiders in the future, you will know the consequences!" Jiang Yuemou snorted angrily.

Fu Jirui couldn't help but sneer: "Jiang Shizi, instead of venting your senseless anger and making the people closest to you chill, it is better to observe the battle situation more, so that you can know the changes in the situation as soon as possible." ”

"You don't sow discord here!" Jiang Yuemou glared at him fiercely, then turned his head and said: "Then you observe, what's the use of observing for a long time, I don't think they can tell the winner for a while!"

"If you can't tell the winner, we won, and the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for Wen Li. Shang Yuyu said lightly.

"Not necessarily, he's not that...... Yuanling people, won't they get stronger and stronger if they drag on for a long time?"

Jiang Yuemou's expression was a little unnatural, because he was almost used to shouting at a pariah level, but as a result, the untouchables in his eyes suddenly turned into a spirit clan member of the Daoyu Galaxy. For those high-ranking guys, there are ants outside the Spirit Clan, even if he is the prince of Haiming, it is impossible to be taken seriously.

"General Ping is not alone, if he can't fight for a long time, he will find a way. Shang Yuyu was very calm, and there was no way to know what he was thinking in his heart.

Jiang Yuemou opened his mouth, still resentful of the deception of Shang Yuyu and a few people in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to refute two sentences, but at this time, the battle situation suddenly changed again.

I saw Shuo's figure suddenly disintegrate, turning into a cloud of black smoke, drowning Ping Nanao's whole person, and at the same time, his soul thoughts also spread with a bit of madness: "Hurry up, I'll drag him, you quickly deal with that little girl!"

Yu Ling only felt that the pale cyan Dao Yun that was suppressed around his body dissipated, and he was relaxed for a while, as if he had unloaded the burden of Mount Tai, and the great cycle that was running hard also regained its vitality in a second, like a long river rushing in his body.

His gaze was firmly fixed on Qu Youxian, just now he was only close to being able to severely damage the spirit projection of this true Dao powerhouse, but after the suppression of the Dao Yun of Ping Nao, it made Yu Ling miss the opportunity in vain, and it was difficult to launch a second white light tsunami in a short period of time.

Yu Ling originally wanted to keep the killer weapon to deal with Ping Nanao, but the development of the situation did not allow him to have any reservations.

This is the time that Shuo has fought for his life, and it must not be wasted.

Ning Mo also sensed Yu Ling's mood, so he squeezed all his potential, and all the rolling evil qi released was diffused into Yu Ling's tendons, complementing his great cycle, and silently stirring up a thousand huge waves.

"Kill!"

The ink condensing knife was trembling, and the light word trick was frantically vented out along the tip of the knife, colliding with Qu Youxian's Dao Yun Jing distinctly, tearing out large and large pieces of hideous spatial cracks.

"Is this the only means you have?" Qu Youxian was originally vigilant, but although the oncoming black light brought her a certain threat, it was far from enough to turn the tide of battle.

As long as there is a stalemate for a while, when the battle on Ping's side is over, the victory will eventually belong to them.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Qu Youxian's lips, and she felt that it was time to use her strongest stunt.

Although the projection state can only show a few points of power, it is still more than enough to deal with a Merge Dao cultivator, even if it is a Merge Dao cultivator of the Spirit Clan.

The black light in front of him gradually dimmed, and Qu Youxian silently gathered momentum, preparing to use Biyu Jue's ultimate killing move the moment Yu Ling's figure reappeared.

However, after the black light dissipated, a circle appeared in front of her eyes.

A circle that seems to be embedded in the void out of thin air.

It floated slowly, without weight or mass, like a deep pool, and once you set your eyes on this circle, the whole mind seemed to sink into it, and it could not move away from it.

Qu Youxian's mind was blank for no reason, and she felt that she should dodge, but her body was strangely motionless, and she could only freeze in place like a clay stake, watching the circle get closer and closer.

It has an incomparably clear and perfect outline, distinctly cut off from the space around it, and seems to be slowly rotating. It stands to reason that the rotation of a circle is unrecognizable, but Qu Youxian has this strange illusion, and even her mind is spinning with the sky, and she is gradually about to lose consciousness in the cycle of circle after circle.

Death is closer than ever.

A second before she was about to be swallowed by this circle, Qu Youxian finally regained her consciousness for a short time, a trace of madness flashed in her eyes, and the whole person turned into a transparent phantom and broke away from Qu Fuchuan's body, and then did not retreat but advanced, rushing headlong into the circle of circulation.

Yu Ling's heart suddenly froze, but before he could react, a circle of turquoise ripples spread out from the circle of circulation, and finally exploded silently into a violent spiritual storm.

Qu Fuchuan, who was unconscious, was swept away without resistance, but a green rain curtain floated around her, so that she was not torn to pieces in the storm.

Yu Ling was not so lucky, although as his cultivation increased, his ability to control the Circle of Circulation also increased, so that he would not exhaust all his strength, but after casting this killer weapon, he would still fall into the weakest state.

His eyes were full of turquoise air currents, and his whole body seemed to be thrown into a blender, and it took a while to get dizzy before gradually relieving himself.

At this time, he had been thrown out of the black gas that he had incarnated at an unknown distance of several kilometers, and he could barely see the black gas that Shuo had incarnated.

"Ahem......" Yu Ling barely stabilized his body and began to adjust a chaotic qi, and the torn wounds on his body began to heal rapidly, and after a long time, the pale color on his face faded a little.

Even with the physique of the Yuan Ling Clan, Yu Ling would need at least ten minutes to basically recover the strength of a battle, but would Ping Nanao give him this time?

He looked up into the distance, only to see that the vast black curtain was pierced by wisps of pale cyan Dao rhyme, and in an instant, the black qi collapsed, full of holes, and finally turned into an extremely embarrassed figure.

"It was a surprise to me...... Senior Qu actually missed. ”

Ping Nanao slowly walked out of the depths of the black qi, except for his slightly ugly face, he couldn't see any loss at all.

"But that's the end of it. With an understatement, the Dao rhyme of Pingnan rolled out and roared, as if dyeing the void cyan, and also taking the Dao of this area as his own.