The river of the apocalypse, the river emits a dull roar.

Donghuang looked in front of him in disbelief, the water droplets were distinct, the two people were in the center, the sky and the earth were round, three zhang, five zhang, ten zhang...... Countless streams of water rumbled and swept through, forming a spherical field of vacuum.

The black robe shattered, and countless "source evils" swept out and injected into this vacuum realm, and in an instant, countless black qi hit this sphere, like a ball of thick ink.

And the fiery "divinity" overflowed from Ning Yi's palm.

Ning Yi clenched Donghuang's fist, he took a deep breath, and after absorbing the character scroll, his physique was greatly improved...... Five fingers strained, and the sound of bones breaking sounded clearly.

"How is that possible?"

Donghuang's pupils constricted.

His physique, looking at the two worlds, in the same realm, no one can match.

The Great Sui Immortal didn't dare to fight with himself!

Unexpectedly...... Can't beat a human?

The Eastern Emperor shouted wildly.

Another punch hit Ning Yi's shoulder.

This time, Ning Yi didn't dodge, this punch was like a cannonball, hammering hard at the flesh and blood of the shoulder, blowing up the black robe, he let out a muffled snort in his throat, and before his body retreated, his hands were staggered, and he fiercely unloaded Donghuang's arm.

The vacuum was shattered.

A straight line, hitting the stone wall of the river of the Apocalypse, breaking the water along the way, and where it hit, a huge spider web bloomed.

The shattering of the vacuum field caused this rich "source evil" to spread, and the ink poured into the clear water of the mother river, and this pitch black began to spread at a very fast speed like an eternal night.

......

......

One of Donghuang's arms was bent and staggered by Ning Yi's two palms, forming a straight line, which looked quite miserable.

He gritted his teeth, cold air seeping from between his teeth, and slowly used his strength to reconnect the broken arm...... If it was an ordinary injury, he didn't need to do it himself, but at this moment, between his bones, something seemed to seep into it.

reminded him of Luo Changsheng's sword.

It's the light.

It is also the "divinity" that he hates the most.

The Eastern Emperor let out a deep breath, and after expelling his injuries, this damaged body became like Vajra glass again, and when he raised his head and looked into the distance at the bottom of the river, his expression became extremely gloomy.

One punch of oneself was enough to blow through the body of a Terran Life Star Realm cultivator.

Even the souls and treasures can be hammered to pieces.

That human ate his own punch, and this blow should be a fight for both sides, but in general, no one earns......

But at this moment, that thick mist was shattered by the crackling divinity.

"Ning Yi", suspended in the air, with a ball of holy white light in the center of his eyebrows, like a god, surrounded by a snow-white stream of water driven by divinity, turned into a snow-white dragon, the dragon body spread, wrapped around the arms, abdomen, chest, and finally the narrow dragon head was gently lifted and placed on Ning Yi's shoulders.

Ning Yi stretched out a hand and touched the "dragon" that was purely condensed from the vitality of the word scroll...... This can be regarded as the manifestation of the power of the ancient scroll of the sword wielder to a certain extent, and according to his own mind, he can transform all things.

He slapped the snow-white dragon's forehead dotingly, and there was not the slightest injury all over his body, and the punch of the Eastern Emperor hit his shoulders and body to pieces.

That punch was really strong.

But the vitality of the word scroll healed it in just a few moments.

In the battle of life and death...... the "Character Scroll" is really a treasure that is too against the sky, and this ancient book is actually not omnipotent, if Ning Yi resists too much power beyond his current realm, then the body and the soul will be annihilated together, even if it is the "Character Scroll", it will not be able to save it.

Moreover, it is the vitality of the "word scroll", it is not inexhaustible, the only infinite in this world is the infinity itself, and now the word scroll in Ning Yi's hand, thanks to the "White Emperor" for many years of dedicated cultivation, the savings of countless pilgrimage places in the world of the demon clan, the fight in the realm of the stars, even if it is a broken arm, it can be easily cured.

But if you reach the Nirvana realm and suffer a serious injury, you will need much more vitality than your life star at that time...... It is a little difficult to get an endless supply of "supplies".

"Is it an innate spirit treasure?"

Donghuang narrowed his eyes, he let go of his fists, and clenched them again.

The aura on that human body is extremely similar to the "Urle" back then, but it is not the same.

"Urle", which was his old enemy back then, was like a deep sea, difficult to see through the depths, but there were no edges and corners.

And now the human who is suspended in front of him.

It's like a sword.

A sharp sword that pierces all things.

Ning Yi's voice sounded at the bottom of the River of Apocalypse.

"What is this?"

Ning Yi touched the vitality of the scroll of words free from the body with one hand, absorbing the river of heavenly books, he could feel that his breathing became lighter, he turned his head slightly, and saw the bottom scene of the river of the apocalypse, he did not see the figure of "Yuan...... The Almighty did not show up.

Is it sleeping?

Still reluctant to make a move?

At this moment, in the river of apocalypse, there was a breath of "disgust" in Ning Yi's bones...... These breaths came from the sleeve robe of the "black-robed man", and countless evil qi flowed, dishonoring the water of the River of Apocalypse, which is the most important area of the Mother River, and these rivers run through the entire grassland, which is the water supply of all the eight kings of the Mother River.

The "White Bone Plain" of Ning Yi Dantian roared.

It had been a long time since he had such a violent "disgust", and the last time he saw that "shadow" was in front of the Thousand Buddha Pagoda in the eastern border.

And not just the "Plains of Bones".

The "Lionheart King Crystal", which had been sleeping in Ning Yi's Divine Pool, was unprecedentedly angry at this moment, and the entire Divine Pool was no longer calm, and the pictures and information were like a tornado, rummaging through Ning Yi's Divine Pool, and then all poured into Ning Yi's mind.

The interweaving of blood and fire.

The land trembled.

The Iron Rider roared.

From the memory of two thousand years ago, there is also a "fate", from the moment when Ning Yi unveiled the ancient coffin in the Mausoleum of the Lionheart King...... Maybe it's already predestined.

That divine crystal, carrying the long-cherished wish of the Lionheart King, and the remnants of the will.

Ning Yi unveiled the ancient coffin.

This "cause and effect" inevitably happened...... One day, he will arrive at the steppe that Urle once guarded, witness "his" people, and then go to the battlefield to fight for the Lionheart Emperor in the ancient coffin, and his most powerful opponent of the year.

Ning Yi exhaled deeply, and at this moment, he finished reading all the fragments in the divine crystal.

Then read out the other party's name.

"Eastern Emperor ......"

Look at the tall black-robed man.

Ning Yi muttered softly: "I didn't die, I came back to life...... Is it related to the 'shadow'?"

He stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the "source evil" in the river, the moment the divinity touched it, the thunder was scorching, and the water that his fingertips touched was directly "annihilated" under the two completely opposing forces.

Ning Yi thought back to the scene he had seen in the visualization diagram.

The sky and the sea are torn, and darkness is coming.

The end of the day I saw at the beginning was a brilliant golden light falling, and the gods descending from the sky...... And tracing the beginning of all this, it is the power of darkness that tears apart the canopy of heaven and brings about the "collapse of the sky and the sea".

This darkest force.

It is the power of the Eastern Emperor.

Ning Yi was thoughtful, he stretched out a hand and slowly grasped the hilt of Xiao Xue's sword.

Within the scabbard, countless sword qi hit the inner wall of the sheath shell, as long as the sword was drawn, then within a radius of one mile, the entire river of the Apocalypse would be torn apart by the sword qi...... These "source evils" cannot spread, but Ning Yi can't stop all the spread, and if he wants to end all this, obviously the only way is to end the life of the man in front of him.

Donghuang's hoarse voice sounded at the bottom of the river.

"Do you know the 'Immortals' of the Great Sui?"

Ning Yi frowned and did not speak.

"I'm on you...... I felt the familiarity. Donghuang smiled and said, "Your sword doesn't seem to be as sharp as his." ”

Ning Yi said coldly: "You fought with him?"

The Eastern Emperor turned a deaf ear, as if a person was talking, deep in his eyebrows, in his skull, that piece of light was still remnant, and it could not be erased, so he always fell into the memories of Baozhu Mountain.

He chuckled softly, "His sword is fast and ruthless enough, but only a little more 'merciful'...... So he didn't kill me. ”

Ning Yi's expression became gloomy, and there was a hint of foreboding in his heart.

"Luo Changsheng, where are you now?"

Donghuang lowered his eyebrows, slightly self-deprecating, and said slowly: "He didn't kill me, of course he was killed by me." ”

"Click".

The sound of a sword riot.

Ning Yi's forehead was bulging, he suppressed the sword qi in his chest, and didn't believe what the Eastern Emperor said now, life and death fighting, his mind must not be scattered, but vaguely, he remembered the conversation with Jiang Yuxu in Shushan...... Luo Changsheng has been preparing for the battle of the "Eastern Emperor".

When you are asleep on your own.

Is that war over?

If it's really already been handed over...... Then what the Eastern Emperor said is true.

for he now stands before himself.

Ning Yi took a long breath.

On the mountain of immortality, the immortal saved his life......

The guy with fluttering sleeves and no smoke and fire is indeed the most worthy of the word "immortal" in the world.

Thoughts are all gone.

Meditation, unity.

Ning Yi looked at the black-robed man in front of him calmly and indifferently, and said, "It doesn't matter if what you say is true or not...... You're all going to die today. Because I won't have the slightest 'mercy'. ”

Donghuang smiled: "Really...... It's a pity that I didn't come to this grassland today just to separate the winners and losers with you. ”

Ning Yi frowned.

He looked up slightly.

A dull crashing sound.

The tremor of the land, the torrent of horses' hooves, these sounds were faintly heard through the current.

"I'm here for revenge. ”

Donghuang was expressionless and said: "Not only to take revenge on 'Urle', but also to take revenge on this grassland." ”

(There is only one chapter tonight)