Juza looked at Ling Qiu Che on the ground opposite, and then looked down at Lei Zhengting on Ling Ji's shoulder, and then chuckled: "Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden force at the foot of the giant seat. At this time, the light of the Extremely Evil Birth Realm that had just swept up from the Spirit Rank finally showed its power. Although it was only for a moment, its power was enough to cut off the torso that was several feet wide in one fell swoop, coupled with the strength of the giant seat's full kick at this time, the iceberg giant that had been destroyed by Lei Zhengting on the left side of his body disintegrated again, and the part above the waist suddenly slid downward, and a heart-rending roar suddenly came from the thick ice crystals.

"Juza, Lei Zhengting, I want you all to die at my hands!"

In the face of Lingji's clamour, Juza and Lei Zhengting ignored it, and were still immersed in the battle between the two sides. Here, Lei Zhengting waved his arms together, and many tiny thunderbolts like cow hair surged out from his sleeves, hitting the giant seat in the air. And the giant seat drove the void, calmly and unhurriedly between the thousands of killing machines, until the group of thunder approached, then turned his palm and struck, and relied on the large amount of aura in the surrounding space for his own use, and laid an invisible barrier on his body, blocking the many electric lights one by one. The electric light was frustrated and exploded one after another, and the space of the spark light turned into a raging sea of fire, which had the intention of devouring heaven and earth.

At this moment, the duel between Juza and Lei Zhengting seems to have become the background, and above the background is the protagonist of the unprecedented battle between Ling Qiu Che and Ling Ji.

Although most of the ice body was destroyed, Chenggui Shenwei was almost infinite, and this loss was nothing to Lingji. And at this time, all the clansmen retreated to the spirit of the hidden capital, and finally slowly walked towards the opposite side, and the first step was to strive to be steady and steady, and never speed up a point. Seeing that his "iceberg giant" was useless, the spirit simply opened a crack in the center of the skull's eyebrows, and then the ice-blue beam of light flashed down, and standing on the ground was a brand new "iceman" that had shrunk many times and was already the same length as ordinary people.

"We'll talk about the two of them later, and we'll die!"

With a sudden punch, Ling Ji's right hand surged hundreds of times between breaths, and an exaggerated giant fist composed of countless ice crystals slammed into Ling Qiu's face. Maybe Ling Ji didn't intend to target his head at all, because his fist was enough to tear the opponent's entire person to pieces!

"Hah!"

The slam struck, and Ling Qiu Che froze in place like a nail, raised his arms, and faced the ice crystal giant fist with his deity divine body. However, unlike the previous head-on collision, this time Ling Qiu Che actually applied a cushion on both wrists, and did not cause too many ice crystals to splash and fly away. And almost at the same time, the exposed bones on Ling Qiu Che's back actually stood up, and in the blink of an eye, they had turned into strong rattan whips dozens of feet long, wrapping the huge fist to death.

"Hehe, with that ancient thousand hand vine also wants to resist the power of Cheng Gui, you underestimate me too much!"

Ling Ji raised his hand and turned into a claw, and the giant ice fist hanging in the air suddenly changed, and a large number of ice flowers stretched out from the inside of the fist, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, and all the ancient thousand hand vines on the outside were frozen. At the same time, Ling Qiu Che exerted his strength again, and the number of rattans ten times greater than before rushed towards the distorted ice fist again. As the two sides stalemate, countless rattans gathered on top of the fist to form a towering giant tree like the palm of a hand, and the extreme cold energy in the ice crystals continuously invaded the branches of the primeval thousand hand vines, and finally turned it into a spectacular ice sculpture with a tree hanging all over the tree.

Ling Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately laughed wildly: "How about Ling Qiu, you still have no way to deal with me, right?" You can't, but I have thought of a way to deal with you, open your eyes and see it!"

As he spoke, Ling Qiu Che replaced his sword with his legs, and suddenly kicked out, and the destructive power that burst out immediately split the giant ice fist he had sent out earlier, as well as the ancient thousand hand vines wrapped in it. A gap appeared, and Ling Ji jumped forward, and he had already jumped in front of Ling Qiu Che at full speed with the ice crystal path opened by his strong legs. At this moment, his whole body was surrounded by the cold air that engulfed everything, and even if his body had not touched it, large ice clusters had already surged wildly from side to side.

Ling Qiu Che stretched out his hand and grabbed it left and right, and the two sharp ice swords had already been grasped in the palm of his hand, and suddenly stabbed at Ling Qiu Che's torso with lightning speed. Looking at the spirit Qiu Che on the other side, he didn't take any defensive moves, he was like a dead tree, standing there in a daze, looking forward from behind him, a strong sense of tragedy rose from the hearts of every Spirit Evil Clan.

"Soul revenge, go and die!"

"Smack!"

Lingji didn't see what was happening in front of him clearly, but he realized that the pair of ice swords in his hand actually didn't listen to him. Looking at it again, Ling Qiu Che firmly clasped the tips of the two swords with a pair of red bloody hands, and several demon vines like snakeworms quickly climbed onto the body of the ice sword from his upper arm. Ling Ji snorted angrily, let go and turned his head, and lightly pulled out a pair of ice swords from the ice cluster on the side. But just as he turned around and was about to attack, he suddenly found that two faint golden threads suddenly appeared on the opponent's blood-red eyes that had been demonized.

"This ...... It's ......"

Lingji raised his eyes with difficulty, and finally saw that in the space above him, I don't know when there was an incomparably wide fire sword, the fire sword sword was more than dozens of zhang long, because it was too big, even the so-called sword blade was much duller than Lingji, and the giant sword was not cut on Lingji's head, but smashed on his head. The unimaginable force was so overwhelming that it was almost breathless, and the ice crystals above his head couldn't help but show the slightest crack under such terrifying power.

"You...... When did you make this greatsword, and why don't I feel it at all?"

Ling Qiu Che's mouth moved slightly, revealing a strange smile, the previous battle and the erosion of the primeval thousand hands made his handsome cheeks unrecognizable, his distorted facial features moved a few times, and then a bellows-like voice slowly came out of his body: "I wanted to use this giant sword to deal with your giant form, but I didn't expect to be preempted by the giant throne and Lei Zhengting." You send it to the door yourself, of course I will not be polite. Spirit...... Who do you think won?"

"Boom, boom!"

Just when the battle between Ling Qiu Che and Ling Ji was about to be decided, several explosions came from the other three-party gates outside the Youdu City, and the flames jumped up, and the clouds formed by billowing black smoke were like devil's claws, wanting to reach out to the thousands of people in the city. Ling Qiu Che could have taken this opportunity to kill Ling Ji in one fell swoop, but seeing that his compatriots were in danger, as the patriarch, he resolutely withdrew his killing move, turned around and flew towards the nearest north gate.

"It's too late, do you think our three-clan alliance only has this number? He let a few of our first-line masters contain at the main gate, and ordered the Xun general Kan to leave the three generals to lead the army to detour and attack the eastern, southern, and northern gates. Ling Qiu Che, if you lose, all the clansmen in Youdu City will be buried for you!"

Although the words came out, Ling Qiu Che was nowhere to be seen, and Ling Ji didn't know if the other party had heard his words, and it wasn't until after a few breaths after the other party left that he finally felt a heavy sharp pain coming from the top of his head. However, this is nothing compared to the torture that the rest of the body endures.

In order to defeat Ling Qiu Che and settle the battle in a battle, Ling Ji took the risk of taking out the essence of the god in Cheng Gui and inhaling it into his body. Ninety percent of the power in Chenggui is in the essence of the gods, and as long as it is fused with it, you can obtain the power of Chenggui at the fastest speed. It's a pity that he has only owned Chenggui for a short time, and he is not skilled in controlling the power in it, otherwise even the spirit Qiu Che who has the primeval thousand hands is not his opponent. And now that the battle is interrupted, the idle Chenggui Divine Essence immediately launches a crazy counterattack against it, and this counterattack can engulf his humanity and consciousness, making it a terrifying monster between living beings and natural forces, threatening even as much as the light of the extremely evil living realm.

"I ...... My head hurts! I feel like my body is going to crack and disintegrate. No, I want more aura, I want more life essence to heal me!"

Ling Ji suddenly turned around, only to see that the wound left by the middle sword above his head had really cracked a crack as thick as a finger. In his left and right eyes, there were two different divine lights flashing with Huo Ran, one of which was Lingji himself, and the other was the consciousness of Cheng Gui's divine essence.

"Don't you want to run, come back to me!"

Under the precise judgment of the wind god, the other branches of the alliance of the three clans broke through the city gate as they wished, and a large number of soldiers rushed into the streets of the hidden capital, and the warriors of the spirit and evil clans who were ambushed in the houses on both sides showed their weapons one after another, ready to fight the enemy to the death. For a while, the sound of rushing and killing, the screams of screaming, and the whirring wind whistling between the swings of various weapons, weaving together with other sounds, seemed to be playing the saddest funeral music in the world for everyone.

The alliance of the three clans is not all brave and ruthless, but it is a pity that the life of the patriarch is more important than the sky, and they are not allowed to resist, and the warriors of the spirit and evil clan are even more pitiful, because they have no choice at all, and there is only a dead end to be captured, and there may be a chance to fight back. However, how many are on the front line, they simply dare not imagine. As more and more of his companions' corpses fell to the ground, the hope in everyone's hearts gradually faded.

"Hahaha, we who have entered the city can finally stretch out our hands. I don't know where Zhongli and Zhang Kan fought. ”

General Xun led his army into the secluded capital with ease, and the road ahead was flat and wide, as if he had seen his own future in the future, which was inspiring. At this moment, a white shadow suddenly fell in the sky, and everyone scattered at once, so that the heavy object was avoided. General Xun looked at it, and after being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but say, "This ...... Why do you look so much like the Aeolus?"