Being able to control the passage of time at will is obviously an extremely profound supernatural ability, and in fact, there are only a handful of people who have been able to do so throughout the ages. And now, the Blood River Demon Lord Na Baichuan, who mastered the time thaumaturgy and then advanced to the divine realm, is even more powerful to the point of immeasurability, even the right hand of the Demon Emperor can't help but be overshadowed by it.

"Time thaumaturgy, it's a bit tricky. But that's not enough to get me to my knees!"

As he spoke, Poor Yang suddenly attacked, his shot was still sharp, and his body was superb, no matter which master in the world he compared, he would not be inferior by half a point.

The killing palm fell, stirring up layers of qi waves, and the vast power turned into an invisible giant mountain, smashing into Na Baichuan's body.

"Hmph, it seems that you haven't been able to recognize the gap between you and me, in that case, I'll let you take another look. Definitely!"

With Na Baichuan's slightly lazy shout, Poor Yang's body stood in mid-air, and the terrifying power also stopped. Seeing that the enemy who was still dancing at him just now had turned into a statue, Na Baichuan's face immediately showed a wanton smile: "How about it, now you can ......"

"Kill!"

"Whoosh~"

A wind groaned by, and Na Baichuan couldn't help but be stunned, and his hands trembled at this moment. Looking ahead again, a pillar of light as long as a foot long was inserted into his chest, not only severely damaging his body, but also blocking and imprisoning the aura in it, making it impossible for him to continue to exert his strength.

"Hehe, Na Baichuan, do you think that time thaumaturgy is really invincible in the world? As an immortal miracle in the world back then, the Demon Realm spent countless manpower and effort of the Demon Race in order to crack this amazing secret book, and finally got what he wanted. Na Baichuan, you are not sorry to lose, you should feel honored to be defeated in the hands of my poor yang. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura suddenly pierced into his back from the space behind him. Suddenly, Poor Yang turned around quickly, and a fast figure had already arrived unexpectedly.

"This breath ......"

Before he had time to react, the stormy fists and feet had already been forced down, and the poor yang had to resist without any skills, and countless explosions sounded in the air.

"Hum~"

With Poor Yang's cultivation and strength, he has the confidence to take over nine out of nine moves in this world, no matter how fast your moves are and how powerful they are, he can easily resolve them with superb martial arts.

But at this moment, his self-confidence failed for some reason, and the routines that had obviously been seen through were under his nose, easily skimming his defenses, and catharsis all over his body.

"Bang bang ~"

When the other party used his last move and released all the power in it, Poor Yang fell to the ground like a wingless warbler. It wasn't until the moment before he landed that he finally saw that it was actually a gray-haired old man who had attacked him.

"You...... Who are you!"

"Haha! Well done! Destiny, destiny, I didn't expect that in the end, I would have to touch your light. Come on, come over here and help me pull this damn thing out!"

In the call of Na Baichuan, the Destiny of Heaven with dull eyes slowly drifted towards Na Baichuan's position, stretched out his hand to hold the beam, and the force in his palm became more and more intensified. But just when the former thought he was about to get out, the situation that had just improved changed again.

"Poof!"

Na Baichuan's eyes widened, and he looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief, speechless.

"You...... What are you doing!"

Looking at his chest again, the beam of light that sealed almost all the power of Nabaichuan, under the control of the Mandate of Heaven, instead of successfully breaking away from the body, was pushed into the body by more than half a foot again. Blood flowed outward along the wound, and Na Baichuan's consciousness was already a little blurred.

"Do you think I'm really going to do my bidding?"

This was the first time Na Baichuan heard the Mandate of Heaven speak, but he never expected that the other party would answer like this.

"You...... You mean to say that you are not controlled by me at all?"

"My destiny came into being, protected by the will of heaven, how can I be swayed by an ant like you! If it weren't for the fact that my energy was almost exhausted, I would have personally destroyed the value, so why delay staying by your side for so long. How to become sacred, and what can you do if you get time thaumaturgy, you are doomed to failure, and there is only one way to die. ”

"No!"

Na Baichuan's anger came from it, affecting the injury in his body that had just calmed down, and a blood arrow immediately erupted from his mouth, splashing all of it on the body of Heavenly Destiny.

In an instant, the blood droplets that "landed" began to take root and sprout, and then stretched out a number of thin and dense threads, and in a short time, the body of the Heavenly Mandate was firmly enveloped. Under its influence, the Destiny of Heaven in it constantly waved its arms and let out a ghostly scream from its mouth.

"Ahh

"Hahaha, if you want me to take Baichuan's life, you have to pay the price. You are now in my unique blood curse, and now that our lives are joined together, the death of either of them will bring the other to the West. Isn't that a good feeling?"

Those seemingly weak bloodshots actually have super toughness that is extremely incommensurate with their appearance, no matter how much the destiny struggles, they can't break even a small crack, but they are still tied up more and more strongly, and finally can't move. On the other side, Na Baichuan, who had successfully planted a blood curse on the Mandate of Heaven, had a pale face just now, but he began to quickly recover his health, and his mouth was also a little bloody.

"Don't think that my blood spell is so skillful, the blood spell silk mark on your body can not only restrain your movements, but also suck the essence blood in your body, and then use it for me. ”

The Mandate of Heaven used the last strength in his body and shouted wildly: "Don't be complacent, as you said before, now that you and I have inherited our lives, I am dead, and you can't live." ”

Na Baichuan stretched out his hand and patted his forehead, pretending to be abrupt: "Oh, why didn't I think of it, haha! You can't help but underestimate my Blood River Demon Lord! Do you think that the blood curse planted can't be broken? As long as I want, I can completely unravel the blood curse by myself when you are about to die, and it will only be you who will die." With this crippled body, you dare to compare with me?"

"You bastard!"

Out of nowhere, a force suddenly rose from Destiny's body, driving him forward a few steps. Seeing this, Na Baichuan sneered, and the palm of his right hand immediately clenched, and countless silk threads appeared in the heart of his fist, and the other end was connected to the body of the Heavenly Mandate.

"Unrepentant, give me all your strength!"

"Traitor, take your life!"

Just as Na Baichuan was about to suck up all the destiny in front of him in one go, an angry roar suddenly sounded from the side. Since he hadn't yet unlocked the beam seal on his body, Na Baichuan was still unable to cast other magical powers to remove the blood spell silk seal, so he had to reluctantly move his body. However, the incoming killing moves were extremely swift, and even though he dodged two hits, the rest of the attacks mercilessly passed through his torso, pinning him in mid-air.

"It's you again!"

When he saw those identical beams, Na Baichuan had already thought of the identity of the person who shot it, which was the poor yang who had been shot down to the ground before. He originally thought that under the sneak attack of the Mandate of Heaven, the other party would completely lose its combat power. But now it seems that he underestimated the other party.

"Haha, the snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits. Blood River, I didn't expect you to fall into my hands in the end. Tsk tsk, I don't know why you have a disagreement, but I won't give you another chance. That's it, mad devil devouring the sky!"

In the roar of the poor sun, a black light suddenly shot into the sky, and when it reached its highest point, the black light immediately dispersed into countless clouds, turning the sky into hysterical black, and it looked as if it had really been swallowed, which looked very amazing.

Dark clouds are common, but true black clouds are not. As his name suggests, Poor Yang has exhausted all the light in heaven and earth, turning it into his own strength, preparing to launch a fatal blow against Nabaichuan. And at this time, at the edge of the Cangbei Immortal Garden, a figure with a barbaric aura suddenly raised his head, looked up at the black sky, and said to himself: "What a familiar breath, could it be him?"

"Haha! Blood River, so you can look at it! Don't worry, when you die, I will refine the demons, you can go with peace of mind!"

"The ...... Damn, now that my body is not under control, is it really my time to die?"

Na Baichuan, whose life was in danger and helpless, had thoughts flashing in his mind, and finally his eyes fell back on the Destiny of Heaven who was trapped by his blood spell silk seal, and said secretly in his heart: "I can't care so much, I can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Destiny, whether you can turn the situation around or not is up to you. ”

"Bang Bang Bang~"

With a series of crisp and neat object tearing sounds, the many silk threads surrounding Tianfang's body were broken one after another, and he who had regained his freedom, just about to make a move, Qian Yang suddenly turned his body and said with a crazy expression: "No one is my opponent." ”

"Buzz~"

Looking at the inexplicable black that gradually drifted over outside the city, the Demon Emperor's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he said with a solemn expression: "Poor Yang, are you finally willing to show your true strength? ”

The Mandate of Heaven thought that he had the same hatred as Poor Yang, and he should get twice the result with half the effort when dealing with Na Baichuan. But who would have thought that the other party would hold such a grudge, and he had not forgotten the painful experience of being shot down, and suddenly thundered at him. In desperation, the Mandate of Heaven had no choice but to fight back, and the pure palm power exploded from the air like a lotus flower waiting to be released.

"This ...... This power, you are not human!" Poor Yang couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hmph, each other. A master from the beast clan, why are you in cahoots with the demons!"