Chapter 1739: Desperate
"It's still too slow, speed up!" Xuanwu Saint Sovereign's voice sounded again.
Yang Ling's face sank like water, and the power of the divine soul poured into the soul suppression tower even more frantically, and suddenly the blue light exploded in the sky, and under the suppression of the violent power of reincarnation, many ripples began to collapse, and the man in black had already collapsed before he could come out of the light and shadow, but even so, the speed at which the man in black appeared was still like an ant's nest that had been stabbed with a stick, and the water around Yang Ling was impassable, and the range of colored light was compressed smaller and smaller, and it could collapse at any time in the violent shaking.
Yang Ling knew that once he lost the protection of the Xuanwu tortoise shell, he would immediately be submerged by the water of time, and then he would fall into the endless chaotic time again and be unable to extricate himself, and finally he would be completely assimilated by those seemingly illusory times, allowing himself to lose himself and become a wisp of memory that remained in his consciousness with this big shell.
"Ding~" Yang Ling roared, and a silver light flashed around his body, and suddenly layers of ripples were frozen in the air, and then collapsed like sand, but then endless ripples emerged, and in the light and shadow, the man in black still walked out like a tide.
"Explosion~"
A black lock emerged and exploded in the air, turning into a dense black hole with a diameter of hundreds of meters suspended around Yang Ling, and the powerful rules of nothingness tore down, and the ripples collapsed into nothingness, but these black holes began to collapse after only three seconds under the attack of the endless black-clothed people.
"Explode again~"
The chains of the Void Regularity exploded again, only to be drowned out by the golden ripples that rippled in all directions.
Half an hour passed, and Yang Ling felt that he was already a little dizzy, but under the impact of his non-stop rules, the defense of the Xuanwu tortoise shell still hadn't collapsed, but the tortoise shell was even more shattered, like an eggshell full of cracks, which would turn into pieces at any time.
Yukiko Oda's face tensed, and a pair of moon blades flew wildly around her, piercing through layers of golden ripples and crushing the light and shadow in them, but this attack was completely a drop in the bucket and had little effect.
"Yang Ling, I can't do anything anymore~" With a faint sigh, the Xuanwu tortoise shell hanging above his head finally collapsed, and was immediately impacted into nothingness by the violent aura released by the man in black.
"Guard~"
The blue-purple gem of Oda Yukiko's eyebrows flickered, and a 10,000-meter-high statue behind her appeared, and at the same time, a huge knife wheel appeared in the air, slowly turning forward, and with the rotation of the knife wheel, a large number of light and shadows and black-clothed people around the two were involved in the knife wheel and were crushed.
"Boom~"
The iron sword in the hand of a man in black burst out with a dazzling light and slashed at the knife wheel, and the knife wheel trembled wildly and pressed up, and a nearby space was torn apart.
"Boom Boom Boom~"
Countless black-clothed people appeared, and countless iron swords slashed on the knife wheel.
"Poof~~" Oda Yukiko opened her mouth and spurted blood, and a fierce momentum erupted in her body again, and a dojo appeared under her, and a stream of cold white flames rose into the air, and the Yuan Shen in the center of the dojo was covered in fire and pressed her hands forward.
"Burn my life, use the original god as a shield, and protect the safety of my lord~"
"Boom~" The whole world was shaken, and I saw a snow-white shield volley floating in front of Yang Ling, releasing an unpredictable aura to form a snow-white transparent ball of light that wrapped Yang Ling in it, constantly shaking in the attack of the man in black, but blocking all attacks.
Yang Ling's heart felt as if he had been poked a few times by a sharp knife, and his distressed cheeks continued to twist and spasm, if he didn't completely suppress this pit of time as soon as possible, Oda Yukiko would soon be exhausted by the endless black-clothed people and die of his longevity and cultivation.
Since it's irresistible, let's fight hard!
Yang Ling roared with a hideous face, and the entire dojo also ignited with raging colored flames, turning into regular chains and rising into the air, wrapping the entire puddle densely.
"From~~"
The body of the Yuanshen statue was enlarged to the size of ten kilometers, and he grabbed the chain with both hands and roared, and the entire space shook violently, and the puddle was pulled out of the thunder by the Yuanshen statue, and the fluttering plasma exploded all over the sky.
The water of time shook even more, a large amount of golden liquid rose into the air like boiling water, the overwhelming golden wave was surging, and the momentum exuded by the man in black who came out of the tide was even more fierce, every time the iron sword fell, Oda Yukiko would spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the flames of the dojo under her feet were even higher, but her face quickly aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon her head turned into white hair.
"Give me ~ah~~"
Yang Ling cried blood in his heart, and roared again in the sky, a dazzling cyan light emanated from the statue of the Yuan Shen, and cyan dragon scales began to appear on his face and hands, and pieces of dragon scales began to appear on Yang Ling's body piercing the skin and growing, and streams of pale golden blood gushed out, and soon the whole person became like a blood gourd.
As the dragon scales grew, a strange and terrifying aura emanated from Yang Ling's body, like a fierce desolate beast about to break through time and space and pounce.
"Boom~"
The small puddle with a radius of only a few hundred meters was finally completely pulled into the dojo by the Yuan Shen statue from the thunder slurry, and then the entire dojo turned into a streamer and rushed into Yang Ling's divine sea.
With a flick of Yang Ling's hand, Oda Yukiko fell softly, and was immediately protected by the Qinglong Law Xiang and was wrapped in electric light, but Yang Ling himself was swallowed by the Qinglong Law Xiang in one mouthful, and the breath of his whole body converged, and his divine consciousness sank into the Divine Sea and began to deal with the pit of time water that he forcibly dragged into the Divine Sea.
A huge cloud of golden liquid hung in the center of the dojo and shook constantly, the golden mist spread out, and the golden ripples continued to ripple, and one by one the black-clothed people walked out with iron swords in their hands and rushed towards the statue of the original god.
The branches of the spirit seed tree in the center of the dojo shook wildly, flying in the air like a giant python to block the man in black, but a large number of branches and leaves were quickly cut down and withered, and the big tree seemed to feel the danger, the huge altar that suppressed the god of death Kolatu suddenly shone brightly, Yang Ling's heart moved, and the spiritual power frantically poured into the altar, and the six regular chains on the six regular stone pillars directly penetrated the golden liquid, and with a few clicks, it seemed to lock something.
Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be overjoyed, his spiritual power poured into the altar even more rapidly, and the dense runes on the six chains rose into flames, and one by one they began to shrink, and soon a rusty iron sword was pulled out of the golden liquid by the chains.