Chapter 1929: The Drought Goddess

Fei Lian raised his hand and threw out an object.

"Bang~"

A radiant arrow exploded in the void, and suddenly the time and space within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles were shattered, and a huge battle word was condensed.

"Woo~~~"

A low horn sounded from all directions, and outside the dense giant beasts, one after another banners were unfurled, and one by one the tall evil spirits waved all kinds of broken magic weapons and began to besiege the giant beasts like a tide.

"Don't stop, keep rushing!" Fei Lian threw several holy weapons around, directly detonating them with the power of order.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

The terrifying energy exploded like hydrogen bombs in the chaotic battlefield, instantly sweeping countless time and space, and a large number of giant beasts and nether gods would be completely annihilated into cyan light mist under the impact of energy, and many of them were also wiped out.

"Click~"

Suddenly, there was a sound of heaven and earth cracking.

An irresistible aura of terror instantly filled the entire Sealed Land.

The spirits, behemoths, and nether gods who had no thoughts and only knew how to kill suddenly stopped and looked up at a certain place together.

In the overlapping time and space, a void crack that stretched for an unknown length appeared, and in the crack, a beautiful cyan figure walked out lightly.

"Drought Fish!" Fei Lian spat out two words with a dry mouth, and the few holy weapons that he was holding in his hand that were about to be detonated also fell.

Under the dry gaze of Yang Ling and others, a woman wearing a cyan long skirt and a beautiful figure came, like Ling Bo stepping on layers of dark ripples falling in front of several people.

With long black hair, a beautiful face, snow-white skin, a calm face, a long skirt mopping the floor, and a layer of water waves covering the whole body.

It was as if she had come from outside of time.

And everyone is not in the same world.

This kind of smell Yang Ling had once seen on the body of the awakened Night Charm Princess.

She has been tainted by fate and changed.

She no longer belongs to this world, and has escaped from the order.

"Fei Lian, you have been hiding for so long, why did you suddenly appear?" The woman in Tsing Yi looked at Fei Lian coldly.

"It's time, it's time to open the seal!" Fei Lian said with an ugly face.

"So the battle of fate has reached the final moment?" the woman in Tsing Yi frowned slightly.

"Maybe, the Blue Dragon Saint Monarch has arranged for the arrival of the heir, and my mission is to open the seal and open the ultimate inheritance, I hope you don't stop me!" Fei Lian said.

"Impossible! You can't open the seal now!" the woman in Tsing Yi shook her head slightly. Back then, my father used the power of fate to seal Wuji, and he also knew that this seal would be refined and broken by Wuji sooner or later, now I just need to wait quietly for Wuji to come out by himself, and this battle of fate will end, so no one can open the seal, this is not a battle between you and me, it is a battle between the Holy Venerable, a battle of Taoism, and a battle of life and death, if you want to open the seal, then I can only kill you now, don't doubt it, I can kill you once, I can kill you twice, and this time, the Holy Venerable can't save you!"

"You ......" Fei Lian exuded a momentum, but it faded in an instant.

In the face of this woman, he did not have the slightest certainty of victory.

"You are the descendant of the Green Dragon?" The woman in Tsing Yi turned her head to look at Yang Ling, and her beautiful eyes couldn't show any emotion.

"That's right, the task given to me by the Holy Venerable is to come here to open the seal!" Yang Ling nodded.

If he hadn't insisted on suppressing Wuji back then, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would not have collapsed, he always thought that he could make decisions on behalf of hundreds of millions of living beings, but he didn't know that he couldn't control his own fate, and now he had to deal with Wuji with the pretense of others. The woman in Tsing Yi raised her eyes and looked at the void as if talking to herself, and then withdrew her gaze and fell on Yang Ling.

"This is not a battle that you can participate in, go back, when Wuji wakes up completely, all this will be over, there will be no more nine heavens and ten earths, no more Kyushu, no more grievances, no more order, everything will start again!"

Yang Ling shook his head, "I can't go back!" If I can't complete the task, my family, my relatives, my friends, and my people will all die, and your father will use their lives to force me to complete this task, if you don't have a way to solve this problem, then no one can stop me!"

As Yang Ling spoke, the cyan dragon scales on his body appeared densely, turning into a pair of bronze armor in an instant, turning his hand and pulling out the dragon spear behind his back and pointing at the woman in green clothes.

This beautiful woman is the most bizarre corpse king in ancient legends, and her strength may be second only to that of the Holy Monarch, and after countless years, she may even have reached the strength of the Holy Monarch.

"Since you refuse to give up, then die! No one can stop Wuji's resurrection!" the woman in Tsing Yi pointed forward gently.

"Boom~"

A pitch-black light exploded in Yang Ling's Divine Sea, Yang Ling felt that he was completely plunged into endless darkness, he couldn't see half a trace of light, his divine soul was completely out of control, his divine consciousness was completely annihilated, and his eyes were as if he was blind.

"Poof~" Yang Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered back for dozens of kilometers, until he heard a bell sound in his mind like a bell coming from outside time and space, and slowly saw the light in front of him.

"The strength is not bad, you can even resist my Nether Finger, but you still have to die!" the woman in Tsing Yi was slightly stunned for a moment, and then pointed out again.

But Yang Ling had already prepared this time, and the Chaos Purple Golden Bell was suspended from the top of his head, turning into a hundred meters in size and enveloping his body.

"Boom~" A stream of black light crashed into the Chaos Purple Gold Bell.

"When~~" The Chaos Purple Gold Bell shook wildly, and the eight rule inscriptions on the surface rotated wildly.

"Poof~" Yang Ling spurted blood again and retreated.

This finger of Chaos Purple Gold Bell was not completely blocked, and there was still a cloud of black light exploding in the Divine Sea, but the power was much smaller than the first time.

However, Yang Ling still didn't resist, he couldn't resist the strange attack of the woman in Tsing Yi at all.

But this time, he found that these black lights could be swallowed up by the bronze giant wheel on the Heavenly Dao Eight Extremes Array, so the black light in the Divine Sea came and went quickly, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Where did you get this bell?" the woman in Tsing Yi stared at the Chaos Purple Gold Bell, her calm face showing an unusually surprised look.

"This is an innate being born in the consciousness of the Infinite Saint Venerable. Yang Ling replied wiping the blood from his mouth.

"Give it to me!" The woman in Tsing Yi raised her hand and grabbed the Chaos Purple Gold Bell.

"Fei Lian, take them to the altar, I'll block her first!" Yang Ling strode forward, wielding the dragon spear in his hand and killing the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Let's go~" Fei Lian didn't seem to want to stay here for a long time, and when he raised his hand and grabbed it, the void suddenly annihilated a passage, and everyone disappeared into the passage with a roll of big sleeves.