In the midst of the black dragon's heavy coiling, Yun He suddenly turned his head and glared at Meng Feixiong, his aqua blue eyes flickering like faint fireworks.

Yun He's eyes stared at Meng Feixiong for a while, and he suddenly seemed to be frozen by some invisible force.

Because of the unstable space, his black crystal ball cannot be used!

"Ninefold Temple, take it for me!" Yun He said silently.

Meng Feixiong felt that the scene in front of him had undergone a void distortion, and the space where his form and god were located were extremely unstable, as if they were about to shift at any time.

Since Yunhe's strength was raised to the Ninefold Heavenly God, the intake range of the Ninefold Divine Temple had expanded to fifty zhang, and Meng Feixiong's position at the moment was within this range!

Of course, Yunhe knew that Meng Feixiong wanted to capture himself alive, this challenge was just a trap, so he planned everything, firstly, he really needed to delay time to save people, and secondly, he took this opportunity to get close to Meng Feixiong, as long as Meng Feixiong was put into the Ninefold Divine Temple, everything would be solved!

Meng Feixiong only knew that he was scared now, and yelled in panic: "Yunhe, what kind of demon art are you using?"

Meng Feixiong's voice suddenly stopped, and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of everyone!

In the next moment, Meng Feixiong had already appeared in the Ninefold Divine Temple!

After a lot of hardships, he finally managed to put Meng Feixiong into the Ninefold Temple.

This time, Yunhe learned to be smart, so he wouldn't put Meng Feixiong in the world where people live on Eight Immortal Island, if he couldn't shock him, there would be a lot of life.

Yunhe imprisoned him in the four heavens where time and space were distorted. In the four heavens, except for the darkness, there is an endless power of time and space.

Yun He's figure also followed into the Ninefold Divine Temple and confronted Meng Feixiong face to face.

At the same time that Meng Feixiong was brought in and out, those black mist and black dragons were also brought in.

After Meng Feixiong was suddenly pulled into a strange pitch-black space, he found that his divine power was rapidly disappearing, and it was obvious that this space was shocking him with some kind of mysterious power.

"Yunhe, what kind of place is this?" Meng Feixiong asked uneasily as he used his greatest strength to urge the black crystal ball to resist the erosion of the space.

How could Yunhe tell him his secret, concentrate his mind to shock him, as for what kind of place this is, let him guess for himself!

Look at the power of the black crystal ball, at least it is a realm king artifact.

Although the Ninefold Divine Temple is a holy weapon, it is limited by the realm of Yunhe, and at present, it can only exert the power of the realm king artifact at most.

In this way, the power of the two magic weapons is unexpectedly comparable!

Since Meng Feixiong's true realm is higher than Yunhe's, in the battle, the higher realm will prevail. He was able to withstand the shock of the power of time and space, and some of the lost divine power recovered after a short buffer.

"Boom!" a black dragon roared towards Yunhe with a devastating aura, as if it wanted to tear Yunhe apart in one bite.

Yun He's heart was awe-struck, and he was enveloped by a terrifying aura of death.

This is the first time that someone can resist the shock of the Ninefold Temple in a state of full strength.

"Purple Lotus!" Yun He summoned the Purple Lotus and turned it into a lotus flower and held it in the palm of his hand.

The purple light of the Purple Lotus Divine lit up this space.

Those roaring black dragons were afraid of this purple light, and they could not move forward if they hovered within three zhang of the cloud river. The purple lotus formed an invisible shield to keep the black dragon out.

One purple and one black, the two forces of good and evil competed violently, and they were even up and down for a while.

Yun He was secretly surprised in his heart, in his expectation, once Meng Feixiong was pulled into this space, he would be shocked by himself and unable to move, just like when he captured Zhong Limo and Huang Ze.

It seemed that he had underestimated Meng Feixiong's strength and the power of that black crystal ball.

At the beginning, Huang Ze was just a one-fold god, and Meng Feixiong was a four-fold god.

What Huang Ze had in his hand was only a triple heavenly artifact, while Meng Feixiong's hand was a realm king artifact that was more advanced than all the heavenly artifacts, and there was naturally a world of difference between the two.

As time passed, a bean-sized cold sweat appeared on Yunhe's forehead, and he felt more and more labored.

He had an ominous premonition, if he couldn't defeat Meng Feixiong, then the Nine Fold Temple would be eaten by the black crystal ball!

It's like the principle of a greedy snake swallowing an elephant, if the snake can't digest the food in its belly, then its belly will be torn.

"Yunhe, admit defeat! You're not my opponent!" Meng Feixiong recovered from his panicked state when he first arrived in this space.

While the black mist generated by the black crystal ball continued to spread in this space, it also quietly probed this space for him, and he found that he was actually in a treasure space, and it was a treasure space as big as a small world!

Did Yun He also get this treasure from the statue space?

Meng Feixiong laughed again.

Yunhe, Yunhe, I have been looking for you for a few days without results, but you ran out by yourself, and you also gave such a high-level magic weapon, how can I thank you?

In his heart, Meng Feixiong already regarded everything that Yunhe had as his own bag.

"Die!" Meng Fei Xiong's red eyes had two ghost fires burning in the ghost, and he used ten percent of his strength to control the black dragon to launch the final blow towards Yunhe!

It turned out that the cunning Meng Feixiong had only used eighty percent of his strength just now, and Yun He had already used all his strength to tie with Meng Fei Xiong, and after a long time, he gradually fell behind, and now Meng Fei Xiong suddenly increased his strength to attack, Yun He was caught off guard, and the purple lotus shield was actually smashed by the black dragon.

Without a shield, the black dragon transformed by the black mist frantically annihilated towards the cloud river.

Yun He didn't have time to dodge, and the claws of a black dragon scratched, almost from his left shoulder to his right ribs, leaving a long scar, followed by a sharp pain that eroded souls and broken bones, and blood flowed.

The black mist began to erode from the wound, and the surrounding skin began to darken rapidly. Ruoyunhe is just an ordinary monk, who has been puppeted by the black mist at this moment and has become a living puppet.

Fortunately, the purple lotus in his hand glowed with a round of purple light, instantly dispelling most of the black mist that had invaded his soul and body.

However, the wound caught by the black dragon healed very slowly, and even under the infusion of the purple lotus's aura, it had little effect on stopping the bleeding.

The remaining black mist, though not enough to disgrace his body, was like a terrible poison, preventing the blood from clotting from his wounds, making him bleed incessantly.

This claw can be said to be not lightly injured.

After hanging the color on the body, Yunhe's movements were not as agile and neat as just now, seeing that one after another black dragons were rushing to kill the past, Yunhe dodged left and right, and was in danger, and after a while, he received another claw on his back, and the front and back were hung with colors, as if the whole person was bathed in his own blood.

Yunhe gasped for breath, his body became heavier and heavier, and he became more and more tired, but he did not give up, his eyes were like cold stars in the sky, reflecting a spirit of perseverance, bravery, and never admitting defeat.

Meng Feixiong sighed with a smile: "Yunhe, I didn't expect you to be so calm and calm when you were cornered, and you were still trying to think of a countermeasure to defeat me? ”

This time, Meng Feixiong was not sneering, he praised Yunhe from the bottom of his heart.

"It's not a good habit to appreciate the enemy. Yun He sneered, obviously it was very difficult to dodge, and even every time he moved, the blood on his body would fall like rain, but there was still no trace of cowardice in his eyes.

He can't lose!

If the Nine-Fold Temple is eaten by the Black Crystal Ball, then all living beings living in this space will suffer.

"I'll see how long you can last!" Meng Feixiong laughed wildly and commanded dozens of black dragons to attack Yun He, who was beaten all over his body by these black dragons.

"Poof......" Yunhe spat out a mouthful of blood. These scars not only hurt in the shell, but also penetrated deep into the soul, and each claw of the black dragon seemed to grasp his soul with severe pain, and his body was almost unable to stabilize its balance.

Seeing that the time had come, Meng Feixiong summoned a tenfold black dragon to launch a final attack on Yunhe.

Yun He's heart was cold, and he watched the black dragon turned by the black mist annihilating towards him, and he had no time to dodge, just here, he sensed a familiar aura fluctuation coming from Meng Feixiong's body.

Pendant!

Yun He felt it with the help of the pendant, and found that these aura fluctuations were emanating from Meng Feixiong's body, and he fixed his eyes to take a look! His eyes penetrated Meng Feixiong's clothes and flesh, and saw countless clusters of purple light like stars in his body.

The aura emitted by these rays is exactly the same as that of the Purple Lotus!

Oh my God, aren't these purple spirit beads that you have refined?

The purple spirit bead is made by beating the aura of the purple lotus into the amethyst, and then constructing a formation to refine it, and the purple lotus aura stored in the amethyst can be released in an instant at the moment of activation.

Now that the purple spirit bead has lost its original form, the amethyst as the carrier and the formation that constructs the form have been disintegrated, melting to the point that only the most primitive purple aura remains.

And the purple aura has already begun to thin out. It looks as if it's been eaten, half digested and absorbed.

Count carefully, there are nearly two thousand groups of such purple aura, two thousand groups, that is, two thousand purple spirit beads.

Why did Meng Feixiong have so many purple spirit beads in his stomach?

Now Yunhe didn't have time to guess, and the corners of his mouth raised.

The purple spirit bead in Meng Feixiong's stomach was his chance to turn defeat into victory!

These purple spirit beads were all refined by him, even if they had melted into a gaseous state, they had a sense with him.

He locked the two thousand purple spirit beads at the same time with his heart, and then his slender lotus fingers quickly waved his handprint, reciting the formation mantra in his mouth, and he was quickly building the formation.

The purple lotus emitted a dazzling purple light again, and the purple spirit bead and the purple lotus should be combined inside and out, and the guiding power of the Yunhe River quickly formed an enchantment, positioning Meng Feixiong in it.

It was only a moment's effort, and the claws of those black dragons were only half a foot away from Yunhe.

Yun He urgently spat out the word "Ding" in his mouth, Meng Feixiong's soul was instantly locked, the black crystal beads suddenly dimmed, and the black dragon circling in the sky disappeared like a blue smoke after the rain.

Meng Feixiong suddenly found that he was stunned, he didn't move, and at the same time he lost his divine power, his face was like ashes, and he roared unwillingly: "Yunhe, what have you done to me?"