The magnificent aura of the king whale is even stronger than that of the heavenly sea python.

If you want to measure it by cultivation, it is already close to the eighth layer of the Heavenly Order, and ordinary demon lords are afraid that they will be helpless against it.

Spirit animals are different from humans and almost all have their own characteristics. The king whale in front of him is obviously good at defense.

To block the Emperor Whale, unless several demon lords join forces or the demon lord of the eighth layer of the heavenly rank makes a move. Ye Lingyu gritted his teeth and was about to let the undead soldiers go.

Someone next to him took the initiative to ask: "Ye Shaoxia, please hand over that spirit beast to us!"

Ye Lingyu looked back, it was several elders of the Ying Long clan.

The four elders of the Ying Dragon Clan, one Heavenly Rank Eight Layers, three Heavenly Rank Seven Layers. But at the moment, they are all carrying a lot of injuries.

When they were in the Heavenly Realm, it was the four of them who worked together to contain the main god, and now this injury alone does not know how long it will take to recover.

"Four seniors...... You ......"

"Ye Shaoxia doesn't need to say more, the war is now open, and we have no shirk. ”

As he spoke, the four of them actually joined forces, and they all conjured up Ying Long's huge body and pounced towards the emperor whale.

On their huge bodies, blood was dripping in many places, and the scales were flipping. Large tracts of dragon blood were spilled from the sky, and their injuries were actually not suitable for fighting again. However, once you join the battlefield, the momentum of the fight becomes extremely fierce.

Ye Lingyu looked at it and felt a chill in his heart, if this kind of battle continued like this, it was really unimaginable who would win and who would lose.

As long as the gates of the heavenly realm are not closed, they will be at a disadvantage for a long time.

If it really reached the point of last resort, Ye Lingyu would rather let them all withdraw to the Demon Realm than allow them to be lost here.

The battle was almost evenly matched on the battlefield, and Mo Luo had now retrieved his cultivation from the Heavenly Treasure Wheel and entangled the two of them with his own strength.

His opponent is a Heavenly Rank Eighth Layer and a Heaven Rank Seventh Layer, the Seventh Layer of the Heavenly Rank is a woman, and the eighth Layer of the Heavenly Rank is a middle-aged man with a short beard.

"If you're not mistaken, you're a phantom one. Mo Luo carried the blood coffin on his back, and blasted back the woman on the seventh layer of the Heavenly Ladder with one palm, and then attacked the man in front of him with a fierce attack.

"Mo Luo's predecessors are also the older generation, and Yi Yi admires his predecessors very much!" The man parried and performed a fantastic step under his feet to dodge Mo Luo's attack.

"You look up to me? Didn't you admire Ying Tianyu in the past? When did you come to admire me? Oh, by the way, Ying Tianyu fell after you plotted against you, and you have no one to admire. I don't know if Ying Tianyu will let you go if she escaped death this time. "Mo Luo's old body was no slower than Phantom Yiyi, and he chased after him in a few steps. Pushing with both palms, the offensive continues, and one palm is stronger than the other.

Huanyi's face changed slightly, Ying Tianyu fell back then, and he couldn't get rid of it. Mo Luo's words should have touched something in his heart. A little weirdly swept the battlefield on God's side with his afterglow: "Senior Moro, I have something to discuss with you. ”

"What's the matter?" Moro slowed slightly.

"We don't want to see who wins or loses in this battle, why don't you and I stop for the time being?" Phantom Yiyi withdrew from the range of Moro's attack, one hand behind his back.

Mo Luo didn't pursue, he bent his back and patted the blood coffin on his back: "Do you want to fight with me?"

"Not really, I guess here, there is no possibility of reconciliation. But I don't want to hurt the harmony, so I will leave the victory or defeat to others, and the two of us will wait and watch for the time being, anyway, you and I have the same cultivation, and you can't take me. ”

Phantom Yiyi's eyelids twitched slightly as he spoke. It was at that moment that a sharp sword pierced through Moro's chest from behind.

Mo Luo's face changed suddenly, and the person holding the sword behind his back was the woman from the seventh layer of the Heavenly Rank who had just been forced back by him.

The woman should be good at concealment, and she has just gathered her breath, and she can actually hide from Moluo's perception.

The long sword pierced through the chest, although this would not kill a demon lord, it was definitely not a minor injury.

As soon as Phantom Yi saw the woman's hand, he changed his previous tameness, stepped forward quickly, and slammed his palm.

"You kid is plotting against me!" Morowa opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Don't get tired of cheating, you should die for yourself!Lingyun, do it!" shouted as Phantom Yi slapped his palm.

The woman in the back raised her sword, looking at the posture, as if she was going to cut Mo Luo into two swords.

Just as they both attacked, Mora's face suddenly turned into a smile in pain, and his body suddenly turned into a pool of blood, slipping from the sword. The blood condensed into a palm and slammed into Phantom Yiyi's chest.

Phantom Yi couldn't clean it up, and the strength of this palm was full.

"Oyi!" the woman shouted.

In the blood water, he stretched out his other hand, grabbed the woman's wrist, and folded it fiercely, and the woman's long sword fell in response.

Moro re-conjured on the other side, and Xiao Yingying threw the sword he had snatched behind him.

"Old puppet, you are cheating!" Phantom Yi roared, clutching his chest.

How could he not see that he had fallen for this old guy's plan, and the sword just now did not hurt him at all.

"Who said that soldiers are not tired of deceit? If you want to blame you for being young and ignorant, you look down on my blood demon clan, how can a mere blade hurt a single hair of my hair? You can calculate Ying Tianyu, that is her trust in you, but the old man can't talk about half trust in you. Moro grinned.

Phantom Yi flashed ruthlessness in his eyes, and pounced forward again.

Outside the battlefield, Ye Lingyu let out a long sigh of relief.

When he saw Mo Luo being pierced through his chest by a long sword, he also sweated, but fortunately it was a false alarm. Mo Luo is a veteran, except for Cangdu, he is the oldest, and I don't know how many years he has lived. With his qualifications and means, he is naturally not so easily injured.

Ye Lingyu's gaze at Phantom Yiyi slowly became sharp, that was the person who had plotted against Ying Tianyu. In the sealed underground, he had heard about Phantom Yiyi.

He is in the line of Phantom Heaven, but because of his loyalty, he is valued by Ying Tianyu and is commensurate with his brother and sister. As a result, he knew the face but did not know the heart, and was secretly poisoned by him. Ying Tianyu, who was poisoned, was defeated by the four gods and finally fell into the hands of the four gods. The body is destroyed, and the soul is imprisoned in the Sealed Land.

The entire Yinglong clan fell into the fate of being sealed, and it was inseparable from this man.

Ye Lingyu pursed his lips, wondering if he should cooperate with Mo Luo to kill that guy first. To deal with this kind of person, you don't need to use any righteous and bright means, maybe you can give him some yin.

"What the hell are you trying to do again?" Youlan could see at a glance that Ye Lingyu was tired of it.

"Nothing. Ye Lingyu shook his head. Sure enough, it's still not good, in terms of conspiracy and trickery, I'm really not good at it. Wait a minute, maybe you can ask Anna about the master of trickery.

Just as he was pondering, several Protoss rushed towards him.

The battlefield was chaotic, and Ye Lingyu couldn't take care of every corner, and it wasn't until they pounced in front of him that Ye Lingyu reacted.

hurriedly commanded the undead soldiers to stop a few people, but there were still a few fish that slipped through the net, and there were even people at the priest level.

Youlan and they are still behind them, how can Ye Lingyu retreat. Even if the body has run out of oil, it can only be thrown out.

The flames swung out fiercely, the sword flew out, and several priests hurriedly dodged.

Ye Lingyu endured the pain like tearing his body, and was about to pursue when a Heavenly Rank third-layer god general suddenly appeared behind him.

Not to target him, but to Youlan Zixing and others.

Xiao Wanjin's subordinates rushed out a few heavenly steps, but the god general just waved his hand and knocked people back.

Ye Lingyu's eyes were red, he knew that something was wrong, and he wanted to help, but there was a priest in front of him at such a time.

In the face of the god general, how could Youlan and the others be opponents.

Seeing that the god pressed down with a palm, Youlan raised his sword to block, and Zixing also took a sword to ......

At this critical moment, Ye Lingyu had already planned to use a secret technique to rush to help. The golden robe suddenly shook in front of the god general, and I don't know who it was, and a palm slammed into the god general's abdomen.

The energy passed through the body, bringing up a cloud of blood mist. The god shot his body out, and he rolled his eyes in the air.

The sudden reinforcements undoubtedly saved the lives of Youlan and Zixing.

Ye Lingyu forced back the priest in front of him with a sword, looked up, and saw a long flowing hair and a delicate face.

He recognized only one of those who were clothed in robes and had this face.

"Ye Xiaoyou, it's been a long time. The other man closed his eyes, folded his hands and bowed.

A baker's dozen!

Ye Lingyu was overjoyed. At such a time, you will actually meet the thirteenth Buddha.

This guy actually came to the Middle Domain, since the last time they dispersed in the void, they haven't seen each other again, and they have been separated for more than ten years.

"Master!" Ye Lingyu exclaimed in surprise.

"Haha, I dare not take the name of the master seriously. Thirteen smiled and nodded.

Youlan and Zixing glanced at each other, saluted and thanked each other: "Presumably this is the Thirteenth Master, I often hear my husband mention you." Just thanked the master for saving me. ”

"You don't need to be polite. Thirteen hurriedly asked them to get up.

Ye Lingyu flew back, and several of the attacking Protoss were all repelled by the undead soldiers.

"Why did the master come here?" Ye Lingyu asked.

"The little monk originally traveled all over the world, and a month ago, he heard that there were demons infesting the Middle Domain, so he came to take a look. I've been staying near the Midlands these days, and I happened to encounter this big war. Thirteen said, his face facing off into the distance.

The direction he was facing was where the aftermath of the battle was most intense. At this distance, it was almost impossible to see people with the naked eye, but Ye Lingyu knew who he was looking at.

In that direction, it was the battlefield where God was fighting, and the Dragon Emperor was among them.

There was no anger on Thirteen's face, but that didn't mean he didn't have anger in his heart. If it weren't for the turmoil in his heart, he wouldn't have appeared here.

After a moment, he turned his head again: "My business made Ye Shaoxia laugh." In fact, it is no secret that Ye Shaoxia went to the Heavenly Realm, and you have already been witnessed when you go to the Tower of Babel. This month, I'm not the only one who pays attention to Zhongyu. Presumably, the people who should have come should have arrived. ”

Ye Lingyu wondered in his heart, what did this mean, could it be that someone else would come?

The war between gods and demons, the Central Region has been in chaos, who else will come to this troubled water?

Buddha Thirteen unswervingly pointed in another direction, Ye Lingyu sensed the past, and there were really a large number of people flying in, and many of them could sense the breath of many heavenly steps.

Just moments later, a large group of men appeared on the edge of the battlefield.