Yakumo Zi held the Yuyuko of the Xixing Temple in his arms, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes when he looked at the Xixing Demon.

"What the hell happened to this Westward Demon?" Yakumo Zi always felt that after Ling Yun appeared, the Westward Demon seemed to have become more violent.

"I guess it was the last time I left a wound on it, so after seeing me this time, I can't help but get angry!" Ling Yun said. "Moreover, the Westward Demon has become what it is now, maybe it has something to do with me."

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Yakumo squinted, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ling Yun was suspended in mid-air, and his divine sense reached out, carefully probing the current state of the Westbound Demon. He still remembered that the last time he fought with the Westward Demon, the Westward Demon's consciousness was still almost zero, and it could be said that he acted on his own instinct. But the current Westward Demon actually has a certain consciousness, and he still wants to snatch the body of Yuyuko of the Westward Temple, which is worthy of his vigilance.

"In this consciousness, there is a trace of the shadow of the will of the underworld!" Ling Yun felt a hint of familiarity from the consciousness of the Westbound Demon. "Could it be that the will of the underworld wants to do something, to cultivate a surrogate?"

The Westward Demon didn't care what Ling Yun was thinking, its thin consciousness told it that the person in front of it was its worst enemy, and it had to kill him!

The terrifying death qi formed a dark cloud, which shrouded in the direction of Lingyun, and along with it, there were countless dead spirits and sharp branches.

"Lingyun, can you handle it?" Yakumo asked.

"Don't worry about me, I'm just a westward demon, I can still handle it, the most important thing now is Yuyuko's physical condition!" Ling Yun put his hands together, and three pairs of huge light wings spread out behind him.

"I know, you have to be careful, I'll help you when Yuyuko's condition is stable." Yakumo Zi said to Ling Yun, and then took the Yuyuko of the Xixing Temple into the gap.

"The Light of the Pure World!" Seeing Yakumo Zi leaving, the energy on the light wings behind Ling Yun was all released, and the dazzling light shot directly at the Westbound Demon.

Under the powerful light of the pure world, whether it was a dead spirit or a tree branch, they all turned into ashes and disappeared, and the dead qi was dispersed in the first place. Then, the light of the pure world turned around and shone in the direction of the soul and the demon. The dead spirits surrounding the soul demon jealous instantly collapsed. The twin swords in the hands of the soul demon sword slashed, smashing the branches that attacked him, and quickly exited the encirclement.

"I don't need your help here, let's go and see how the situation is on Yuyuko's side!"

"Yes!" The soul demon retracted the knife and returned it to its sheath, bowed to Ling Yun, and then rushed towards the interior of the courtyard.

"Red Lotus Karma Fire!" Ling Yun's hands swirled with crimson flames, slashing heavily at the ground.

The ground exploded in an instant, and endless flames spread across the ground, enveloping the Westbound Demon in an instant. The two realms are superimposed, creating a scorching world. The Westward Demon who had been swept into the dual realm by Lingyun hissed uneasily, and it could feel that it had many limitations in this world.

"If you have the support of the power of the underworld, it will be a real problem for me. But here it is, it's my world! The aura on Ling Yun's body continued to rise, and crimson flames and golden light enveloped his entire body.

The branches of the Westwalker danced wildly, and death continued to spread from its body, trying to erode the world. Ling Yun pointed at the sky with one hand, and the flames and light intertwined in his hand, slowly turning into a giant sword.

The westward demon became even more restless, and majestic dead air poured out of its trunk and wrapped around its branches. Immediately, countless branches intertwined, weaving a huge wooden spear in front of the Westward Demon. When the power on the wooden spear had accumulated to its peak, it suddenly turned into a gray streamer and blasted towards Lingyun.

Ling Yun's pupils shrank, and he grasped the giant sword with both hands, and slashed at the oncoming wooden spear. A violent roar resounded throughout the entire domain space, and powerful qi waves spread wildly towards the surroundings. The giant sword in Ling Yun's hand almost collapsed, but it still cut into the wooden spear little by little.

"me—"

With Ling Yun's roar, a strong light suddenly erupted from the giant sword, and the wooden spear was forcibly sliced through it.

After cutting open the wooden spear, Ling Yun's figure flickered, passed through the protective net formed by the branches of the Westbound Demon, and appeared in front of the trunk of the Westbound Demon. A terrifying death aura erupted from the trunk of the Westbound Demon, forming a huge ghost head that bit towards Ling Yun.

The light wings behind Ling Yun released countless rays of light, stabbing the ghost's head into a sieve like a sharp blade. Then, Ling Yun's giant sword slashed heavily at the trunk of the Westbound Demon.

With a tooth-aching creak, the layer of armor condensed by death on the trunk of the Westbound Demon shattered instantly. The blade turned into flames and landed directly on the Westbound Demon, causing the Westbound Demon to let out a terrible roar. Countless dead gases and flames intertwined, unfolding a tug-of-war on the trunk of the tree.

Looking at the flames spreading above the tree trunk, Ling Yun closed his eyes and opened the talisman shield with all his strength to resist the attack of the Westbound Demon. At the same time, his divine consciousness penetrated directly into the trunk of the Westbound Demon and began to explore the location of that consciousness.

The messy branches kept bombarding Ling Yun's talisman air shield, causing Ling Yun's body to shake slightly, and cracks appeared on the talisman air cover.

"Found it." Ling Yun's eyes suddenly opened, and his sea of divine consciousness suddenly roared, and a small silver sword slowly emerged from the sea of divine sense.

"Silver Emperor Killing Sword!"

The small silver sword shot out from the center of Ling Yun's eyebrows, piercing into the Westbound Demon's body, and finally hit the weak consciousness with precision. How could that weak consciousness be able to withstand the blow of Ling Yun's condensed divine consciousness, under the strangulation of the Silver Emperor's killing sword, that group of consciousness was instantly dispersed.

A terrible wail suddenly came out of the Westbound Demon's body, and Ling Yun's figure flashed, and he quickly retreated. Countless branches of the tree blasted towards Ling Yun's direction with a huge amount of dead air, which was the full counterattack of the Westward Demon's consciousness before it was destroyed.

The Westbound Demon's attack pierced Ling Yun's protective air shield, and Ling Yun stretched out his hand to block it, and the whole person was blasted out like a cannonball. Ling Yun, who fell heavily on the ground, had a huge force on his body that made him step out of a big hole in the ground.

Looking at the Westbound Demon who had finally fallen silent after a random attack, Ling Yun couldn't help but fall silent. Although he scattered the consciousness of the Westbound Demon just now, he was not able to completely destroy it, and an unknown force protected the remaining consciousness of the Westbound Demon.

"Will of the Underworld, what do you want to do?" Looking at the completely silent Westward Demon, Ling Yun lifted the dual realm, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.