After a loud noise, there was a brief silence.

Ye Yang's appearance is not a secret to such a powerful two sides, at this time, whether it is the beast clan's guy or the arch-backed old man of the necromantic clan, they should know Ye Yang's existence.

It's just that they didn't pay attention to Ye Yang who was hiding on the side, for this kind of weakness, in front of them, they would only be unable to bear the oppression, and their hearts and souls would be broken, and the heavy ones would die violently when the strong ones completely released their coercion, and the light ones would also be severely dizzy.

Therefore, at this time, both sides regarded Ye Yang as at least dizzy.

However, whether it is the state of mind or the soul, Ye Yang's degree is far beyond ordinary people. Everything around seemed to be still, and Ye Yang's faint snort, which was extremely restrained by it, seemed to stop somewhat.

The horror of those two guys was far beyond Ye Yang's imagination, and Ye Yang didn't dare to escape, at this time, as long as he made a slight move, the other party might instantly attack him head-on, crushing his bones and scattering ashes.

"It's strange, there is actually a Spirit Sect here. There are also fifth-order fierce beasts, which are too undeserved. Instead of being shocked, Xuan Lao's tone was very calm, which was very inconsistent with his words.

"What should I do?" Ye Yang was a little afraid, it was not that he didn't have the courage, but that the other party's level was too strong, if he intentionally killed himself, he would have no power to resist at all, just the loud sound and the ashes within a radius of tens of meters, Ye Yang felt deeply powerless.

Xuan Lao's tone was still calm: "Wait for death." ”

"Holy! Old immortal, you can't bear to see me die here? Ye Yang was helpless, Xuan Lao said that he was waiting for death, he could still be so calm, and he clearly did not echo the current situation, could it be that Xuan Lao's brain was frightened?

"What else can I do, the battle between the strong of the Spirit Sect and the fifth-order fierce beast happened to be bumped into by you, it is impossible for you to escape, lying here they also found out about you, as for whether you can survive or not, it depends on your creation. That guy is a necromancy, and you pray he wins, and maybe he can save your life. ”

If Ye Yang's white bones could show his expression, he would be able to see his current iron-blue appearance. I just wanted to find a third-order fierce beast to try my hand, but I didn't expect to encounter these two perverts, this is good, life and death, what will happen next, Ye Yang secretly worried about himself.

"Whoosh!"

The two voices flew out again, the spirit magic and the beast power were intertwined, and the brilliance bloomed, and there was a bright color everywhere. Just the Spirit Sect level, does it have such terrifying strength? Although Ye Yang was afraid, he was endlessly yearning.

In the depths of his heart, he was deeply shocked, and the strong coercive power made Ye Yang a little breathless, but for a rookie like Ye Yang, who was at the level of a mystery, it was not easy to be able to stay awake under such heavy pressure.

The two sides were engaged in a fierce battle, and Ye Yang was watching the battle quietly from the sidelines, if one side wins, the next thing will definitely be to sanction himself. It's useless to pretend to be dead, Ye Yang is a skeleton, even if he pretends to be dead and lies on the ground, Ye Yang, who is a white bone, will still become the focus and become a strange creature in the eyes of the other party.

"Damn necromancy, why did you break into my orc holy land?" The humanoid monster, which looked like a beast, finally stopped fighting and spoke.

And the old man on the opposite side was looking at each other with a cold face, and suddenly sneered: "A mere beast clan guard, you should also shout at the deity, what does the deity do, I don't need to report to you!" It's the ants hiding in the grass, I'll take care of it myself later. ”

After finishing speaking, I saw the old man carrying the ancient zhang, and once again galloped out like lightning, aiming directly at the throat of the other party. The guy called the orc guard suddenly had a crimson battle axe in his hand, and then quickly dodged to the side, and then threw it out with a backhand axe.

Seeing that the axe had already slashed into the head of the old man of the Necronomicon Clan, but unexpectedly, in the midst of the lightning and flint, the old man of the Necromantic Clan moved rapidly, and his figure not only did not retreat, but instead took a big stride and rushed towards the Beast Clan guards.

The next moment, a strange aura gathered from the hands of the old man of the necromantic clan, and the bony thin right hand suddenly slapped towards the chest of the beast guard, a seemingly weak blow, but with an extremely strong force, it was natural, the surrounding air seemed to be scattered, the air flow was rapid, and after a while, there was a loud noise, and Ye Yang clearly saw that the face of the beast guard showed an extremely painful color.

"Bang!"

The chest was subjected to a huge impact, and the beast guard was not shocked out, but it was physically exhausted, and there were obvious signs of falling, but it did not fall, and the crimson battle axe suddenly swung out a burst of fire, which approached the old man on his back.

The old man didn't expect that the beast guards, who had suffered such a big blow, still had the power to fight back, so this heavy blow happened to hit the vital part of the old man.

One misstep turns into a thousand years of hatred, I'm afraid that the old man of the Necronomicon Clan has such a mind. The consequence of underestimating the enemy is to pay a terrible price.

His physique is not strong, but it should be very weak, and he has the power of the spirit and the spirit method to support it, so he has such terrifying strength. However, this blow happened to hit him in the chest, and the powerful impact made him have to take a few steps back.

Mo is not the spiritual power to protect his body, his chest should have been cleaved a long time ago.

"Humph! Look for death! The old man of the Necronomicon Clan was furious, waved his ancient zhang, and galloped towards the Beast Clan guard, with a strong spiritual power, roaring, chanting words in his mouth, as if he was driving some kind of powerful spiritual method to destroy the surname, intending to deal a fatal blow to this Beast Clan guard!

The orc guards clearly spotted the old man's motives and responded quickly.

Not far away, by the grass under a certain tree, Ye Yang's heart trembled suddenly, what the old man of the Necro Clan said before was not talking about himself? So after the death of the orc guard, isn't it himself who suffers?

Can you sit back any longer?

Ye Yang didn't want to stay here anymore, at least he had to fight for his fate. However, when Ye Yang wanted to act, Xuan Lao stopped him by saying something: "Boy, are you looking for death?" ”

Ye Yang had no choice but to quiet down again, quietly waiting for the other party's battle, while he watched quietly from the side.

Sure enough, there was still some gap between the fifth-order fierce beast and the powerhouse of the Upper Spirit Sect level, although the gap was not too obvious, but it was enough to put it at a disadvantage, so that it was completely defeated.

Everything around is no longer clear, the picture is a little distorted, the battle between the two sides continues to heat up, the beast clan guards are already seriously injured, but they still insist on fighting, and the old man of the necromantic clan is also struggling to attack, he is also a little flustered, as a skinny old man, naturally he can't withstand the long-term full attrition, so the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it is to the old man.

The surrounding trees were cut off intermittently, and a lot of wild grass was ignited, but fortunately, the situation on Ye Yang's side was relatively better.

The whole forest seemed to be in a sea of fire, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that this was a hell on earth, if there were low-level cultivators or ordinary people here, there would definitely be no bones left.

"Bang!"

Another heavy punch smashed on the body of the orc guard, this time it was a vital part, directly hitting the opponent's head, that fist with a heavy force, the force was so strong that the leader of the orc clan instantly concussed his brain, and the beast hand holding the axe trembled suddenly, and the whole person seemed to be about to fall to the ground, swaying.

"Humph! What a waste of time! The old man of the Necronomicon scolded, scolded and raised the ancient staff in his hand, and shuttled to the beast guard's body like lightning, and the ancient staff was like a sharp sword, fiercely piercing the left atrium of the beast guard.

In an instant, the orc guard's eyes widened, and the intense pain hit him, causing his entire nerves to tense. The old man of the Necronomicon Clan had a strong look of smugness on his face, thinking that he had solved the other party in this way.

However, in the next moment, the orc guard swung the crimson battle axe again, and the strong force quickly gathered between the giant axes, and the surrounding air began to tremble, and the branches and leaves of the surviving ancient trees began to make a continuous rattling sound.

"I forgot to tell you that I have two hearts!"

The orc guard spoke calmly, and then, with a powerful battle axe, it suddenly fell into the sky and slashed straight at the old man's shoulder.

"Click~"

The shield of the spiritual power broke instantly, and immediately after, the powerful force carried by the giant axe kept forcing the old man's body.

"Huh~"

The sharp axe, in a short period of time, directly broke through the opponent's body and slashed the right arm of the old man of the necromantic clan.

"Ahh ~~~”

A long miserable howl came out of the mouth of the old man of the Necromantic Clan, hearing this, Ye Yang's face changed slightly, the battle between the masters, it turned out that it was not all about fighting strength, and a large part of it was fighting intelligence, fighting requires wisdom, if you are too light on the enemy, you will still suffer in the end.

"Puff~"

Picking up the ancient staff on the ground with one hand, the necromantic elder stabbed at the orc guard with his left hand at lightning speed.

Since the other party has two hearts, this time, it is finally the right stab.

The Necronomicon Elder smiled with difficulty, the arm on the ground was his biggest lesson in underestimating the enemy, and in the face of the slow fall of the Orc Guard, the Necronomicon Elder was still the winner in the end, but this victory didn't seem to have much meaning anymore.

Losing his right arm is also a cruel thing for the Necromancy.

The Necromantic Patriarch didn't seem to be interested in the body of the orc guard at all, instead kept staring at the right arm on the ground, walked over quickly, and picked up his right arm, with an extremely unnatural expression on his face: "It seems that it will cost a lot of money again." ”

This sentence made Ye Yang feel extremely frightened in an instant, could the right arm with the severed shoulder be stitched up for a lot of money? However, Ye Yang never thought that his skeleton and white bones wanted to reforge his flesh and blood, wouldn't it be even more fantastical.