Mo Yeqing attacked frantically, regardless of whether he was the enemy or me, he clenched his fists and bombarded the immortal power everywhere, Ling Yan looked at it coldly from the side, his hands and feet were cold.

Even if you die, you won't get rest?

Ling Yan's heart sank, and a wave of anger floated in his mind.

Who is that blurred figure?? No! No matter who he is, I, Ling Yan, will never let him go!!

With everyone's desperate resistance, the Yang God tribe has almost evacuated, but the number of the Yang God tribe has also dropped sharply to 50,000, and those who died are all masters among the Yang God tribes.

Wang Dafei was still standing not far from Ling Yan's side, vigilant against the Divine General and Mo Yeqing.

"Da Fei, hurry up and go!!" At this time, Hong Yan flew over and yelled at Wang Dafei.

"You go with him first!! I'll wait for Brother Wang! Wang Dafei also replied.

"Let's go?? Wang Dafei, what do you mean by this? Hong Yan's face changed, and he shouted fiercely.

"I told you to go first!! I'll be late, that's what it means!! Wang Dafei roared.

However, before his words could continue, several sounds of blood gushing suddenly sounded.

Ling Yan looked at it deeply, and the body of the Yan Man King had already begun to crack.

His natal power couldn't last long, especially when fighting with the two Immortal Emperors at the same time, the natal power volatilized more rapidly.

"Don't hesitate any longer!!"

Ling Yan's eyes were like torches, and he stared at Mo Yeqing tightly for a while, then turned around and rushed towards Wang Dafei and Hong Yan.

"Big brother!!"

Wang Dafei roared.

It's just that his voice, the Yanren King can't hear it anymore!!

His body was like a building of an inverted tower, arms, flesh, and skull, gradually peeling off, his physical defense gradually regressed, and he turned into a mortal body again, and the aura of the two giants in front of him was enough to tear his body.

A quasi-immortal emperor fell like this, and after Ling Yan grabbed Wang Dafei and Hong Yan and escaped into the crack...

"Remember my words, after I die, all of you, obey the orders of the White Demon, he.... It's me..."

In the dark cracks, the ears of Hong Yan and Wang Dafei seemed to be ringing the words of the Yan King.

They clenched their fists, tears streaming down their eyes, anger completely eroding their thoughts.

Ling Yan urged the immortal power to resist the air flow in this crack tunnel, these air currents are not ordinary air currents, once the immortal power is not sufficient, people will be torn apart by this air flow, of course, the stronger the person, the more powerful the person will have to bear the strong air flow, and often the risk they suffer is also extremely high!

Ling Yan was a little struggling, and with Hongyan and Wang Dafei, the people of the Yang God Sect gathered in the middle of the crack tunnel, they didn't dare to continue to move forward, otherwise, once they got out of the tunnel, it would be the Heavenly Court Realm, and no one knew what would be there!

Ling Yan patted the depressed Hong Yan and Wang Dafei, and didn't speak, just flew forward alone.

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"Let him run!!"

Standing in front of the crack, among the four figures above the pool of countless corpses and blood, a cold voice sounded.

The dark god clutched his arm, his body cracking inch by inch, and the fate that the blurred figure had shaped for him was also shattered a lot.

The desperate attack of a quasi-immortal emperor is not a joke, even if there are two giants who have been famous for a long time to help them, the god of killing and the dark god, but they suffer losses because they have no weapons and magic weapons, therefore, the king of Yanren can easily resist the two, and moreover, he can also slander the dark god.

Under the blow of death, the dark god almost became the end of the crossbow.

"Mission not completed!! I thought, it's better to go back as soon as possible! ”

The Killing God and the Divine General muttered coldly, ignoring the Heavenly Court armor soldiers who were rushing towards this side in the distance, and rushed towards the battlefield in the distance alone.

Mo Yeqing also followed with a cold face, the dark god was seriously injured and had a difficult step, but unfortunately, the four of them had no feelings, and there would never be anything to help, they all did their own things and went their own ways.

In the blink of an eye, the Killing God and the Divine General, who were not injured much, had already disappeared, except Mo Yeqing and the seriously injured Dark God, who were still staggering and flying.

Mo Yeqing's immortal power was shattered by Ling Yan many times, and his life was also shocked, so he naturally had some injuries.

The dark god secretly circulated the immortal power to recover his injuries, he closed his eyes slightly, and let the black clouds under his feet fly away with him.

It's just that Mo Yeqing, who was also flying in front of the Dark God, gradually slowed down.

His gaze was no longer as dull as the other three, and a few talisman-like characters floated in his pupils, and then, slowly, dispersed.

His flight speed had dropped to zero, and he lowered his head, thinking about something in a daze.

But in a moment, the dark god had already passed him and flew forward, for Mo Yeqing, the dark god would not pay the slightest attention, because, in this world, he would only pay attention to one person, that is, the person who resurrected him, and the others were dispensable in his heart.

Suddenly, Mo Yeqing raised his head violently, he stared blankly into the distance, his face was still cold like a machine, his eyes were still blank, but there was a trace of strange smell floating up and down his body.

The pitch-black aura of his body seemed to be affected by something, he seemed to be thinking about something, the depths of the pupils, as if something was flickering open, and it seemed that something was gradually scratching open, so that the scene was not weird, and his breath was set off vividly...

He accelerated suddenly, and quickly flashed behind the dark god, he looked at it and didn't look back, or rather, he noticed that there was Mo Yeqing standing behind him, but the dark god still didn't move, he slammed his hand, and his five fingers turned into sharp claws, stabbing into the body of the dark god.

The dark god was already injured, and he was defenseless, and this time, he was forcibly broken by Mo Yeqing.

"Hmmm..."

The dark god howled in pain, and his body was like a ball of air leaking, and it dried up after a while, but Mo Yeqing's face was pale and black, as if he had been poisoned.

He dug out the dark god's life, swallowed the villain into his belly, and then quickly urged the immortal power to digest it.

However, Mo Yeqing raised his head, looked at his palm, and muttered: "This is... Strength? ”

The Heavenly Court Army in the distance had already leaned over, they didn't know Mo Yeqing, but Mo Yeqing was not interested in them, and after hesitating again, Mo Yeqing still couldn't see anyone, and flew towards the vague figure in a daze.

There was still a wisp of dark god in the air, but this breath disappeared after a gentle breeze.