"Ahh There was a roar on the ground, and I saw that the blood mist in Yin Ziyuan's eyes quickly gathered towards the center, condensing into a strange inverted triangle shape.

Immediately afterwards, the momentum on his body continued to rise, and the purple spiritual power around his body became deeper and deeper, and finally turned directly into black, and then gradually deepened, seeing that it was equal to Sang Moyu's dark black spiritual power.

- Black Intermediate Level

Yin Ziyuan shouted angrily again, his eyes were about to split, his hands were placed in front of his chest, and countless complex blood-red magic seals quickly formed.

"Go." As the words fell, the blood-red magic seal flew towards the white guardian cover, stirring up layers of faint water streaks, and then silently fused with it.

Immediately, the white shield turned blood-red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The magic seal rose again, the protective cover began to shrink suddenly, and as soon as the obstruction disappeared, the dark black spiritual power immediately swished, and it attacked Yin Ziyuan like a bamboo, directly passing through his body, and blasting the Shili Pavilion behind him into pieces.

Wow-Yin Ziyuan vomited a mouthful of blood, staring at Sang Moyu hatefully, the magic seal in his hand became faster and faster, and the blood-red guardian shield shrank more and more, and finally turned into a fist-sized ball.

When he opened his mouth, the ball was inhaled in one bite, and quickly integrated into his body, and for a while, the dark black spiritual power around his body suddenly turned white, and the brighter and brighter light pierced the eyes of the person.

"Forbidden Secret Arts." Sang Moyu squinted his eyes and said lightly, he didn't expect that in order to deal with him, Yin Ziyuan would forcibly use the forbidden secret technique to improve his spiritual cultivation.

Heh, Sang Moyu smiled coldly, but when it comes to forbidden arts, which one is not extremely counter-aggressive, so it seems that this time it really forced Yin Ziyuan to be anxious, so he made this decision.

The basic level of spiritual power is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple according to the rainbow, and then there are black, white, gold, and the legendary supreme realm - the empty glow level, except for the last one, the others are divided into four levels of spiritual power according to the color depth, divided into four levels: low, medium and high.

And the Empty Shadow Stage, it is said that in this world, except for the Butterfly Dance Emperor, who is known as the first person in the ages, there is no second person who has been able to reach that legendary level since ancient times.

The prosperity must decline, the water is full and overflowing, too much, the extremes of things must be reversed, the world is disturbed, no matter how ever-changing, the law of development of things is not able to jump out of this trajectory after all.

The ancient Yin clan has been passed down to the present, and the power of the bloodline is getting thinner and thinner, even if it is the black level, there are no more than twenty people in the entire four clans, and those twenty people are basically elders of a small age.

It is conceivable that Sang Moyu has such achievements at the age of only his early twenties, and his talent must be so appalling.

One level is a moat, it is obvious that the purple level is the bottleneck of Yin Ziyuan, and now he forcibly promoted directly from the purple level to the white level, one is to have a killing heart for Sang Moyu, and the other is probably to break through his own limits.

Be ruthless to the enemy, and even more ruthless to yourself, seize all the resources you can use at any cost, not only to defeat the enemy, but also to sharpen yourself in blood and pain, which is ruthless enough.

In some ways, Yin Ziyuan, Sang Moyu, and Youyu Lingshuang actually have a somewhat similar style of acting.

"Die!" Yin Ziyuan shouted, holding up two white balls of light the size of watermelons with both hands, and his body rushed towards Sang Moyu like a ghost.

However, he was fast, Sang Moyu was faster, and with a stretch of his long arm, he took Youyu Lingshuang into his arms again, and an object in the palm of his left hand quickly lengthened, and he attacked Yin Ziyuan fiercely.

Bang - The two parties retreated at the same time, Sang Moyu took a step back with Yu Yu Lingshuang in his arms, and Yin Ziyuan took five steps back.

Covering his chest and forcibly swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Yin Ziyuan's demonic and handsome face was distorted like a ghost, revealing a strong evil aura.

Unwillingly, he glanced at Sang Moyu and the snow jade flute in his palm that emitted ice blue light, and then crushed the spirit rune, and a golden rune appeared under his feet.

The golden mangs flashed, and Yin Ziyuan's whole person disappeared in place.

Teleportation talisman array, Yin Ziyuan is fully prepared, Sang Moyu sneered.