The thousand horsemen who were integrated with the water dragon became more and more courageous, and while pursuing the victory, they did not forget to encourage Ling Yu: "Hold on for a while, this guy will be finished soon!" ”

Ling Yu had gradually become accustomed to the pain caused by the burns on his body, and his movements became more stretched. He had been wandering alone in the city of Chimere since he was a child, and had never learned the art of swordsmanship from anyone, and now he used his own original moves, which seemed more like they were born or derived from the dance he was best at.

For some reason, when he looked closely at Lingyu who was fighting against the Fire Tiger, his body and face reddened by the flames, and his sword technique as light as a dance, reminded Qian Qi of the description of the Suzaku among the four sons of the Heavenly God Qiansu that he had read in his father's collection. He was enveloped in a circle of golden and red light, and when he swung his sword, he would bring up countless crystal sequins, which made those watching from the sidelines feel like a dream.

Ling Yu didn't know if it was because the fire tiger conjured up by Yin Zhen was slowly weakening, or if his ability had improved compared to when he first fought it, he only felt that it had become easier to deal with the gods and demons in front of him. Even if the feather knife didn't hit his opponent's body just right, the sword energy it brought with it could make the opponent's movements stiffen for a short time, and he became more confident and decisive when he saw the tiger jumping up and down to dodge his moves.

In this stage of the battle, Qianqi chose to be in the state of supporting the spirit feather, but at this time, the opponent's attack had been completely suppressed by the two of them, making him determined to take this opportunity to directly destroy the fire tiger conjured by Yin Zhen. He controlled the water dragon to rise into the air, gathering strength and shouting at Ling Yu: "Ling Yu, get out of the way!" ”

Yin Zhen turned his head to follow his voice, and saw the water dragon coming down from above, baring its teeth and claws and rushing towards him. Seeing that she was stunned in place, not knowing how to dodge, Qianqi was very sure that he would be able to destroy her completely this time.

Unexpectedly, in a hurry, Yin Zhen suddenly awakened the ability to speak and demons again, and she shouted to the water dragon controlled by Qianqi: "Stop!" ”

Qianqi only felt a high wall formed by a hurricane instantly stop him, and he was in a dilemma. Not only that, but Yin Zhen used the last of the Fire Tiger's strength to hedge against him and the water dragon, looking like he wanted to die together. The Fire Tiger re-enlarged a few more times as it passed over the Hurricane Wall, and Yin Zhen jumped out a second before colliding with the Fire Tiger, but the Thousand Riders were unable to move due to the fact that they were under the control of the Demon for a short time.

"Bang!"

Lingyu heard a loud explosion like an explosion, and the fire tiger and the water dragon disappeared at the same time, leaving only the thousand horses affected by the impact force to slam straight towards the wall. Ling Yu immediately threw the jade owl brocade at him, and countless brocades rushed to surround him before his body hit the wall, and then Ling Yu felt how powerful the impact of the explosion was, although he dragged the jade owl brocade hard, he was still dragged far away. Fortunately, at the last moment, he stopped this force, so that the thousand horses were saved from being injured by the impact again.

He slowly lowered the thousand horses to the ground and called, "Stupid Dragon, Stupid Dragon......"

The Thousand Riders fainted from the explosion, their eyes closed and they didn't react.

Yin Zhen was also injured because he forcibly used his red-scaled body to exert the power of speech and magic in a short period of time, and vomited a mouthful of blood after landing on the ground.

"Phew!" She spat out the remaining blood in her mouth, and raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth briefly.

She really didn't expect that she with the power of gods and demons would be forced into such a situation by the two stinky boys in front of her, the red scales' body had been severely damaged, almost all of the ribs were broken, and some of them were pierced into the internal organs causing internal bleeding, and it was difficult to continue fighting. But Lingyu on the other side was even more vigorous because of Qianqi's injury, and his eyes were tightly fixed on Yinzhen, as if he wanted to burn her to ashes.

"Let's take it!" He shouted and went towards the chant,

"Yin Zhen, when you were hedged against the Thousand Horses just now, the damage to your soul if you forcibly escaped from the Fire Tiger must have been great, so let's change me to control the body of the red scales!" Dream Ear persuaded.

"Good!" Although she was reluctant, she did feel tired, a feeling that she could hardly have when she was a divine judge.

She seemed to have hallucinations, and in a trance she returned to the Divine Judgment Courtyard, which was how she felt when she lay down on the bed after a painful training with the children of the other gods and demons every day. Even though on the surface she will always be the strongest of the children, she often has the thought of closing her eyes and never waking up.

Suddenly, she remembered that she had just entered the Divine Judgment Academy, and all she hoped for was a day of freedom, to be able to run freely like a small beast in the mountains, to be able to shuttle through the woods like a gusting wind, and to float leisurely across the purple sky like a cloud. But then her greed was out of control, and she was bent on permanent freedom, even at the cost of falling for it, and the most unforgivable thing for her was that she had evil thoughts about her siblings.

"It would be nice if you could close your eyes and stop thinking about these things."

She said to herself in her heart, and suddenly realized that at the moment before she died, what she finally felt was not unwillingness and resentment, but real freedom and liberation.

Meng Er was still holding on to fending off the attack of the feather knife from Lingyu, but he was horrified to find that the Yin Zhen who shared a body with him was slowly disappearing, and this time the disappearance was not just as simple as detaching from this body, but like foam, it shattered little by little in the air, which was a sign of the death of the soul.

"Yinzhen, don't leave me!" Meng'er threw away the Lotus Heart Sword in his hand and sat down on the ground, wrapping his hands around his body, crying out to keep Yinzhen.

Seeing that he had suddenly given up resisting, Ling Yu followed closely and pressed his feather knife against his neck and asked, "What?" Don't fight? ”

No matter how Dream Ear shouted, the chant continued to disappear, this feeling of powerlessness completely crushed Dream Ear, he closed his eyes and responded: "Don't talk nonsense, you win, kill if you want to!" ”

Lingyu turned the feather knife in his hand, and Meng Er thought that he was going to cut his throat, but when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had transformed the feather knife into a jade owl brocade again, and used it to tie him with five flowers.

Although this battle was a bit long, Ling Yu completed the task that Ouyang Hongye had given him at the beginning, captured Meng'er alive, and stood proudly in the main hall of the Songshan Temple, waiting for Qianqi to wake up and win the battle with the rest of his companions.

Ouyang Xiaoleng and Feng Lan have fought for nearly 10,000 rounds, each round is only a few seconds, and it seems that he and him are like two rays of light, sometimes colliding, sometimes twisting and rising, and sometimes passing by......

After the power of the gods and demons was fully opened, the strength of Ouyang Xiaoleng and Feng Lan was already comparable, but it was precisely because the strength was too close that it was always difficult to break through. When he used the dual swords, he also fused the Tai Chi swordsmanship he had penetrated before, and in the face of the rigidity of Feng Lan's moves, he was still able to overcome the rigidity with softness, continuously, but the two fought repeatedly and could only be a draw.

Ouyang Xiaoleng, who had entered the state of battle between gods and demons, had no time to think, but Ouyang Hongye, who had ended the battle with Yin Zhen, saw this clearly, if he wanted to completely defeat his opponent, he and Mochizuki needed to assist. Although the power of him and Mochizuki cannot be compared to the power of gods and demons, just like the principle of leverage, as long as the two of them find a way to break the balance between Ouyang Xiaoleng and Feng Lan even a little, they can also help Ouyang Xiaoleng pry away the big stone of Feng Lan.

He said to Mochizuki beside him: "Mochizuki, you and I will join forces to form a demon alliance with Xiao Leng!" ”

"But if you want to achieve the Demon Alliance, you have to have the same heart, but Xiao Leng is completely immersed in the battle at the moment, how can he do this?" Mochizuki replied with some embarrassment.

"Then you're going to have to take a certain amount of risk, I wonder if you're willing?" Ouyang Hongye said with a firm face, he already had a countermeasure in his heart.

"What is there to be willing or not, I also want to enter the source sin blood pool as soon as possible, and at the same time rescue Xia Qiu, I can also get a way to detoxify the little snow rabbit!" Mochizuki responded to him with a smile.

"Good! All we have to do is to apply the two forces of you and me to Xiao Leng's two swords. Ouyang Hongye had long known what choice Mochizuki would make, and he couldn't wait to say his bold idea.

"Brother, how dare you think about it! This ...... "Mochizuki has never formed a similar demon alliance with others, to be exact, this is not an alliance with Ouyang Xiaoleng himself, but a part of his own power into his weapon.

"How? Think it's feasible? Ouyang Hongye asked with a wink.

"Haha...... You have your say! Just do it! Mochizuki was amused by Ouyang Hongye and couldn't stop laughing, he didn't expect that in such a fierce battle, this old man of his could still have these wonderful ideas.

"Let's get started!"

Ouyang Hongye put away the smile on his face as he spoke, turned to Ouyang Xiaoleng, took a long breath, and concentrated on condensing his demonic power. At the same time as his strength reached its peak, he released the two swords in Ouyang Xiaoleng's hands with Mochizuki who was fighting quickly.

Two streams of demonic power, one green and one purple, swirled towards Ouyang Xiaoleng's Night God Ice and Zhong Scale Sword, if it weren't for the tacit understanding that these three of them had been fighting side by side for a long time, they would not be able to accurately input the demonic power into the weapon in the fierce battle.

The Night God Ice gradually flashed a purple light, and the Bell Scale Sword simply turned green.

Ouyang Xiaoleng felt that their weight was undergoing a great change, although it had increased a lot, but his arms also seemed to have received the assistance of Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki, and they had become stronger and more powerful than before. Every time he swung his sword, even though Feng Lan could barely block it with the spear in his hand, he had to take a few steps backwards, and the balance between them had been interrupted.

As if he didn't need to think much at all, the two swords in his hands that condensed Ouyang Hongye and Mochizuki Demon Power were driving him to make moves towards Feng Lan, and his brain, which was already unable to keep up with his own speed and thinking, had now become extremely clear. Each movement becomes effortless, and the brain clearly communicates to the body how to best achieve the next action.

It's truly an unprecedented experience, and the battle is no longer like a swamp, glued to the point of boring, but like a downpour, smooth and dripping.

"Flame Ice Slash!"

Ouyang Xiaoleng used the Night God Ice that had formed a demon alliance with Ouyang Hongye to form countless purple leaf-like flames from his sword, and hit Feng Lan one by one, making him dodge and stumble backwards.