Ye Qiyan, who lowered his head, muttered in a low voice in a voice that only he could hear. No one could see his expression clearly, nor could they hear his whispers. Just looked at him with sympathy on his face.

It's just that with Ye Qiyan's murmuring, the small magic knife mark at the center of his eyebrows, which he covered with his bangs, also began to bloom a little weak and invisible light at this moment.

The demonic purple light seeped out a trace of faint demonic qi and soaked into Ye Qiyan's eyebrows, and then penetrated into his sea of knowledge, entrenched in it. Then, the black and purple knife mark in the center of Ye Qiyan's eyebrows seeped in little by little with the demonic qi, as if the demonic knife had become those demonic qi and dissipated. His forehead was once again as it had been, smooth and clean.

But what followed was the sparkle in Ye Qiyan's eyes, which gradually faded. His eyes turned a faint purple again. The pale purple seemed to rise from the depths of his eyes, deep and elegant. Untraceable, unpredictable, as if it could pop up at any moment.

Whether it's the Crimson Blood Domain in the Valley of the Buried Sky or the Bloodtree Forest, or the previous battle with the Shepherd City. A purple magic light always stimulates him and brings him strength.

As long as the night seven words are needed, it will come out and encroach on the seven words of the night's mind and body. It will make him extremely strong and overcome his opponents. But it is also becoming more and more uncontrollable, and the first time it was still under his control, it was he who took the initiative to cause it and spontaneously retracted it. By the second time, he had fallen unconscious due to the force of the magic knife, but it was also triggered by his own action.

But today, these two times were not under his control at all, but the demonic energy spontaneously activated and penetrated into his consciousness. Although he also knew what he was doing, he always felt that this was not his real self, because his fighting spirit would be infinitely amplified, and his murderous aura would be uncontrollable, as if he was ...... Enchanted.

Just like at this time, Ye Qiyan's eyes were already occupied by purple, and his mentality changed again. And the injury on the waist, which was originally seriously injured, is actually healing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Outsiders can't see it, but Ye Qiyan himself feels it. In just a few breaths, the wound has largely healed.

If it was daytime at this time, you could find that at this moment, there was a faint white vitality circulating on Ye Qiyan's blood-stained clothes, but there was a faint purple in it.

Suddenly, Ye Qiyan raised his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth were filled with the smile he had when he fought alone against two two-heaven powerhouses before, which was very charming, but at the same time, it was also a little evil and a little crazy.

Yang Teng looked at the somewhat weird Ye Qiyan, that weird smile, and felt that something was wrong. However, he immediately put this thought behind him, and said with a calm face: "Dying man, what are you laughing at?"

Ye Qiyan said to Yang Tengye: "You want to know?" and then shook his head and said, "There's no need." ”

"There is no need to know about those who are dying. ”

He chuckled, his handsome face, his long flowing hair, his blood-stained white clothes, and his evil smile were charming and hurtful.

fascinated many women outside the field and injured Yang Teng in the field.

Many women outside the venue were overwhelmed by Ye Qiyan at this time, and their faces were ruddy. Even Yu Rong and the others on the Hanging Island of Heavenly Sword Mountain were a little ruddy-faced, and said in disbelief: "Is this really Senior Brother Ye?"

Yang Teng was hurt by Ye Qiyan, and he couldn't figure it out. Ye Qiyan, who was already at an absolute disadvantage, why was he so arrogant and indifferent. Doesn't he know that his life is now in my hands?

Immediately, Yang Teng was furious, and said with a cruel smile: "Since you want to die, then I will fulfill you." ”

A burst of truly blazing white light suddenly rose from his body, and the powerful Soul Transformation Triple Heaven Peak Vitality rose from his body like beacon fire and wolf smoke, and all of them disappeared into the Heavenly Mirror above his head. Suddenly, the white light of the Radiant Heaven Mirror was magnificent, emitting a trace of astonishing coercion, like a brilliant sun rising, illuminating the night sky.

"Die. ”

Above Yang Teng's head, the Yantian Divine Mirror suddenly erupted with blazing white light.

Scold.

A three-foot-long white long sword suddenly shot out from the Yantian Divine Mirror, with violent fluctuations, like a real long sword with sword intent towards Ye Qiyan.

The corners of Ye Qiyan's mouth curled, and the Peng Bone Divine Sword in his hand shook, and suddenly there was a crisp Peng roar. The moon-white sword vitality on Ye Qiyan's body was suddenly dyed with a layer of golden gauze, and a huge golden-winged roc formed behind Ye Qiyan. The arrogant head and sharp eyes are already visible, and the pride of the top divine beast, domineering, can be seen at a glance.

Immediately after, Ye Qiyan let out a long roar, and the vitality on his body rose again. The Golden-Winged Roc behind him suddenly let out a chirp, and the sound shook the night sky, and then the Golden-Winged Roc spread its wings. The huge wings, spread out for ten feet, completely encompassed the seven words of the night.

Ye Qiyan held the sword in both hands and swung it towards the place where Yang Teng was, and suddenly the golden-winged Dapeng was like a soldier who had received an order, shook his wings, and instantly soared, turning into a golden streamer and heading straight for Yang Teng.

Although the golden roc is a phantom, its momentum is extremely strong. It is conceivable that the sword in Ye Qiyan's hand is absolutely extraordinary, but when he thinks of the almost invincible Divine Sword Venerable Luo Tianjun behind him, no one dares to make up his mind.

The sound of the golden roc shook the sky, and he met the white sword light that shot out of the Heavenly Divine Mirror, and with a wave of his right wing, the sword light collided with the golden wing.

Burst!

The white sword light was like a bubble, easily destroyed, but the Jinpeng Phantom seemed to be undamaged at all, and continued to fly towards Yang Teng.

Yang Benteng didn't see the slightest annoyance after seeing his sword light being easily shattered, but his face was indifferent, and even a light smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, the next moment when the Golden Peng Phantom destroyed the white sword light, the Heavenly Divine Mirror above his head glowed and vibrated again, and once again spewed out a sword qi.

Then came the domineering sword, the silver spear that shimmered with silver light, the sharp spear, and the Tiange who tore through the void.

One by one, all kinds of weapons were sprayed out by the Yantian Divine Mirror in an incredible way, and smashed towards Ye Qiyan as if they didn't want money.

The legendary incomparably wonderful Heaven-Descending Divine Mirror actually evolved into a magical weapon on its own, composed of Yuan Qi, but with a true mind, like a divine weapon that had really been used.

As if this was not a treasure mirror, but a moving arsenal, connected to another treasure trove of divine weapons at the mouth of the void, the divine weapons were endless, and they wanted to destroy the seven words of the night.

The Phantom of Jinpeng rose to the challenge, and was immediately hit by the endless divine blade, and at the same time, Jinpeng himself did his best. Shake your wings and use your sharp claws and indestructible beaks to destroy the divine weapons that have been transformed into vitality. It's a phantom, but it's so real.

"Wow!"

The Jinpeng Phantom Shadow screamed incessantly, as if it was angry, tearing dozens or hundreds of Yuan Qi Divine Soldiers apart. But it was useless, because there were more Yuan Qi Blades spewing out from the Heavenly Divine Mirror, as if endless.

"Whew!"

Jin Peng roared again, but this time, although the roar was still hideous, it was a little weak. The two Yuan Qi swords stabbed into the chest of the Golden Peng Phantom, and suddenly several drops of golden blood and several golden feathers fell, turning into a burst of pale golden light in the air and flickering and disappearing.

Immediately afterward, several white lights flickered, and several swords pierced into the Jinpeng Phantom at the same time. The feathers of the Golden Peng fell, the golden blood spilled, and then turned into golden vitality and disappeared in mid-air. And the phantom of Jinpeng also became dim, almost dissipating.

Ye Qiyan saw this scene below, and suddenly snorted coldly, and the Peng Bone Divine Sword in his hand moved again, and a stream of golden light was punched into the Jin Peng Phantom.

Suddenly, the Jinpeng Phantom, which was already about to dissipate, condensed a little more and became even more frenzied.

The Jinpeng Phantom Shadow attacked Yang Teng as if he had gone crazy, ignoring the attack of the Yuan Qi Divine Soldier, and rushed towards Yang Teng with a kind of resolute decision to exchange injuries for injuries.

Yang Teng's face suddenly changed, he pinched the treasure seal in his hand, and suddenly the Heavenly Divine Mirror changed, flew in front of him, and blasted towards the Jinpeng Phantom with the mirror body.

Uh-huh!

After leaving one last chirp, the Jinpeng Phantom rushed into the Yantian Divine Mirror, and suddenly the Yantian Divine Mirror shook violently, as if it was about to be shattered.

Yang Teng's complexion changed, and he used all his strength to output his vitality before he stabilized the Yantian Divine Mirror, but his complexion became a little pale, as if he had consumed a lot.

"Click. ”

A soft sound came, and he looked up at the Yantian Divine Mirror, but there was a crack on the smooth mirror, and a little bit of vitality escaped from the crack.

Yang Teng's face suddenly changed, his face flushed, and then he gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Qiyan murderously.

On the other hand, on the other hand, the Peng Bone Divine Sword in his hand was no longer as clear as before, shining and moving. It became dull and dull, and it seemed that a lot of essence had been lost.

The powerful and peerless Jinpeng phantom just now is a trace of Jinpeng spiritual wisdom left over from this sword, which can be regarded as a sword spirit, but it was forcibly driven by Ye Qiyan just now, and it has been damaged at this time, and it is no longer in combat power.

Ye Qiyan immediately put away the divine sword, and then took out the spirit slaying sword that had been put away by him before, held it in his hand, and suddenly a surge of battle intent soared. Although the Peng Bone Divine Sword is strong, the Spirit Slashing Sword has grown up with him at the beginning of his cultivation, and this heart is the same, and the fit is much stronger than the newly arrived Peng Bone Divine Sword.

Ye Qiyan waved the Spirit Slashing Sword, his feet stood still, but the sword in his hand was waved by him without light and shadow, and one after another sword shadows appeared in the void beside him, shedding a trace of sword intent.

Immediately after that, the sword shadows became more and more condensed, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword shadows were left. Then Ye Qiyan stabbed the Spirit Slashing Sword forward, and suddenly countless sword shadows moved in unison. All of them shot at Yang Teng, as if they were willing to tie him into a pile of rotten meat.

Seeing this, Yang Teng's face changed slightly. He'd just seen it. The almost invincible Divine Sword Venerable used this sword trick to break the Demon Moon Devouring Sky of the Demon Moon Venerable of the Stygian Moon Temple, you must know that the Demon Moon Devouring Sky Divine Power can be described as thunderous, extremely powerful divine skill, but it was broken by this type of Cangsheng Nightmare Sword Qi.

Although it is because Luo Tianjun is too strong, who dares to deny the power of this style of sword technique?

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of sword shadows actually condensed into a truly condensed sword light, stabbing at Yang Teng with lightning power.

Yang Teng was a little jealous in his heart, and with a move in his right hand, a green gold spear suddenly appeared in his hand, and a blazing edge flew from the edge of the spear. At the same time, a half-foot-thick pillar of vitality light also greeted the Cangsheng Sword Qi together.

While!

The sword light of Cangsheng Nightmare and the two sharp edges connected, and suddenly a roar erupted, and the blazing white light stinged the eyes of the two of them, and Yang Teng was forced to stop by some countershocking force.

But Ye Qiyan was shocked and flew out, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he was not lightly injured. Although he absorbed the qi of the magic sword and increased his combat power a lot, he still couldn't support him to fight against such a powerful opponent.

However, he did not show any signs of fear, and even laughed even more maniacally.

"I will not perish in all calamities. ”

"Kill!"

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