The two of them slowly landed on the ground, a deserted dense forest.

Ye Yitian didn't think much about the dark momentum emanating from Mo Ying's body, he just thought it was a kind of fighting momentum created by Mo Ying during the battle, intimidating the opponent with a terrifying momentum, making the enemy succumb without a fight.

Because Ye Yitian, who was born in Cloud Sky City, knew very well that if Mo Ying really had such a terrifying dark origin, it would be absolutely impossible to enter Cloud Sky City! Any dark aura would disappear as soon as it approached Cloud Sky City, so Ye Yitian thought that although the momentum created by Mo Ying at this time was very powerful, that stunning darkness was just a trick.

"Bing Ling, obedient, go and play first. Mo Ying said to the huge ice dragon behind him.

"Whew......"

Xiaoice Ling was extremely reluctant at first, and after several persuasions by Mo Ying, he slowly shrunk and got into Mo Ying's clothes, still unwilling to leave Mo Ying's side.

After Xiaoice Ling got into Mo Ying's clothes, Mo Ying and Ye Yitian glanced at each other, nodded in tacit understanding, and announced the start of the big war.

"Phew!"

In a flash of brilliance, a jade scroll appeared next to Ye Yitian, and the height of the turquoise scroll was almost the same as Ye Yitian's.

"Wow!"

The jade scroll unfolded independently, pulling out a long white area in front of Ye Yitian's body.

"Ink Dragon Dance!"

Ye Yitian sprinkled ink, rendering on the incomparably white picture scroll, and in just an instant, a lifelike and extremely powerful dragon spirit beast jumped on the picture scroll.

"Ding~"

With the spilling of the last finishing touch, the dragon spirit beast rendered in graphite actually came to life, hovering and flying out of the scroll, and a faint dragon roar came out.

"Awesome!"

Mo Ying's eyes widened, shocked to the extreme, it was the first time Mo Ying had seen such a strange scene, the things in the painting rendered in graphite could still come out of the scroll. This is Ye Yitian's way of fighting, using painting to enter the Tao, painting as a battle, it sounds like a fantasy, if Mo Ying hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Mo Ying wouldn't have believed it.

Mo Ying remembered that Murong Qianya had explained that Ye Yitian was the senior brother who studied painting together, but Mo Ying didn't care at that time, he could still have such power when he painted completely.

However, what shocked Mo Ying was far more than that, Mo Ying held his sword and stared at the dragon spirit beast that roared out of the picture scroll, this dragon spirit beast was not any other dragon clan, but Ying Long!

"I studied it for half a month to have this form, and he was able to do it just by looking at it a few times, which is too powerful. Mo Ying exclaimed in his heart.

In addition to the dark color, the appearance of this ink dragon is exactly the same as Xiaoice Ling, and even the dragon charm is depicted one stroke at a time. Although it is a little worse than the real true dragon intent, this is enough against the sky, because Ye Yitian only looked at Xiaoice Ling a few times, and he could draw to this extent!

"Hmph, but I'm not going to lose. ”

Looking at the roaring ink dragon, Mo Ying was surprised, but the innate confidence in his eyes was indelible.

Mo Ying gently threw up the Frost Sword, and formed a spirit seal with one hand, condensing all the surrounding water vapor, because Yuntian City was on the edge of the South China Sea, the air was relatively humid, so the speed of water vapor gathering was extremely fast, and a water dragon was condensed in an instant.

"Phew!"

At this time, the Frost Sword just fell, and the icy cold air stained the water dragon that had just formed, and the water dragon condensed into an ice crystal dragon in an instant.

"Roar!"

The ice dragon roared, under Mo Ying's deliberate actions, this condensed ice crystal dragon had wings on its back, which looked exactly the same as the Xiaoice Spirit, that is to say, the appearance of this ice crystal dragon was almost the same as the appearance of the roaring ink dragon in front, but the true dragon charm was better than the ice crystal dragon!

"Boom!"

Under the traction of Mo Ying, the ice crystal dragon collided with the roaring black ink dragon, and with an explosion, the two dragons exploded at the same time, and the ice chips were stained with pitch-black ink and sprinkled on the ground.

Although Mo Long's charm is not as good as the Ice Crystal Dragon cast by Mo Ying, Ye Yitian is a real Tianyuan Realm powerhouse, so the two sides have an equal result, if Mo Ying is also a strong person in the Tianyuan Realm, then the Ice Crystal Dragon may show a devastating posture, because the Ice Crystal Dragon has a real dragon might.

"Wow!"

The ink-stained ice crystals had not yet completely fallen, Ye Yitian threw his pen and sprinkled ink, and a phoenix dyed of ink rose into the sky, and then swooped towards Mo Ying in a condescending manner.

"Roar!"

Before the ink phoenix arrived, Ye Yitian flicked the wolf three times in a row again, and each flick of the pen activated a terrifying ink beast. At this time, three mighty ink beasts rushed out of the long scroll again, which was a wingless ink dragon, a black tiger with wings on its back, and the remaining one was a combination of a turtle and a snake.

"The Four Spirits of Heaven!"

After throwing the pen four times in a row, Ye Yitian put away the wolf that was more than one person tall and read slowly.

It turned out to be Vermilion Bird, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, Mo Ying understood at this moment, Ye Yitian depicted the four spirits of the sky in one breath, and launched an offensive with the power of the legendary ancient divine beasts.

"Wow!"

At this time, Mo Feng, who appeared first, was the first to arrive, and the charm of this Mo Feng looked obviously much stronger than the other three spirit beasts, as if Ye Yitian had come into contact with the phoenix, but not the other three types of spirit beasts.

"By the way, isn't Yue'er's sister's spirit beast a phoenix?" can see a real divine beast, and the charm of the painting is stronger than what I haven't seen, Mo Ying is enlightened.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Feng had already rushed to his eyes, and Mo Ying couldn't afford to think about it anymore, Mo Ying let go of the sword in his hand, and let the Soul Slaying Knife and the Frost Sword float freely around him, the black Yuan Shen Power surged wildly from the ancient rune at the center of his eyebrows, and a pair of immature palms formed a spirit seal at an extremely fast speed.

"Sirius Fist!"

With his huge Yuan Shen power, Mo Ying continuously unleashed the true meaning of the four earthly spirit arts, and four ancient heavenly wolves roared and emerged from behind Mo Ying, and then each met an incomparably powerful ink beast.

The ancient wolf evolved from the true meaning of the earth-grade spirit technique "Heavenly Wolf Fist" is actually the legendary Great Tengu, which is said to be able to devour the sun and the moon. Although the Ancient Heavenly Wolf was inferior to the Supreme Divine Beast Heavenly Four Spirits in all aspects, these four ink beasts were not the real Heavenly Four Spirits, at most they had a little charm, so Mo Ying thought that the Ancient Heavenly Wolf he cast could win.

"Roar!"

The power of the four-headed ink beast is very strong, and Mo Ying in a normal state will definitely not be able to take it, but at this time, Mo Ying activated the Nine Generations Imperial Soul Seal with three souls, and his combat effectiveness has been greatly improved, so the Ancient Heavenly Wolf did not live up to Mo Ying's expectations.

I saw that the ancient heavenly wolf condensed by the four-headed primordial divine power and the four heavenly spirits transformed by the ink beast were entangled together, and both sides were trying their best to tear each other apart, but it looked like they were evenly matched.

"Jianma!"

Seeing that the Four Heavenly Spirits and the four Ancient Heavenly Wolves were deadlocked together, Ye Yitian understood that he could not win with this move, so with a stroke of his pen, he once again threw out an ink beast similar to a horse.

"Kirin!"

Ye Yitian flicked his pen again and again, activating the ink beasts one by one, and at the same time throwing the excess waste ink on the grass, and there was no trace of excess ink left on the white scroll.

"Kunpeng!"

Ye Yitian's pen walked the dragon and snake, sprinkling ink crazily, there was no tendency to stop at all, according to this momentum, I am afraid that Ye Yitian will draw all the ancient beasts that have been recorded!

"I can't let him paint like this, or I'll be defeated!"

The duration of the Nine Generations Imperial Soul Yin Wei was limited, and Mo Ying could not wait for Ye Yitian to draw many ink beasts and then sit idly by, Mo Ying decided to take the initiative, because the way to win was already obvious, that is, hand-to-hand combat, to prevent Ye Yitian from continuing to paint.

Just do it, Mo Ying's heart moved, the Frost Sword and the Soul Slashing Knife automatically flew into Mo Ying's hands, Mo Ying put the sword across his chest and rushed towards Ye Yitian.

"Stop him!"

Ye Yitian also understood Mo Ying's intentions, and with an order, he commanded the three ink beasts of Jianma, Qilin, and Kunpeng to kill Mo Ying, although the three ink beasts only had the line of ancient divine beasts, but they were already powerful enough in terms of spiritual arts, not to mention that there was more than one of these ink beasts.

"Hmph, just three ink beasts can't stop me!" Mo Ying snorted coldly, his eyes full of unstoppable confident light.

"Phew!"

The icy blue sword light and the deep sword light flickered at the same time, and Mo Ying used a simplified version of the "Broken Soul Flash", and with a mistake in the sword, the Kunpeng ink beast in front of him was split, and the defeated ink beast directly turned into ink and sprinkled on the ground.

Mo Ying was extremely fast, and he had already passed through the ink before it spilled, and not a single drop of ink could get on Mo Ying's body.

"I won!"

Mo Ying smiled, and slashed at Ye Yitian, who was still insisting on painting, and Ye Yitian seemed to be painting a very large spirit beast, and he didn't make any defenses at all.

"Bird!"

Just when Mo Ying was about to get closer, Ye Yitian shook his pen heavily, and after throwing the remaining ink to the ground, the oversized bird spirit beast rushed out of the picture scroll and took Mo Ying directly.

"Wow!"

At this time, the distance between Mo Ying and Ye Yitian was already very close, but the attack speed of this bird was not fast, and Mo Ying had enough time to deal with this big bird.

"Slash!"

Mo Ying maintained the state of the horizontal sword, and raised the frost sword to repeat the old technique, wanting to cast a simplified version of the "Broken Soul Flash" again to unfold the ink beast in front of him.

"Ink Prison!" At this critical moment, Ye Yitian gently spit out two words.

"What!"

The momentum of the sword came to an abrupt end, and Mo Ying suddenly found that his body was imprisoned and could not move at all! Mo Ying looked down and found that his body was covered with ink threads, which restrained Mo Ying's movements and imprisoned Mo Ying's strength.

Ahead, the huge Honghu Ink Beast was approaching, and a powerful blow went straight to Mo Ying's door, and at this time, Mo Ying was being bound by strange ink lines, Mo Ying tried his best to break free of these ink lines, but the harder the ink lines were entangled.