Chapter 1767 Exchanging Lives for Injuries

Ye Yiming's move was quickly delivered, and it turned out to be faster and faster, and the fierce aura on the Blood God Sword in his hand became less and less, but the power behind the connotation was getting stronger and stronger.

"He is only in the early stage of Hongmeng Eightfold, how can he comprehend this way of fighting so quickly?" Although Hongjun Holy Spirit is also cultivating, he began to comprehend this way of fighting when he was in Hongmeng Eightfold.

But he only realized this when he cultivated to the late stage of Hongmeng Eightfold, but at that time, he couldn't cultivate this fighting method at all, and he couldn't start cultivating until his cultivation broke through to the peak of Hongmeng Eightfold.

Because his cultivation has not been able to break through the Hongmeng Ninefold, so his use of this combat method is extremely poor.

But in this short period of time, Ye Yiming actually relied on his own exploration to practice this way of fighting, although he used ordinary moves, it was also close to his current level.

The question is...... Today's Ye Yiming's cultivation is only in the late stage of Hongmeng Eightfold!

As soon as the Hongjun Holy Spirit thought of this, he realized that something seemed to be wrong, and when he stared at the battlefield and pondered, he immediately found something wrong: "Hong...... Harmony Yae Mid-Stage!?"

His exclamation immediately attracted everyone's attention again, and they also felt that something was wrong with the battle on Ye Yiming's side before, but they didn't think about it carefully.

Now hearing the reminder of the Hongjun Holy Spirit, everyone's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and even the Dead Sea Spring subconsciously gasped.

"He, how did he cultivate, how could he continue to accumulate divine power and slowly improve after suppressing all the divine power together?" Long Chen was even more shocked that his face continued to twitch, he was more familiar with the cultivation path of human beings than the ancestor-level Hongjun Holy Spirit of human beings, Ye Yiming's unreasonable ascension method was far more surprised by him than others.

Before Long Chen could finish speaking, a pair of pupils suddenly bulged out of his eye sockets.

Because it was just that in the short period of time when he saw the changes in the aura on Ye Yiming's body, Ye Yiming's cultivation actually took a step further, reaching the level of the late stage of Hongmeng Eightfold.

It was only a short period of time, and he made another breakthrough, and this time was even faster than the previous Hongmeng Yae Initial Entering the Middle Stage.

However, he didn't know that at this time, Ye Yiming's heart was excited and full of grief and indignation.

This breakthrough is indeed a good thing for him, because this breakthrough only used nearly one million Hongmeng Divine Crystals, which can be said to be the first breakthrough in less than 100% of the number.

But the system's prompt is: "System prompt: Congratulations to the host's cultivation for reaching the late stage of the Hongmeng Eightfold, the Hongmeng Divine Crystal will be superimposed one after another, and when the superposition reaches 9 million, it will be automatically promoted to the late stage of the Hongmeng Eightfold." ”

Although this breakthrough was advanced, he never thought that this breakthrough would be equivalent to owing the system and having to pay back......

"Damn, pit!"

Ye Yiming almost cried, the grief and indignation in his heart immediately turned him into a thick hatred, he couldn't hate the system, he could only vent his grief and anger on Xiang Yang's body.

These two breakthroughs nearly doubled Ye Yiming's cultivation, and the explosion after the superposition of these divine powers allowed him to slash the long sword in Xiang Yang's hand into two pieces with a single sword, and at the same time, a sword slashed down from the top of Xiang Yang's head.

"It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible, how can this be......"

Xiang Yang once again felt the power of Ye Yiming's long sword skyrocketing, and at the same time, he clearly felt the grief and indignation in Ye Yiming's heart, and now he was really going crazy.

You kid obviously broke through one after another without making a sound, as an opponent, I haven't done anything yet, you said you are sad and angry?

Xiang Yang couldn't say that he was suffering, but Ye Yiming's sword didn't leave his hand at all, with his further breakthrough in cultivation, coupled with the connotation of divine power, he actually gave Xiang Yang a sword that his sword was no less than Ye Yiming's full strength.

This sword slashed from the top of his head, although it did not bring him the danger of death, but it also made his body atomize immediately, and when his body condensed together again, Xiuwei had already fallen to the middle stage of Hongmeng Eightfold.

fell from the peak to the middle stage, although it was still Hongmeng Eightfold, it made his combat power drop too much.

However, his eyes full of anger had just looked at Ye Yiming, and he found that Ye Yiming's next sword had already been slashed, which frightened him into exclamation and hurriedly retreated.

His scream caused everyone to gasp at the same time, and it also woke everyone up from their shock.

Xiangyang is going to die!

This thought appeared in his heart, and the Dead Sea Youquan found that Long Chen immediately flew towards the battlefield, but now that she was on Ye Yiming's side, how could she give Long Chen any chance?

With her move, the Hongjun Holy Spirit was the first to block in front of Long Chen.

How many years, how many years, to finally be able to see victory.

Although this victory was only on the surface, Long Chen still had this heaven and earth behind him, but it was the first time that the human beings had such a big chance of winning.

At this moment, he felt that even if he was allowed to die immediately, he would be happy.

Since Ye Yiming can calmly abolish Long Chen, he can naturally calmly not go to Zhuo Biao and Koala, with the Dead Sea Youquan, Luo Ji and Fuchenzi, even if he faces Long Chen, he may not be defeated.

The appearance of all kinds of thoughts made him feel like he had been beaten with chicken blood, and his combat power exploded one hundred and two percent, so that the moment the Dead Sea Youquan and Long Chen exchanged hands, he had already gone behind Long Chen.

"Long Chen is killed!"

At this time, Ye Yiming's surprise made everyone return to their souls, but they still felt a little confused, even the shouting of the Hongjun Holy Spirit failed to arouse Long Chen's vigilance, causing his sword to easily pierce Long Chen's back.

"It's true!?"

Hongjun Holy Spirit didn't believe his eyes, but he felt the power of the shock coming from Long Chen's body in an instant, at this moment, he didn't care if it was true or not, he immediately mobilized all his divine power, and as soon as the long sword was drawn, he was about to cut Long Chen in two.

But at the same time as he exerted his strength, Long Chen's body dissipated, and after turning into a cloud of black mist and condensing again, his face became extremely pale, and even the aura fluctuations on his body actually had a trace of unsteady.

"Long Chen is injured?haha, we human beings have finally seen the hope of victory, kill!" Hongjun Holy Spirit laughed a few times, at this time he already felt that his mind was no longer in a normal state.

Even if Long Chen was injured, it was not an existence that he could fight the enemy, and if he really wanted to go up, the Dead Sea Hidden Spring was at the forefront.

But now he would rather rush directly to fight to the death than fight, and will definitely not give Long Chen any respite.

In fact, although Long Chen's previous death aura had dodged the next attack of the Hongjun Holy Spirit, it had also brought great harm to himself.

At this time, Hongjun Holy Spirit made a move regardless of life and death, but he was so angry that he almost spurted blood.

At this moment, he needed time to ease the fluctuation of his breath, and the attack of the Hongjun Holy Spirit made him unable to fight back, and he snorted coldly, but he could only choose to avoid the battle.

At the same time, another scream came from the side of Xiangyang.

As soon as this scream came out, his body gasified again, but Ye Yiming had no intention of stopping, even if there was only a ball of dead qi in front of him, his attack did not stop in the slightest.

A moment later, when Xiang Yang's body condensed again, only Hongmeng's cultivation remained, but he still didn't have time to make any preparations for fighting and fleeing, and the long sword in Ye Yiming's hand fell down on him again.

There was another scream, and in an instant, Xiang Yang's body once again turned into a pile of minced flesh and vaporized.

In this way, three times in succession, Ye Yiming stopped, when Xiang Yang condensed his body again, his cultivation was only in the early stage of the God Emperor, and it was no longer worth his continued efforts.

"Destroy Daoyou, seal Xiangyang, Zhuo Biao hand it over to me!"

Ye Yiming let out a loud sigh and immediately rushed towards Zhuo Biao.

He was just a start, and Zhuo Biao seemed to have seen something ghostly, screaming and even ignoring Feng Ningshuang's ensuing attacks, he ran away.

His actions also made Feng Ningshuang's sword easily pierce into the back of his heart.

The divine power suddenly exploded, even if Feng Ningshuang's cultivation was one level higher than Zhuo Biao's, it also made Zhuo Biao's face extremely pale, and the ensuing attacks of Murong Yu and Han Xiang easily stopped it.

"No, I can't be sealed, slash!"

Zhuo Biao exclaimed, the more he couldn't run, the more anxious his heart became, this sword turned out to be slashing towards the middle of Han Xiang and Murong Yu, and this sword turned out to be his peak swordsmanship, and a single sword consumed nearly one percent of the power of death.

Han Xiang and Murong Yu were both people who had been in battle for a long time, and they knew that Zhuo Biao's sword was unstoppable, so they immediately chose to dodge.

But although their retreat allowed Zhuo Biao to successfully escape, the consumption of the breath of death and Feng Ningshuang's sword caused him to be severely injured, causing Ye Yiming, who had already chased not far behind him, to chase after him in an instant.

"Eight Sword Style—Popular!"

Ye Yiming's shout came from behind Zhuo Biao, and Zhuo Biao was so frightened that he exclaimed, and his head was suddenly covered in cold sweat.

He wanted to escape quickly, but although his speed was fast, Ye Yiming's speed was even faster, originally Zhuo Biao looked down on Ye Yiming, and his combat strength was indeed qualified to fight with the current Ye Yiming, at most, it was only a little less than Xiang Yang.

But he didn't even dare to fight, and chose to flee directly, leaving his back to Ye Yiming, so that Ye Yiming's sword smoothly left an almost disemboweling wound on his back.

Although the vertebrae are the most important part of the human body, the undead such as Zhuo Biao now use human form, even if it is impossible to fall to the ground directly because the vertebrae are chopped off, it makes him choose to vaporize, otherwise it is impossible for him to escape from Ye Yiming's pursuit in such a state.

However, the anxiety in his heart made him forget how Ye Yiming defeated Xiangyang before.

When his body condensed again, Ye Yiming's successive swords fell from the top of his head, and at this moment, Zhuo Biao embarked on the old path of the sun.

"Ye Yiming, you damn it!!"

Ye Yiming abolished Long Chen's two generals one after another, and immediately let Long Chen run away.

At the same time as he roared, all the aura on his body converged.

His actions made Ye Yiming even more puzzled.

When ordinary people fight, they will release the breath on their bodies, but Long Chen is obviously about to explode now, but he has all his breath converged, is this the same way as when they fought before?

As soon as he thought about it, he saw the Death Qi Sword in Long Chen's hand slash at Luo Ji's killing blade.

It was just the moment when the two weapons were hedged, and Luo Yi was slapped out, and Ye Yiming, who had just looked at this place, clearly saw that at the same time as Luo Yi flew away, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and even the nostrils, ear holes, and eyes were a little bloodshot.

With just one sword, Luo Yi, who was born for battle, was hit hard.

How strong is this Long Chen's true combat power?

Ye Yiming's brows immediately furrowed, knowing that Long Chen in this state was the strongest time, so he had no time to care about the battle between the Heavenly Goddess and the Divine Beast King Jingwei and the Koala, and immediately galloped towards the main battlefield, and the pills were quickly poured into his mouth from his hands again.

This is the second time that his cultivation has broken through the Hongmeng realm, and he has used the pill to fight.

"Four Gods Kill - Canglong Xian!"

"Four Gods Kill - White Tiger Kill!"

"Four Gods Kill - Suzaku Burning!"

"Four Gods Kill - Xuanwu Zhen!"

"Hongmeng Blood God! Blood God Slash!"

The moment Ye Yiming moved, one sword skill after another was unleashed from his hand, and the sword qi attack transformed by the souls of the four divine beasts killed by the four gods was immediately condensed in the air, and with Ye Yiming's movements, he rushed towards Long Chen at the same time.

But when Ye Yiming was about to approach Long Chen, the long sword in Long Chen's hand had already pierced the heart of the Dead Sea Spring.

Although there is no breath on this sword, the sense of danger that it can bring to everyone is extremely strong, not to mention Ye Yiming, even the Dead Sea Spring and the dust whisk are very clear, if Long Chen's sword is allowed to stab the Dead Sea Spring, the survival of the Dead Sea Spring may not exceed one percent.

However, just as he was about to hand the sword in front of the Dead Sea Spring, an old figure suddenly appeared in the center of the Dead Sea Spring and the long sword in Long Chen's hand.

The same sword kills, but the target is a different person.

"Long Chen, die!"

The same hand of the man who was pierced through the chest by a sword also stabbed the long sword in his hand into Long Chen's chest.

Long Chen is an undead clan, and his cultivation is strong enough to bear his sword, at most, he will only have some breath disorder, but the sword he bears is a mortal injury.

However, at the same time as the sword was exchanged, the man burst out laughing.

This person is none other than the Holy Spirit of Hongjun, who has felt the appearance of victory for the first time in countless years, and is laughing even when he dies. Sluggish?