Chapter Seventy-One: King Level!

Ye Ling closed his eyes and pointed with a sword in his right hand.

Soon, a stream of purple lightning spread out from Ye Ling's body!

"Purple Night Divine Thunder!"

Ye Ling directly injected a wisp of Purple Night Divine Thunder into the Heavenly Spirit Sword Blade!

"Zixiao Sword Blade!"

The blade of the Hundreds of Heavenly Spirit Sword instantly turned into a purple tornado!

The tornado is surrounded by a circle of purple thunder and lightning!

Steve's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the purple tornado, but he also regained his demeanor instantly.

"Even so, you can't stop the Grim Reaper Aurora!"

Steve once again emitted a black aurora and flew towards Ye Ling.

The purple tornado collided with the black aurora!, but what I didn't expect was that Steve's black aurora was destroyed by the purple tornado in an instant!

"How is that possible!"

Ye Ling sneered, the Purple Night God Thunder is Yang to the Strong, specializing in the evil and dark things in the world, and the Death God Aurora obviously belongs to the darkness.

"I'm not going to lose!"

Steve's blood-red eyes were blood-red, and the six wings behind him were wide open, holding the scepter in his hand horizontally in front of him.

But it was obvious that this was all in vain, the sword storm that joined the Purple Night Divine Thunder would not please even an ordinary king-level master, not to mention that Steve was only an injured heaven-level peak.

The Purple Night Divine Thunder was extremely powerful, and Ye Ling even felt that as long as he mastered the complete body of the Purple Night Divine Thunder or even an immortal-level powerhouse, it was nothing!

Steve was instantly swept into the tornado, and last time Ye Ling used the Zixiao Divine Thunder to integrate into the Seven Injuries Fist and directly injured Steve, but after all, the Seven Injuries Fist was only practiced to forty percent, and he could only seriously injure Steve and not kill him directly. And this time it may be!

"Ahh

One after another, the purple night divine thunder entered Steve's body and kept stringing together, and Steve wailed in pain.

At this time, Ye Ling suddenly frowned, and his left hand was thrown out of his back in an instant!

A tiny ice needle shoots out!

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Ye Ling turned his head, and behind him was a white-haired, black-robed middle-aged man, it was Carl Zeiss! Ye Ling was repelled by Ye Ling during the battle with Steve before, and somehow disappeared directly, and even Ye Ling's divine sense was not detected.

Just in case, Ye Ling always held an Ice Spirit Divine Needle in his left hand.

"Why, how could it be, how do you know that I am behind you!

An ice flower on Carl Zeiss's chest is the Ice Spirit Needle.

"Hehe, is the space technique very strong?"

Ye Ling understood, it turned out that this Carl Zeiss was an anomaly who could use space to travel.

"You! the Lord will not let you go!"

Carl Zeiss roared angrily, and then the ice flower on his chest exploded instantly, and Carl Zeiss was directly blown to the ground.

Ye Ling turned to look at Steve, who at this time was not as noble as before, his hair was in tatters, and his whole body was trembling.

The black scepter in his hand had already cracked a lot.

Ye Ling smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the purple tornado was instantly liberated, and the blade of the sword would also fly, and Ye Ling's side would turn into a complete Heavenly Spirit Sword.

Then, Ye Ling took the half-dead Steve in his hand and urged Feiyun's legs towards the Cold Ice Palace.

This time, it was also a loss, and Steve was injured, otherwise Ye Ling would not have defeated Steve so easily.

The reason why they didn't kill Steve directly was to get their intention to attack the Ice Palace this time from his mouth.

Ye Ling ran out for dozens of miles and quickly returned to the sky above the Cold Ice Palace, but when Ye Ling appeared in the sky above the Cold Ice Palace, it was Ye Ling who felt wrong!

Liang Hui, Han Qianxue, and those Westerners are gone!

There is not a single person in the air!

A bad thought arose from Ye Ling's heart.

Ye Ling was just about to use his divine sense to probe, and suddenly Ye Ling felt an extremely dangerous feeling coming from above!

Without hesitation, Ye Ling exerted the fourth layer of Feiyun Leg to the extreme, and the whole person disappeared in place in an instant, appearing more than ten meters away!

And where Ye Ling was standing just now stood an old man with yellow hair holding a skull cane!

But these were not what Ye Ling cared about, what shocked Ye Ling even more was the eight black wings fluttering behind the old man!

Dark Angel!

This man is a dark angel like Steve! and an eight-winged angel!

You must know that Steve's Seraphim's strength is already at the peak of the heaven-level level, and this old man turned out to be an eight-winged angel!

I'm afraid the strength of the eight-winged angel has entered the king level!

Ye Ling is so dark that it is not good, it seems that after leaving before, it was this old man who appeared and defeated Liang Hui, Liang Hui and others.

The old man stood in the air more than ten meters away from Ye Ling, his yellow hair was particularly dazzling.

But what is even more daring is the strong aura of the old man!

"Little guy, you must be the Ye Ling that Steve said before, right? Yes, such a young man is not weak. Lao Yu visited the big country in East China this time just to get one thing, if you don't want to make too many moves, don't force Lao Yu ......"

Before Ye Ling could react, the Steve in his hand disappeared in an instant, and then appeared next to the old man!

The king-level strength was too strong, and Ye Ling had no chance to resist at all!

Ye Ling secretly urged the Purple Night Divine Thunder in his body to condense all the Purple Night Divine Thunder in his hands.

Although this old man's strength is strong, he seems to be very afraid of anything and does not dare to make too many moves.