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"You're hurt."

When Chen Jing saw Ye Qingxue again, the first thing she said when she opened her eyes was this.

"No, I'm practicing in the Jing River, and I don't want to provoke others, how can I get hurt!" Chen Jing said, but before he could speak, the cave suddenly roared, vibrating violently, and the light on the cave wall was bright and uncertain, and the various patterns in it immediately became faint.

Chen Jingna's originally smiling mouth immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the figure of Ye Qingxue in his eyes was shattered in an instant. And the light in the cave was scattered, like dust and stones falling downward.

He snorted, closed his eyes, pinched a strange trick in his hand, and sat motionless in his hand, like a stone sculpture in an instant, the cave immediately stabilized, the light no longer floated, and the runes on the wall also stabilized. 、

There was another loud roar, and the dantian god mansion shook, and then, there was a flame at the door of the cave, burning from the outside of the cave towards the cave, the innermost layer of the flame was cyan, and the outside was black. The flames burned brightly, completely obscuring the entrance to the cave.

In this dark space, a cave the size of a temple floated, and the cave was enveloped in black and blue flames and burned. Next to the cave, there was a dragon-black dragon staring at it, whipping the cave with its tail from time to time, or spewing out a few mouthfuls of flames.

There were already flames infiltrating into the cave, and Chen Jing still sat still, pinching the magic trick in his hands, feeling the rapid disappearance of his spiritual power, and tasting the pain of the flames burning on his body.

Suddenly, he waved his hands, and his mouth pronounced out strange sounds loudly, and the voice had a sense of unreality, but whoever heard it would feel like it had gone deep into the bone marrow, but if he thought about it, he would not be able to repeat his mystery.

The sound may be light or heavy, or ethereal, or sharp. Merged with the magic trick in his hand, the whole person cave house instantly shook an inexplicable rhythm.

It was the Huang Ting scripture engraved on the wings of the Lost Sky Butterfly that he read out, and with the sound of this sound, the black and green flames burning above the cave house floated up one by one, as if it slipped from the top of the cave, and quickly faded away.

As the flames on the cave faded until they finally disappeared, the people in the cave kept changing the magic in their hands, but the cave became transparent, as if it could be shattered with a single blow.

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was sitting inside, probed with his right hand from the golden magic sleeve in his left hand, pulled out a pale golden long sword, and stabbed it into the air, the sword came out of his hand, passed through the cave, and in an instant it was in front of the black dragon, and the golden sword bloomed a piece of gold, and the golden sword light reflected into the black dragon's eyes, dyed with a dreamlike color in his red eyes like lanterns.

The black dragon opened its mouth and roared, the void made waves, and a cyan tongue of fire rolled towards the sword light.

The sword flashed away, and in the sound waves and flames, it seemed to be turned in the right direction, as if the sword had fallen into the water and was washed away from its original position.

Chen Jing's mental power and mana are not as good as Zhao Lie at this time, and the consumption was too great when he came to Junling Town before, the only thing is the condensation of thoughts, which is not easy to refine, but if it takes too long, he will eventually be dissolved by Zhao Lie's incessant attacks.

Just when the golden sword deviated from the direction and appeared at the tail of the black sword, the tail of the black sword rolled towards the golden sword. The sword body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, trembling violently, and the light emitted from the pale golden sword formed layers of color in the darkness.

At this moment, a person suddenly rushed out of the darkness behind the sword, and the sky-blue robe reflected the decisive light in his eyes. As soon as he appeared, before he had fully manifested, he had already put one hand on the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, the light shone brightly.

The sword provoked, drawing a golden streamer, slashing across the tail of the black dragon, which was covered with layers of black scales, and the broken tail dispersed in the void, and the black dragon roared loudly, like an angry dragon turning over, and between that turnover, his tail had grown back from the new.

Chen Jing raised his sword and rushed forward, and the pale golden light naturally burst out from his body, sword, and eyes.

The two of them didn't say a word, any language was superfluous at this time, no matter who had no way out, Chen Jing didn't, and neither did Zhaolie, only to die.

The golden light was particularly dazzling in the darkness, cold and cold.

As soon as the black dragon flipped over, it was like even the entire dark sky was flipping, and it rushed down towards Chen Jingzhen. It was as if the power of the entire dark space was pressed down on Chen Jing. His eyes seemed to pierce the void, and his mouth opened to spit a sea of fire.

The golden long sword in Chen Jing's hand is blurry and changing, cutting through pieces of dark void, his body is like a dream, one step at a time, everywhere he passes is the void pierced by the sword light, he is like shuttling through the darkness, whenever the sword light cuts through the darkness, it will appear with the golden light, and then disappear again.

Each sword slashed at Blackfly's body, dodging his attacks at the same time.

If you look at it from a distance, some people will feel that Chen Jing's attack is like a leisurely stroll, disappearing from this darkness and appearing in the darkness of that place, and when it appears, a golden light must burst from the darkness.

The golden sword light cut into the black dragon's body, and it actually caused the black dragon to have a wound, and there was a golden light attached to the wound.

The black dragon roared angrily, and for a while, he couldn't attack Chen Jing.

This seems to have the upper hand in Chen Jing, but only they know each other's state, otherwise, how could they give up their lives like this, there is no way back, they are all in an instant, how can they not do their best.

Hei Yu was injured by Chen Jing with a sword like this, although he could not cause fatal damage to him for a while, but if it was a long time, he would also be in great danger. However, now Chen Jing is fighting with all his might, he seems to be shuttling through the darkness with great ease, but he has a sense of weakness after each sword, and he just wants to lie down and rest.

In the darkness, there are no years and months, and in the hearts of the two of them, this battle is like a war that has been fought for hundreds of years. A little white light suddenly appeared in the dark distance, and the white light quickly approached, and the sound of rushing water came, and if you got closer, you could see that it was a river rushing in the darkness.

The sword in Chen Jing's hand slashed in the darkness, his figure flashed, disappeared into the darkness, and then flashed out of thin air, burrowing into the river.

The black fly followed closely behind, and in an instant, the river and the sea were overturned.

"Haha, you want to borrow the power of the Si Yu Divine Monument, but you forgot that you haven't been able to refine it yourself."

However, before he could finish speaking, a gray Jiao suddenly sneaked out of the river waves, followed by another snake-like monster with wings.

"Ao Zhen, Zarisi Blood Lotus."

Zhaoye shouted. This Ao is really his righteous son, and the Zarisi Blood Lotus used to be the demon in the painting.

After they shouted loudly from Zhao Lie, they looked at Zhao Lie with bared teeth one by one, their faces full of ferocity, and Zarisi Blood Lotus opened its mouth full of barbed black teeth, and her eyes were shining with fierceness.

"How dare you do it to me."

Zhao Lie shouted, and the sound actually stopped the river waves, and the ruthless domineering in his eyes flashed. Ao Zhen, the gray Jiao who was about to pounce out, and the monster Zarisi Blood Lotus in the blood river of the Shura Realm actually stopped, and Ao Zhen retreated a little, it seems that they are still afraid of Zhaolie.

Chen Jing flashed out of thin air from the river waves and appeared on the huge Si Yu God Monument in the river. With a soft shout, he pointed at Zhaolie, and the river waves surged up and rushed down towards Zhaolie. Ao Zhen and Zarisi Blood Lotus roared and rushed up with the waves.

Their bodies looked much smaller than Zhao Lie, and the ferocity of this pounce was not even below Zhao Lie.

I saw the river surging waves, and for a while I saw who had the upper hand.

Chen Jing didn't look at their battle, but closed his eyes and said something in his mouth. In his heart, even if he added himself, he would not be Zhaoyeol's opponent, compared to Zhaolie, who had been constantly reborn for thousands of years, he must have experienced many such battles.

Although his soul and body have always been entangled in mana, his telekinesis is extremely powerful, and in this battle, mana is useless at all, relying on telekinesis, even if Chen Jing did not come to Junling Town before the huge consumption, he is not an opponent in terms of telekinesis.

What he needs now is time, and Ao Zhen and Zarisi Blood Lotus are what he uses to delay time.

There were words in his mouth, and his voice was low and obscure.

As his voice appeared, a trace of cyan appeared above the dark nine heavens.

Zhao Lie let out a roar of rage, which seemed to be anxious, only to see him bite the gray Jiao, but he himself was bitten by the Zarisi Blood Lotus. Gray Jiao roared in pain, he wanted to turn around and bite the black dragon, but was thrown over by the black dragon, the gray dragon felt the breath of death, he coiled on the body of the black dragon, struggling hard, but he couldn't get rid of the black dragon's mouth.

The life of the gray Jiao is passing rapidly, and the black dragon is at the mercy of the bite of the Zarisi Blood Lotus, he wants to fight quickly, kill the Gray Jiao first, and then only the Zarisi Blood Lotus will naturally be left behind.

At this time, Chen Jing looked up at the pitch-black nine heavens, and saw that there was more and more cyan in the sky, and there was also red glow among them, dyeing this dark heaven and earth charm extremely dreamy.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a flute sound floating down above the nine heavens, and the flute sound was ethereal, like a fairy song.

Chen Jing said in a low voice at this time: "I will borrow a wisp of your magic voice to break through this dark sky and create a ray of life." ”