Ye Li hurriedly hugged Fuyue's body, and Fuyue at this time was lying in Ye Li's arms safely.

However, looking at the other party's face, Ye Li didn't have any evil thoughts.

As if looking at a sleeping child, Ye Li held Fuyue in his arms and coaxed her to sleep extremely unskillfully.

Around Ye Li's body, there were countless powers of the rules of the two realms of time and space gushing out, and combined with the rules of the sword path, they turned into flying swords in the sky.

The flying swords rained down like a torrent of rain, enveloping the blood mist fragments.

In these blood mist are a large amount of blood qi of the Northern Styx and the rules of the Holy Dao.

Every flying sword flew by, destroying one of the rules of the Holy Dao or a trace of blood, and these sword rains were completely wearing away this clone of the Northern Styx.

Ye Li didn't move, still coaxing Fuyue to sleep with peace of mind.

However, the flying swords around his body did not stop, and at this time, no one under the Holy Realm could approach this area.

As long as you enter this realm of sword rain, you will not be cut into countless particles in an instant, and finally be worn into nothingness.

This doppelganger was connected to the true body bloodline of the North Styx, and Ye Li's destruction of his clone like this also caused great damage to himself.

The aura on his body fluctuated, and the holy power continued to rise and fall on the surface of his body, and the already sluggish aura had declined a lot.

"Vertical Zier dare!"

He glared at Ye Li angrily, but at this time, he was trapped by Gan An, and he couldn't control it at all to save his clone, so he could only watch his clone being wiped out.

Although he had completely fallen into the disadvantage at this time, Gan An still failed to completely take him down.

After all, Gan An needs to devote a distraction to lock the soul of the North Styx, otherwise, if the North Styx explodes, it will be difficult for these people present to survive.

Moreover, the North Styx can't die either!

Therefore, although Gan An has the strength to suppress the North Styx, it is more difficult to easily take the North Styx than to kill the North Styx.

Gan'an kept swinging slash after knife at the dodging North Styx.

Every time a knife landed on North Styx's body, it would wipe out a part of his holy body.

The golden body of the holy body is the holy body after the body of a saint is incarnated into the Dao, which contains the Dao perception of a saint, and even his Dao perception is closely related to it.

"Damn, am I really going to fall here today?" North Styx couldn't help but feel sadness in his heart.

At this time, most of his holy body and divine soul were wiped out by Gan An, so his strength had already dropped a lot, and he was even about to fall under the pseudo-saint.

A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said angrily, "Gan'an, you are too pressing!" ”

Suddenly, his divine soul broke through Gan'an's suppression at this moment, and the surroundings of his body suddenly burned.

An illusory figure thousands of feet tall appeared behind him, it was the spirit of the Northern Styx.

However, at this time, the upper part of this divine soul was also ignited by the flames around the body of the North Styx, emitting a raging flame, as if it could melt everything in the world.

A crack suddenly opened in the center of the eyebrows of the North Styx, and a drop of blood-red blood floated out of it.

Suddenly, the yin qi between heaven and earth diffused from it, and there seemed to be temples around his body, a ruined battlefield, and a group of people fighting.

"Blood of the gods?" Gan An looked at this drop of blood, felt the breath on it, and couldn't help but say solemnly.

Who would have thought that there was a drop of divine blood hidden in the body of the North Styx?

The gods are the greatest beings far beyond all the people in the world today, and the power of that existence is simply not imaginable to the world.

Even if the blood of the gods in the Northern Styx River has been handed down from an unknown era, and most of the power in it has been dissipated, Gan An still does not dare to underestimate it.

A crazy smile appeared on North Styx's face at this time, and he looked at Gan An and said with a smile: "Gan An, you forced me, then let's die together!" ”

The Holy Body and Divine Soul of the Northern Styx were burning at this time, and the drop of divine blood in front of him was integrated into the body of the Divine Soul behind him.

Everything he had was melted into it with that drop of blood.

The Northern Styx had apparently used its desperate methods.

The blood qi between heaven and earth and the way of the Heavenly Ice and the Northern Underworld were constantly surging towards this side under the guidance of the North Styx, and the light on the body of the divine soul of the North Styx was also becoming more and more intense.

North Styx's body was trembling violently, and it was clear that he was also in great pain.

And all this, Gan An could only watch dryly, and the power fluctuations overflowing from the blood of the gods blocked him.

Finally, the body of the North Styx was completely burned, and the light on the body of the Divine Soul behind him also reached the extreme.

In an instant, the eyes of the divine soul body lit up, and the power on his body suddenly exploded.

At this moment, the body of this divine soul gave Gan An the feeling that it was not like the Northern Styx, but that the blood of the gods was reborn.

Gan An shouted and said, "Damn, even if you are really reborn as a god, Lao Tzu is not afraid!" ”

At this time, Gan An, who was facing this divine soul body, looked like a slightly burly middle-aged man, and his body was extremely thin.

It seems that if the other party blows a breath, they can blow Gan An away.

Ye Li glanced at the situation in front of him and immediately took Fuyue away from here.

Just kidding, where would he have thought that there would be so many hole cards on a pseudo-saint in the North Styx.

Now he even summoned something that seemed to be a god out, which was much more awesome than him.

He's just a junior of the Venerable Five Realms, what are you doing here?

Stay here and drag your feet?

So to get away from it was to flee from here immediately, and now he could only pray that Gan'an would not have an accident and that he could defeat that guy.

And Gan An was not afraid, and clenched the long knife in his hand, and suddenly the rules of the knife path between heaven and earth converged and attached to this long knife.

The light on the long knife was extremely dazzling, as if it had turned into a star.

One wave was waved, and most of the space was torn apart in an instant, and one after another pitch-black cracks spread.

The body of the divine soul also roared angrily, as if it couldn't believe that on the day of his rebirth, an ant would dare to swing a knife at him.

However, after all, he still underestimated Gan'an, and forgot that this is not the era of the past, and he is not the god of the past, at this time he is just a wisp of remnant soul, borrowed and reborn.

Gan An's knife had split half of his body.