Seeing Ling Xuan's promise so quickly, Song Yu was also a little puzzled, thinking that this Tongyue was really confident in his strength, but the next moment he was a little surprised, that Tongyue did not hesitate at all, and went straight into his own world, neatly and a little terrifying.

Song Yu, like the previous old seven, immediately judged that Ling Xuan had a spatial treasure that was not of a low grade, so his own spatial treasure that Tongyue was still a little disdainful, Song Yu thought to himself.

But Song Yu didn't say much, just followed Ling Xuan's footsteps and entered his own space. Song Yu is still a little proud of her space.

Ling Xuan walked around, looking at the world.

The world here gives Ling Xuan a completely different feeling from Lao Qi's world, if you want to say that it is more like a hellish existence, it's just that the aura is more abundant, but this aura is also mixed with a trace of dead energy, smelling these, Ling Xuan also has a general understanding of Song Yu, and at the same time, he also has a bottom in his heart.

Since this Song Yu cultivated to the point of death, then it could be said that this Song Yu had been restrained by Ling Xuan, but in order to test Song Yu's ability, Ling Xuan was not ready to directly use the mysterious leaves to kill the game, the important thing was that Ling Xuan also wanted to try what his current strength was, and the previous opponent was either too strong or too weak.

After a long time, Ling Xuan easily lost his understanding of his own strength, which was undoubtedly terrifying. This was also what prompted Ling Xuan to take on the challenge.

The environment here is very depressing, and ordinary monks can't do it here, because the dead qi in the aura will slowly seep into the body and corrode the monks, but here is a heavenly existence for monks who cultivate dead qi, and Song Yu was also a little surprised to see that Ling Xuan was not affected.

This means that his home advantage is gone, although this advantage is dispensable, the world here is not very big, compared with Lao Qi, the richness of the aura is even worse, and there is no trace of the magic circle around, Ling Xuan guessed that it is because the spirit gathering array is easy, but the formation of gathering dead qi is a little difficult, if it is just a single use of the spirit gathering array and not practical formation of gathering dead qi, then over time.

The aura will become more and more abundant, and the dead qi will become thinner and thinner, so that it may not be a great supplement for Song Yu, but a great harm, and the color of this mountain is also different from ordinary mountains, it is very likely that it is polluted by the dead qi, although the monks who feed on the dead qi are not afraid of the dead qi, but the surrounding flowers and plants are different.

The number of flowers and plants that feed on death in this world is very small, and each plant is born will cause countless people to fight, ordinary flowers and plants infiltrated here will only slowly consume their own spirituality, and when the spirit is exhausted, it will turn from life to death, from yang to yin, and the birth of dead air, and the cycle will be carried out again, but unfortunately this cycle is not long at all.

Thinking of this, Ling Xuan also shook his head, this action was captured by Song Yu, Song Yu did not mean to be angry, but deeply agreed, he had already discovered the problem of this space, which was why he was so happy to let this space out as a personal favor.

Song Yu opened his mouth and said: "The environment here is not very suitable for fighting, so it is better to come to my place where the battle is specially opened." Ling Xuan nodded, this kind of thing Ling Xuan is not surprised at all, there are many roles of space, and combat is also one of them, if you open up a favorable combat environment in advance, when fighting with people, if you can forcibly catch people in your own space, it will naturally be very beneficial to yourself.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two flashed, and the surrounding environment changed abruptly, and Ling Xuan and Song Yu came to a place surrounded by a circle.

As soon as he came here, Ling Xuan suddenly felt a little weird, although he was in the same world, the time here gave Ling Xuan a sense of vicissitudes, there was a mysterious aura everywhere, the traces of the years were not very obvious, but Ling Xuan could feel that this place was afraid that it was different from the previous spatial origin, and it was only due to some kind of coincidence that it was spliced together.

At this time, Ling Xuan had a little longing for this world, he seemed to hear the melodious sound of the flute, and it seemed that there was a deep roar of a sleeping dragon lingering in his ears, it seemed to be real and illusory, Ling Xuan seemed to have come to an ancient battlefield, as if he had returned to that ancient era, roaring, noisy, sound in his ears.

The most important thing is that Ling Xuan actually felt a trace of familiarity here, as if he was incomplete and broken, Ling Xuan, who originally wanted to point to the end, was eager to win the competition at this time and get this space to study carefully.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Xuan stood opposite Song Yu, Song Yu's eyes seemed to be on fire at this time, and he said excitedly: "You are far from the only one who sees this!" Then with a wave of his hand, a dense crowd of monks appeared in the surrounding stands, their eyes glazed and their eyes hollow, like the walking dead.

Ling Xuan looked at it carefully and was surprised, those viewers turned out to be some dead people, some of them had no heads, some were cut off by lazy waists, only their upper bodies, and some were pierced through the heart by a sword, but I don't know why they could still have projections here, and then Ling Xuan turned his gaze to Song Yu.

Song Yu said proudly: "These are all works of art, they are all people killed by me, the space here is a little strange, the people killed in this space will not dissipate, but will leave a projection, I took a lot of trouble to move them here, as our audience, don't accept mercy, let me have a good fight!" As soon as the words fell, Song Yu shot straight towards Ling Xuan like a red ray.

The speed was extremely fast, like an arrow that Hercules had sent out with all his might, time seemed to be slowed down at this speed, Ling Xuan nodded and said, "The speed is not bad, but it's a pity." ”

In the next moment, Ling Xuan disappeared in place, Song Yu was a little panicked when he saw that he had lost his target, Ling Xuan's speed was even faster than him, just when Song Yu caught Ling Xuan, a flying kick kicked Song Yu, it turned out that Ling Xuan appeared behind Song Yu with a thunderous step.

Song Yu was kicked to the edge by that flying kick, and there was a trace of blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, Song Yu smiled: "Yes, yes, you are the only one in the same level who is faster than me." Then he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hands, and whistled softly, and the surrounding audience erupted into violent sounds, and boundless dead air poured out like the rising tide of the sea.

The sky was covered, the blue sky had now turned dark black, the aura was withdrawn, looking at the thinner and thinner aura, Ling Xuan smiled, just opened his mouth, and the clumps of dead qi were swallowed up, Ling Xuan secretly stimulated the mysterious leaves, pretending to be feeding on the dead qi, and glanced at Song Yu.