Mu Ling left safely with Su Feng, and Luo Tiancai retracted his gaze to look at the cloud crack that was strangled by the Black Rain Jiaolong.

The black rain dragon was unpredictable in Luo Tian's sight, trapping the clouds in his belly and twisting and stirring, and the sea of clouds around him under the dragon's agitation was like the waves of the sea rolling in a storm.

But Luo Tian's expression became colder and colder the more he looked at it, the power of the dragon had decreased compared to just now, after all, Su Feng, who presided over the Black Rain Dragon, had already left.

What Su Feng did was already obviously abandoning this black umbrella, as Su Feng said, the price he paid this time was indeed a bit big, as for the price increase

Luo Tian just smiled when he thought of this question, and didn't think much about it at all.

Rumble!

The Black Rain Jiaolong lost its master's presiding over and quickly exhausted its stored spiritual power, and the strangled Yun Crack sent out a terrifying move after being ready to attack, countless extremely bright rays of light exploded from the belly of the Black Rain Jiaolong, and the rays of light pierced the dragon's cavity like a sharp sword.

The Black Rain Dragon's struggle didn't last long, but in a few breaths, it turned into cracked black shards in a roar and fell towards the mountains under the cracks in the sea of clouds.

The cloud crack that broke free from the black rain dragon looked a little wolf, the originally neat bundle of hair became unkempt, the white hem of the clothes had dozens of sword marks, and the right hand holding the sword had an extra scratch on the back of the hand at some point, and although the wound was unhindered, blood flowed out.

Yun Split's expression was a little cold but very calm, it could be seen from his undulating chest that his mood was not calm, and even Luo Tian saw a flame from the depths of the other party's eyes, which was naturally anger.

Luo Tian knew where this anger came from, of course, because of being so wolf bèi who was seen as an ant-like Su Feng.

"Yun Zhi, go after that kid! Capture me alive, I will refine his divine soul! Eternal slavery!" Yun Crack stood there with a calm expression, but the words he said were terrifying.

Refining the divine soul to enslave it, this is a means for demon cultivators to deal with monks, which shows how fierce the anger in Yun Split's heart is.

Gu Yunzhi watched from the sidelines from the beginning, and he didn't have any intention of making a move from beginning to end.

Of course, this is also what Cloud Crack asked for at the beginning.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Gu Yunzhi didn't say much nonsense, and as soon as he arched his hand, it turned into a cloud of white mist and flashed away.

After Gu Yunzhi left, Yun Split looked at Luo Tian, and said with a hint of playfulness in his eyes: "I didn't expect you to run away?"

"Run, why should I run?" Luo Tian looked at Yun Crack with the same playful look, looking at each other up and down intentionally or unintentionally.

Judging from the appearance, although Luo Tian's clothes also have scratches, his hair is very neat, and the clothes are all black, not like the cloud cracks, looking at the wolf bèi, the white clothes float in the air and look ethereal and elegant, but if there is a slight wrinkle, the clothes of other colors will be more wolf bèi.

Luo Tian's expression wanted to express something, and he didn't need to say much at all.

The anger in Yun Split's eyes was even stronger, and even the calm expression on his face was affected, and he began to show a trace of uncalmness.

Luo Tian looked at it silently, but he was laughing in his heart, he was laughing.

Su Feng did what he wanted to do, and did it better than Su Feng imagined.

If a person's state of mind is affected, then it is extremely dangerous in battle, especially now that the two seem to be evenly matched, and the slightest change in mood can often have an unexpected effect.

The more unsettled Yun Split's state of mind is, the heavier the balance of Luo Tian's victory.

Luo Tian didn't move, because he still wanted to add another fire to make Yun Split's anger even more crazy.

"The ghost cultivator in the trial space is your ghost, right?" Luo Tian asked with a smile as he looked at Yun Crack.

Yun Split's pupils shrank and said, "How do you know?"

As soon as the words came out, he felt regretful, isn't this just that he admits that he did it himself, and he must not let outsiders know about his cooperation with ghost cultivation in the trial space, not to mention that it is still an ulterior purpose, so that Mo Li knows that he may not have a chance at all.

"Hmph, what if it's me?" Yun Split suddenly smiled coldly and looked at Luo Tiandao: "Do you think you can still live?"

Looking at the cloud crack that gradually calmed down, Luo Tian was surprised in his heart that the disciples of the Secret Dao Cloud Sect were really unusual, and they had stabilized their minds so quickly, and it seemed that there would be a fierce battle next.

The two of them are not talking nonsense so far, there is no gorgeous opening, no terrifying demon god descends, and there are no ten thousand beasts galloping.

The two of them slashed out at the same time, and there was no vertical and horizontal sword qi, and there was no fluctuation of violent spiritual power.

The two of them are directly in the clear sky between the cracks in the sea of clouds, holding long swords to move and sword to sword, the beginning is so ordinary, if it is not for the swordsman duel flying in the sea of clouds and mortal dust, there is no difference at all.

Yun Split's sword moves are light and agile and ethereal like clouds, and Luo Tian's sword is a magic sword, and the Demon Evil Sword is black and wide and looks full of weight, so Luo Tian wielded it with a gale and a violent momentum, Luo Tian made full use of the advantage of the Demon Sword to hold the sword with both hands, and smashed the white jade sword in Yun Split's hand with brute force.

The white jade sword was smashed with a bang and even bent into an amazing arc, if it was an ordinary sword, it would have already bent and broken, but the sword in Yun Split's hand was extremely tough, not only did it not break, but even caused a lot of trouble to Luo Tian with the help of the twisted rebound of the sword body.

At first, the two of them also paid attention to some sword momentum and sword moves, but when the two of them fought out of the fire, they didn't care about anything, and there were no moves at all except for the gradually growing sword intent of the two, the two of them were like two reckless men standing face to face and slashing each other, where was the sky and the earth cracking when the cultivators were fighting, and the ghosts cried wolves.

The two of them couldn't enjoy cutting in the sky, and even fell between the mountains, galloping through the forest while chopping, leaving waves in the streams and rivers, leaving huge waves in the lakes, and cutting the waterfall upstream.

Obviously, the two of them didn't exude any aura, but the fierce beasts and monsters in the forest were all like ghosts, and they all roared and fled before the two of them got closer.

Everywhere the two went, the birds of the forest flew wildly, the birds and beasts absconded, and the thousand-year-old trees were cut off.

As long as the power of the immortal spirit in the body is not exhausted, the strength of the body will not be exhausted, and the body under the support of the immortal spirit power is unimaginable.

Of course, it is impossible for the two to fight each other like nonsense, both of them are increasing their sword intent momentum.

People's momentum cannot be innate, some people's fierce gods and evil spirits are caused by acquired cultivation, and it is naturally impossible for monks to fight like a rainbow as soon as they come up, and they also need a process of gradual accumulation and growth.

This process is, in the simple words of the mortal world, - warm up!

They have figured out some of the opponent's strength before, which makes the two of them have a trace of fear of the opponent, and the safest and most reliable way is to force the other party to deal with it with the strongest side with the growth of the momentum and sword intent, although the enemy is also getting stronger in this process, but so is himself.

This kind of fighting method is not common in spiritual cultivation, and only when you reach the realm of immortal cultivation will you see this kind of battle with a bit of a return to the basics.

If you don't touch this realm, you will never be able to understand the slightest changes in this realm, and the monk's fighting style often changes with the growth of cultivation.

The battle lasted from noon to sunset, and the two did not get tired but became more and more courageous, and the speed became faster and faster, and the figures of the two could no longer be observed with the naked eye, and they could only see the aura of qi that swept around each collision, cutting off the giant tree, smashing the boulder and stopping the river.

Rumble!

Two clouds of smoke and dust appeared on the mountainsides of the two dangerous peaks at the same time, and the two figures flew up at the same time.

Luo Tian and Yun Split looked at each other across the ravine, their expressions were very calm, and the long-term fighting had made them forget all about heaven and earth, and they only had each other and the sword in each other's hands in their eyes.

The demonic sword is still as black as ink, heavy and blunt, and the white jade sword is still as white as new, and as thin as a cicada's wings.

The two looked at each other and did not raise their swords to fight like they had seen each other countless times before, but just looked at each other, the swords in their hands were casually lifted, but the torn robes of the two were bulging like blowers, and air currents overflowed from the holes between their clothes.

When the overflowing air flow came to the valley, it turned into a terrifying hurricane, extinguishing every qiē in the valley, uprooting the big trees and tearing them into sawdust by the wind blades, and the rivers turned into mist and even smaller water vapor in the mountains.

The two unexpected air currents that overflowed from Luo Tian and Yun Crack's body did not collide at all, so a strange scene appeared between the valleys.

An invisible but zài line divides the valley into two distinct images.