Ao Shuang knew that the reason why he had a feeling that he couldn't start in the face of Cheng Yanran was because he didn't know what level Cheng Yanran's current strength was, not to mention the evil spirit, at what level, or what level it could reach.

"Brush, brush, brush!" The jet-black scales were quickly thrown out by Ao Shuang, and the sword intent was small and all the way through Ao Shuang, even if the scales of the black scale devouring spirit python were used, there was no trace of stagnation.

The attack angle of the chains in Cheng Yanran's hand was indeed very tricky, and there was a bit of a surprise feeling, but Ao Shuang still resisted all these chains, but the evil aura was like a needle prick, stimulating the skin of his whole body, and the wind gusted.

"Bang Bang!" the sound of the scales shattering came from all directions, and with the collision of scales and chains, the breath would always ripple out of the cave, shaking cracks in the ground and walls.

At this time, Aoshuang's spirit was highly concentrated, and the soul power quietly permeated the cave, according to the subtle tremor of the soul power, trying to distinguish and test the strength of Cheng Yanran's attack, but helplessly found that the soul power that was pervasive on weekdays could not do anything in the face of that evil spirit.

"It's so strong......" In the collision, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ao Shuang's mouth, and his face became a little pale.

Cheng Yanran's terrifying strength has brought endless oppression to Ao Shuang, fortunately, she has just broken the seal and come out, and all aspects of Liliang have not yet been fully deployed, and the magic bead is still absorbing evil qi, which is equivalent to weakening Cheng Yanran's strength.

Otherwise, Ao Shuang not only has no way to start, but it can even be said that he doesn't even have any chance to escape.

But even so, in the collision with Cheng Yanran, Ao Shuang was also forced to retreat constantly, and the hundreds of scales of the black-scaled devouring spirit python in his hand had already been used for most of it, but Cheng Yanran's offensive became more and more ferocious, and he asked for his life.

In an instant, the ferocious evil qi actually penetrated the air, and instantly appeared in front of Ao Shuang, who was maintaining a distance of dozens of zhang from Cheng Yanran, and the blood-red evil qi turned into a crimson long sword, slashing down fiercely.

Seeing this crimson long sword, Ao Shuang couldn't help but think of Cheng Yanran's Tuluo Slashing Holy Sword, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart, and the nearly 100 scales left in his hand were thrown out without hesitation, and his hands were crossed in front of him, trying his best to resist.

"Bang!" The huge liliang shook Ao Shuang's arms numb, you must know that he has now completed the initial transformation of the demon bone, and the strength of his flesh is already quite strong, but under this force, he was violently blasted out and smashed into the hard rock wall.

"Poof!" "Poof!" A big mouthful of fresh ~ blood spit out from Ao Shuang's mouth, his face was pale and bloodless, and his body seemed to fall apart, but now was not the time to stop, he pulled his body out of the rock wall and hurriedly swept aside.

"Bang!" And at the moment when Ao Shuang flashed away, four or five chains burst out fiercely, and shot deep into the rock wall under the action of inertia, and holes several meters wide suddenly appeared.

The strong wind howled, and the heavy chains formed a huge sound of breaking the air in the air, like a muffled thunder exploding in the clouds, making a roaring sound appear in Ao Shuang's mind, and it was unspeakably miserable.

And in the series of collisions just now, Ao Shuang finally figured out part of Cheng Yanran's strength.

The flesh body liliang is definitely at the level of the peak venerable, and with the evil qi, even the low-level spirit saint has the power to fight, such a strong evil spirit corpse is not at all able to fight against it with my current realm and physical strength liliang......

According to rumors, Cheng Shan's natal servant corpse is also Cheng Yanran's evil spirit corpse, which was the existence of the peak saint rank at its peak, and now it has reached the realm of the peak venerable, also because it has been suspended for thousands of years, and the fierce evil qi has also weakened a lot.

His face turned pale, and Ao Shuang felt that the evil qi was destroying his body functions all the time, the demon bone was first formed and a variety of body refining Xiaocheng, but he couldn't cause any resistance to this evil qi, it was really terrifying, facing the existence of Cheng Yanran, if he was an ordinary person, he would have been scared of his heart and gall, but he had experienced all kinds of tempering, and he had stepped on a variety of traps, and he knew that the more time like this, the more he couldn't mess up, otherwise the consequences would be absolutely immeasurable.

"Now...... That's all there is left...... "With a solemn expression, Ao Shuang tried his best to calm his mind.

To put it bluntly, whether it is Chi Mangjin or Long Ao Battle Pattern, it is meaningless at this time, even if Ao Shuang sacrifices a strong move, he is not Cheng Yanran's opponent, because in almost all aspects, Ao Shuang is much weaker than her.

Ao Shuang had to give a high evaluation of Cheng Yanran's strength, I am afraid that even if Motian and Molong are here, they may not be able to win the battle, because they are also weak, but the evil qi in the former's body is invincible.

"Whew!" slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, stood up proudly, the palm of his right hand was slightly open, the blue light flashed, and the handprint-type imprint on the palm began to rotate slowly without Cheng Yanran noticing......

"Devouring with desolation, turning ...... cage with handprints" The corners of his lips moved slightly, and a desolate breath escaped from the handprint-shaped imprint in the palm of his proud palm, and gradually rose into the air, coming to the top of Cheng Yanran.

At this time, Cheng Yanran seemed to feel something, the face of the country and the city crossed a trace of surprise, the willow leaves frowned slightly, and the heavy chains in their hands were also swaying in the air, like a dragon with a high head, entrenched around its body.

After the collision just now, Ao Shuang was already seriously injured at this time, but he was not the kind of gentleman, let alone the kind of person who retreated when encountering difficulties and dangers, in his opinion, the more so, the more interesting.

In the moment of life and death, it can often inspire the most remarkable and amazing liliang in a person's body.

At this time, Ao Shuang moved, as if the fierce beast that had been silent for ten thousand years suddenly woke up, and a thick dark green breath burst out of his body, and the source of that breath was the desolate hand of the spiritual method that Ao Shuang comprehended, and at the end, it was above Cheng Yanran's head.

The left arm suddenly exerted force and slammed it on her right hand, and the right hand was trembling slightly, dancing quickly, that strange posture made Cheng Yanran become a little quieter, perhaps, she had never seen such a magical spiritual method.

The desolate hand is the spiritual method created by Ao Shuang himself, not to mention that he survived the Nine Dragons Destroying Heaven Tribulation, this is the first time he has used it in actual combat, and he is quite looking forward to his own spiritual method, not to mention Ao Shuang, it is a lie.

At this time, Ao Shuang's arm not only trembled, but even his body took a step back unnaturally, because in the collision just now, most of his body functions had been destroyed by Cheng Yanran, and it was naturally extremely difficult to urge the desolate hand under serious injury.

In fact, even if Ao Shuang didn't use the Spirit Desolation Hand, he wouldn't be able to last long, but Ao Shuang didn't dare to delay, the longer the time, the more strength Cheng Yanran recovered, and the speed would get faster and faster.

And as Ao Shuang's right hand began to dance rapidly, the rotation speed of the handprint mark in the palm of the palm became faster and faster, and the green mangs in the cave became more and more prosperous, vaguely, as if showing a fierce and incomparably fierce aura in Cheng Yanran's body, and the momentum of resistance.

This momentum was enough to shock Cheng Yanran, as a demon corpse, she had her own spiritual wisdom and memory, in her previous experience, even in the body of a saint-level powerhouse, she had never seen such a powerful aura!

All this is because the arrogant spiritual method has a tendency that only belongs to his own martial will, and the martial will is often an ethereal existence, basically every powerful martial artist has his own martial art.

As soon as the green mangs appeared, the evil qi in his body was actually expelled a little, which also made Ao Shuang breathe a sigh of relief, but for him, who was already seriously injured at this time, it was just a rain that was too small to be small in the hot summer weather, which was better than nothing.

As if remembering something, Ao Shuang immediately said to the blood-red figure: "Cheng Yanran, I know your past and your experience, I have to say, I admire you from the bottom of my heart, but the agreement with the Demon Heaven predecessors is first, so I forgive you for being rude......"

These words are by no means arrogant and hypocritical words.

If it weren't for the fact that he promised Motian to find the strongest servant corpse for him, maybe after Ao Shuang saw Cheng Yanran's experience, he would have turned around and left without breaking the seal for him, so that she would not suffer from the torture of the seal.

"The world is ignorant, don't try to break my will!" Cheng Yanran's wisdom and thinking are not much better than those of Ao Shuang, her face did not change in the slightest, and she looked at Ao Shuang and said softly.

Ao Shuang's eyes froze, and after looking at Cheng Yanran and smiling bitterly, he shook his head and didn't speak again.

If in an ordinary battle, Ao Shuang may grasp some of the opponent's weaknesses and play psychological warfare with him, weakening the opponent's strength in all aspects and destroying his state of mind, but in the face of Cheng Yanran, who can be called a heroine, he will not do that.

And in terms of Yi Lingxin's mind, Ao Shuang is not sure that he can have any impact on it.

In fact, in this battle, he has prepared for the worst.

Soul Scattered!

Even if he reaches the level of a saint-level world-class powerhouse, I am afraid that there is no guarantee that Cheng Yanran will be taken down, not to mention the arrogance of the peak spirit master realm, the strong methods of the past are useless, and the mind of the demon is useless.

"A generation of Tianjiao Fengchu, slashing the dragon, taking the tiger, today I am proud to fight with you, even if I lose, I will not be humiliated!"