"You're not dead yet, how can I die again?!"

Zi Yan sneered, "Duan Lingtian, it seems that there is really a narrow road between you and me, and we can meet here...... Today, I, Purple Death, will settle all the past grievances with you!"

"I, Zi Yan, will let you die today without a place to be buried!"

Speaking of which, Zi Yan's face was full of confidence, and his eyes burst with murderous intent. The initial letter of the new domain name of this site is small (), the largest free romance Chinese site, hurry up.

In this instant, he seemed to have turned into a bloodthirsty beast, ready to burst into Duan Ling Tian at any moment.

No place to die?

Zi Yan's words full of confidence made Duan Ling Tian couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't know where Zi Yan got so much confidence.

It wasn't until his spiritual power extended that he got the answer he wanted.

"Turning into a virtual realm...... This Purple Death has actually broken through to the 'Transformation of the Void Realm'?!"

After detecting Zi Yan's cultivation, Duan Ling Tian couldn't help but gasp, and his eyes revealed a little imperceptible horror.

Zi Yan's cultivation, he knows.

On that day, when he first entered the 'Martial Emperor's Vault', although Zi Yan showed good strength, he mainly relied on two 'Void Artistic Conceptions'.

A body of cultivation, only the 'Cave Void Realm Sevenfold'.

How long has it been since Zi Yan crossed the three levels and broke through to the 'Void Realm One Heavy' in one fell swoop?

"That's not right!"

Just when Duan Lingtian felt inexplicably shocked, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he immediately thought of the 'reason' why he had found this place.

"This purple corpse is hidden in such a small hole in the middle of nowhere...... He's cultivating in it?"

"In such a short period of time, he crossed three levels one after another, and broke through to the 'Turning Void Realm One Heavy' in one fell swoop! Could it be that he got the 'Three-Color Fruit'?"

Thinking of this, Duan Ling Tian's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

It can't really be that coincidental, right?

At this time, Duan Ling Tian couldn't help but recall that in the damp cave where he found the 'Tricolor Tree', the scars on the two corpses were from the same person's hand.

The person who shot it used weapons such as guns and spears!

And the purple corpse uses a 'gun'.

"It seems that it is really such a coincidence...... Not only is the road between me and this purple martyr narrow, but even the things I have been looking for for more than ten days are all on him. ”

Thinking of this, Duan Ling Tian looked at Zi Yan's gaze and became a little colder.

"I want to die without a place to be buried, let me come, and I will let you know that I can let you flee in the wilderness that day, and I can kill you today. ”

Duan Ling Tian sneered in response to Zi Yan's provocation, his face full of disdain. (Baidu search update is the fastest and most stable)

"Haha...... Duan Lingtian, do you really think that I am still the same me I used to be?"

Seeing the disdain on Duan Lingtian's face, Zi Yan couldn't help laughing, his laughter was rampant, and when he said that, there was a bit more violence in his tone.

"Today, let me send you on your way! You Duan Lingtian, reincarnate in the next life, remember well, don't provoke me again!"

Zi Yan opened his mouth sharply, and as soon as the words fell, there was an extra seven-foot spear in his hand, which was his 'second-grade spirit spear'.

As soon as the second-grade spirit spear appeared, it was entangled by a milky white yuan force, and the yuan force quickly merged with the 'artistic conception of fire', turning into a vast flame, like a fire dragon swimming around the body of the gun.

Soon, the 'Artistic Conception of the Wind' turned into a gang wind poured into the fire dragon, causing the fire dragon to skyrocket, exuding an even more powerful aura.

Fire borrows the wind!

Wow!

Above the void, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, and the vision of heaven and earth appeared, and finally converged into more than a thousand and fifty ancient horned dragon phantoms, winding and falling, with momentum like a rainbow.

At the beginning, when Zi Yan cultivated to the 'Cave Void Realm Sevenfold'.

He relied on the means of 'Triple High-Order Wind Artistic Conception', 'One-Tier High-Order Fire Artistic Conception', and 'Fire Borrowing Wind Momentum', combined with the second-grade spirit spear, to unleash the power of eight hundred and seventy-six ancient horned dragons.

Now, his cultivation has broken through to the 'Void Realm', and his Yuan Force has exploded, which is comparable to the power of two hundred ancient horned dragons.

Compared to the strength of the 'Cave Void Realm Sevenfold', it has the power of a hundred ancient horned dragons.

Coupled with the 'seven-to-eight' amplification power of the second-grade spirit spear, there was a total of one hundred and seventy-eight more ancient horned dragons than at the beginning.

Because of this, the Purple Death, who had cultivated to break through to the 'Void Realm', now attacked with all his might, comparable to the power of more than a thousand and fifty ancient horned dragons!

Holding the second-grade spirit spear in his hand, Zi Yan's face was full of confidence.

In his opinion, Duan Ling Tian attacked with all his strength that day, but it was comparable to the strength of a thousand ancient horned dragons, which was completely inferior to the strength of more than fifty ancient horned dragons that he was now.

If he wants to kill Duan Ling Tian, it's easy!

"Duan Lingtian, die!"

Zi Yan's eyes were cold, and his face was full of killing intent, and at the same time, he burst into a shout, and the second-grade spirit spear wrapped with the power of wind and fire in his hand shook suddenly, and stabbed at Duan Ling Tian.

Sou!

As the purple corpse swept out, the second-grade spirit spear shook, and the overwhelming spear was like a meteor shower, and the target was directly aimed at Duan Lingtian's location.

"You're not the same person you used to be...... Do you think I'm still the same person I used to be?"

In the face of the overwhelming sweeping guns, Duan Lingtian's face remained unchanged, and he spoke lightly, and Taishan collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

"Trick up!"

Seeing that Duan Ling Tian did not have the slightest fear in the face of the blow that contained the power of more than a thousand and fifty ancient horned dragons, the fierce light in his eyes flashed, and the power on the second-grade spirit spear in his hand skyrocketed a few points.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

......

The wind and fire guns in the sky seemed to be raining, completely enveloping Duan Lingtian, obviously wanting to completely kill Duan Lingtian.

"Whether it's a trick or not, you'll find out soon!"

The corners of Duan Ling Tian's mouth were teasing, and between raising his hand, there was an extra sword in his hand, a sword that faintly exuded an aura of destruction, a quasi-emperor spirit sword.

At the moment when the Quasi-Emperor Grade Spirit Sword appeared, the Yuan Force on Duan Ling Tian's body surged, and then it turned into a purple thunderbolt and an earthy yellow power entwined by the cyan wind, completely integrating into the Quasi-Emperor Grade Spirit Sword.

Airplanes!

In an instant, the sword light on the quasi-emperor spirit sword rose sharply, and there was a crisp sound of sword roar.

At the same time, the power of heaven and earth above the void above Duan Ling Tian's head was turbulent, and he began to brew and condense the vision of heaven and earth.

Before the vision of heaven and earth could be completely condensed, the overwhelming spear attack of the Purple Soul had already arrived, and it fell on Duan Ling Tian's head, menacing.

Wherever the guns passed, in addition to triggering bursts of piercing wind whistles, countless rolling waves of air were also set off, causing the cave to be filled with strong winds and dust.

The wind gushed out, blowing the purple clothes on Duan Lingtian's body, making him even more personable.

In the face of the invading wind, Duan Lingtian's face remained unchanged.

His gaze was fixed on the overwhelming guns that fell on him.

At this moment, in the world in his eyes, it seems that only these guns are left.

"Die!"

Seeing that Duan Ling Tian was shrouded in gunfire in the sky and was about to be bombarded, a wanton smile appeared on Zi Yan's face, and he burst into tears of excitement, and the power on the second-grade spirit spear in his hand continued to gush out!

It's just that the next moment, the smile on his face was completely frozen.

He clearly saw that in the face of the spears in the sky that he unleashed, Duan Lingtian moved, just a sword swept out like lightning, and where the sword passed, the spears were all shattered.

"Can't!!"

Seeing this scene, Zi Yan hurriedly shook his head, unwilling to believe that everything in front of him was true.

When he inadvertently saw the 1,200 Ancient Horned Dragon Phantoms that had been completely condensed above the void above Duan Ling Tian's head.

He was stunned, completely stunned.

He never expected that in such a short period of time, Duan Ling Tian's improvement would be greater than his!

The strength that Duan Ling Tian was showing now was two hundred more ancient horned dragons than the last time, which was far beyond his progress.

Of course, Zi Yan didn't know that Duan Ling Tian was still having some reservations about the power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons now being wielded.

Otherwise, once he uses the 'power of the earth' with the artistic conception of the earth, he can also add the power of another fifty ancient horned dragons, which is equivalent to half the power of the 'artistic conception of the earth' that he has now.

Shout!

Duan Ling Tian swept out with a sword, and without using any martial arts, he easily smashed the spears that fell all over him one by one, just like playing.

In the face of absolute power, no matter how clever the martial arts are, they can't play any role!

At this moment, the power contained in Duan Ling Tian's sword was completely stronger than the strength of more than one hundred and forty ancient horned dragons.

In between, they are not at the same level at all.

"Purple Death!"

After extinguishing the spears in the sky, the quasi-emperor spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian's hand continued unabated, and he quickly swept towards the Purple Corpse, still not using any martial arts.

Shout!

A sword came from the west, containing the power of 1,200 ancient horned dragons, causing the air currents to sweep, setting off bursts of piercing air explosions, and waves of air and wind swept away.

Sou!

Facing Duan Lingtian's sword, Zi Yan didn't dare to slack off, and greeted him with a gun with a solemn face.

The power of the spear and the power of the fire skyrocketed, and the spear swept out, like a divine dragon opening its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow the sword in Duan Ling Tian's hand.

Boom!

Finally, the sword in Duan Ling Tian's hand and the gun in Zi Yan's hand collided, and the two fearful forces collided together, making a loud sound of fear.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

......

Bursts of thunderous air explosions rang out, setting off rolling waves of air, causing a violent wind to sweep out in all directions, wreaking havoc on the entire cavern, without exception.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

......

Zi Yan's face was extremely pale, his body trembled suddenly, and countless cracks spread out around the place where he had landed, as if turning into a hideous spider web.

On the other hand, Duan Lingtian stepped on the air, his face was calm, and he casually pressed the quasi-emperor spirit sword in his hand against the tip of the second-grade spirit spear in Zi Yan's hand.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, Duan Ling Tian let out a loud shout, and the power on the quasi-emperor spirit sword in his hand instantly skyrocketed, pouring out like a wither, drowning the entire person of Zi Yan.

Rumble!

The next moment, the Purple Dead Company flew out with a gun and slammed into the cave wall on one side.

After landing, he supported the ground with the spirit spear in his hand, and he barely stood firm