What she said was naturally that Ye Qing was compared with Emperor Lan, at this moment, in Di Lisi's heart, Emperor Lan had reached an unclimbable height, above the nine heavens, and only he was worthy of Aimi in this world. And Ye Qing, at best, is a little ant underground, not to mention Emperor Lan, even a person under Emperor Lan, who can crush him to death with his fingers.

Dilis said loudly, because the facts were in front of her, which gave her the confidence to convince her obsessed daughter, and the facts were the most favorable evidence and counterattack.

However, if she knew that her savior was the little ant, she would faint to death.

Aimi looked at everything in front of her, listening to her mother's words, she couldn't refute it for a while, she felt that everything was so pale, the so-called people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, and there are high masters outside the masters, but, no matter what, what lingers in her mind is Ye Qing's shadow.

It's a long story, but in fact, from the shadow drawing the sword, to the strange beast appearing and crashing into the shadow, and then to the dialogue between the women, it only takes more than two minutes.

Ye Qing saw the shadow move, his brows condensed, watching him walk towards the sword soul step by step, Ye Qing knew that the time for him to make a move had come, and he was about to divide the victory or defeat.

However, he did not act immediately.

Because of the serious overdraft, even after taking the Nine Aperture Immortal Pill, the number of times Ye Qing made his full efforts was definitely not more than five times, and these five shots were enough to deal with the Phantom Shadow, but against the Immortal Beast, I am afraid that he would not be able to do it, so he had to get the sword soul before he was exhausted, so that he could have a glimmer of life.

"I can't ask him to pull out the sword soul, it's a tyrannical thing. Let's prepare with both hands, no matter whether the immortal beast can successfully sacrifice the sword in the end, today, I, Ye Qing, will make a living sacrifice sword. ”

Ye Qing squinted his eyes and looked at the shadow, and saw him walking slowly, at this time he was only a dozen meters away from the sword soul.

He has long had a murderous heart for Phantom, knowing that this person is ruthless, murderous, and the assassination method is terrifying, if he doesn't kill this person, I don't know how many innocent people have been poisoned by him, and how many martial arts circles are panicked.

Ye Qing's right hand shot out one after another black light, changing intricately under his hand, in an instant, countless flat circles of black lines have been formed, large and small, layer by layer, layer by layer, just in an instant, there are seventy or eighty layers, in each layer, or runes are all over, or form a unique spell shape.

Ye Qing's Yin and Yang Heavenly Eyes, gold and silver eyes, flickered violently and at a high frequency, and a long string of symbols and unknown words flew over his eyes, as if he wanted to peek through the Heavenly Dao.

This is Ye Qing forming a formation with his thoughts, and after a few seconds, the overlapping formation under his right hand is dense and I don't know how many layers, and the black looks like a black round tower, condensed and heavy.

Ye Qing formed a formation with his thoughts, only consuming a small part of his own energy, and most of the other was derived from the sacrificial formation arranged by the ghost. At the same time that Ye Qing broke the curse for the women, he gathered the energy of the sacrificial formation, and at that time, Ye Qing gathered the energy of the formation, and he was quite surprised, and he also knew that the sacrificial formation was very wonderful, and it must have been carefully arranged in advance, and the phantom was only responsible for activation, thinking that Di Lisi, who could make the Danxian Hinayana approach, the formation must be good.

Ye Qing looked at the shadow slowly, "The overlapping formations of the three hundred and sixty-five layers are enough to call you this Danxian Hinayana Sacrificial Sword!"

Ye Qing stared closely at the shadow that was slowly walking towards the sword soul, and couldn't take his eyes off it. At the same time, a group of female cultivators in Canada did not blink their eyes, closely following the footsteps of the shadow, although they didn't know very well what the little sword floating in the air was, but just looking at the momentum of the little sword, they also knew that this thing was extraordinary. And as the shadow walked step by step, the qi of his body had been raised to the peak, which seemed to affect the magnetic field in this space, and every time he stepped on it, it was like stepping on the hearts of all the women, and the more he walked, the more amazing it became, step by step, they were frightened, as if they had been hit hard, several women with low cultivation, their pretty faces were as pale as paper, sweating, looking at the shadow was like watching a tower-like giant coming, and he couldn't breathe when he was pressed, and he felt suffocated.

Even Di Lisi, who is also a Danxian Hinayana person, looked at the shadow, she was careful not to move at will, her heart was beating normally, and she secretly exclaimed, "If I face this gentleman, I am afraid that if I take a face, I will be defeated, and I am lucky to be able to save my life, there are people outside the world!"

Among them, I am afraid that only Ye Qing, who is hidden directly above the women, is still as plain as water, his heart is as calm as the moon in the well, and he does not have the slightest wave, just watching him approach the sword soul step by step.

However, underneath the calm, there is an undercurrent.

Naturally, except for Ye Qing, there is another person who seems to be calmer and more determined than Ye Qing. He was expressionless, but he had everything under control, and he had no last resort. This person is naturally Emperor Lan standing in front of the mirror.

The corners of his mouth hooked a perfect arc, the smile he showed was flawless, his white teeth were exposed, and he whispered softly, "Come out, come out, let me see where you are sacred." As soon as you appear, I will uproot all your powers, and eradicate your relatives, lovers, and friends, one by one, and then I will make you experience hellish pain. ”

"Dare to do something in front of my Emperor Lan, you are the first and ...... The last one!"

His tone was extremely calm, but frighteningly calm.

At this moment, whether it is a lakeside villa or a sword pool, there is a tense and terrifying atmosphere, which can only be experienced by those who are immersed in the scene.

It's like a million heroes, facing each other in battle, and they want to kill a confrontation before they live or die.

"Huh, what's my uneasiness?"

Ai Mi in the sword cultivation pool was shocked, although she was stronger than other female cultivators, she was still a little out of breath, but at the same time as looking at the phantom, there was a sudden throbbing in her heart, her heart was fluttering, beating like a drum, and it was getting faster and faster, but she knew very well that it was not because of the phantom.

"This feeling is not right, I haven't felt this way for a long time, even when I was facing life and death, I didn't have it, the last time I felt this way, was ...... It was the night my father died!"

For no reason, Ye Qing's resolute face suddenly jumped out of Aimi's mind, and she was almost sure in an instant, it was because of Ye Qing, her heart suddenly tightened, she turned her head around in a panic, and her mouth couldn't help but read "Ye Qing, Ye Qing......"

But...... How could Ye Qing appear here?

There was no figure in the four corners at all, and the divine thoughts swept out, and it was also empty and fruitless, but although Aimi felt that Ye Qing could not appear here, she was always restless, and even she had no way to control it.

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