Chapter Thirty-Eight: Chestnut in the Fire

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Leng Jue drank clearly, and then the Dao Dao sword qi shuttled quickly in the void like a meteor shower, heading straight for Ye Lingxiao.

"Tianmu Rotation Gong...... It's a fool to fight with you!"

Ye Lingxiao instantly opened the Yin Tang Mysterious Aperture, and the space around his mind was sharply distorted, and while delaying the opponent's attack, he swept up and flashed behind a short, fat, red-faced monk of the Tianluo Sect not far away, swinging his sword straight into the back of the man's heart.

"Poof......

Because the Tianmu Rotation Gong has both the characteristics of expanding and compressing space, at this moment, Ye Lingxiao's body method is more ghostly than before, and he is like a god, the man was caught off guard and died suddenly, and the storage bag was swallowed into the Nine Palace Jade Yu Diagram.

This blow was planned by Ye Lingxiao a long time ago, although he thought that his current strength was enough to compete with Leng Jue, but he didn't want to kill each other seriously, but instead wanted to use his power to muddy the water to fish in troubled water.

Speaking of which, this is also a helpless move, because the Jade Spirit Sect has been destroyed for tens of billions of years, and it has long been forgotten by the world in the land of Immortal Gu, and playing the banner of rejuvenation will not have the slightest appeal at all, and it will only attract the joint suppression of all parties to be nipped in the bud.

As for the current descendants of the Jade Spirit Sect, they are divided into two worlds, spirit and demon, which are incompatible with each other, and they can't provide much help at all, not to mention, it's good not to rob their own supreme technique, and it is not appropriate to report too many illusions about it.

The only feasible thing now is to become as strong as possible, subdue a group of his own cronies, and regain the dominance of Zhao to consolidate the foundation.

After all, looking at the past and present, there is no force that can do anything without its own basic market.

The current self is ostensibly the emperor, but in fact it is not much different from calling Huazi, and if you want to succeed, you must firmly grasp the banner of Yuanyu Wuji Palace.

For the current self, this force is like Liu Futong and Han Lin'er, and you have to pay tribute and guard against it.

For the time being, only the alliance of the spirit, element, and demon worlds can possibly resist the alliance of the Xuan, Hades, Demons, and Shura, and the rational move is to act as a matchmaker for the middleman, and must not openly fall out and destroy the future.

Obviously, the cold and absolute evil in front of him can't see through this, and he doesn't believe in his own ability, since it is destined to be a chicken and a duck, it is better to borrow a knife to kill people and accumulate a little capital.

"Hmph, play tricks, look for death!"

Leng Jue was shocked, and the slightest cyclone in his hands gathered into a five-foot long sword that emitted blue, green, and purple colors, and swept up like a dragon and a phoenix, with wind and thunder, with lightning, and hit Ye Lingxiao with an unstoppable edge.

"In the psychic realm, the unity of man and sword is really powerful...... Go back to the world!"

Ye Lingxiao's heart was shocked, and he flashed behind a tall and thin male cultivator outside.

"Damn, the two of us intercepted Leng Juexi, you two killed the one surnamed Ye!"

In terms of cultivation alone, whether it is Jochi or Fakong, it is a level of the psychic realm, and it is not under the cold, but no one wants to fight with it, lose strength, and cheapen the other parties for nothing, but in an instant, the six of them have broken two, and Jochi can no longer retreat, so he has to fight with the beautiful and graceful blue-clothed female cultivator on one side.

"It's really stupid to beat our idea!"

"Returning to the Wind Spiritual Light Slash!"

At the same time, at the moment when Ye Lingxiao swept towards the male cultivator, the latter glanced at the woman in white who was as graceful as a snow lotus on the top of the mountain, and attacked in unison.

Before the sword arrives, the murderous spirit comes first.

Fierce, flexible, scorching, cold, two diametrically opposed and intriguing breaths, converged into a terrifying killing intent, and thunder swept in.

"Such a sharp and ruthless swordsmanship, this should be the famous black and white double evil of the Tianluo Sect, I don't know if that guy can stop it?"

Seeing this, Ling Yue couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Hey, it's not a relative, you ghost elf won't really want to help him, is it worth it to offend so many people for no reason?"

Xi Shi Dai frowned, and used the immortal cultivation group system to send a message to Lingyue.

"I don't know, but this Dao woman is here for the weak!"

Lingyue responded very entangledly, and immediately sent a message to Fan Lidao:

"Hey, aren't you always the most resourceful, get an idea. ”

"Stand still and wait and see!"

Fan Li did not hesitate to respond with eight characters.

"Hmph, I thought it was such a brilliant idea, hey, it seems that the other two ways also mean the same!"

Ling Yue pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, but when he saw that Fakong and Yanhe Ancestor were all waiting for each other, they were silent.

"Don't you wait for work, don't think about it, it's the right drama below!"

"The sword is out of the Netherworld, and the seven kills it!"

The snipe and the clam competed, and Ye Lingxiao was not interested in such a stupid thing as a fisherman's profit, and instantly the spiritual power and the true yuan qi merged into soul energy, making himself weak, and the whole person flew out in the direction of the combined attack of a man and a woman.

His person was as light as the wind, as ethereal as the fog, as if he was sent out by the air flow brought up by the opponent, and he was reluctant to use a little more strength, and after he got the promise, he slashed towards the Yanhe Ancestor with a fierce concentration.

The flame of the other party is what he desperately needs.

"Hmph, it's really unwise to provoke a big enemy again!"

Seeing Ye Lingxiao selling his back to himself, of course the black and white swords refused to let go, and the black and dazzling sword blade revealed a chill that was deep and deep, with a monstrous killing intent that seemed to come from the cold ice hell, and slashed away.

"The Supreme Technique Imprint is fixed on the head!"

The female cultivator's mind flickered, the long sword carried the Dao Beacon Flame, and the rainbow flew and slashed Ye Lingxiao's neck.

"It's beautiful to think, but it's just a wedding dress for the deity in vain, Soul Devouring Spirit Wave!"

"Hee-hee....... Woooooooo

Yanhe Ancestor glanced at the black and white, the corners of his mouth swayed a sneering arc, and instantly let out a burst of laughter and crying, and the sound wave like a howl of a ghost sent out a sound wave that ran straight through Ye Lingxiao's mind!

"Messing with the three masters at the same time, what tricks is this guy playing?"

Two Kaiyuan Ninefold Peaks, one psychic and one heavy, seeing that Ye Lingxiao was actually fighting with the three behemoths at the same time with the mere Kaiyuan Five-fold Cultivation, Fan Li, Fakong and others were puzzled at the same time, and they were all ready to go.

"Hmph, space spins!"

Ye Lingxiao himself was full of confidence, the Yin Tang Mystery was fully opened in an instant, and the surrounding space suddenly distorted, and Yu Yuan dived over, rising several feet.

"Bad ......"

found that Ye Lingxiao disappeared in an instant, and his own family turned to the ancestor of Shangyanhe, and his face changed drastically in black and white.

"Back to the sky...... How is that possible!"

Yanhe Ancestor retreated like lightning, but when he saw Ye Lingxiao's shadow turning into six paths, and the long sword was sprinkled from above his head like a rock, his face also changed greatly.

"Can't let the strange fire fall into his hands!"

Fakong was shocked when he saw this, and attacked it like a lightning bolt.

"Hey...... It's none of your business!"

The moment Lingyue and Fan Li and the others swept up, they were blocked by the two monks and three nuns who accompanied Fakong!