"You come out on your own, or let me beat you out!"

Yi Ming's ears were hot and wiped the saliva off his face, and he looked at the Queen Mother who was possessed by Ling Yun with an unhappy face.

"No need to say more, either you die or I die!"

"This son of the world is very sorry for his life, the one who died must be you!"

"Then you can try it"

The Queen Mother held the flute in both hands and put it to her mouth, the dress on her body was windless, her long hair was fluttering, and the whole black line was floating in the air, like a black cloud that suddenly hid in the house, and the black cloud slowly moved closer to Yi Ming and Nalan Feiyu, like a big mouth that opened its mouth to swallow people.

Yi Ming protected Nalan Feiyu behind him, and when the black line was about to come closer, countless golden lights appeared in front of him, and the golden light intertwined into a lantern shape to protect him and Nalan Feiyu inside.

Ling Yun saw that the black line couldn't get close to the lantern made of golden light, and her anger soared, she slowly stood on tiptoe, her long hair stood on end, and a trace of black qi came out from the tip of her hair and slowly turned into the appearance of a person.

"It seems that I underestimated you"

A pair of pale hands tore through the black mist of the human form, and a man dressed in black stepped into the air, his wearing a black hat, a veil on his face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, and a black flute in his hand.

When Ling Yun appeared, the Queen Mother fainted to the ground, her face was pale, and her brows were furrowed, as if she was suffering something.

The black lines in the room flowed backwards into Ling Yun's feet like water, he closed his eyes and looked like he was enjoying it, and when all the black lines disappeared, he slowly opened his dark pupils and looked at the sound of the golden lantern.

"I can feel that your strength is good, why don't you submit to us, don't worry, we will give you everything that person promised you, how about it?"

Ling Yun walked in front of the lantern, and as soon as his bloodless hand touched a little golden light, it immediately smoked and shed a layer of skin.

"I don't know what you're talking about, the only thing I know for sure is that I'm not going to be on the side of the united front with those who want to kill me!"

"You don't know anything, do you think they're making you do tasks for your own good?

"If you want to fight, you can fight, don't talk nonsense!"

Isn't it going to fight, what to do with grinding and chirping, don't you know if the villain dies from talking!

"Huh"

Yi Ming turned his head to look at Nalan Feiyu, "Stay inside and don't move, wait for me to clean him up and you will come out." ”

Nalan Feiyu said worriedly: "Well, you have to be careful. ”

Yi Ming looked at her with a worried look on her face, and said seriously: "I will, wait for me." ”

He stepped out of the lantern and strode forward with a golden sword in his hand.

Ling Yun clenched the flute in his hand: "Do you have to fight?"

Yi Ming took the sword and threw it on the ground, and a scratch of about two centimeters immediately appeared on the smooth ground.

"Hit"

"What a pity!"

Ling Yun sighed, but his movements did not sloppy towards Yi Ming.

Yi Ming swung the sword in his hand towards Ling Yun's body, and with each swing, the sword qi knocked the black qi on Ling Yun's body a little.

Ling Yun held the flute to block Yi Ming's attack, and a sharp small sharp knife appeared at one end of the flute, and when Yi Ming's long sword swung again, he grabbed the sword body with one hand and stabbed Yi Ming with the sharp knife with the other.

Yi Ming did a backflip, pulled out the sword that was held by Ling Yun, and flicked it back, and the sword qi shot straight into Ling Yun's chest.

Ling Yun dodged the attack and stepped forward, and the sharp tip of the knife stabbed at Yi Ming's vital point quickly and fiercely.

Yi Ming couldn't dodge, a shallow cut was made on his face, he flipped over with his strength, kicked Ling Yun more than ten meters away, and fell to the ground on his knees, the hem of his clothes behind him swayed slightly.

Compared to his previous body, the original owner's body was too useless, and he was out of breath and exhausted after a few strokes, which was unreliable!

Yi Ming stood up unsteadily, rudely wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stood in place gasping for breath.

"Damn, you ruined my Magic Flute"

Holding the black flute that was broken in two, Ling Yun looked at Yi Ming's eyes with black flames jumping.

He looked up to the sky and roared, and the exposed skin was suddenly covered with black lines, and the whole person was covered with black lines, like a black shadow, and the hair behind him spread out like a fan, and hooks like chicken feet grew on each tip.

Ling Yun's sharp eyes swept away, and a violent aura erupted from his body, and layers of black qi waves exploded around him, and wherever the qi waves passed, they were all flying ashes.

"Watch out for the future colt!"

The sword qi lantern was blown over by the black qi wave, and Nalan Feiyu fainted after shouting this sentence worriedly.

The sword in Yi Ming's hand emitted a faint golden light, and he slashed hard, forcing the black qi wave in front of him to be split and spread out on both sides, and he himself was shocked and slipped a few steps backwards, and a wisp of red liquid flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Without waiting for Yi Ming to stabilize his body, Ling Yun stepped forward quickly, kicked out, and the hooks on the tip of his hair attacked Yi Ming densely.

Yi Ming held the long sword across his chest to block Ling Yun's kicking foot, and Ling Yun's strength at this time was extremely huge, and Yi Ming's whole person was kicked more than ten meters away.

The iron hook on Ling Yun's hair chased after him, with his infinitely lengthened hair, like black water flowing horizontally.

Yi Ming half-knelt on the ground, spitting blood, he looked at the hook that was chasing him, and rolled on the spot to dodge the attack, the hook was deeply rooted in the place where he was kneeling before, and the back of his hand was accidentally hooked off a large piece of skin, revealing bright red flesh.

"It seems that you still have to use the ontology!"

Yi Ming's eyes closed and he fell to the ground, and a faint golden figure floated out of his body.

The golden figure twisted its neck in the air with outstretched hands.

"It's still so comfortable, these people's bodies are too weak!"

The hook that was tied to the ground was pulled out and retreated behind Ling Yun, he looked up at the figure in the air, and at this moment, he had a feeling of unease in his heart.

The golden figure's illusory five fingers grabbed, and the long sword held in his hand by the flesh on the ground flew into the air, and the sword body grew twice as long at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire sword body emitted a dazzling golden light.

The figure pointed a sword at Ling Yun on the ground.

"It's time to put an end to this"

The figure slashed with his sword, and the golden waves of qi slashed towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun wanted to hide, but the whole person seemed to be locked, and he couldn't move, so he could only stand in place with a frown.

As soon as the golden wave passed, it took away a cloud of black smoke, leaving only two severed black flutes standing in place.

"We'll see you again!"

The standing black flute came out with such a sentence, and it fell to the ground with a click, turning into flying smoke.

"See you, I'm not afraid of you!"

When the dust settled, the golden figure flickered a few times, slowly entering the flesh on the ground.

"Host, you just used the power of your body to be sensed by this Heavenly Dao, and you are about to be struck by lightning again!"