The key to this battle depends on whether Ye Ning can defeat the alliance of Yun Yan and Yun Daozheng.

Yun Yan first took Ye Ning's carefully prepared prayer post, and her qi and blood fluctuated; then she fought hard with Ye Ning for a long time, and her spiritual power consumed a lot; most importantly, she consumed a lot of essence blood in order to awaken the four living fossils; at this time, her strength was less than two-thirds of what she was in her heyday, and it was difficult to threaten Ye Ning. However, she was holding the best holy weapon Cuiwei Bow in her hand, and it was even more difficult for Ye Ning to kill her.

Therefore, as soon as Ye Ning made a move, he aimed all his strength at Yun Dao Zheng!

Under the cover of the sky-covering palm, Ye Ning actually blocked Yun Daozheng's way with this palm, and the skeleton had to fall down little by little; seeing that there was no way to retreat, Yun Daozheng stretched out a skeleton arm, and the five finger bones held a golden bell tightly, shaking it gently. The sound of the bell was inaudible, but it was extremely clear, like a sharp sword piercing Ye Ning's brain!

"Not good!" Ye Ning secretly screamed, looking at this old immortal skeleton really had some means.

For this kind of sound attack method, Ye Ning is not afraid. What magic weapon can be compared to Lu Huang Shenzhong? The so-called Hong Zhong Da Lu has the mysterious power to educate the heavens and the earth, and using sound attack methods in front of it is nothing more than an axe from the class. Ye Ning flicked his fingers in unison, and the bell rang through the sky! The golden bell did not support to ten breaths, and in this brilliant loud sound, cracks appeared, and the sound became hoarse.

Yun Dao Zheng snorted coldly, simply took back the bell, and the nails of his ten fingers suddenly became longer, several feet long, and grabbed Ye Ning.

At this moment, Yunyan's Cuiwei Bow was also powerful, and a silver-white arrow shot towards Ye Ning's chest.

The attack of the best holy weapon could never be hard-connected, Ye Ning mobilized the Heaven Covering Palm, grabbed it lightly, and pinched the arrow light tightly. The silver-white arrow light was like a snake that had been caught seven inches, constantly writhing in the air.

However, no matter how ghostly Ye Ning's body was, while resisting the attack of the best holy weapon, he finally couldn't completely avoid Yun Dao Zheng's ten fingernails! The tail finger cut through his waist, and he actually cut a small three-inch-long opening, and blood gushed out.

Ye Ning's face changed greatly, and his wound was itching, it was actually poisonous!

He didn't dare to be careless, and swung the nine million nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand crystal spiritual power to the extreme, and the Heaven Covering Palm constantly resisted the attacks of Yun Yan, while the Feng Shen Pen drew characters one by one, wrapping Yun Dao Zheng layer by layer.

Yun Daozheng's nails don't know how they were made, and none of them were comparable to high-grade holy weapons, grabbing the characters one by one! His withered yellow head was completely draped, and his mouth was full of laughter, like a devil who had come out of hell!

Ye Ning regretted it, he knew that this was the case, he should have completely refined the Great Sun Treasure Jian and then come to seek revenge. This kind of monster that is not dead or alive is most afraid of pure masculine magic weapons like the Great Sun Treasure Jian. Helpless, he could only retreat step by step under the joint efforts of Yun Daozheng and Yun Yan.

The battlefield of the three of them is constantly changing, and wherever they go, whether they are friends or enemies, they all retreat three feet, so as not to be affected.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot out of nowhere fell on Yun Daozheng's turquoise nails. Unexpectedly, he was born, and a puff of green smoke rose from his nails, and he was actually cut in half by the thunder light! Yun Dao Zheng retreated sharply, as if he was very afraid.

Ye Ning's eyes were sharp, and it had already been accidentally fanned by Xu Ming's flying feather fan.

He was overjoyed in his heart, and with a one-handed move, the flying feather fan fell into his hand. Huge spiritual power was injected into it, and suddenly the flying feather fan volleyed into the air, surrounded by gusts of wind, and even more miserable white flames burned wantonly, like small peach blossoms;

(End of chapter)