You can take out the dragon scale sword from the space ring, and say: "This is the key you want, you go up together, win me, then it will be yours, if you lose, your life will be left!"

As soon as the words fell, the huge scythe in the hand of the Death Phantom behind him waved, and the rich aura of death came overwhelmingly.

At the same time, many ancient martial artists and qi practitioners hidden in the shadows were shocked and inexplicable.

Liu Yun stood at the end of a tree, looking at what happened to Ling Yue.

"It seems that I am worried about the sky, Yue'er does not need help!"

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "When he was in the Ancient Martial Land, I looked at him, and the remnant soul of the Demon Emperor couldn't help him, and a few qi practitioners just came to deliver food." ”

Liu Yun looked into a shadow, her eyes narrowing slightly, where she felt several familiar spiritual power fluctuations.

"Did they still make a move?" Liu Yun said indifferently.

"Hehe, I don't understand, what's in the way of a child for them?!" Ling Xiao sneered and said.

"It's in the way of their face!" Liu Yun said indifferently.

Ling Xiao didn't say anything more, but looked in Ling Yue's direction.

The huge Grim Reaper Phantom kept wielding the huge scythe, and wherever the scythe passed, the void was sliced, leaving fragments of space in its wake.

Several figures dodged the cutting of the giant scythe like flies.

And as the huge scythe continued destruction of space, more and more void cracks were caused, and a large amount of air flow surged towards the cracks, forming a powerful suction.

Qi cultivators in the Tribulation Period have already experienced a small Heavenly Tribulation, so their physical strength is particularly strong, and they can stay in the void for a short time.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The huge scythe swung and the afterimage of the scythe in the sky formed a huge vacuum area.

Ling Yue raised the dragon scale sword, and a silver-white dragon swirled around the sword, and bursts of dragon groans came out from the blade.

"Space Slash!"

The long sword in Ling Yue's hand fell, and the Death Phantom behind him also swung its scythe, combining it with the long sword.

In an instant, the death aura reached its peak, and the rich death aura permeated, and the lives within a kilometer around it withered at this time.

Swish!

The huge scythe slashed through the void, and several dodging Tribulation Period Qi Practitioners raised their heads suddenly, watching the huge scythe fall, their eyes full of horror.

From the battle to the present, in just a dozen seconds, their strongest means and spells have been cast, but they can't help Ling Yue.

They fled, seeking an opportunity to escape.

Ling Yue and they can't be killed, and it's good to be able to escape now.

But the moment the huge scythe fell, they felt that the world was gray, and a pair of eyes were empty.

Death and life go hand in hand, and now the little vitality they have left is constantly being consumed by the breath of death, and they are almost exhausted.

In the realm of death condensed by the way of death, the master of the path of death is immortal, unless there is a strong force enough to break through the area formed by the dead.

But these people obviously don't have that kind of strength!

A huge scythe slashed, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be split in two by a gray line, turning into two halves.

The battle had ended since then, and the Grim Reaper phantom behind Ling Yue gradually became illusory until it disappeared.

Ling Yue looked at the four Tribulation Stage Qi Cultivators who had no breath of life, and with a wave of his hand, the devouring power moved, forming a black hole and devouring them.

After doing this, Ling Yue looked at the qi practitioners who were watching the excitement and said, "Does anyone else want the key?"

Boom!

No one spoke, just the sound of swallowing saliva.

This gray-long young man was able to kill the Qi Cultivators of the Tribulation Period, who would dare to go up and touch this brow at this time?

And they saw it, Ling Yue seemed to be unkillable, and the attack methods of those old monsters in the Tribulation Period fell on Ling Yue, as if a mud cow had entered the sea, and it had set off some kind of storm at all.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, and there are only a few people who can understand this battle.

The moment the rules of death moved and condensed the phantom of death, they had already lost.

People who cultivate the way of death are the most difficult to kill, in their realm of death, they are almost invincible, and even the most serious injuries can be recovered through the breath of death.

Ling Yue looked at the sky and frowned!

"Hehe, can this be present?" Mo Xianyu stood on an abandoned planet, looked at the bronze mirror in his hand, and smiled in surprise.

"The way of death, the way of space, the way of time, the way of devouring, the four eternal ways, it seems that you must die!"

Mo Xianyu smiled, killing intent surging in her eyes, but the next moment, her brows furrowed, clutching her chest, panting, and her expression was extremely painful.

"Didn't I let you see your little junior brother? Aren't you reconciled? Isn't it good to return obediently? What are you clinging to?" Mo Xianyu shouted angrily at his chest.

"I won't let you hurt my little junior brother!" Mo Xianyu's heart sounded with a weak, but resolute voice.

"You're dead, what else can you do?" Mo Xianyu, now or the Demon Venerable, said sharply.

"Don't force me, I'm you, you're me, I know how to kill you!" Mo Xianyu said.

"You're too weak, your threats are useless to me!" said the Demon Venerable.

As soon as Demon Venerable's words fell, an identical figure appeared behind him, and a purple long sword was placed on Mozun's shoulder.

"Then add me!"

Demon Venerable turned around and looked at Lin Yi, who was exactly the same as himself, a smile appeared on his beautiful face, and said, "Plus you are not enough! Your current level is equivalent to a true god, what can you do?"

Lin Yi's eyes were cold, without the slightest emotion.

"You can try, but you must be the one who regrets it then!"

Demon Venerable looked at Ling Yue's frowning appearance in the reincarnation mirror, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

When she was Mo Xianyu, Ling Yue's gentleness towards her kept flashing through her mind.

"Senior sister, this is the Soul Refining Pill, which can condense divine consciousness, you can eat it!"

"Senior sister, your cultivation is too weak, you can take this copy of "Aohan Nine Phoenix Decision"!"

"Senior sister, the kitchen fumes are too heavy, your injuries are not healed, your vitality has not recovered, just go and rest, what do you want to eat, junior brother will cook it for you!"

......

Demon Venerable looked at the reincarnation mirror, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of my plan, he must die! Even the two of you can't stop it!"

The purple long sword in Lin Yi's hand had already been attached to the neck of the Demon Venerable, and it had even cut some skin.

"I don't care what the plan is, I just want him to live!" Lin Yi said.

The Demon Venerable turned around, the mocking look in his eyes was undisguised, and said, "What are you holding onto? You are just a broken flower and a willow now, do you think you can still have a result with him?"

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, and he said, "Don't think I don't know, the person who defiled me was found by you!"

"You are me, I am you, your stain is my stain, how can I find someone to defile myself?" said the Demon Venerable.

"Heh, you can give up everything in order to achieve your goal, including yourself, I know you too well, you think I will believe you!" Lin Yi sneered.

"So, you'd better die!"

With a wave of Lin Yi's hand, the purple long sword had already cut through the Demon Venerable's snow-white neck, red blood splattered, and the purple spiritual power kept destroying the Demon Venerable's muscles, veins, body, and even soul.