Just as Ao Jiang and the others were talking, in the middle of the room, the battle between Ning Zhe and Leng Yuehua gradually entered a white-hot situation. (Baidu Search Rainbow Literature Network)

Looking at the dazzling white light in the distance, a layer of frost fell on Ning Zhe's face, and he had also heard of the Guiyilu urged by Leng Yuehua, it was the treasure of the town religion in the land of Yuehua, and only the master of the land of Yuehua could cultivate, and it was extremely powerful, and it was one of Leng Yuehua's killing moves.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhe didn't leave his hand anymore, his hands made a strange trick in front of his chest, and the golden spiritual power in the Danhu Lake suddenly surged, and the Star Picking Technique was also urged to the extreme. After the golden spiritual power like a tide gathered together, it did not rush out of Ning Zhe's body, but instead swept towards Ning Zhe's Dan Lake, where two black pieces of paper were lying quietly at the bottom.

Ning Zhe's eyes were closed, completely ignoring the white light released by Leng Yuehua in the distance, his face was full of solemn expressions, his lips trembled slightly, and then he said word by word: "I, Shi, Heaven, Dao ......"

As soon as these four words came out, his whole person was covered by a layer of black light, and what was even more terrifying was that a pair of wings were born out of thin air behind him. The whole body of the wings was black, but there were two dazzling blood-colored lights at the tips of the wings, and when they were slightly fanned, a bloody smell swept in, filling the entire chamber.

"Hmph, what kind of ghost trick do you dare to show in front of the deity?" Leng Yuehua in the distance looked at Ning Zhe's changes, and scolded angrily in his mouth, and then his hands suddenly clenched into fists, and slowly stretched out towards Ning Zhe.

"All things are one!"

Leng Yuehua roared angrily, and there was no trace of blood in his originally white hands at this time, and two groups of tyrannical spiritual power rushed out directly from his fists and smashed towards Ning Zhe. The original ordinary fist also increased a hundred times in this instant, like two huge grinding discs, roaring through the air.

At this time, Ning Zhe's brows furrowed slightly, the wings behind him flashed violently a few times, his right hand suddenly stretched out, and a black long sword condensed out of thin air in his hand, and the blood-colored marks on the sword body were so dazzling.

"Four words, the sword of proverbs!"

Ning Zhe muttered, his right hand was suddenly raised, and the black light of his whole body was directly condensed on the sword body at this moment, and at this time, the long sword in his hand was like a murderous aura from hell, and it slammed into Leng Yuehua's fist.

Boom! Boom!

The black sword shadow and the white fist collided in the air for a few breaths, and one after another vast spiritual power vortex formed in the air, and at the moment they formed, they were crushed by the next battle between the two. A sonic boom continued to sound in the air, and a two-color circle of light formed directly around the two of them, crashing wildly towards the surroundings of the chamber.

In the corner of the chamber, the four holy masters who had finally gathered together were directly knocked into all directions and fell to the ground like falling leaves in the autumn wind this time.

"Damn, it's failed again, can this method work?" Ao Zhi spat out the dust in his mouth and scolded angrily.

Ao Jiang on the side didn't have the slightest emotion on his face, but slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and snorted coldly: "If you can't do it, you have to do it, there is no other way, if you fail, you will come again!"

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on his chest, and when the other three holy lords saw his appearance, a trace of admiration also rose in their hearts, and they hurriedly followed Ao Jiang's movements.

At this time, Ning Zhe and Leng Yuehua, who were fighting, did not notice the movements of Ao Jiang and the other four people, especially Leng Yuehua, if he noticed it early in the morning, I am afraid that he would regret not killing these four people directly just now.

The black and white light slammed into the air for more than ten breaths before slowly dissipating, but Ning Zhe and Leng Yuehua switched positions this time, and Ning Zhe stood where Leng Yuehua was standing just now. The violently undulating chest and slightly pale face showed how fierce the fight was this time, and although it subsided repeatedly, Ning Zhe still spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking at the bright red on the ground, Ning Zhe sneered: "Gui Yilu, I can't see Er'er, not only did he not be able to send me back to the west, but he was almost killed by me, haha......"

Leng Yuehua glanced down at a sword mark on his waist, where the clothes were already in tatters, and a trace of bright red seeped out of it through the sword mark. Although this kind of scar did not cause him any pain, Ning Zhe's mocking words were like a slash on his heart, making his face suddenly a little unbearable.

"Ignorant thing, you think that with what you have learned, you will be able to resist my attacks. But I admit that you have grown a lot better than you did at the beginning, it should be said that you have grown too fast and too fast, but this is far from enough, haha......" Leng Yuehua said with a wild laugh.

In the midst of that laughter, white light suddenly bloomed all over his body, and nine dazzling purple light clusters appeared, and these nine light clusters had just condensed out, and they transformed into nine long swords in front of him. Each sword has a moon depicted on it, but the moon is different. Some have a full moon, some have a crescent moon, and some have only one crescent.

Although their appearances were different, and at the moment when they appeared, the nine equally rich purple rays rose to the sky, covering everything in this chamber with a layer of purple, and even Ning Zhe in the distance was covered in the middle by this purple ray.

"This ...... This is...... This is ......" This time, Ning Zhe's face was finally slightly moved.

Leng Yuehua looked at the nine long swords in front of him, nodded slightly and said, "That's right, this is the sword of Yuehua in my Yuehua Land, a total of nine!"

Ning Zhe's brows furrowed slightly, and he said suspiciously: "Impossible, I used to ...... from Leng Tianci's hands at that time."

During the Danlin banquet that day, when Ning Zhe and Leng Tianci were fighting, he once snatched a long sword from the other party's hand, and the long sword was the same as the long sword sacrificed by Leng Yuehua at this time, and it was also called the sword of Yuehua. It stands to reason that Leng Yuehua should have one less handle at this time, why ...... now?

A flash of anger flashed on Leng Yuehua's face, and he said in a cold voice: "That's right, what you took from Tianci that day was the seventh of my nine Yuehua swords. Thankfully, I worked hard to build a new one, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to clean you up today. ”

Although he said it easily, Ning Zhe heard a trace of ruthlessness from it, thinking about it, although Leng Yuehua said it simply, but if he wanted to create such a talisman treasure, the mental and financial resources he paid were unimaginable, no wonder Leng Yuehua hated Ning Zhe so much in his heart.

Leng Yuehua didn't talk nonsense with Ning Zhe anymore, and quickly pinched a few tricks in front of his chest with both hands, and purple rays flew out of his hands one after another, directly submerging into the nine long swords in front of him.

I saw the nine long swords tremble rapidly in the air for a few times, and then directly conjured nine moons on the tip of the long sword, and the shape of each moon was exactly the same as that depicted on the sword body.

Leng Yuehua chuckled lightly and whispered in her mouth: "Seal of the Crescent Moon!"

Swish!

As soon as his words fell, the full moon on the very edge suddenly flew out and rushed towards Ning Zhe, the full moon was actually black, only a trace of purple light shone on the side, if it wasn't for the terrifying spiritual power contained in it, I'm afraid Ning Zhe wouldn't be able to tell it at all.

And at the moment when the first round of Crescent Moon Seal flew out, Leng Yuehua's mouth continued to shout: "Eyebrow Moon Seal!"

"Winding the seal!"

"Full Moon Seal!"

"Lower String Print!"

......

As Leng Yuehua drank one mantra after another in his mouth, the nine long swords in front of him also trembled in turn, and with each tremble, a round of moon flew out from the sword body and rushed towards Ning Zhe on the opposite side. The nine moons all rushed out in an instant, and the vast spiritual power they gathered together directly shook the entire chamber violently, and the area of the chamber was also a hundred times larger than at the beginning. At this time, Ao Jiang and the others were already thousands of feet away, and they would never be affected by the battle between the two again.

And Ning Zhe in the distance just watched all this coldly, until Leng Yuehua had finished urging all the full moon on the nine-wheel long sword, his face was slightly moved, and he said in a cold voice: "Leng Yuehua, if it was before, maybe I couldn't take this trick from you, but now, it's time for you to taste my power!"

"This technique, destroy the sky!"

Ning Zhe's mouth trembled slightly, and then he roared angrily, and the original golden spiritual power in his body actually turned black at this moment, and when this black spiritual power gushed out, streams of black mist burst out from his forehead, enveloping his entire person.

And his outstretched hands also slowly rotated in the air, and with the movement of his hands, the entire chamber instantly became pitch black, only the nine moons still moving in the air still emitted a faint purple glow.

"Tear me up!"

Ning Zhe roared angrily, there was no longer a trace of blood on his face, and the originally abundant Danhu Lake shook violently at this time, and the golden spiritual power in it became a thick black mist in just a few breaths, and it continued to rush into Ning Zhe's hands.

Swish!

As Ning Zhe's hands slowly parted, he saw that the illusory night in front of him was directly torn in half by him, and at the moment when the night was torn, a drop of blood dripped from Ning Zhe's forehead and fell in the middle of the black light curtain.

However, it was this drop of blood that made the entire chamber tremble violently, no, it was not only the entire chamber that trembled, but also the entire space......