An Miaoyi, the fat man and the horse demon all exclaimed when they saw that the situation was not good, and An Miaoyi was even more nervous.

Seeing Lei Ling fall into the hurricane, she was suddenly desolate.

"Lei Ling!" An Miaoyi called out to the hurricane, her voice as loud as a phoenix.

The fat man even sprinkled a piece of stone, and the horse demon and the two controlled the two Shang martingale killing arrays at the same time, strangled into the hurricane, wanting to help Lei Ling get out of trouble.

But the hurricane was extremely terrifying, and the golden hand that Shang Ying had turned into in the killing array had just erupted to the edge of the hurricane and was swept into the hurricane. The raging energy became the tonic for the hurricane, which was terrifying and had the power to devour the world.

Yang Qi looked at the hurricane's eyes with a hideous sneer, and he laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Rob the woman with me, Lei Ling, you will definitely die today! The Netherworld Ghost Talisman of my Netherworld Mansion is the power to devour heaven and earth as a source of energy, no matter how strong you are, it is impossible to break through!" Yang Qi roared heartbreakingly, his expression hideous and excited.

He seemed to have seen Lei Ling being turned into powder by the hurricane, and at this time he looked at the hurricane's eyes with endless murderous intent.

"Break!" Just when Yang Qi was full of confidence, a roar like thunder suddenly came out of the hurricane.

A majestic body stood in the midst of a hurricane, a phantom. Powerful and terrifying, the supreme power was mighty, and he held the golden feather fan in his hand and waved it towards the hurricane. The hurricane became more violent, but the torrent of energy seemed to flow with the tumbling trajectory of the feather fan.

After a while, a void crack in the feather fan opened, and the hurricane was quickly absorbed into the feather fan. The feather fan is blazing red, and its power becomes even more terrifying.

At this time, the phantom gradually faded away and merged into Lei Ling's body. Lei Ling was sitting cross-legged in the void at this time, and his sitting down was the constant rotation of the chessboard, and the black and white rays of light enveloped him in it, and he did not receive the damage of the hurricane at all.

Yang Qi was extremely surprised, he couldn't believe it, and looked at Lei Ling in a daze.

"How is it possible, how is it possible, the most powerful talisman of my Nether Ghost Mansion has not worked on him. This is absolutely impossible, Lei Ling, you can't be so powerful!"

"It's true that I can't be so powerful, but it wasn't me who shot just now!" Lei Ling opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent in his eyes. He controlled the chessboard and quickly suppressed it, and Yang Qi was locked in it by a terrifying black and white light, and he couldn't move at this time.

He looked at Lei Ling who had been suppressed in horror, and endless disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Just when Yang Qi was facing the threat of death, a black light suddenly flashed out. The black light was a figure, and his fists hooked up a black torrent and bombarded the chessboard violently.

Lei Ling didn't watch out and was blown away.

A strong shock shook his viscera violently, and blood involuntarily spilled out of his mouth. He frowned slightly, and looked back at the person who had suddenly appeared. I saw a man in a black robe, bare and without a trace of hair on the top of his head, but the lines of a black demon dragon looked extremely hideous above his head.

"Wutian!" Yang Qi's eyes flashed with joy, and Wutian's move was unexpected.

Heavenless cultivation is extremely terrifying, and the Demon Venerable Hall has always been known for its physical strength. His blow was terrifying, and he shook the black-and-white chessboard where Lei Ling was sitting with just the power of his body.

Lei Ling looked at Wutian with a solemn expression, and he clearly felt the terrifying aura emanating from Wutian's body. It was definitely not something that Yang Qi could compare, which made it difficult for him to calm down in his heart. The forces of the demon world are dispatched to deal with themselves one by one, and each one is extremely strong, and it seems that the grudge between himself and the demon world is not good.

"Who are you?"

"Demon Venerable Hall Terrace, Heavenless! You should feel honored to be able to die in my hands today!"

Wutian sneered and looked at Lei Ling with contempt. He didn't look at Lei Ling squarely, but turned around and helped Yang Qi up from the ground.

"I've worked hard for you today, although you have failed, but this is just a good way for you to see your strength clearly, and practice hard after you go back!" Wutian faced Yang Qi, and his words were serious, as if his boss cared for his subordinates.

Yang Qi showed a look of helplessness on his face, so he had to nod silently. He couldn't say a word, and slowly walked out of the field.

"Wutian! Demon Venerable Palace!Hmph!" Suddenly, a loud cold snort sounded from the sky on the side.

Wutian looked up, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. When he saw An Miaoyi, who was dressed in white and had jade-like skin, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

"Such a beautiful woman, she is no worse than the fairies of the fairy world!" There was a fanatical look in Wutian's eyes, and he suddenly rushed towards An Miaoyi.

"Dare!" Lei Ling roared angrily, holding a gray long sword and slashing down towards the Heavenless Force.

"Little Doyle!" Wutian raised his fist to resist, and the two collided violently in the void.

Wutian was slammed to the ground, his legs sinking deep into the ground to his knees. Lei Ling, on the other hand, was shocked into the air, and his body rolled in the void for more than a dozen times before he stabilized his body.

The fat man and An Miaoyi were both frightened, and they hurriedly rushed towards Lei Ling's side. The fat man of the horse demon urged a Shang martingale killing array to slap a golden palm on the head towards Wutian, who rose into the air again, Wutian snorted coldly, and raised his fist again to greet him.

Chongxiao's momentum continued unabated, and his body turned into a black light, bombarding his golden hand like a meteor.

The fat man exclaimed in surprise that something was not good, and hurriedly jumped towards the horse demon, but it was too late. The horse demon was blasted out, bleeding all over the place, and the void was full of blood.

The battle situation here became chaotic, attracting the attention of many cultivators, and those cultivators who escaped from the monkey group came back here to watch the battle.

Lei Ling was shocked and angry, and once again faced Wutian with his sword. The thirty-battle-long giant sword swung violently, and the sword qi swept in all directions. Sparks flew and the void shook.

Rolling thunder came from above the sky, and dark clouds were actually attracted by the fierce energy torrent here.

The sky was dark and gloomy, with lightning and thunder.

A bloodthirsty expression appeared on Wutian's face, and his hideous face slammed into the sky.

The screaming sound was attached to a powerful force, piercing the void and rushing towards Lei Ling's side.

Lei Ling's ears were instantly shocked out of bloodshots, but he didn't stop, and still attacked and killed violently.

The giant sword slashed down and slashed at Wutian's shoulder. The blade sank three inches deep into Wutian's shoulder, and the dark demonic blood flowed out, but it didn't cause fatal damage to Wutian.

His flesh was as strong as a bronze wall, and even the gray sword was hard to shake.

"Lei Ling, you can't live!" Wutian's voice was extremely cold, and a thick murderous aura filled the sky.

An Miaoyi felt uneasy for a while in the sky, but this level of powerful attack was no longer something she could intervene in. She really wanted to help Lei Ling, but she was afraid that she would become a burden to Lei Ling and drag him down.

Therefore, An Miaoyi did not make a rash move, but watched nervously. Although she still has jealousy of Lei Ling in her heart, Lei Ling's life is at stake at this time, and those emotional entanglements are no longer so important.

"Lei Ling, you have to be careful!" An Miaoyi called worriedly.

Lei Ling heard An Miaoyi's instructions, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I won't die so easily!" Lei Ling was full of confidence, and he slashed down with his sword.

The sword qi on the long sword converged into the sword body, and Lei Ling and Wutian collided at close range. The battle became even crazier, and both men kept pounding into each other. Golden blood and black blood continued to fill the void, bloody and bloody.

It was destined not to be peaceful here, and a figure flashed out in the distance, it was a bewitching figure. Her eyes looked at the battlefield like cold lightning.

"It's really powerful, and it can be evenly matched with the heavenless power. But it's impossible to live today!" Coral arrived, her eyes were full of resentment, and she muttered to herself coldly, turning into a black light and rushing to the battlefield.