At this moment, smoke filled the sky, and hurricanes cut into the surrounding air like sickles.

In the roar of the wind, Ye Mo's figure stood in the sky, still moving. He held a black cauldron in his left hand and slowly rotated, rippling with amazing black light. His right hand was holding the demonic scepter, and the surging demonic energy lingered around him. It made him look even more frightened.

"Something capable!"

Seeing Ye Mo blocking his three attacks in a row, a look of surprise flashed across Yang Cang's face.

His strength is already at the peak of the late stage of the concentration realm, and Ye Mo's strength is only at the early stage of the concentration realm.

There is a huge gap between the two, but Ye Mo can rely on the scepter and the black cauldron in his hand to narrow the gap. This can undoubtedly show that the two things in Ye Mo's hand are quite extraordinary.

Seeing this scene, Ling Qingxue's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then her eyes couldn't help but fall on the light blue boy in front of her.

In more than a year, she could see that Ye Mo had really experienced many hardships, but these hardships have also become his stepping stones, helping him grow continuously.

Thinking about the fact that in the Ming Empire, a Liu family without the innate realm had already been suppressed by him, but now, the latter can fight against the powerful people in the late stage of the concentration realm alone. Such changes are undoubtedly great.

"Maybe, what I said back then had a great blow to him!" Some fluctuations flashed in Ling Qingxue's beautiful eyes.

Thinking of her ruthless rejection back then, it is not difficult to see that most of the reasons why Ye Mo has made now are just to catch up with her.

"Brother Mo is so awesome!"

After seeing this scene, An Yao and others below became a little excited. Yang Cang was like an invincible god in their eyes, but Ye Mo was now shaking his offensive repeatedly, which undoubtedly made them feel extremely happy.

Chen Xuan and Su Yi and the others on the side also secretly relaxed a little. The full strength Ye Mo showed also surprised them.

"This kid has some skills!" Su Xiaoyun's beautiful eyes couldn't help but become softer.

However, she knew in her heart that if she was the only one, she would not be able to defeat Yang Cang!

Because the person who can dominate the rankings for many years will not be the only one with his strength.

At this moment, there was a silence in the entire valley, and his eyes were staring at the figure in the sky that looked like an absolute controller. Everyone knew in their hearts that the previous offensives were just temptations.

"No wonder with the strength of the early stage of the concentration realm, you can reach this point today. It seems that these two things in your hand have added a lot of strength to you!"

"However, if you only have some ability, then you will definitely die today!"

Yang Cang smiled coldly, and then a frost-like coldness was revealed in his eyes. Although the power of the Demon God's scepter was huge, with Ye Mo's current strength, he could never fully exert it.

"The dead energy gathers!"

At this moment, Yang Cang finally planned to start using some real skills. His fair hands suddenly changed mysterious seal techniques. Finally, his palms suddenly raised, his five fingers spread out, and slowly bent and closed down towards the sky.

Boom boom.

At this moment, with Yang Cang's palms gathering, the entire valley was violently turbulent, and extremely strange fluctuations continued to spread out from Yang Cang's body. The fluctuations quietly and quickly covered them, and finally, including everyone, directly enveloped the entire valley.

Covered by this strange fluctuation, everyone was shocked. Deep in their hearts, there was a strange aura of death, spreading wildly.

"This is?"

Everyone's expression changed drastically. This breath of death was quite strong, as if it could erode the breath of life in the human body.

In an instant, everyone couldn't help but circulate the energy in their bodies, dispelling the breath of death. Then they looked around in horror.

At this moment, as this strange fluctuation spread, the mountains and forests in the valley withered wildly at the same time at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then a ruthless aura of death slowly swept out, and finally gathered completely in Yang Cang's palm.

"Is this the Dead Spirit Art?" After seeing the nearby mountains and forests withered, Su Xiaoyun's eyes instantly became shocked and couldn't help but whisper.

"Dead Spirit Art? What is that?" Chen Xuan and others were stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't help asking quickly.

At this moment, Su Xiaoyun's cheeks were covered with unprecedented solemnity, as if she was extremely afraid of the so-called Necromancer.

"The Dead Spirit Art is one of the top martial arts in the Xihuang Pavilion. This martial art can even mobilize the most evil power of death in the world. Using this power of death, it can even erode various powers in the world. It can be said that it is quite domineering."

"At that time, the Dead Spirit Art was one of the martial arts of the Xihuang Pavilion. No one except the sect leader had the chance to learn it. But what he didn't expect now was that it would be passed on to Yang Cang. It was really surprising. It seems that the Xihuang Pavilion attaches great importance to Yang Cang. This time, I am afraid that Yang Cang will be able to win the spiritual championship in this sect competition."

"The Martial Arts of the Sect in Xihuang Pavilion!" Hearing this, Chen Xuan and Su Yi and the others' expressions immediately became solemn. The foundation of Xihuang Pavilion is quite profound. If it can become the Martial Arts of the Sect in Xihuang Pavilion, this undead art must be a bit outrageously strong. Now that it falls into Yang Cang's hands, it is even more powerful.

At this moment, even Ling Qingxue could not help but stir up her eyebrows in the sky, and some solemnity was revealed on her beautiful cheeks.

In an instant, a large amount of dead energy gathered from the valley and immediately gathered in Yang Cang's hands, and finally he had to be completely taken into his body.

boom.

At this moment, Yang Cang's body shook violently, and then a magnificent black aura suddenly burst out. This endless dead aura seemed to have turned into another extreme force.

At the same time, the endless white Yuanli also gushed out from his body, a kind of full of sacred death, a kind of sacred power, and two completely opposite extreme forces formed a strange ancient gray color between the blending.

"Is this Yang Cang's trump card?"
Chapter completed!