As soon as Ye Ling entered hell, countless evil spirits suddenly rushed toward her.
Ye Ling had no expression on his face and waved his sleeves.
boom!
Before those evil spirits could get close to her, they exploded and turned into nothingness.
The remaining evil spirits retreated quickly, not daring to get close.
Ye Xuan looked into the distance. In the black ancient city at the end of his sight, a powerful aura was constantly vibrating out like water waves. The aura became stronger and stronger every time, which was extremely terrifying.
At this moment, in the black ancient city, an explosion suddenly sounded, and then, a middle-aged man slowly floated up from the city, with countless innocent souls hovering around the man.
This person is none other than the Great Emperor of the Dead!
Ye Ling looked at the deceased emperor with a calm expression.
In the distance, the deceased emperor took a deep breath greedily, with a look of intoxication on his face, "The taste of freedom!"
As he said that, he suddenly looked at Ye Ling in the distance and said with a smile: "I heard that you are the last great emperor in the world?"
Ye Ling's face was expressionless, "You talk a lot of nonsense."
As the voice fell, she opened her palms, and a blood-red sickle suddenly appeared in her hands. The next moment, she had disappeared from the scene.
In the gray sky, a bloody light flashed past. The space exploded every inch it passed, and then annihilated. Finally, it turned into nothingness and disappeared completely. It was extremely terrifying.
In the distance, the corner of the deceased emperor's mouth slightly raised, "Come, let me see who is better, your emperor, or mine!"
As he spoke, he turned his palm downwards, then gently raised it upwards, "Ashes of the underworld!"
As the voice fell, a dark green flame poured down from the horizon. Wherever the flame passed, the space was instantly burned to ashes.
Below, Ye Ling suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at the dark green flame. She spread her palms and the blood-red sickle in her hand shot up into the sky with a bloody light, slashing straight at the flame.
boom!
The whole hell suddenly trembled, and countless flames and blood radiated in all directions. For a moment, the evil ghosts in the scene fled in all directions, howling like ghosts and wolves.
Below, the Emperor of the Dead looked at Ye Ling, "Your ancestors are not as good as you!"
Ye Ling's face was expressionless. She glanced around and asked, "Why, they don't come out?"
The Emperor of the Dead looked directly at Ye Ling, "I am enough to kill you!"
As the voice fell, a black spear suddenly appeared in his hand. The next moment, he turned into a black light and shot out. On the tip of the spear in his hand, countless ghosts were possessed. These ghosts were ferocious and crazy.
roar.
In the distance, a hint of disdain appeared at the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, "Just you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she held the blood-red sickle and slashed forward.
laugh!
In the middle of the field, a sharp tearing sound suddenly sounded.
Boom!
A shocking explosion suddenly resounded from the field, and the whole hell shook violently, like a huge earthquake, which was extremely terrifying.
At this time, the deceased emperor had returned to his original position, but Ye Ling did not retreat even one step.
The Emperor of the Dead looked at Ye Ling with a more solemn expression.
In the distance, Ye Ling's eyes suddenly slowly closed. Then, she disappeared out of thin air. Seeing this scene, the eyes of the deceased emperor suddenly narrowed, "Three-dimensional space!"
As the voice fell, he also disappeared.
As the two disappeared, the whole hell suddenly calmed down.
Just like that, I don't know how long it took, the space where the two people were before suddenly cracked, and then the two people appeared in this hell again. At this moment, the face of the deceased emperor became a little pale. At the same time,
His expression was more solemn than before.
In the distance, Ye Ling suddenly held the blood-red sickle in her hands. She slowly raised the sickle. When the sickle passed her head, she suddenly roared, "Endless Slash!"
As soon as her voice fell, her whole person disappeared.
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laugh!
The space in the field is more fragile than a piece of paper in front of this sickle!
In the distance, the face of the deceased emperor changed. He did not dare to be careless. He held the spear in his right hand and stabbed forward, "A hundred ghosts attack at night!"
As soon as the spear was thrust out, countless evil ghosts rushed out of his gun. However, as soon as these ghosts came close to Ye Ling's sickle, they were instantly turned into ashes.
The sickle is coming!
boom!
The spear in the Emperor of the Dead's hand trembled violently and cracked, and he himself retreated instantly.
But at this moment, Ye Ling's sickle struck his spear again.
boom!
The spear exploded instantly, but it was not over yet.
Before the blow is finished, another blow comes again, in an endless stream.
In the field, the Emperor of the Dead retreated wildly. In the process of retreating, a jet black light curtain appeared around him. This light curtain barely blocked Ye Ling's sickle, but at this moment, this light curtain had cracked into
Spider web shape.
At this moment, as Ye Ling slashed with his sword, the black light curtain of the Emperor of the Dead exploded in an instant, and Ye Ling's sickle drove straight in, directly slicing the head of the Emperor of the Dead.
At this moment, the Emperor of the Dead suddenly raised his hands, "Dark Destruction!"
As the voice fell, a black light suddenly drowned him and Ye Ling.
After three breaths, the black light suddenly disappeared. At this time, Ye Ling had retreated a hundred feet away, and a faint black air appeared on the sickle in her hand. This black air was slowly corroding the sickle.
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In the distance, the Emperor of the Dead suddenly took a step forward. Between his eyebrows, a spiritual lamp suddenly flew out. He faced Ye Ling from a distance and said, "The spiritual lamp burns the soul!"
As soon as the voice fell, the spiritual lamp turned into a green light and appeared above Ye Ling's head. The next moment, a forest-white flame poured down. If it was burned by this flame, the soul would instantly turn into nothingness.
Below, Ye Ling's face was expressionless. When the flame reached half a foot above her head, a seven-color light pillar suddenly rose into the sky. In the seven-color light pillar, there was a talisman.
Critical symbol!
boom!
Those forest white flames were directly destroyed by the power released by this critical talisman, and the spiritual lamp also became illusory at this moment.
Seeing this scene, the Emperor of the Dead quickly put away the spiritual lamp. He looked at Ye Ling and said, "Seven-color Talisman! In today's world, there is almost no energy of chaos. How can you have a seven-color Talisman!"
A seven-color talisman in the hands of a strong man like Ye Ling would be very terrifying.
Ye Ling looked at the Emperor of the Dead, "My brother painted it for me!"
The Emperor of the Dead narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your brother?"
Ye Ling didn't talk nonsense. She stretched out her hand and the seven-color talisman flew directly to her sickle. In an instant, the black energy on the sickle was directly shattered by the power of the critical talisman!
The scythe is back to normal!
At this time, Ye Ling suddenly disappeared.
In the distance, the eyes of the Emperor of the Dead suddenly shrank, and he clenched his hands fiercely, "Dark Destruction!"
A black light suddenly submerged him and Ye Ling who came in front of him, but the next moment, the black light exploded directly, and the Emperor of the Dead retreated madly.
At this time, the blood-red sickle in Ye Ling's hand suddenly flew out, "Endless Blade!"
The moment the blood-red sickle flew out, it immediately became illusory, as if this space did not exist.
In the distance, the face of the deceased emperor changed, and he suddenly put his hands together, "Asura is angry!"
As the voice fell, a powerful force suddenly swept out of his body.
Boom!
In an instant, the space within hundreds of thousands of feet boiled like boiling water, which was extremely frightening.
At this time, Ye Ling suddenly roared, "Endless Shatter!"
The blood-red sickle in her hand suddenly exploded!
Boom!
The surrounding space exploded, and at the same time, a figure retreated crazily!
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This man is none other than the Great Emperor of the Dead!
After retreating several thousand feet, the Emperor of the Dead stopped. At this moment, one of his arms was gone!
In the distance, Ye Ling stretched out his hand and said, "Gather!"
The voice fell, and a blood-red sickle appeared in her hand again.
Ye Ling walked slowly towards the dead emperor with a sickle in hand. At this moment, a chuckle suddenly sounded from the field, "He is worthy of being the strongest emperor in the five-dimensional universe today. He is awesome, really awesome!"
Ye Ling turned around and looked, not far to her right, there was a woman in a red dress standing there!
Ye Ling stared at the woman in the red dress, "Spirit Devouring Clan!"
The woman in the red dress smiled and said: "You have such good eyesight, you can see my origin at a glance!"
Ye Ling looked at the Emperor of the Dead, "It turns out that the Soul Devourers are secretly helping you!"
The Emperor of the Dead smiled and said, "Didn't you expect that?"
Ye Ling pointed at the woman in the red dress with a sickle in her hand, "Come on, let me see what your Spirit Devourers are capable of!"
The woman in the red dress raised her lips slightly, "I won't let you down!"
After the voice fell, she clapped her hands gently, and around Ye Ling, four white-haired old men in white robes suddenly appeared, and under the four people's feet, there were four strange light arrays.
At this moment, Ye Ling took action directly, and the sickle in his hand flew out instantly!
Obviously, she knew that the spirit-devouring tribe was activating the formation. She did not ask the formation to be formed, but took action directly!
Unfortunately, the moment she took action, four white lights suddenly illuminated her, and her sickle stopped at this moment.
At this time, the four white-haired old men began to recite incantations quickly and silently, and the surrounding space trembled violently. Countless small white symbols appeared out of the sky, and Ye Ling in the center, her aura almost dropped like a cliff!
Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and her hands suddenly pressed forward.
Boom!
A powerful force swept out from in front of her, but the next moment, a white word 'forbidden' suddenly appeared above her head, and then, that force disappeared without a trace.
Ye Ling's expression was calm, her hands began to slowly clench, and the space she was in began to explode inch by inch.
At this time, the woman in the red dress in the distance suddenly said: "Hold her, don't let her break through the boundary and enter the three-dimensional space!"
As soon as her voice fell, the Emperor of the Dead rushed directly in front of Ye Ling, and a black light drowned him and Ye Ling.
After a few breaths, the black light suddenly exploded.
Boom!
The surrounding space trembled violently, and the Great Emperor of the Dead was directly knocked away.
But at this moment, countless white light beams locked Ye Ling like iron chains, and at this moment, Ye Ling's aura was no different from that of a mortal.
In the distance, the woman in the red dress smiled slightly, "Forbidden Spirit Array, this array was created by my ancestors based on the prophet's six mantras. This array is not driven by four people. There are 1,200 supers in my clan.
Strong men join forces to activate this formation. These twelve hundred beams of light not only suppress your realm, but also lock the aura around you. Under the lock, you cannot use space techniques, magical techniques, taboo techniques, or Tao techniques.
The art of rules, the art of laws, and the power of your body and soul!"
As she spoke, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, "Come, let us send the last great emperor in this world on his way!"
As the voice fell, the twelve hundred beams of light suddenly burned.
In the big formation, Ye Ling slowly closed her eyes, and at this moment, what appeared in her mind was the scene in Qingcheng... that boy, the one who looked at her
The boy who is more important than his own life!
Ye Xuan!
A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, "I am so lucky to meet you in this life! I hope to be your sister again in the next life!"
At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky, "Who the hell dares to touch my sister!"
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ps: The annual meeting is over. There is no doubt that in terms of appearance, I am number one!!!!