The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. In the sky above a mountain range, a figure suddenly appeared with an indifferent expression.
He was dressed in a retro black robe, with cold eyes and a fierce aura all over his body. He took a deep breath under the moonlight.
"Hey, this pure blood is getting clearer and clearer. The little mouse is not far away from me." A sinister sneer sounded from within the black robe.
It is Yingzetian.
Not long after Ye Xuan left the valley, the figure that appeared was none other than Ying Zetian.
He surprisingly followed Ye Xuan's energy and blood to find the teleportation gate, and through teleportation, he found it all the way here.
"Very good, there is no other Qi and blood here. It seems that Tianyin Xuannv and the others have really separated from Ye Xuan." Ying Zetian whispered to himself.
The blood magic skill he practiced was able to understand his Qi and blood through the subtle breath left in the space.
The saint in black robes was seen with serious eyes, looking up in a certain direction.
The next moment, the night breeze blew by, and the figure in black robe had disappeared.
The moonlight fell from the night sky into a valley, reflecting the whiteness of the water pool on the side. Ye Xuan sat calmly, breathing evenly, and seemed to be deep in cultivation.
After driving for a long time, he rested in the valley for the night. He could rush to the palace complex tomorrow to meet up with Yingwu and other girls.
Suddenly, a ghost-like figure appeared on the tree not far behind him, dressed in black robes, and his pupils glowed with a ruthless light.
He stood quietly on the tree, looking at Ye Xuan who was deep in cultivation, without even a trace of his breath leaking out.
The black robe took a step, and in two steps, he crossed more than ten feet and came to Ye Xuan's side. There was no sound or any breath, as if he was really a ghost.
Ye Xuan was still sitting quietly, not noticing at all.
"Hehe, it was your biggest mistake to separate from Tianyin Xuannv and others. After tonight, there will be no more Ye Xuan on this continent. Only I, Yingzetian, will be my stepping stone." Yingzetian sneered in his heart,
The controlling saint reached out and grabbed Ye Xuan's head while he was sitting quietly.
call!
But at this moment, Ye Xuan, who was in trance, suddenly turned into a white smoke and disappeared, and Ying Zetian was shocked.
"Wandering around in this northern wilderness at night is very dangerous."
A dull voice sounded, followed by a cold light descending on the neck of the black-robed holy corpse.
"No! I've fallen into a trap!" Ying Zetian's heart suddenly suddenly moved, and he frantically moved the holy corpse. The black-robed saint's body immediately moved automatically, and then disappeared instantly.
"Nice skill!"
Ye Xuan walked out from behind the rocks on the side, his eyes flicked, and the space on the right suddenly shook. The figure of the black-robed holy corpse appeared out of thin air. The thick holy energy condensed in the palm of the holy corpse and turned into a dazzling golden sword energy.
After advancing to the saint level, there are nine heavens. Once you reach resonance with heaven and earth, you will advance to the first level, and your cultivation level will greatly increase.
The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian is at the second level of the holy realm. If he faced the current Tianyin Xuannv, he might be even better.
Unfortunately, he was facing Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan, who possesses the Samsara Martial Spirit, possesses the devouring magical power. In terms of sensing energy and blood, he is no worse than Ying Zetian, or even better!
While Ying Zetian was pursuing Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan gradually felt the disgusting blood energy on Ying Zetian's body.
The reason why Ye Xuan chose to spend the night here was to wait for Ying Zetian to arrive!
Facing the sword that reached his eyes instantly, Ye Xuan just smiled softly.
A huge colorful pagoda soul suddenly appeared in the sky above the valley, and as soon as it fell down, it immediately covered the black-robed holy corpses controlled by Ye Xuan and Ying Zetian.
The moonlight was shining, and occasionally there was the sound of insects in the valley, which was clear and bright. The valley had completely returned to calm, nothing was strange, but there was no one left. Only a seven-color soul tower fell on the ground, and the light was flowing.
When Ying Zetian came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a vast white space.
"You actually want to face me alone?" The black-robed holy corpse looked around and opened his mouth with a surprised voice like Ying Zetian's.
Right in front of him, Ye Xuan's figure appeared, and he had suddenly transformed into a three-headed and six-armed state, looking at him with a playful expression.
After the fusion of Tai Huang Pagoda and Xing Yu Tong, a real space was derived. Fighting here is Ye Xuan's home field. This space is completely isolated from the outside world, and no energy from heaven and earth can enter.
"Are you very interested in my blood essence? Where is the blood demon?" Ye Xuan said softly.
The holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian sneered, "Why are you asking so many questions? Since you know I want to suck your blood, why don't you wipe your neck clean quickly."
Ye Xuan shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that I destroyed your martial spirit, but I created you as a madman. However, since I can destroy you once, I can also destroy you a second time."
"Damn it, do you think you can still defeat me? Die!" After hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ying Zetian was completely furious and shouted loudly, his black robes fluttering and rustling, "Golden Rain!"
Countless golden rays of light like raindrops appeared in front of the black-robed saint's corpse, and quickly shot toward Ye Xuan, forming a curtain of light.
"Although your holy corpse is powerful, it is not your own power after all." Ye Xuan looked calmly, raised his hands, and a dragon roar came out, and several golden behemoths emerged, roaring and rushing towards it.
It was the Thunder Dragon Soul Skill that he had not used for a long time: Wild Wilderness.
However, at this time, it can no longer be called Lei Mang, but Thunder Dragon.
With violent explosions, eight thunder dragons dispersed the golden rain, and the aftermath swept out.
"Hmph, you are just jealous that I can control such a powerful holy corpse. In front of my holy corpse, not to mention you, even Tianyin Xuannv will surrender to me!"
Yingzetian grabbed it with one hand, and the powerful power of the second level of the Holy Corpse suddenly exploded. An invisible force suddenly appeared in the void and bound several thunder dragons, making it impossible for them to break free.
But at this moment, the space above the head of the black-robed holy corpse controlled by Ying Zetian suddenly tore open a dark space crack, and the golden thunder flashed out, turning into a dazzling thunder beam, brazenly
Falling from mid-air.
With Ye Xuan's current semi-sage cultivation level, the secret technique of 'Sky Burial' is no longer an electric weapon, but a thunder beam!