"Click..."
The black and white space suddenly became chaotic, the light was rolled up and flew up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in the air. www. QuanBeN-XiaoShuo. cO
"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out there is a Yin Yang Golden Lantern..." Yan Jiutian's disdainful voice sounded, but the black fog line-like spear stabbed through without stopping at all. The surrounding space is no longer controlled by the yin-yang golden lantern of the Little Immortal King, but is dominated by Yan Jiutian's black line spear.
Little Immortal King Lu Mang was in a state of despair. How could he have thought that there was a great Immortal in the world who could injure him? And it was still under his yin-yang golden lamp, and even his yin-yang golden lamp was broken. You must know that his yin-yang golden lantern is the best immortal weapon, and it is the top quality among the best immortal weapons.
"Block."
The frightened Little Immortal King Lin Mang no longer cared about the Yin-Yang Golden Lamp, and directly blocked the Yin-Yang Golden Lamp in front of him.
"Kaka..." Fragmented cracking sounds sounded continuously, and Ye Mo was secretly speechless as he watched. No wonder his imitation 'Baji Jiading' was shattered into pieces by Yan Jiutian's black mist spear. Even his World Stone couldn't stop the opponent's spear made of black mist.
This thing was so terrifying that Ye Mo even doubted whether the spear used by this guy was a top-grade artifact. It's a pity that the black mist spear has become one with Yan Jiutian, and even he can't check it out. What's even more terrifying is Yan Jiutian's cultivation. Ye Mo has no confidence that he can beat him at this time.
After the sound of "ka ka" sounded continuously, the yin and yang golden lamp of the little fairy king Lumang was instantly broken into pieces and disappeared into the void.
Little Immortal King Lu Mang's face was pale, and it was extremely clear even in the void. He could not imagine that his little fairy king's huge name would be in this void. He couldn't even beat a little-known late-stage Daluo Immortal. Not only can't beat it. After his Yin-Yang Golden Lamp was destroyed. He could even just wait to die.
Ye Mo saw that the little fairy king Lin Mang was about to be killed, and obviously had no intention of taking action. In fact, according to the strategy, he should take the initiative to help, and when the little fairy king Lu Mang comes to his senses, two people will attack Yan Jiutian and one person. This is the right thing to do.
But Ye Mo would rather not be Yan Jiutian's opponent, nor would he save the little fairy king Lu Mang, let alone join forces with the little fairy king.
The black spear condensed by the black mist was close to the eyebrows of the little fairy king Lin Mang. There was a look of despair in the eyes of Little Immortal King Lumang. He didn't expect that before the real owner he wanted to kill took action, he would die in the hands of a guy he had never heard of. It's a pity that he still has a back-up plan, but he doesn't have time to use it.
"Death to this emperor." Yan Jiutian's eyes were cold, and the mist line spear suddenly erupted with black light, trying to break Xin Mang into pieces. It can be seen that Xin Mang's trash words just now have angered him.
"Who dares to kill my disciple!"
An angry voice sounded, and then an illusory shadow appeared in front of the little fairy king Lu Mang. The majestic momentum swept over, and at the same time, a virtual big hand stretched out and grabbed the spear turned into black mist. Ripples of light circled out, blocking all the black spots of fog inspired by Yan Jiutian.
"Master, save me..."
Little Immortal King Lu Mang heard this voice. After seeing this shadow, I could no longer contain my inner joy. He shouted with a trembling tone.
"Bang..."
Yan Jiutian was knocked away by this powerful phantom force and flew backwards for more than a hundred miles, and then he stood still with a mouthful of blood.
"Manger, let's go first. I'll leave this to my master." The shadow that knocked Yan Jiutian away said coldly.
"Yes, Master." Little Immortal King Lin Mang could no longer care about anything, and sacrificed a top-quality flying fairy weapon, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After that majestic shadow waited for Lu Mang to leave, he stared at Yan Jiutian coldly and said: "You are just a late-stage Great Luo Immortal, how dare you kill me, a disciple of Qian Yi."
Yan Jiutian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the phantom without saying a word. It was obvious that he was not afraid of the phantom.
Ye Mo was secretly shocked. He already knew that this shadow was Immortal Emperor Qian Yi. Immortal Emperor Qian Yi is the god of Chang Rongtian and the master of the little immortal king Lu Mang. If he wanted to kill the Little Immortal King just now, then he would have been marked by Immortal Emperor Qian Yi at this time. He didn't care if Qian Yiji was concerned about him, but Chang Rongtian had a few friends there. Who knew what the temper of Immortal Emperor Qian Yi was? Will he offend his friends
This phantom should be a trace of Immortal Emperor Qian Yi's spiritual thoughts, but it is so powerful. How terrifying will Qian Yi himself be
Immortal Emperor Qian Yi seemed to be very concerned about the little Immortal King, and even left a trace of his spiritual thoughts on the little Immortal King Lu Mang. This master-disciple relationship was considered to be deep.
After a while, Yan Jiucai said coldly: "I didn't kill your disciple, but I was slightly injured by your sneak attack. This matter has been revealed. If you must cause trouble for me, Yan will take it. ”
Ye Mo knows that Yan Jiutian will not be afraid of Qian Yi's spiritual protection at this time. The longer the time goes by, the weaker Qian Yi's spiritual will will be.
"Haha, it is true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. I have met the best among the great immortals. I only hope that when you see me, you will still talk like this." After Qian Yi finished saying this, the god The figure of Nian slowly disappeared, and finally disappeared into the void.
Yan Jiutian swallowed a pill and said disdainfully: "A mere middle-stage Immortal Emperor, I could crush him to death at any time."
Ye Mo secretly laughed, this Yan Jiutian can be regarded as a dead end. With the dignity of a semi-saint who has attained enlightenment, he should be spoken to in a lecturing tone by a middle-stage Immortal Emperor. It is strange that he feels comfortable.
"Okay, I drove away the clamoring trash, now we can settle the accounts between us." Yan Jiutian said as if nothing was wrong, landing in front of Ye Mo again. His cultivation level can kill his peers instantly, but he dare not proclaim himself emperor in front of Ye Mo. He knew that Ye Mo was an alien with extremely powerful cultivation. Even if an existence of the same instant kill level is worse than him, it is still limited.
Ye Mo waved his hand and the World Stone Scale appeared above his head. At the same time, he said: "If you want to fight, just fight. Don't chirp."
Ye Mo also didn't dare to underestimate Yan Jiutian. Yan Jiutian also had a silver giant dragon, which hadn't come out yet. But he lacked Wuying's help. Wuying had been in a deep sleep since he swallowed the Emperor Dao Crystal, and there was no sign of waking up until now.
Yan Jiutian rubbed the black fog line in his hand and said softly: "You won't have a chance to escape this time."
Ye Mo said sarcastically: "It seems I wasn't the one who escaped last time."
Yan Jiutian had a look on his face. He was used to his opponents running away when they faced him, but when facing Ye Mo, it seemed that he really escaped first last time.
Yan Jiutian stopped talking nonsense, and the black mist in his hands seemed to have disappeared. At the same time that the black fog line disappeared in his hand, the void seemed to have become a hell, with endless murderous intentions surging everywhere, and a 'buzzing' sound surrounded the void, continuously, and finally formed an endless black bell. down. This big bell pressed down directly on Ye Mo, leaving no room for Ye Mo to change at all.
Ye Mo didn't move. He felt that he was already in a passive defensive state. He didn't understand what Yan Jiutian was going to do. He realized that the threat to him from this big bell was not as simple as just smashing it down, nor was it to restrain him. If he has enough immortal energy, he can completely ignore Yan Jiutian's giant bell at this time and attack Yan Jiutian directly.
Facts quickly proved Ye Mo's suspicion. The big bell suddenly stopped and stayed in the void without pressing it down or making any next move.
Just when Ye Mo didn't know the other party's intention, the sound of "chichi" piercing the void arose. More than a dozen sharp arrows turned into black mist had broken through the void and came directly in front of Ye Mo.
Ye Mo clearly saw Yan Jiutian's black mist turn into a big bell and float in the void, but Yan Jiutian's black mist didn't seem to lose even half an inch, instead it turned into dozens of sharp arrows and shot at him.
The whole process was silent, without any warning or any fluctuation.
Ye Mo knew that he had been fooled. Compared to the cunning and cunning Yan Jiutian, he was not enough. Rather than waiting for the opponent to make a move, it is better to strike first.
Zi Qian was sacrificed by Ye Mo, and a rainbow split into the sky.
The purple rainbow cut through the void, bringing up void rainbows one after another, appearing brilliant and colorful in the entire void.
"Bang bang..."
Dozens of sharp arrows were blocked by Ye Mo's purple rainbow, and the colors splashed out. While most of the black sharp arrows were split by the rainbow, a small part of the sharp arrows actually condensed and did not disperse, just after a slight pause. , continued to stab at Ye Mo, vaguely invisible.
Ye Mo was shocked, and before he had time to think about it, he punched out. After punching out this punch, he felt that the surrounding space seemed to be vaguely controlled by the big clock suspended in the void.
"Huhu"
The killing vortex hundreds of miles around was rolled up by Ye Mo, swarming in like a river bursting its banks, forming a series of destructive killing intent.
Yan Jiutian's eyes were solemn, he had seen Ye Mo's punch before. On the challenge stage, Ye Mo killed Ya Yi with just one punch.
He raised his hand, and some black mist suddenly appeared on his wrist. The black mist condensed again, forming a thin black spear in the blink of an eye. The moment the black spear was formed, it shot up into the air and directly hit the murderous whirlpool brought up by Ye Mo.
"boom"
The black spear collided with the whirlpool of Ye Mo's fist wind, violent immortal energy splashed out in all directions, and meteorite streams and meteorites thousands of miles around were blasted away by this violent breath.
Ye Mo's fist was stunned, and a black sharp arrow broke free and shot directly into his chest.
Ye Mo knew how terrifying the black arrow was, but before he could block the arrow, the huge bell suspended above his head suddenly chimed sharply. Ye Mo felt as if his heart had been struck by a hammer. Suddenly, his immortal energy was scattered and his face became extremely pale.
(Whoops, Chapter 4 is here, I feel a little tired. Good night!)
... ... (To be continued...)