"I said, my target is only the Lord of Reincarnation. If you insist on seeking death, I can't help it!" A hoarse voice came, and the figure in the blood-colored robe looked around, and then whispered to the old man.
"I've decided to help Ye Chen, but you are not afraid of losing your life after entering this universe of mine?"
The old man didn't know when he had the gourd in his hand, and a mouthful of strong wine went down his throat.
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor narrowed his eyes and sneered: "It seems that you must have spied some secret..."
Based on his understanding of the Zunling Celestial Clan, this clan has always been exclusive and rarely has contact with outsiders. Even most people in the world have never heard of this race. One can imagine their purpose of helping Ye Chen!
"So, if you kill me today, you will also be tainted by the cause and effect!" The old man also knew how terrifying the seemingly young guy in front of him was, but he was not afraid of it.
"Jie Jie Jie!" There was another burst of hoarse laughter, "You underestimate me too much!"
"With your immature space, it's not even interesting!"
The old man stared hard and shouted: "Strangle!"
The murderous intention arises, the killing intention appears, the real confrontation between strong men is coming!
In the entire chaotic space, thunder exploded one after another, and thunder that was thicker than an arm raged.
"Kill with thunder!"
Purple thunder struck down in the sky, and the entire space was filled with intertwining thunder, which was as dense as a downpour!
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor just snorted coldly, and immediately smashed the thunderbolts with his bare hands. What's more, he grabbed one of them and crushed it with his bare hands!
"The martial arts of your clan are vulnerable to a single blow!"
The old man took his time, and his figure melted into the void. He saw that the thunder that had been chopped up by the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor turned into light spots all over the sky, slowly floating around, and seemed to have life, constantly reorganizing with joy!
Each time it is reorganized, its power becomes even stronger. Thunders turn into assassins in the dark night, and the blades clang across the skin of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor.
Even with the powerful body of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor, he was hit by several thunderbolts without paying attention, and a trace of white marks appeared on his body.
"Immortal Thunder! It's quite interesting." The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor also felt some difficulties. Fighting on someone else's home court, it was inevitable to fall into a disadvantage.
"Roar!" With an angry roar, the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's blood-colored demonic energy protected his body and swallowed up the lightning strikes!
"Hmph, let me see what else you can do!"
At this moment, the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor closed his eyes. He was using his powerful perception to locate the old man!
When the old man who melted into the void saw this, his eyes turned cold, "In that case, you should try this!"
In the chaotic world, one after another thunderbolts no longer attacked the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor. Instead, they danced wildly in the void, passing through the void inch by inch, tearing the space apart. In the gaps, countless thunderbolts seemed to be cheering and waiting. The moment of unblocking!
"Um?"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor was obviously aware of the abnormality. Although the thunder in the chaotic world was terrifying, as a heavenly king, he was not afraid.
However, the thunder turbulence in the space crack at this moment is powerful enough to threaten him!
Otherwise, Ling'er's space gate would not have almost collapsed due to the old man's shuttle. The stronger the strength, the more turbulent the thunder in this space gap!
"Space strangulation!"
In an instant, countless thunder blades arrived!
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor, but his closed eyes never opened. The raging thunder danced and hit his body, splashing with streaks of ape light!
The old man looked solemnly at the thunderstorm that was raging and dancing in the whole sky and earth. He sniffed lightly with his nose, and it was the smell of blood.
"Even the blood of the people in the Yin Demon Temple smells so fishy!" Obviously, the old man's curses were full of confidence. No one has ever been able to survive one of his own spatial strangulation moves.
This object is not just a gourd, it is not weaker than the Thirty-three Heavenly Divine Artifact!
"how about you?"
A joking voice came, and Zunlao was immediately stunned.
"puff!"
A pale palm passed through the old man's chest from behind!
"The elder of the Zunling Celestial Clan, nothing more than that!" The hoarse and slightly joking voice still sounded, and its owner had already retreated. In his palm, a bright red heart was still beating slightly. On!
"cough!"
The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood and hurriedly covered the dripping blood hole on his chest with his right hand. Despite this, the long red river was still flowing.
"how did you do it……"
The old man looked at the almost intact figure in front of him with disbelief, unwilling to say anything.
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor threw away the bright red heart that was gradually losing its temperature in his hand, and rubbed his bright red palm several times on his ragged and damaged robe, whether it was enjoyment or regret.
"Space strangulation, what a killing move!" After a long time, he stared and said solemnly, "Once the strangulation formation is activated, your position will be exposed!"
When the elder heard the words, he remained silent.
I never expected that this guy has such a delicate mind, such terrifying methods, excellent fighting talent, and such precise grasp of details!
"You are old. Even if you are the Lord of Heaven, you will never be my opponent!"
Although the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor was hit by several thunderbolts strangled by the space and suffered some minor injuries, it was not serious!
"You're really tenacious!"
The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor glanced at the old man whose physical body was almost destroyed but whose spiritual aura was still stable, and said: "It seems that the rumors are true. The Zunling Celestial Clan is really a strange race!"
"In that case, you should accompany me and die in this world!"
The old man smiled crazily, no longer paying attention to the dripping blood hole in front of him, and gave a sharp shout. In an instant, the space began to break inch by inch, and from the broken place, endless raging thunder began to overflow!
This time, it was golden divine thunder!
"This is the first time you have seen the golden thunder that has integrated into the origin of heaven and earth. Let's go on the road together!"
"Space strangulation! Destruction!"
This time, the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's expression became uncertain, and he said, "I don't want to be buried with an old guy like you!"
"The same trick can't work on me twice!"
The blood-colored robe made a hunting sound, and he summoned his original power. A stone with a fishy glow slowly appeared in his dantian.
"Forcing me to use my original power, you are proud enough!" The stone emitting scarlet light slowly rose up, and countless golden thunder struck on it. The Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's face turned livid.
Obviously, he is also suffering from injuries!
"Now, explode!" Immediately, the hoarse voice was several decibels higher than usual, and he stretched out his right hand and made a fist hard!
"The sky is raining blood!"
Following his heart-breaking roar, the stone floating above the Yin Demon Saint Ancestor's head glowed with fishy light. As a golden divine thunder struck down, the stone exploded in an instant!
