The sun was shining brightly.
Below, there is Qingping Daze, and thick fog blocks the sun.
No one can see what's going on inside.
Only through the earth-shattering vibrations could we tell that there was an earth-shattering battle going on inside.
Humans and gods confront each other head-on.
Li Ziye has always been an atheist and has never been afraid of gods.
Outside Qingping Daze.
Red paper umbrellas shielded them from the scorching sun. Under the umbrellas, Hua Feng looked ahead at Yingzhou Jedi Land, with eyes filled with concentration.
Young Master.
On the side, Bai Wangyu felt the vibration inside, and his face showed concern.
"According to Shirakawa Hideze, the Yaqi God of Disaster in Qingping Daze has long been sealed by the Chiba clan. The remaining will to cause trouble can only affect the minds of those who enter. Why is there such a fierce battle inside? Hua Fengdu said with a solemn expression.
"There's only one possibility."
Bai Wangyu said in a deep voice, "Baqi, the God of Disaster, has awakened!"
"Should we go in and help?"
Hua Fengdu heard this and asked seriously.
"Being not."
Bai Wangyu's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Judging from the intensity of the fighting inside, Brother Li is not without the ability to fight back. Since there are some fights, Brother Li should be able to handle it. We don't have the White Moon Divine Stone to protect our bodies. If someone breaks in without permission, , it is very likely that he will be affected by the will of the God of Disaster and become a drag on Brother Li."
This Qingping Daze is the gathering place for the evil energy of the entire Yingzhou. Once the evil energy enters the body and the mind is lost, it will soon be eroded by the will of the God of Disaster.
Therefore, here, the strength of your cultivation is not the key.
During the conversation between the two.
In Qingping Daze, roars shook the sky, and Li Ziye's figure passed by like thunder, getting faster and faster.
Li Ziye, who had already decided to commit blasphemy, changed his previous cynical attitude and gathered all his efforts to unleash his full combat power.
In the thick fog, the Yamata God of Disaster, whose head was cut off, was obviously much weaker. The two-headed dragon head breathed out, wanting revenge.
However.
At this moment, the body of the Yamata Misfortune God is still sealed in the Yamata Mirror thousands of miles away. The two-headed evil dragon that remains in Qingping Daze is just a trace of the will of the Yamata Misfortune God. Far from being comparable to the original body.
Normally, the will of the god of disaster here can also corrode the consciousness of intruders with the help of the evil energy gathered in Qingping Daze. However, Li Ziye is protected by the white moon stone and is immune to all evil, which is the greatest advantage of the will of the god of disaster. Unable to use it, he could only fight Li Ziye head-on in his soul state.
pity.
In a head-on fight, the soul body has no advantage.
Especially in Li Ziye's hands, he still holds a divine object that can restrain evil.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and the will of the God of Disaster, which has always been invincible, is at a complete disadvantage at this moment.
"boom!"
The dragon's breath puffed out, its power shook the heavens and the earth. In the thick fog, afterimages were swallowed up by the dragon's breath and dissipated invisible.
After a moment.
In the sky above the two-headed evil dragon, a young figure appeared, swinging his sword and slashing at the head of the two-headed evil dragon again.
"Roar!"
The two-headed evil dragon seemed to be on guard. The other head quickly turned around, roared angrily, and spit out a mouthful of dragon breath.
"Three feet of frost and bright moon!"
The dragon's breath was so close that Li Ziye had no time to dodge. He raised his zhenqi to the limit, and his zhenyuan rushed against the divine treasure. He frosted his sword to block the dragon's breath.
Boom!
Earth-shaking, the power of the dragon's breath was unstoppable, and Li Ziye was immediately blown away.
The moment the remaining energy came close to him, Li Ziye's whole body was filled with golden light, and the bright mirror was not a shield, which could barely block the remaining energy of the dragon's breath.
After a dangerous encounter, more than ten feet away, Li Ziye stumbled to steady himself, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"It turns out you're not such an idiot. I thought you were just a big brainless guy."
Li Ziye stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with a cold face, suppressed the injuries in his body, stared at the giant creature in front of him, and said coldly, "I underestimated you just now, come again!"
"Roar!"
In the thick fog, the two-headed evil dragon seemed to understand what the young man in front of him said. He roared to the sky, his eyes glowed fiercely, and he rushed forward suddenly.
Just when the battle between Li Ziye and the God of Disaster was reaching a fever pitch.
Thousands of miles away, on the coast of the North Sea.
Deserted city.
An old man covered in black mist rushed out.
Behind, Chiba Mao followed closely and took action to stop him.
"boom!"
The two of them fought, the remaining energy shook, and they both took a few steps back together.
After being possessed by the God of Disaster, the old man's strength became even stronger, becoming as strong as Chiba Mao. For a while, it was difficult to block him.
At this moment, not far away, Qianye Bailian, who was waiting outside the city first, rushed over. He cut down the divine weapon Bailian in his hand, and joined forces with Qianye Mao to stop the God of Disaster.
"Bah."
The Hundred Refiners passed by, and the clothes on the old man's arms were torn, and blood splattered out.
Unexpectedly.
The old man who was possessed by the God of Disaster was not aware that the evil energy was surging all over his body, and he counterattacked with his heavy palm, slamming into Qianye Bailian's chest.
"Well!"
With the strength of his palms increasing, Qianye Bailian groaned and took several steps back.
A little bit of vermilion dyes the clothes on the chest.
"Hundred Refinements!"
Behind him, Chiba Mao's expression changed slightly, he stepped forward and slapped the old man on the back of the heart with a palm.
"boom!"
The old man turned around, evil spirits gathered together, and he met him with a palm, blocking the attack forcefully.
Two powerful forces impacted, and the battle situation separated again.
The moment Chiba Mao was knocked back, the old man showed no inclination to fight and quickly ran away, escaping from the encirclement of the two men.
"Chase!"
When Qianye Zhenyang and Qianye Bailian saw this, their hearts sank. They suppressed the surging Qi in their bodies and chased after them again.
not far away.
Li Qingzhi watched this scene, without rushing to take action, and quickly followed the old man possessed by the Yamata God of Disaster.
Outside the deserted city, one chase after another, and soon, one day passed.
Because it is located so far north and it is winter, the days on the coast of the North Sea are extremely short.
On the horizon, the scorching sun moves westward, from early morning to noon, and then to sunset. Before your eyes, evening has arrived.
The old man possessed by the God of Disaster was not only powerful, but also extremely cunning, and time and again escaped the obstruction of Chiba Mao and others.
If a great cultivator of the Five Realms wants to escape, almost no one can stop him, even if they are both in the Fifth Realm.
On the shores of the North Sea, the vibrations of the battle continued to be heard. The three old monsters of the fifth realm from the Chiba clan tried their best to stop them, but they failed again and again.
The bodies of the three of them are all stained red, and their true energy has been consumed a lot. If they were not in the fifth realm, they might not be able to sustain it.
In comparison, the old man possessed by the God of Disaster seemed to be indifferent to pain and fatigue. Even though his body was injured, his combat power was not affected at all.
The sun sets in the west, and the sky quickly darkens on the shore of the North Sea.
I don’t know how many times.
The evil old man fought with Chiba Mao and others again, and then escaped from the trap.
And not far away, outside the battle situation.
Li Qingzhi stood quietly, with no intention of taking action. He just followed the old man and quietly waited for the opportunity.
