"Shenglin, do you really think you have won?"
Yi Ting's eyes flashed with cold light as he stared coldly at Elder Shenglin.
Naturally, he couldn't just let it go. Although this old guy was cunning, he was still far from being able to completely manipulate him into applause.
"Win? No, Lord Regal, I never thought about winning against you."
Elder Shenglin shook his head, a look of madness appeared on his face, "I just want you to die! As long as you die, no one in this fairyland can stop me!"
"Just you?"
Yi Ting stared angrily, this Shenglin's ambition was to overthrow the entire fairyland world and become the new master!
Is he worthy?
Yi Ting took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the underworld magic that was raging in his body.
Ning Kun's resentment has infected the power of the Ancestral Dragon.
Refining this power is like planting a time bomb within yourself.
However, he must obtain this power.
Whether it is to lift the curse of the Great Evil King Yifeng, or to be able to take the last step and ascend to the divine way!
Yi Ting clenched his fists tightly, his eyes already bloodshot.
The ghostly face formed by Ning Kun's resentment was wandering crazily on his body, as if it was about to come out of his body at any time.
"Hahahaha!"
Elder Shenglin laughed wildly, "Master Emperor, this is not a good feeling! It's too cold at high places. You have been in this position for so many years, it's time to give up!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a roar that shook the sky, and the black dragon transformed by Elder Shenglin fiercely attacked Yi Ting.
It was to take advantage of his illness to kill him.
Even though Elder Sheng Lin's plan has taken effect, the ancestral dragon source in Yi Ting's body has also been eroded by Ning Kun's resentment.
However, Yi Ting is Yi Ting after all.
It would be a long night and many dreams, so he must be killed quickly!
Kweli and Empress Qingluo looked at each other. Although they were deeply wary of Elder Shenglin, their temporary companion, at this moment, it was the best time to kill Yi Ting.
"Nine Nether Madness!"
Keveli waved her hand, and then the entire Zeguo roared wildly.
Erbert was wearing marine armor, and he swung the trident in his hand and smashed it towards Yi Ting.
The power of the ancestors of the two demon clans reappeared at the same time.
The magic dragon dances in the sky and the angry sea attacks!
The power of the two ancestors attacked from left and right, and Emperor Yi Ting's body was also disturbed by the underworld's ghost technique.
For a time, due to internal and external troubles, even this aloof Emperor finally showed a trace of panic.
"Go to hell!"
"Death!"
Elder Shenglin and Kweli shouted loudly at the same time.
At the same time, Empress Qingluo stood proudly on top of Luan Feng, using her hand gestures, a giant green sword slashed down from the direction of Yi Ting's head.
For a time, all Yi Ting's escape routes were blocked.
"Lord Emperor!"
Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting was scared to death.
Once Yi Ting's defensive barrier is breached, his life will be certain to die.
Wan Jun clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth and glared at the giant sword above, and shouted: "Emperor, I will block that sword, you take the opportunity to leave!"
As soon as the words fell, Wan Jun had already performed the eight-step Lei Ji secret technique.
Even though his cultivation level was as light as a firefly, it was nothing compared to powerful people like Empress Qingluo.
But at this moment, even if he knew he would die, he still had to fight for a chance for Emperor Zun.
"Come back!"
Yi Ting shouted violently, stretched out his hand to grab Wan Jun, and pressed Wan Jun down hard.
With his little cultivation, the sword was already twisted into pieces before he could stop it.
He glanced at Yun Ting and frowned slightly.
Commander Yun Ting was so frightened that his legs became weak, "I...I...I am also willing to sacrifice my life for Lord Emperor, but my...this little cultivation..."
Yi Ting snorted coldly, this loser obviously has no hope.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky, "Your Majesty, take advantage of the moment!"
But it was the Jiazi Shadow Guard who rushed out at the last moment and slammed into the giant sword summoned by Empress Qingluo.
His cultivation is also at the eighth level of brokenness.
Even though she is not as powerful as the Empress, she can already fight with her.
He seemed to be burning with a bright red flame.
This is burning your own life source!
Amidst the roar, Jiazi Shadow Guard punched out, knocking back the giant sword a hundred feet!
"Now!"
Jiazi Shadow Guard shouted loudly.
Yi Ting took a deep look at Jiazi Shadow Guard, and immediately grabbed Wan Jun's shoulders. His figure swayed, turned into a stream of light, and fled towards the only opening.
In his current state, it is indeed not suitable to stay for a long time. He must find a relatively safe place as soon as possible to completely suppress Ning Kun's resentment.
Otherwise, once the resentment is allowed to rage in the body and erode all the ancestor dragons, the consequences will be disastrous.
As for Yun Ting, although he is still within the protective barrier, whether he can escape safely depends on his own luck.
Yun Ting's face turned pale with fright, and he frantically chased after Yi Ting, "Lord Emperor, don't leave me behind!"
"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"
When Elder Shenglin saw this, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and in a flash, he transformed into a black dragon and chased away with a roar.
Keveli's expression changed slightly, she snorted coldly, and called on Erbert to sweep out his halberd and hit the Jiazi Shadow Guard hard.
"Go to hell, you guy who's in the way!"
If Jiazi Shadow Guard hadn't intervened, Yi Ting would have had no chance of escaping from the encirclement just now.
Jiazi Shadow Guard's figure flashed, barely avoiding the edge of Empress Qingluo's sword, and was locked by Ebert's trident.
He used secret techniques several times to move around and dodge, but he was still slapped away by Ebert's palm.
"Poof!"
A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out. Jiazi Shadow Guard had no time to dodge and was directly pierced by the trident.
"The Great Cutting Technique!"
Empress Qingluo's eyes turned cold, and she struck out with a palm, completely killing the Jiazi Shadow Guard's last chance of survival.
In an instant, the body of Jiazi Shadow Guard exploded in the void.
With his cultivation, he can travel across the world.
Unfortunately, his opponents were the Demon Queen and Her Majesty the Empress.
His ending has already been determined. "Jiazi..."
Yi Ting looked back at the direction where Jiazi Shadow Guard died suddenly, and tightened his fists.
Although these shadow guards are just killers he trained.
However, how many subordinates were under his command who were so loyal to protect the Lord?
"Chase!"
Empress Qingluo and Ke Weili obviously would not let Yi Ting escape. They snorted coldly and immediately chased him out.
But I saw Kweli stepping on the huge waves, and everything she passed was transformed into a country.
Empress Qingluo stands proudly on top of the Luan Bird, with its wings spread, flying thousands of miles in an instant!
Because of Elder Shenglin's hand, Bai Qi's secret weapon does not need to be used for the time being.
……
at the same time.
In the cave, Young Master Xuance replaced the chess pieces on the chessboard one after another, and murmured: "It was such a tragic battle, Old Ning, Old Ning, it seems that you have not been able to change yourself after all. Destiny! Abandoned son, but always just an abandoned son..."
There was a trace of sadness in his eyes, but it flashed away.
The next moment, Young Master Xuance took a deep breath, waved his hand, and a mask of light slowly lit up on the chessboard.
"Yi Ting, oh Yi Ting, I finally asked you to enter the urn, but it's so easy. Do you want to escape?"
The mask is like an eggshell, placed upside down on the chessboard.
But this chessboard covers the entire Luan Lin Death Lake.
Everything in this world will be reflected on this chessboard.
This murder has been planned for thousands of years, just for this moment.
Even Yi Ting is absolutely unable to get in or out!
……
Let's talk about the other side, Jiazi Shadow Guards, forcing a way out for Yi Ting.
Yi Ting's figure turned into the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and with lightning speed, he had already shot out of the underground space.
However, just when he was about to leave the realm of the Luan Lin Death Swamp, a golden light shield suddenly flipped down, completely covering the entire Luan Lin Death Swamp.
"Broken!"
Yi Ting snorted coldly and shot out the long sword in his hand.
The Tianzhu Sword Spirit transformed into the form of a sword god. The sword energy spread across thousands of feet and slashed hard at the golden light shield.
However, the barrier light curtain only shook a few times, and actually swallowed up all the Tian Zhu Sword Qi.
"Damn it!"
Yi Ting snorted coldly, but there was no way to retreat.
At this moment, the black dragon transformed by Elder Shenglin, as well as Keweili and Empress Qingluo, all arrived in an instant.
"Hahaha!"
Elder Shenglin laughed loudly, "Master Emperor, since a distinguished guest like you is here, how can we leave in such a hurry? If you want to leave, you must save your life first!"
However, just when Elder Shenglin thought he was safe and sound, a crisp flute sound suddenly sounded in his ears.
The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious, as if it can penetrate the depths of the soul, making people fall into it involuntarily.
"This is..."
Elder Shenglin's expression changed, and he instantly recognized the origin of the flute sound.
The source of the great avenue, the soul-suppressing flute!
"Soul Flute!"
Empress Qingluo's expression also changed. This thing originally belonged to the Great Evil King Yi Feng.
Yifeng has been proficient in music since he was a child. Later, it was because of music that he became associated with Ling Ruoshui, a saint from the Tiandao clan, and they played the harp and the harp in harmony.
The guqin that day was given to Ling Ruoshui by Yifeng.
And this soul-suppressing flute was gifted to Yi Feng by Ling Ruoshui.
With this soul-suppressing flute, Yifeng composed his own "Soul Song" to suppress evil spirits from all directions, and became famous for a while.
Later, with the disappearance of the great evil king Yifeng, this soul-suppressing flute also disappeared together.
Unexpectedly, it ended up falling into Yi Ting's hands.
But the tune Yi Ting played was the "Quiet" composed by Yi Feng in the past!
What Empress Qingluo didn't know was that Yi Ting was not interested in music at all.
But because of missing this brother and sister, he learned to play the flute.
Later, Yi Feng burned his last life and cursed Yi Feng, and this soul-suppressing flute, as a relic, also fell into Yi Ting's hands.
It was originally just a souvenir, but unexpectedly, it came in handy today.
"Not good!"
Elder Sheng Lin's expression changed drastically, and he instantly realized Yi Ting's intention.
This "Quiet" can not only suppress the power of the ancestor of the dragon demon in his body, but also suppress Ning Kun's resentment.
As soon as the "Quiet" came out, Elder Shenglin already felt like his insides were on fire. The original power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor seemed to be struggling crazily and going berserk.
If this continues, it won't be long before he completely loses control of the power of the ancestor of the dragon demon. At that time, he himself will become a monster first and completely lose his mind without waiting for Yi Ting to take action.
"Unexpectedly, you even learned Yifeng's "Quiet"!"
Empress Qingluo stared at Yi Ting, gritted her teeth and said: "You are not worthy of using his soul flute!"
Yi Ting ignored Empress Qingluo's insults.
As the requiem played, the infected ancestral dragon Longyuan in the body was being purified bit by bit.
This is probably the inevitable outcome.
I, Yi Ting, deserve to be together, but my life is not meant to be cut off!
"No! Stop bragging! Stop bragging! Ah!!!"
Elder Shenglin tightly covered his ears as he forcibly refined the original power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor. Time was short and there was no time to fully control this power.
The power of the rampaging dragon demon made him feel burned inside.
Kweli's expression also changed slightly.
Fortunately, she is from the same lineage as the Sea Demon King. Although Requiem has considerable restraint on her, it will not be as huge as Elder Shenglin.
"No! Stop bragging! Stop bragging!!!"
Elder Shenglin was tearing his body apart wildly, roaring, roaring, and rolling all over the ground.
He stared at Yi Ting, his eyes filled with strong unwillingness!
The power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor in his body that had been suppressed by him suddenly started rioting again.
The power seemed to be stimulated by something, raging crazily in his body, and black aura surged out from him crazily, like black smoke, completely submerging his figure.
"What are you still doing?"
Elder Shenglin yelled and looked at the two people behind him, "Are you going to wait until I'm dead before you take action!"
"Hmph!"
Keveli snorted, "I think it's not bad!"
However, having said that, Keveli still manipulated Ebert and launched a strong attack on Emperor Yi Ting.
There are too many variables in this soul-suppressing flute. If it cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it may not be known who will win today! (End of chapter)