The Mirror Moon Palace disciples cooperated well.
As he attacked, the petals fluttered in the air.
Although the flowers were not there, they were fatal. Each time, they could take away a fresh life.
This time, there seemed to be many attackers.
However, their cultivation levels varied, ranging from early stage of the Four Powers Realm to peak stage of the Three Primes Realm.
"Hah!"
The disciples of the Mirror Moon Palace shouted.
And among them.
The two figures were the most powerful, and they were no weaker than Ye Zicang.
They were the three strongest disciples of the Mirror Moon Palace.
Yao Qing, Yin Yueyi.
The two of them were wearing long white dresses with fluttering sleeves.
A white rose and a plain heart orchid.
It looked beautiful, but there was a cold killing intent.
Yao Qing held her sword.
As he waved it, blood splattered and dyed the sky red.
Yin Yueyi held the crystal whip in her hand.
The sound of wind and thunder rang out, dancing like a dragon king roaring in the air, carrying a domineering and sharp aura.
After killing them, the long whip rattled and retreated like a snake.
This was the complete opposite of Yin Yueyi's temperament.
It felt strange.
He didn't expect the playful and quick-witted Yin Yueyi to have such a fierce and murderous side!
The two of them were geniuses.
Along with the Mirror Moon Palace disciples, the ground around them was dyed red with blood.
It never dyed their clothes red.
She was like a fairy who had descended to the mortal world. Her methods were ethereal and otherworldly.
"You're courting death!"
Ye Zicang wielded the Daluo Sword Embryo in his hand.
Light bloomed, and a thick aura surged, engulfing the people who were attacking fearlessly.
In an instant.
Those people turned into blood rain.
At this moment!
At this moment, Ye Zicang could feel a strong will and killing intent surging in his heart.
Someone was working together.
A small golden bell flashed and turned into a golden ribbon, striking the back of Ye Zicang's head.
The bell shone with golden light, lighting up the area!
Ye Zicang turned around and raised his hand to shake the palm-sized golden bell.
With a loud clang, sparks flew in all directions. It was deafening.
The surrounding ancient pine trees exploded, and the ground exploded like waves, sweeping in all directions.
This was a top-notch Sect Armament!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Ye Zicang's attack.
It was a rare treasure.
A golden Qilin was carved on the surface of the small golden bell, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
With this collision, it suddenly charged out of the surface of the small bell and transformed into a tall Qilin.
"Boom!"
With a loud roar, the Qilin rushed over.
"Puff!"
In the surroundings, dozens of ambushers had their bones and tendons broken by the incomparably tall Qilin's body, and blood spurted out of their mouths.
Some people even died.
"Boom!"
There were not only vigorous trees in the ancient forest, but also huge steel rocks, which were as vast as a small mountain cliff.
One of them was hit by the Qilin and shattered on the spot, sending rocks flying everywhere.
"Qilin Bronze Bell?"
Ye Zicang's eyes shone brightly as he muttered.
"Kill them!"
It was a black-haired man dressed in black and white Yin Yang clothing, which seemed to be the symbol of a large sect.
His eyes were cold and filled with endless killing intent.
Ye Zicang didn't care who he was or what sect he was from.
Those who wanted to kill him were all enemies. Even if it was a big sect, even the overlord race of the Dark Sky Land would still have to die!
"Chi!"
Ye Zicang transformed into a purple lightning bolt and charged forward.
A pair of lightning wings suddenly appeared, interweaving with a dazzling purple lightning.
Boom!
It shot out a thick bolt of lightning.
This was the profound meaning of lightning, the Four Extremes of Lightning!!
"Ah!"
The black-and-white Yin Yang robed man shouted loudly. His charred skin and bones shattered as he flew backward. His clothes were tattered and he coughed up blood.
Ye Zicang was surprised.
To be able to withstand a strike from him with the Lightning Dao Four Extremes Heaven and the Destructive Divine Body and not die, this person was indeed not simple.
"Swoosh."
Ye Zicang rushed over quickly and followed up with ten arcs of lightning. Each of them was enough to pierce through a late-stage paragon of the Three Primes.
"Roar!"
The Qilin stepped into the air and swooped down to protect the person in the black and white Yin Yang robe.
"Puff!"
The tall and sturdy Qilin was sent flying by the attack. The lightning released by the Four Extremes Heaven Profound Meaning of the Lightning Dao pierced through its body, shattering its scales and causing it to bleed profusely.
How could the secret techniques that the Desolate Emperor had evolved in his life be ordinary?
"You…"
The black-and-white Yin Yang robed man was shocked and terrified.
He didn't expect that he couldn't kill Ye Zicang even with the Qilin Clan's treasure.
He opened his mouth wide and tried to beg for mercy. Otherwise, he would face death. He did not want to die yet.
As a genius who was only second to a monstrous figure, he was a genius.
No one would be willing to die.
"Dao brother, I'm from the Yin Yang Dao."
"Hmm?"
Ye Zicang looked coldly at the man who claimed to be from the Yin Yang Path.
The Yin Yang Path was very impressive, and it was one of the great ancient orthodoxies of the Lower Cang Sect.
In the Lower Cang, the Mirror Moon Palace had to fear him.
Yin Yang Dao was one of them!
"Boom!"
Ye Zicang flapped the wings formed by lightning on his back.
A terrifying purple lightning feather flew out, and the black-and-white Yin Yang robed man exploded on the spot.
Ye Zicang continued forward, unstoppable.
If a god stood in his way, he would kill him. If a Buddha stood in his way, he would kill Buddha!
Ye Zicang stepped forward, holding the Daluo Sword Embryo in his hand and carrying the huge Thunder Wings on his back.
For a moment, no one dared to attack him. All of them retreated.
This was the power of killing. In a short moment, Ye Zicang had killed hundreds of experts. Blood spilled all over the ground behind him.
Those were the ambushers who had been killed. There were many races and creatures.
This was a demon king, and he could not be angered, or he would be killed.
On the other side.
Seeing this, the attackers who were fighting Yao Qing and the Mirror Moon Palace disciples stopped.
"Shui Feichen, do you think you can kill me with these useless chickens and dogs?”
Ye Zicang's hair fluttered in the wind.
But it was spotless.
Hearing Ye Zicang's words.
Yao Qing and Yin Yueyi's beautiful eyes flickered as they scanned the area ahead.
"I underestimated you."
Ye Zicang's voice trailed off.
A light snort rang out.
What followed were spatial ripples in front of him.
Two powerful figures slowly appeared.
It was Shui Fei Chen.
Beside him was the Spirit Silver Race's monstrous genius, Yin Gu.
At this moment, Shui Feichen's aura was extremely dense, and he did not seem to be injured at all. Clearly, he had used extremely powerful pills and spiritual items to heal his wounds.
It was likely that the items used to heal that kind of injury were definitely rare treasures.
? And now, this was done by the Water Qilin Race.
They had paid a huge price in order to allow their genius Shui Fei Chen to obtain a Ruler level inheritance.
This time, it was Shui Feichen who had come to kill Ye Zicang to wash away his humiliation.
Originally, Shui Feichen wanted to kill Ye Zicang, or at least catch him off guard.
However, he underestimated Ye Zicang's ability again.
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