Qi Tian Zhanyuan was injured everywhere, almost turning from a golden monkey to a red-haired monkey, with only his golden eyes extremely bright and his fighting spirit still high.

Ling Bai's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and the sudden increase in power after the magic transformation brought huge loads to his body. Now he held the Qingcang Sword in his hand entirely with a spiritual will.

Each person and ape have reached the end of their lives, but they have also gained many benefits from each other. The one who survived, the sword intent or fighting intent, will surely make rapid progress like a rocket in the future.

Looking at the fierce Qitian War Ape opposite, Ling Bai let out a long sigh, his eyes becoming a little regretful: "Qitian War Ape, I respect your fighting spirit and strength, so I didn't want to use it to deal with you, but I never thought that your combat power was so powerful."

As soon as the words fell, invisible ripples spread, covering Qitian War Ape in a flash. Then Qitian War Ape was surprised to find that the power in its body began to disappear like a tide receding, and a stream of weakness and fatigue emerged from all limbs and bones.

Its great ape soul was actually hit by a force majeure, and at this moment it fell into a state of weakness!

"You are very strong, but unfortunately your unique skills are strengthening..."

Qingcang Sword’s innate realm, forbidden world!

Domain effect: Within the scope of the domain, the soul power is not more than Ling Bai's opponent's level 30, all enhanced soul-like skills except the true body of the martial soul, and Ling Bai's autoimmune state is abnormal.

The Forbidden World has never been useful before, because attackers such as the Remnant Dream Golden Eagle are at least soul emperors, which exceed the limit of the Forbidden World.

Qi Tian’s cultivation of the ape has been around for eight thousand years, just within the scope of the forbidden world. The Great Ape Soul is also a strengthened soul-like skill, so he was forced to fall into weakness.

"roar--"

The Qitian Battle Ape roared angrily, and even Ye Lingling could hear the unwillingness contained in the roar. Its spiritual will still want to continue fighting, but its body dragged its back.

"The Untraceable Demon Shadow."

He came to the Qitian Battle Ape like shrinking into an inch, and the sword light fell from the sky like a dragon!

Even though his body is weak, the Qitian War Ape is still not a person who can be slaughtered. He sticks are on his head and fires are burning the sky!

"Crack...Crack..."

A crack suddenly appeared at the intersection of the sword sticks, and then the crack became bigger and bigger. The stick that accompanied the eight thousand years of Qi Tian War Ape, nourished by its soul power day and night, burst into countless pieces.

So what if you lose the stick, Qi Tian Battle Ape and fists!

The blood-red fist bravely faced Qingcang sword edge!

The sword light was like a storm, shining through the sky and blue color around it. The sky and the ape stood on the earth, with their feet as steady as Mount Tai.

A sword light hits, then punch it hard!

With one sword on the left and one punch on the right, the shadow of the fist shattered the sword light again and again!

On the surface, Ling Bai seemed to be unable to do anything to the Qitian War Ape who lost his stick, but only in the fight they knew the other party's situation best. Every time they fought against the Qingcang Sword, there would be a crack in the Qitian War Ape's fist bone.

At this moment, most of its fist had been cut off by the Qingcang Sword, revealing the thick white bones inside. The cracks were covered with cracks, and it was hard to tell when it would be broken like that stick.

"boom!"

The Qitian Battle Ape once again blocked Ling Bai's sword energy, but this time he retreated more than 30 meters, more than any previous one!

It knew that it would be impossible to resist the next sword.

Straighten your back, look at the world with a torch!

It seems to be telling Ling Bai, come on!

The last scene that Qi Tian Zhan Ape saw before losing consciousness was a whistling sky-blue sword dragon, dragging its scarred body and hitting the trunk of the ancient spirit peach tree. The fragrant and seductive peaches fell, but it could never eat them again.

Ling Bai stood in front of Qi Tian Zhan's corpse, and the purple lights gathered into a circle of purple soul rings. The sky blue scarlet and alien pupils were as dazzling as two dazzling crystals. Three thousand blood-colored long hair was windless, and the whole person's aura was full of evil and domineering.

After killing the Qitian War Ape, he did not feel any joy, but instead felt a little regretful. As the king of the ape soul beast, the Qitian War Ape was able to summon the fog spirit monkey group to help. If he was not good, he could eat a few ancient spirit peaches to treat his injuries, but he achieved a fair battle.

Even humans, this kind of pride is rare in the world. I didn’t expect to see it on a soul beast.

"It's still a sword."

Ling Bai murmured, Qingcang Sword swung a half-moon sword energy, and cut off the ancient spirit peach tree in half like a training, and then took out an ordinary iron sword from the phoenix jade pendant:

"Lingling, the ancient spirit peach tree is not dead yet, come and make up for the sword."

"oh oh!"

Hearing Ling Bai's call, Ye Lingling subconsciously agreed, trotted all the way to take the iron sword, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and poked straight into the heart of the ancient Lingpan Peach Tree.

This sword was the last straw that defeated the camel. The ancient spirit peach tree was full of vitality, and a purple soul ring appeared in front of the two of them.

The blood color representing the demonization faded away quickly. Ling Bai's body suddenly shook, and his face became extremely pale. His soul power was lower than that of the Qitian War Ape. He could never defeat the opponent after a long battle, so he used the Forbidden World to break the great ape soul.

Ye Lingling did not rush to absorb the soul ring, but released the healing light of the Jiuxin Begonia again and fell on Ling Bai's head. This time, Ling Bai closed his eyes and enjoyed it safely. He even picked up a few ancient spirit peaches from the ground and bit them down. The peach fragrance was swelling and juice splashed everywhere.

Killing people to kill their hearts, cutting trees and eating peaches, this wave is perfect.

Ling Bai was eating peaches in big mouthfuls. The peach contained the life accumulation of the ancient spirit peach tree over the past thousand years, which could quickly restore the blood power he consumed, so he said to Ye Lingling:

"You can absorb the soul ring first, I will rest for a while and help you protect the Dharma."

"Um."

Ye Lingling was not humble. There was a time limit for the soul ring to be produced after the soul beast died, and it would automatically dissipate if no one absorbed it for an hour.

If the two of them absorb the soul ring at the same time, if the monkey group outside suddenly rushed in, they would probably be in a state of coldness, so they could only absorb the soul ring one by one and one by one.

Ye Lingling, sitting cross-legged, could no longer see her figure. She was covered in a layer of milky white mist. A beautiful crabapple flower was blooming in the fog.

Ye Lingling's expression was relaxed and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. The attributes of the ancient Lingpan Peach Tree were very suitable for the Jiuxin Begonia. It was comfortable and pleasant to absorb, so naturally she could not use Ling Bai's help.

Half an hour later, Ye Lingling woke up smoothly, and the three soul rings of two yellow and one purple kept rhythmic around her body. The circle of purple looked extremely noble.

Just after absorbing the soul ring, Ye Lingling couldn't control her soul power. Ling Bai felt it and looked surprised:

"It seems that something is wrong with this soul power..."
Chapter completed!