There was a hint of sarcasm in Saint Qinghai's words, because Saint Ming Ce was a second disaster cultivation, so he asked him to deal with a junior of the Eight Tribulation World Honored One. Even if he won, Saint Ming Ce's face would be lost.

A saint can live for thousands of years. In addition to his life, his face is also an extremely important thing. Otherwise, if someone catches the handle, he will be ridiculed as a joke for many years.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Chao, I have to trouble you to get out of here and capture this kid!" Saint Ming Ce said coldly.

The face of the saint Yin Chao paused slightly. He had just survived a severe disaster. He was the saint ancestor of the Penglai Immortal Sect. He asked him to deal with Xu Yang, the leader of the Eight Tribulation Emperor Sect, to be the one who bullied the small.

However, the status of the Saint Ming Ce in the Yin Ming Tian faction is far superior to that of the Saint Yin Chao. The latter did not dare to disobey, and could only answer in a muffled voice: "Since the request from fellow Taoist Ming Ce, I am not easy to refuse."

While speaking, the saint Yin Chao took a step forward, and the holy power roared like a mountain and a sea of ​​mountains. He slashed down with a palm knife, slashing straight towards the Tianwei chain extending out of Xu Yang!

Xu Yang's eyes turned cold. Although his cultivation strength had been greatly improved, it was still extremely dangerous when facing the situation of group of saints. If the Saint of the Coffin escaped safely, these powerful saints who were not good at face-to-face battles would cause him to be exhausted even if he was an iron man.

The Saint of the Coffin cannot escape easily!

Xu Yang shouted loudly, a seal inherited from the main volume of the Eight Scenery of Xuantian, crazily penetrated into the small world! Suddenly, the small world above his head shone with infinite light, passing along the eight Tianwei chains of different colors, and the Tianwei chains suddenly became several times thicker.

The palm knife, which was like an axe, slashed on the Tianwei chain, and only cut it down to a slight arc, but it did not break.

The face of the saint Yin Chao became gloomy. With the strength of his saint's disaster, he took action to save people under the hands of a World Honored One of the Eight Tribulations, but he failed to succeed in one blow. This was really unbelievable.

Just as the saint Yin Chao was about to increase the mysterious skill and slash again, Xu Yang saw that his old power had gone and his new power had not yet come out. He suddenly held his hands and fingers together!

"Tianwei Chain, strangle!"

The eight heavenly power chains rotated and strangled at the same time. In just a moment, the chains that were several times thicker completely shattered the black light defense cover. The chain's remaining power continued to slash directly onto the body of the saint of the coffin!

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A thrust sound like a storm sounded, and eight heavenly power chains were like eight long whips. Continuously chasing the body of the Saint of the Coffin flying backwards, whipping on his body! Each thrust brought serious injuries to the Saint of the Coffin. After just two thrusts, the Saint of the Coffin spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, and the breath became weak.

"hateful!"

The saint Yincai no longer cared about his face. After he took action, the saint of the Ming Coffin was even seriously injured. This itself was the greatest humiliation of his face! What's more, the saint Mingce next to him was so gloomy that almost dripped out of water made the saint Yincai even embarrassed.

A long sword with alternating colors of black, white and red was filled with fierce aura, flying out of the palm of the saint Yin Chao and shooting towards Xu Yang.

Before the three-colored sword energy reached its body, a sharp and devastating meaning came. Xu Yang took a deep breath, took back the Tianwei chain, and the Qianyuan sword suddenly shot out to fight against the Yinmao Saint.

Saint Ming Ce reached out and a soft holy mysterious power surged out, rolling up the seriously injured Saint of the Underworld Coffin and lying flat beside him.

The saint of the underworld coffin looked very miserable. The armor he was wearing had been completely shattered. There were blue and purple whip marks everywhere on the holy body. There were rich residual power of the heavenly tribulation on these whip marks, and even the saints could not expel them immediately.

There was also golden blood in the corner of the mouth of the saint of the Nether Coffin. He lay weakly in front of the saint of Mingce, closing his eyes unwillingly. Compared with the pain, he suffered a greater blow to his mind. He was seriously injured by a World Honored One in the Eight Tribulations, which made him seriously injured in the public eye. How could he gain a foothold among the saints in the future?

"Don't think too much, take care of your injuries. I have only two saints in the Nether Clan. If you continue to be decadent, we will lose our leadership position in the Yinmingtian faction." Saint Ming Ce said in a faint voice.

The body of the saint of the Underworld Coffin shook, and nodded effortlessly. After a while, a sentence burst out from his teeth: "I want...that boy is worse than death!"

"Don't worry, our Nether Clan has countless means to conquer his soul," Saint Ming Ce's face was cold, "In this case, he can't escape at all."

"I'm worried that the Jade Emperor Star's Ancestor Gu Hong will come to save him..." The Saint of the Underworld Coffin breathed heavily, "You can't let this kid leave."

"Don't worry... Have you forgotten the progress made by our two factions in the Butian Ancestor Formation? If the ancestor Gu Hong dares to come, he will inevitably be unable to escape his death." Saint Ming Ce said lightly.

The saint of the Coffin lit up his eyes and then he laughed. He seemed to be relieved and stopped talking, but turned to watch the battle between Xu Yang and the saint of Yin Chao.

"Xu Yang, my sword is called the Sanyin Evil Sword. Now let you taste its first form... Black Evil Sword!"

The saint Yin Chao slapped the three-color holy sword with his palm. The black, white and red colors suddenly flowed, and the white and red disappeared. The rich black air lingered on the sword blade, and a terrifying evil force surged out.

"Let's take action." Xu Yang's words were very concise. In this level of battle, the role that words can play is already very minor, and only strength can play.

The Qianyuan Sword rushed out with a bang, turning into golden sword shadows all over the sky, and then gathered in pairs, finally forming ten great sun sword wheels, roaring towards the Yin Chao Saint.

"Black evil sky curtain!"

The seal technique in the hand of the saint Yin Chao changed. The dark three Yin evil sword immediately exploded with large clusters of black evil fog, and in an instant it enveloped the battlefield of a radius of thousands of feet.

Although this black evil fog is so rich that it is enough to cover the sight, the masters fight with spiritual sense to respond to the opponent's position, and the impact of this sight is nothing.

"Yin Mao, do you think you can defeat me with this? Don't pretend to be a god and use your strongest move!" Xu Yang was ready to go around him and shouted in a deep voice.

"Hehe...Boy Xu Yang, my black evil sky curtain is more than just this little trick," the saint Yin Chao sneered, "The black evil soul gathers souls!"

In an instant, a group of fierce ghosts, two meters tall, condensed from the black fog and rushed towards Xu Yang desperately! Each fierce ghost has a powerful aura that surpasses the Eight Tribulation World Honored One. The most important thing is...they are too many, and a rough glance will lead to a hundred heads. The black fog is so vague that there are countless seas of ghosts behind them.

"Roar..." A powerful Yin Ghost rushed towards Xu Yang. The Yin Ghost, which was closer to Xu Yang, stretched out its blue-purple ghost claws and teared it up. The Yin Ghost at the middle distance was a column of Yin Qi and light shot out, shooting towards Xu Yang.

Xu Yang felt the powerful pressure and even breathed a little difficult. So many ghosts attacked at the same time, if they were other Eight Tribulation World Honored Ones, they would be torn apart in one encounter. Even the strong man in the first realm of the saint would be in a hurry.

"Yin Chao Lao Ghost, let me break your ghostly fog for you! The Great Sun Sword Wheel is in the air for ten days!"

Ten brilliant sword wheels floating around Xu Yang suddenly shot out in all directions. A bunch of blazing sunlight swept across and vertically, and all the ghosts they wanted were cut into several segments.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the black evil sky curtain in the middle of the battlefield was like a huge black cover, completely wrapping Xu Yang. However, the Great Sun Sword Wheel used by Xu Yang was like the dawn that pierced the night sky, bursting out beams of light from the inside of the black cover, poking out hundreds of holes into the black fog.

"boom!"

Under the blazing sword energy, the black evil sky curtain was split into pieces and finally completely collapsed.

"It seems that your move is just like this." Xu Yang said disdainfully as he looked at the ghosts around him who had been cut into several sections.

"Hehe..." The saint Yin Chao was not angry at all.

The next moment, the dispersed black evil sky curtain actually reunited, and soon formed a black fog area of ​​thousands of feet, wrapping Xu Yang and Yin Chao Saint!

Xu Yang's eyes tightened. He saw that the shattered ghosts were actually combined with fragments, forming one after another, and rushed towards Xu Yang again. Looking at the aura of those shattered ghosts, they not only did not feel any sluggish, but instead had a stronger strait!

"The stylistic sword style, the big sunlight dragon, the light dragon collapses!"

Xu Yang put his hands together, and the sword energy of the Qianyuan Sword turned into a large sun dragon, rotating around him, forming a dragon-shaped shield! Immediately afterwards, the dragon-shaped shield cracked into thousands of subtle golden sword energy, shot out in all directions, piercing through the black fog again, shooting one by one, and shooting one Yin ghost into sieves!

The black fog area collapsed, but after the power of the Light Dragon Heavenly Collapse dissipated, a trace of black fog gathered again, and the pierced ghosts also regained their vitality.

No, these ghosts not only regained their vitality, but also had stronger power, as if they had absorbed some nutrients.

"Haha... Boy Xu Yang, my black evil sky curtain is endless, and every time I am destroyed and reborn, it will become stronger! Just wait for the power to be exhausted and be completely swallowed by the ghost!" Through the heavy black fog, the voice of the saint Yin Chao came from afar, full of pride.

"Every time it is destroyed, the Yin Ghost will become stronger?" Xu Yang shook his head. There are no tricks that cannot be cracked. There are naturally reasons for the Yin Ghost to become stronger.

Seeing the fierce ghosts rushing towards him, Xu Yang thought and instantly realized the reason why they were endless.

"So that's it... This is not the morphological characteristic of the Black Evil Sword at all, but the fourth level of sword control technique used by the old man Yin Chao... It creates a world of its own!" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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