The fourth level of sword control technique can condense the natural power of heaven and earth, and even form a world of its own, trapping the opponents in it.

Xu Yang understood one move, the change of the sword technique of burning the whole world - the World of Fire.

As long as the opponent's counterattack does not exceed the tolerance of the self-formed world, it will not be able to break through the dilemma of this sword energy world.

Moreover, the Black Evil Heavenly Screen used by the saint Yin Chao, including the power of the devouring law. Every time Xu Yang used the holy sword to bombard the mysterious energy that finally radiated was swallowed by the Black Evil Heavenly Screen. The energy injected into the body of the Yin Ghost, which will naturally make the Yin Ghost stronger every time he reborn.

"Haha, boy Xu Yang, why are you standing still? Could it be that you are scared to death? Let's see how you can resist this tide of ghosts!" The saint Yin Chao smiled, pinched the seal with both hands, and the ghosts roared at Xu Yang.

"Yin Chao's old man, see that I have broken your ghost fog!"

Xu Yang took a deep breath, and the Qianyuan Sword suddenly flew out, and the sword technique of burning the whole sword!

A world of flames suddenly took shape, and all directions were surging flame sword energy. Directly below, hundreds of miniature craters erupted with great firepower, and fire pillars soared into the sky!

The battlefield with a radius of thousands of feet was originally a dark world of ghost fog, but now, inspired by the flame world, a huge two-color sphere with the upper and lower spheres being red and the diameter of thousands of feet was formed! Every moment, a huge sword energy was in conflict and exploded wildly!

Many powerful Buddhas retreated one after another, and they could still feel a little uneasy between tens of feet apart.

"This is almost two saints fighting... Xu Yang's current strength is not inferior to the saint's disaster. Even if he does not use the strange small world of heavenly tribulation, he can still compete with the saint Yin Chao... incredible!"

A trace of haze flashed in Saint Lu Yu's eyes, as if he was calculating something.

The huge two-color sphere with a diameter of ten thousand feet increased rapidly with the explosion of sword energy on both sides, and then exploded with a bang! The unparalleled wave of air swept across all directions, and even the onlookers avoided it!

The aftermath subsided, and Xu Yang and the saint of Yin Chao appeared again in the field. Both of them were a little unstable. This level of explosion also caused them to have a significant shock.

"It can actually break my black evil sky curtain..." The saint Yincao looked gloomy and shouted, "Boy, look at my second evil of the three Yinsha swords, Baisha sword!"

The seal technique changes, the color on the surface of the Sanyin Evil Sword changes rapidly, the black converges, and the white light surges. In the blink of an eye, the Sanyin Evil Sword transforms from a black sword body to a white light long sword.

"Yincai's old man, you can take my move, Tianwei chain!" The small world above Xu Yang's head suddenly opened, and eight dazzling Tianwei burst into pieces, turning into eight thick chains, shooting towards the Yincai Saint!

The saint Yincao felt a slight slap in his heart. He had seen the power of the heavenly power chain, which contained the power of the eighth level of heavenly tribulation. Just now, the saint of the Nether Coffin was defeated by this move. He did not dare to be negligent, and immediately pinched the seal with both hands. The Baisha Sword suddenly turned into thousands of pure white sword energy, forming a huge white octopus on the head of the saint Yincao.

The octopus twisted its body. Eight huge tentacles extended infinitely, colliding violently with Xu Yang's Tianwei chain!

The octopus emits a grand holy power throughout the body, and the thickness of its tentacles is better than the Tianwei Chain. With just one encounter, Xu Yang's Tianwei Chain collapsed four times.

"Hehe, boy, you are still young..." As soon as the Saint Yincai finished speaking, he saw the surging power of the sky in Xu Yang's small world. The four cracked chains of heavenly power recovered in the blink of an eye, and continued to bombard the octopus beast formed by the Baisha Sword.

Bangbangbang...

The continuous explosion sounded, and every time the chain of power collapsed that day, one was added, and it was endless! Every round of collision, there was a power of disaster from heaven and earth, which was transmitted to the mind of the saint Yin Chao.

After the baptism of the eighth catastrophe, Xu Yang's small world has reached a point of endless life and cycle, and the eight poles of the power of heaven are endless. For him, the current struggle has not lost at all.

Saint Ming Ce's face finally collapsed. He did not expect that even if Xu Yang fought against the Saint with a disaster, he would have no sign of defeat!

"Fellow Daoist Ming Ce, if you delay the night and dream a lot, it's better to start early." Saint Wuluo next to him whispered.

"Huh... is right. After the Ming Coffin is defeated, I should take action and capture this little thief! Now that it has put a deadlock in a stalemate in the face of the little thief, it has even made the little thief famous." Saint Ming Ce said.

"As long as you kill him, no matter how brilliant the battle is, it will be a passing cloud." The saint of the Coffin who was regulating his breath suddenly opened his eyes and gritted his teeth and said.

"That's right." Saint Ming Ce finally took a step forward, pressed his palm to Xu Yang, and joined the battle group!

Xu Yang was fighting with the saint Yincai, and suddenly felt a huge pressure coming out from the side. He suddenly warned him, and saw the movements of the saint Mingce at the side. He was shocked and immediately wanted to dodge. Unexpectedly, the saint Yincai in front of him sneered. The octopus beast transformed by the Baisha Sword and eight tentacles were swept towards Xu Yang, blocking his dodging angle, forcing him to welcome the palm of Saint Mingce!

At this time, an angry voice came from the side: "Ancestor Ming Ce, do you even ignore the saint's face?"

After Ye Xiu said that, he shouted, and the four-barrel cannons all aimed at the ancestor Mingce and shot out with a bang!

Four brilliant and thick mysterious light columns shot towards the Saint Ming Ce in one go! The four mysterious light columns have reached the level of a powerful attack by the first-level saint.

Saint Ming Ce snorted: "Do you dare to compete with the sun and the moon for light? Break it for me!" He turned his back and punched it, and the surging holy power was like the sea. The light columns hit by the four mysterious cannons were actually blown out by the force of a punch. Only the raging mysterious power fluctuations were left in the void.

"I didn't want to deal with the younger generation, but since you act first, don't blame me!" Saint Ming Ce finally seized the excuse. As soon as he grasped it, he aimed at Ye Xiu World Honored One from afar.

Ye Xiu felt that the space around him was frozen, as if an invisible big hand was quickly clamping. While her mind was controlling, the two black gold puppets rushed forward quickly, one punched the Saint Ming Ce.

At the same time, Feiqiu and Hei Pi also roared and changed their true form and rushed towards the Saint Ming Ce!

"Ant." Saint Ming Ce sneered disdainfully, waved his left sleeve, and an unparalleled force surged. The fat ball and the huge black-skinned beast body were bounced away like a ball, and both beasts were sprayed with blood.

As for the two black gold puppets, they were even more unbearable. They were pressed by the saint Ming Ce and turned into scrap iron.

Saint Ming Ce is a powerful man who has overcome the second severe disaster, and his strength is far superior to that of ordinary saints.

"Xu Yang, you accept your fate! It is also your honor to die in my hands!" After Saint Ming Ce kicked away the obstacle blocking his body, he faced Xu Yang again and pressed his palm from the air.

This palm was like the collapse of the sky, and its power was completely covered, giving Xu Yang an illusion that he had no way to escape.

"Old man Mingce, since you are struggling with each other, then you'll be able to kill you!"

In the small world above Xu Yang's head, half a dark fairy sword flew out under the soul crystal pillar and aimed at the Saint Ming Ce from afar! Under the infusion of the mysterious power of the divine, half a fairy sword was radiant with fairy power. Although its power was not strong, the little bit of essence was extremely sharp.

Saint Ming Ce's heart was shocked, he stopped his palm prints and stood in front of Xu Yang. He carefully looked at the half-width of the fairy sword controlled by Xu Yang, and said in surprise: "Immortal weapon? How can you control the fairy weapon?!"

"You don't need to ask about this," Xu Yang said coldly, "Make a choice now... If you insist on keeping us, I will at least make you pay the price of serious injury."

"Hmph, it's just a broken immortal weapon. I think it can threaten me?" Saint Ming Ce's mouth was calm, but in fact he was very nervous. He was ready to use his escape technique to escape the attack range of the immortal weapon at any time.

Xu Yang remained silent and the mysterious power was completely injected into half of the immortal weapon, making the black light on the immortal weapon even more intense.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a moment. However, the Saint Ming Ce was also happy to be in a stalemate. Xu Yang's state of ready-to-run cannot last for too long. Once Xu Yang's momentum fell and he was unable to control the immortal weapon, he could take action without any restraint.

Suddenly, another fluctuation of space emerged from the void, and a wide mirror surface was formed, and then three powerful saints stepped out from behind the mirror surface.

The leader had a cold face and white hair. He was the ancestor Gu Hong. Behind him, the ancestor of the snake with wrinkles and no beards, and the ancestor of the sword mansion with a cold face, appeared at the same time!

"Mingce, you are a saint of the Second Disaster after all. You are too shameless to attack the younger generation, right?"

The ancestor Gu Hong glanced at Xu Yang briefly and found that he was not injured. He nodded, and then shouted to Saint Ming Ce with anger.

"Gu Hong...you really dare to come." Saint Ming Ce was not afraid and narrowed his eyes and said.

Xu Yang knew in his heart that the ancestor Gu Hong had mastered the general formation map of the Bu Tian Ancestor formation, so he naturally knew the news that he and Ye Xiu had walked out of the ruins of Boya. Because the first formation area was a distance from the second formation area, the three saints had delayed a while even if they used the starry sky shift.

However, now, the arrival of the ancestor Gu Hong undoubtedly gave Xu Yang a lot of confidence. He silently put away the immortal weapon and came to the side of the ancestor Gu Hong with Ye Xiu, Fei Qiu and others.

"Gu Hong, if you don't stay in the first formation area honestly, aren't you afraid of falling?" Saint Lu Yu asked from the side.

"Fallen? You are worthy of it?" Old Ancestor Gu Hong narrowed his eyes and suddenly slapped his palm.
Chapter completed!