“Ka-ching ……”
Black and white space suddenly messed up, Luo Mang was rolled backwards and flew up, spraying a mouthful of blood wildly in the air.
“No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, so you have a Yin Yang Golden Lamp ……” Yan Jiutian’s disdainful voice rang out, but the black mist thread-like lance did not stop stabbing past in the slightest. The surrounding space was no longer controlled by the Little Immortal King’s Yin Yang Golden Lamp, but was dominated by Yan Jiu Tian’s black thread lance.
The Little Immortal King’s soul flew apart, where did he think that there was still a Da Luo Immortal under the sky who could injure him? Moreover, it was under his Yin Yang Golden Lamp, and even his Yin Yang Golden Lamp was cracked open. He had to know that his Yin Yang Golden Lamp was a very high quality immortal weapon, or the top grade of the very high quality immortal weapons.
“Block.”
Frightened, Little Immortal King Lu Mang no longer cared about the Yin Yang Golden Lamp and directly blocked it in front of his body.
“Ka ka ka ……” Fragmented cracking sounds rang out in succession, and Ye Mo was secretly staggered as he watched from the side. No wonder his imitation ‘Eight Extremes Jia Ding’ was shattered by Yan Jiutian’s black mist lance with a single strike, even his World Stone could not stop this black mist turned lance of his opponent.
This thing was simply too terrifying, and Ye Mo even doubted if the lance this guy was using was a top grade divine weapon. Unfortunately, this black mist lance had already become one with Yan Jiutian, even he couldn’t check it out. And what was even more terrifying was Yan Jiutian’s cultivation level, Ye Mo was no longer sure he could win against him at this point.
After the ‘click-click’ sounds rang out in quick succession, Little Immortal King Lu Mang’s Yin Yang Golden Lamp was instantly shattered into pieces and disappeared into the void.
Little Immortal King Lu Mang’s face was so pale that it was clear as day in the void. He could not have imagined that his great reputation as the Little Immortal King would be in this void. He couldn’t even defeat an unnamed late Da Luo Immortal. Not only could he not fight. After his Yin Yang Golden Lamp had been destroyed. He could only even wait for death.
Ye Mo watched as Little Immortal King Rou Mang was about to be killed and clearly did not have any intention of making a move. In fact, according to the strategy, he should have taken the initiative to help and wait for Little Immortal King Lu Mang to come back to his senses, so that the two of them could beat Yan Jiu Tian alone, which would be the right thing to do.
However, Ye Mo would rather be no match for Yan Jiutian than save Little Immortal King Luomang, much less join forces with this Little Immortal King.
The black lance formed by the black mist was already close to Little Immortal King Lu Mang’s brow. A look of despair appeared in Little Immortal King Lu Mang’s eyes. He had not expected that the rightful master he wanted to kill had not yet made his move, but he had died at the hands of a guy he had never heard of. It was a pity that he still had a backhand, but he didn’t have the time to cast it out.
“Die for this emperor.” Yan Jiu Tian’s eyes were icy cold, and the fog-line lance suddenly erupted with a dot of black aura, surprisingly, he was trying to turn Rou Mang into pieces, so he could see that Rou Mang’s words about his trash just now had angered him.
“Who dares to kill my disciple!”
An angry voice rang out, and then an illusory shadow appeared in front of Little Immortal King Lu Mang. A majestic and boundless aura swept out, while a large virtual hand stretched out and grabbed the lance transformed into black mist. A ripple of aperture swept out, blocking all the black spots of mist inspired by Yan Jiu Tian.
“Master, save me ……”
Little Immortal King Lu Mang heard this voice. After seeing this shadow, he could no longer contain the elation within his heart. With a trembling tone, he called out.
“Boom ……”
Yan Jiu Tian was knocked away by the force of this powerful shadow and flew backwards for over a hundred miles before he stood still with an equally wild spray of blood.
“Mang’er go first, leave this place to my master.” The void that had sent Yan Jiu Tian flying spoke coldly.
“Yes, Master.” Little Immortal King Lu Mang could no longer think of anything and sacrificed an extremely high quality flying immortal weapon, and had disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The majestic shadow waited for Luomang to leave before it stared coldly at Yan Jiu Tian and said, “You are only a late stage Da Luo Immortal, how dare you kill my disciple of Qian Est.”
Yan Jiutian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the shadow without saying anything, obviously he was not afraid of this shadow.
Ye Mo was secretly shocked in his heart, he already knew that this shadow was the Qian Est Immortal Emperor. Immortal Emperor Qian Est was the Heavenly Lord of Chang Rong Heaven and the master of Little Immortal King Rou Mang. If he was the one who wanted to kill the Little Immortal King just now, then he would have already been remembered by Immortal Emperor Qian Dedra at this point. He didn’t care if he was being remembered by Qian Est, but he had a few friends in the Chang Rong Heaven, so who knew what kind of temper this Immortal Emperor Qian Est had? Who knows what kind of temper this Immortal Emperor will have? Will he be angry with his friends?
This shadow should be a trace of Immortal Emperor Qian Est’s divine thought, but it was so powerful, so how terrifying would Qian Est himself be?
Immortal Emperor Qian Est seemed to care a lot about Little Immortal King, and had left a trace of his divine thoughts on Little Immortal King Lu Mang’s body.
After a while, Yan Jiutian said coldly, “I didn’t kill your disciple, but I was injured by your sneak attack. If you must find trouble with me, I will accept it.”
Ye Mo was clear that at this time Yan Jiu Tian would not be afraid of this little bit of protection from Qian Est’s divine thoughts, the more time pa*sed, the weaker Qian Est’s divine thoughts would become.
“Haha, indeed a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, this emperor has seen the best of the great daxians, I only hope that when you meet me, you will still talk like this.” After Qian Est had said these words, that divine thought figure slowly disappeared, eventually stowing away in the void.
Yan Jiu Tian swallowed a pill and said disdainfully, “A mere middle Immortal Emperor, at first this Emperor could crush it to death at any time.”
Ye Mo secretly laughed, this Yan Jiutian was also considered a tiger falling into the sun. With the dignity of a Demi-Sage of the Dao, he had to be spoken to in a lecturing tone by a middle Immortal Emperor, it would be strange if he could be comfortable in his heart.
“Alright, a screaming trash has been driven away by me, now we can settle our accounts.” Yan Jiu Tian said as if nothing was wrong as he landed in front of Ye Mo once again. His cultivation level could instantly kill the same cla*s, but he didn’t dare to call himself an emperor in front of Ye Mo. He knew that Ye Mo was an alien with an extremely strong cultivation. The same existence that instantly killed the same cla*s was limited, even if it was inferior to him.
Ye Mo waved his hand and the World Stone Scale had appeared above his head while saying, “Fight if you want to, don’t be n*ggly.”
Ye Mo likewise didn’t dare to underestimate Yan Jiu Tian, who still had a silver giant auger that hadn’t come out yet. And he was missing the help of Shadowless, who had been in a deep sleep since devouring the Emperor’s Dao Crystal and showed no sign of waking up at all until now.
Yan Jiu Tian rubbed the black fog thread in his hand and said in a faint voice, “You won’t have a chance to escape this time.”
Ye Mo said sarcastically, “It seems like I wasn’t the one who escaped last time either.”
Yan Jiu Tian’s face gave a beat, he was used to his opponents fleeing when he faced them, but when faced with Ye Mo, it seemed that he really was the one who fled first last time.
Without further ado, the black fog in Yan Jiu Tian’s hand seemed to have disappeared. At the same time as the black fog strands disappeared from his hands, the void seemed to become a hell, endless murderous energy surged up in all directions, ‘buzzing’ sounds surrounded the void in a continuous stream, finally forming a boundless black bell that fell down. This great bell pressed down directly towards Ye Mo, not giving him any room to turn around at all.
Ye Mo didn’t move, he felt that he was already in a pa*sive defensive state, he simply didn’t understand what Yan Jiu Tian was trying to do. He sensed that the threat this big bell posed to him wasn’t as simple as just smashing it down, nor was it meant to bind him. If he had abundant immortal energy, he could have ignored Yan Jiutian’s giant bell at this moment and attacked him directly.
The facts soon proved Ye Mo’s suspicions, the big bell unexpectedly suddenly paused and stayed in the void, neither pressing down nor making the next move.
Just when Ye Mo did not know the other party’s intention, the sound of “snorting” piercing the emptiness stirred up. A dozen sharp arrows turned into black mist had already broken through the void and came directly in front of Ye Mo Ye Mo.
Ye Mo clearly saw Yan Jiutian’s black mist turn into a big bell suspended in the void, but Yan Jiutian’s black mist didn’t seem to be missing even half of it, instead, it turned into dozens of sharp arrows and shot at him.
The whole process was silent, without any half-hearted aura or fluctuation of approach.
Ye Mo knew he had fallen for it, compared to the old and cunning Yan Jiutian, he was not good enough. Instead of waiting for the other party to make a move, it would be better to make a pre-emptive strike.
The Purple Basket was sacrificed by Ye Mo and the rainbow split the air.
The long purple rainbow cut through the void, bringing up one void rainbow after another, appearing gorgeous and colourful throughout the void.
“Boom boom ……”
Dozens of sharp arrows were blocked by Ye Mo’s purple rainbow, the colours splashed out in all directions, while most of the black sharp arrows were split by the rainbow outside, a small portion of the arrows actually coalesced but did not disperse, only pausing slightly and continuing to stab at Ye Mo, as if they were invisible.
Ye Mo’s heart was greatly alarmed, and he could not think carefully before he struck out with a punch. Only after he struck this punch did he feel that the space around him seemed to be vaguely under the control of the big bell that was suspended in the void.
“Whirrrrrrrrr.”
The vortex of killing power for hundreds of miles around was swept up by Ye Mo, swarming like a river breaking its banks, forming a destructive killing intent.
Yan Jiutian’s eyes showed gloom, he had seen this punch from Ye Mo. On the challenge stage, Ye Mo had killed Cliff Eagle with this punch.
His hand raised and some more black mist suddenly appeared on his wrist. Those black mist coalesced again and in the blink of an eye formed another black lance with thin lines. The black lance broke through the air the moment it was formed and smashed directly into the vortex of killing Qi that Ye Mo had brought up.
“Boom.”
The black lance and Ye Mo’s fist wind killing vortex clashed together, and wild immortal energy splashed out in all directions, and all the meteorite streams and meteorites around for thousands of miles were blasted away by this wild aura.
Ye Mo’s fist wind however gave a lurch as a black sharp arrow broke free and shot directly at his chest.
Ye Mo knew how terrifying this black arrow was, but without waiting for him to block it, the giant bell suspended above his head suddenly chirped shrilly. It was as if Ye Mo’s heart had been struck by a hammer, and immediately his immortal energy lapsed and his face turned pale.
