C141 (1/2)

”Die!”

With the Empyreal Net broken, True Lord Qian Long suffered a backlash. He glared at Ye Ling with an ice-cold expression, and suddenly shouted loudly.

”Sovereign, you go first. Let me cover your back!” Ye Ling looked solemn, he glanced at the Bai Yihang behind him, and then rushed out, the Anti-Desolation Tablet in his left hand and the Dragon Slash on his right hand, he displayed his methods.

Bai Yihang's face was pale white, Ye Ling's fighting strength was beyond his knowledge, he thought: ”Is this still the Five Elemental Stage? If he steps into the Profound Stage, doesn't that mean that even Qian Long won't be able to do anything to him? ”

Seeing that Ye Ling was not able to defend, the Bai Yihang was helpless. Even if he wanted to help Ye Ling, it would be difficult to get close to their fight.

After staring for a long time, Bai Yihang clenched his teeth, and then nodded his head and disappeared into the sky.

Puff!

After the Bai Yihang had retreated, Ye Ling was finally unable to resist. He was sent flying by Qian Long with blood shooting from his mouth and his clothes seemed to have been dyed with blood.

”Yellow haired boy, hand over your life!”

Qian Long was furious, his eyes red as he roared in anger, he suddenly rushed forward, his hand raised, covering the sky and the sun, his palm was like Mt.

Ye Ling's expression changed greatly. Facing Qian Long's attack, he actually felt his entire body stiffen, as if he was frozen in the air and unable to move at all. This was the result of Qian Long's pressure.

”Scram!”

Facing the killing blow, the veins on Ye Ling's forehead twitched, he suddenly shouted, and the red light in his body exploded out, releasing a terrifying Qi out of his body.

BOOM!

When the Buried Skies Coffin appeared, Qian Long's giant hand instantly cracked, and then exploded with a loud explosion.

Thump! Thump!

Qian Long retreated a few steps with a surprised expression on his face. His pupils suddenly widened as he saw the Buried Skies Coffin floating in the air as rays of light enveloped Ye Ling like the morning glow.

”Could this be something that this child obtained in the ancient battlefield?”

”Old thing!”

”Do you think I'm a sick cat if a tiger doesn't show it's might!”

With the Buried Skies Coffin s as a form of protection, he did not believe that Qian Long could win against him. Even if he could not beat Qian Long, Qian Long would not be a threat to him.

If the Bai Yihang did not leave, how would Ye Ling dare to use the Buried Skies Coffin? Thus, at the moment, he was using his full strength, just hoping to protect himself, if he could kill Qian Long, that would be the best.

”Good boy!”

”I never thought that with so many treasures in your hands, it would be no wonder you could survive in the sea of blood and corpses. I presume that Old Devil Deadwood died in your hands too, so the Blood Soul Crystal must be in your hands!”

Previously, he had only guessed, but today, he was certain that the Blood Soul Crystal he wanted was in Ye Ling's hands.

”So what?”

”You old bastard, do you have the guts to come and get it?”

Ye Ling was furious. With how arrogant True Lord Qian Long was, as the sect master of the Martial God Sect, how could he be polite when he was chased and beaten up by the sect master, even if he did not care about face.

”Bastard!”

”If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how to write the word 'dead'!”

Qian Long was furious, his eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness, his clothes fluttered without wind, purple lightning gathered in his palms, the entire place was covered with dense black clouds and a fierce wind was blowing.

Ka-cha! *

Just at this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly exploded in the sky. Qian Long suddenly stepped forward, his arms moved, the purple lightning in his palm horizontally struck the sky, the berserk bolt of lightning struck down, as though it was destroying the heavens and the earth, instantly approaching.

Ye Ling's eyes widened in shock, all the hairs on his body stood erect, seeing the thunder attack, he anxiously dodged, but the speed of the lightning was extremely terrifying, and could not let him take the chance.

BOOM!

Crack!

As the lightning descended, all that could be seen was the lightning spreading out instantly. Ye Ling, who was trapped within the Buried Skies Coffin, had a pale complexion, blood flowing uncontrollably from her mouth.

”Whiz!”

Ye Ling's body instantly lost balance from the severe injury, he quickly fell down, while the Buried Skies Coffin took the initiative to disappear, the terrifying lightning naturally gave chase.

Boom! *

Ye Ling fell down into the forest, and there was a loud heaven shaking sound. Smoke rose from all over the forest, and the ground shook.

Cough cough!

Ye Ling lied prone on the ground, the broken stones around him crumbling as a deep pit several metres deep appeared. Streaks of purple lightning spread out, causing ear-piercing creaking sounds.

Ye Ling's entire body was in pain, he was incapable of moving at all.