Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Yin Yue held the Shadow Killing Dagger tightly, determined not to let Ling Yun and the others escape.

With the help of the power of the Demon God Temple, he leaped out and streaked across the night sky like a flash of lightning.

In the night at this time, various magical powers and laws intertwined, like a stream of light.

Yin Yue mobilized the power in the magic weapon and sensed the existence of Ling Yun and the others.

He could feel that familiar breath, which was the target he was pursuing.

Suddenly, he sensed something strange.

It was the breath of Xue Ying, and the icy power made him slightly startled. He quickly rushed in that direction.

In the deep mountains, Ling Yun, Tian Wuhen and Xue Ying were resting.

Xue Ying, the little fox was lying on Ling Yun's shoulder, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Ling Yun, do you feel it?" Tian Wuhen suddenly said.

Ling Yun nodded and responded lightly: "It's Yin Yue, he's back."

At this time, the air around seemed to solidify, and a strong sense of oppression came over the sky.

Yin Yue appeared out of thin air, with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"Boy, don't even think about running away this time!"

Yin Yue roared, and a black shadow emerged from behind him. That was the power of the Shadow Killing Dagger.

Ling Yun did not rush to counterattack, but looked at Tian Wuhen, and the two seemed to have reached a tacit understanding.

Xue Ying had also turned back into a huge snow fox at this time. She stared at Yin Yue coldly and growled.

"Yin Yue, you are alone against the three of us, do you think you have won?" Ling Yun sneered.

"Haha, you think too highly of yourself!" Yin Yue laughed, and the Shadow Killing Dagger in his hand flashed with cold light.

He used the power of the law to lock the surrounding space, so that Ling Yun and the others could not escape.

Tian Wuhen snorted coldly, and a strong light instantly burst out from his body. That was his long-hidden power.

He raised his hand and waved, and a huge rune flew out and headed straight for Yin Yue.

The scene at this time was extremely intense.

Between the three people and Yin Yue, the laws and magical powers crisscrossed, and the whole space was shaking.

Although Yin Yue was holding a magic weapon, he was powerless in the face of the three people.

Ling Yun's swordsmanship, Tian Wuhen's runes, and Xue Ying's ice ability, the three powers were perfectly combined to fight a desperate battle with Yin Yue.

Every time they fought, there was a powerful law of power fluctuating around, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, Yin Yue finally ran out of strength and was forced back by the power of the three.

He knew that he could not win at this moment, cursed in his heart, quickly retreated, and decided to retreat.

"Can you run away?"

Ling Yun sneered, with a sharp flash in his eyes.

In the valley, clouds and mist lingered, and the breeze blew.

But the moment this peaceful scene was broken, it was Yin Yue's desperately fleeing figure that broke the tranquility.

Ling Yun and Tian Wuhen walked side by side, and Xue Ying turned into a silver-white light and shadow. The speed of the three was extremely fast, and it seemed that they were about to catch up with Yin Yue.

Yin Yue's eyes were filled with anxiety and fear at this moment. He knew that if he was caught up, he would die here today.

When he saw the exit in front of him, the spark of hope burned again.

But what followed was the abyss of despair.

Ling Yun and others had blocked his way, and he was trapped in the valley.

At this time, he was like a trapped beast, fierce and cunning.

"Want to run?" Ling Yun sneered, "It seems that you really have a stubborn character."

"Ling Yun, do you think you can win by trapping me?"

Yin Yue gritted his teeth, and a strong black gas began to surge around his body.

Tian Wuhen waved the staff in his hand, and the mysterious light wrapped around him. He whispered: "What is this guy going to do?"

Then, a cold spell sounded in the valley. That was Yin Yue summoning his men-the black-robed men.

Shadows came from all directions, and dozens of black-robed men, like the god of death, stared at Ling Yun and the others indifferently.

"This is going to be interesting." Tian Wuhen raised his eyebrows and clenched his staff.

Xueying also became extremely fierce at this moment. Her ice ability caused the temperature around her to drop sharply, and pieces of frost covered the ground.

Yin Yue laughed: "Lingyun, you are courting death!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black-robed people rushed towards the three people like a black tide.

Each black-robed person mastered an evil spell, and the power of the law broke out completely at this moment.

The sword in Lingyun's hand danced into a gorgeous sword light, and each knife took the life of a black-robed person.

Tian Wuhen cast spells one after another, sometimes with thunder and lightning, and sometimes with blazing flames.

And Xueying, relying on her ice ability, froze a large number of enemies.

But the black-robed people seemed endless and continued to rush towards the three.

Yin Yue took the opportunity to control the Shadow Killing Dagger and wanted to sneak attack Lingyun.

"Be careful!" Tian Wuhen shouted.

A ray of light flew out and hit Yin Yue directly, knocking him away.

Ling Yun turned around and said calmly: "Do you think you can defeat us like this?"

Yin Yue stood up, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he laughed wildly: "Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

He controlled the Shadow Killing Dagger and rushed straight to Ling Yun.

At this time, Ling Yun was also ready, he raised his sword to fight.

The two powerful laws collided at this moment, and the whole valley trembled.

The air in the valley seemed to be locked, and the atmosphere around became solemn.

The magic sword "Po Xu" in Ling Yun's tightly clenched hand was shining coldly in the sun.

Flames jumped in his eyes. He saw the changes in the moon and felt the crazy will that was about to collapse.

Yin Yue's eyes were bloodshot, and her pupils were almost dilated to the extreme.

A kind of crazy power seemed to pour out all the grievances, pain, and despair. It enveloped him.

Tian Wuhen frowned and warned in a low voice: "Be careful, he has gone completely crazy."

Xue Ying stared at Yin Yue carefully, the little fox's eyes flashed with cold stars, and she roared softly, as if to warn Ling Yun.

Ling Yun took a deep breath and felt this crazy sense of oppression.

He knew that the Yin Yue at this moment was no longer the Yin Yue in his memory, but a madman pushed to the limit by hatred, failure and despair.

"It seems that I can't be soft anymore."

Ling Yun said coldly, his voice echoing throughout the valley.

Then, Ling Yun instantly performed a spell, and the void behind him seemed to be torn apart.

A huge evil eye appeared, and the anger in its eyes was like a raging flame.

This is Ling Yun's ultimate move - an angry look that breaks the sky!

Yin Yue felt this vast power, and he instinctively wanted to retreat, but his body seemed to be locked and unable to move.

Ling Yun pulled out the "Poxu" in his hand, and the sword light shot out instantly.

At this moment, the entire valley seemed to be enveloped by this sword light, and the sky seemed to change color.

Tian Wuhen held the staff tightly and cheered for Ling Yun.

He waved his hands, and the power of wind and thunder condensed, forming a huge wall of thunder and lightning, which blocked Ling Yun from the attacks of other men in black robes.

The snow shadow turned into a silver-white brilliance and rushed directly towards Yin Yue.

At this moment, Yinyue seemed to feel the crisis of her life.

He yelled: "You guys! I'll fight you!"

But his voice could hardly be heard in this huge sword light.

boom!

The whole valley seemed to be trembling, and the sword light and Yin Yue's body collided hard.

In an instant, a huge energy wave formed, blowing everything in the valley to pieces.

The dust dispersed, and Ling Yun stood there with the "Poxu" in his hand inserted back into the scabbard.

There was a hint of exhaustion on his face.

Tian Wuhen and Xue Ying walked to his side. Tian Wuhen smiled and said: "This guy is probably not dead, but he is probably seriously injured."

The dust drifted away and there was a dead silence in the valley.

Tian Wuhen's words seemed to break the silence, and Ling Yun's eyes became more determined. He knew that he could not give Yinyue any chance to recover.

At this moment, Yin Yue was like a wounded prey, collapsing to the ground, blood flowing out from the wounds on her body, staining the ground red.

There was fear and unwillingness in his eyes, but his body seemed to have lost most of its fighting ability.

Ling Yun walked to Yin Yue's side coldly, pointing the tip of his sword at his heart: "This is your ending." He said coldly.

Yin Yue roared, and although he tried to use his remaining magic power to resist, Ling Yun's sword power was like a violent storm, continuous.

Every knife seemed to be severing Yin Yue's lifeblood, blood splashed everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Tian Wuhen frowned and said disdainfully: "This guy is really stubborn, and I don't know who he is."

There was admiration for Ling Yun in his eyes. After all, when facing the enemy, he should not be the least bit merciful.

Xue Ying transformed into a little fox, sniffed his nose gently, and roared, as if to tell Ling Yun to be careful of other enemies around him.

Yin Yue was already dying at this moment, Ling Yun didn't give him any chance and slashed him with a knife.

His lifeline was cut off directly, leaving the last reluctance and anger in Yin Yue's eyes.

Ling Yun took a deep breath, mentioned "Poxu" and walked towards Tian Wuhen, as if he needed a short rest after killing so many people.

Tian Wuhen looked at Ling Yun and patted him on the shoulder: "It's over. This guy won't harass us anymore."

Ling Yun nodded, a trace of exhaustion flashed in his eyes. After all, the continuous battles were also very draining for him. "We have to go, it's not safe here."

Xue Ying returned to her original form, her clear eyes filled with worry: "The battle just now attracted too much attention, we need to leave quickly."

The three of them quickly found a hidden path in the valley and began to leave quickly.

Tian Wuhen seemed to want to say something more to Ling Yun, but Ling Yun didn't seem to want to say more and just walked forward in silence.

As time passed and night gradually fell, Ling Yun and the others found a secluded place to rest and prepared to move on.

At this time, deep in the Demon Temple, Hongxia hurriedly passed through the long corridor.

The cold stone wall is covered with ancient magic patterns, and from time to time, cold laughter can be heard.

Finally arriving in front of a huge hall, Hongxia took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.

Inside is a huge black throne, with a demon god covered in red robes sitting on it.

Hongxia walked into the hall and knelt before the Demon God: "Sir, I have something important to report."

The Demon God slowly turned his head, his eyes flashing with cold stars: "Say."

"Yin Yue is dead, killed by Ling Yun and the others." Hong Xia's voice was trembling.

The demon's expression changed, his palms slowly clenched, and the demon patterns on the throne began to glow red, and the entire palace seemed to be trembling.

"Isn't that what you recommended?"

Hongxia wrinkled her nose, and her voice was a bit angry: "I recommended it, but so what? Yin Yue was not trained by me."

"His death only proves that he is not strong enough. What does it have to do with me!"

The Demon God stared at Hongxia, the corners of his mouth raised: "You little thing, you are always so arrogant."

He smiled softly, and then continued: "Then tell me, who do you want to recommend to deal with Ling Yun this time?"

Hongxia was silent for a moment, with a calculating light in her eyes, and finally said: "I would like to recommend Black Wind."

The light in the demon's eyes became brighter: "Black Wind? The guy who once betrayed his own tribe for power?"

Hongxia nodded: "Yes, he is very strong, and he really wants to find an opportunity to prove himself."

The Demon God thought about it for a while, and then said: "Okay, I'll do as you say. However, if you fail again this time, you know the consequences."

Hongxia bit her lip and took a deep breath: "I know."

The Demon God stood up slowly, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to penetrate the entire hall: "In the ancient world, only the strongest can survive. Remember this."

Hongxia nodded, her back looking more and more lonely in the dim light and shadow: "I will remember it."

Hongxia walked out of the Demon Temple, surrounded by demonic mist, and her figure seemed to be swallowed up.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a black magic pattern flashed in the air, summoning a demon messenger wearing a black cloak.

"Find Heifeng and tell him that Lord Demon God is alive."

Hongxia's eyes flashed coldly and she ordered.

The messenger bowed and quickly disappeared. And among the dark clouds in the distance, where the black wind is, is a magic mountain surrounded by a black whirlwind.

When the Demon God's messenger arrived at the Demon Mountain, his figure had been sensed by the power of the black wind.

The messenger slowly came forward, knelt on his knees, and lowered his head.

As if afraid of Heifeng's instant killing intent: "Sir, Miss Hongxia has a fate, and the Demon God orders you to deal with Ling Yun and the others."

Heifeng's eyes suddenly burst out with intense interest.

An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Ling Yun? That Hunyuan strongman who has become famous recently?"

The messenger trembled slightly: "It's him."

Heifeng sneered: "I heard that there is a guy named Tian Wuhen and an ice-type supernatural beast Xueying beside him, right?"

"That's right, my lord."

Heifeng's eyes showed greed: "I heard that devouring the flesh and blood of Hunyuan strong men can quickly increase one's strength."

"Not to mention Wuhen's unknown force and Xueying's superpower that day."

The messenger swallowed and reluctantly responded: "If you can destroy them, your strength will definitely reach a new level."

Heifeng stood up, with the roar of the wind behind him, and the entire Magic Mountain seemed to be trembling: "If that's the case, then why wouldn't I do it?"

"However, that little girl Hongxia really asks me to step in every time. Isn't she afraid that I will be too strong and devour her in turn?"

The messenger did not dare to speak, but bowed his head slightly.