Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Ling Yun's movements paused for a moment, but only for a moment.

He quickly waved the Shura Sword in his hand, drawing a blood-red light, and then turned into a blood-colored shield, surrounding Tian Wuhen, Xueying and himself.

This blood-colored shield is not a simple defense, but a fusion of Ling Yun's law power, making the air inside extremely fresh and completely isolating the poisonous fog from the outside.

Ling Yun stared at every corner of the environment, and he found that the energy fluctuations of the entire illusion were very unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

This energy fluctuation was not formed naturally, and it was obviously manipulated by someone outside.

He pondered for a moment, and suddenly remembered the strong shock wave emitted when he killed the skull just now.

The power of the shock wave was very strong, enough to shake the entire illusion.

And this energy fluctuation is likely to be the aftermath of that time.

"Brother Tian, ​​Xueying, you rest here first, I will deal with this illusion!"

Ling Yun said in a deep voice, there can be no hesitation at this moment, and this illusion must be cracked as soon as possible.

His figure rushed to the center of the illusion like lightning, his hands kept forming various spell marks, and he was muttering something, as if he was chanting a spell.

The space around him began to distort, as if it was about to be torn apart by Ling Yun's powerful force.

As long as this center is broken, the illusion will completely collapse.

But this illusion does not seem to be so easy to break, and most of Ling Yun's attacks will be bounced back by it.

His body danced in the air, leaving a trail of blood-red afterimages, like a red dragon tumbling in the sky.

The blood-red light gradually became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to illuminate the entire illusion.

Ye Qianli took a deep breath and felt as if his body was about to be torn apart.

His hands danced, magic power surged around him, and the purple-gold robe fluttered in the wind, like a meteor in the night sky, brilliant and mysterious.

"Sealing Heaven Barrier, gather!"

He murmured in his mouth, and his voice seemed to have the rhythm of some kind of spell, mysterious and profound.

Around him, purple-gold runes began to rotate, flickering like stars.

The runes contained powerful laws of power. They rotated and combined, and finally formed a huge purple-gold formation.

With the injection of mana in Ye Qianli's hands, the formation instantly enlarged and swallowed up the entire illusion.

The dead and desolate scene disappeared instantly, replaced by the real scene of the Demon God Temple.

Ling Yun stood on the ground, his sleeves fluttering gently. He only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the illusion that seemed real had disappeared, replaced by the familiar Demon God Temple.

His sight quickly turned upwards, and he saw Ye Qianli floating in the air, his hands still forming seals, and the purple-gold formation rotated around him.

The two were several feet apart, and the air seemed to solidify in an instant. The sense of oppression made everything around them silent, and only the breathing of the two was clearly audible.

Xueying gently jumped onto Lingyun's shoulder, her emerald green hair fluttering in the wind, like a emerald green leaf.

Tian Wuhen stood beside Lingyun. He took a deep breath and clenched his hands, as if ready to fight at any time.

The surrounding Demon God Temple seemed to be shocked by the two powerful auras, and every stone brick seemed to be trembling.

"Ye Qianli, we meet again."

Lingyun said coldly.

Ye Qianli smiled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in that smile: "Lingyun, do you think you can escape from my hands?

You overestimate yourself."

Lingyun clenched the Shura Sword in his hand, and the blood-red light on the sword became brighter and brighter, as if it had already felt the anger of its master.

Ye Qianli slowly floated down until he was level with Lingyun.

His hands were still forming seals, as if he was brewing some powerful spells.

Tian Wuhen's eyes flashed with a determined look.

He saw that Xueying was in a bad state, and her body flickered from time to time, as if it would dissipate at any time.

Without hesitation, he quickly pulled out a jade bottle, the liquid in the bottle was blue and transparent, like tears of the sky.

He twisted his fingers into a seal and chanted a spell: "Green spirit condenses, blue sky cleanses dust."

Muttering in his mouth, the liquid in the jade bottle splashed out and turned into a blue light mist, slowly surrounding Xueying.

Xueying's body gradually stabilized, and her emerald green hair began to emit a faint light, like an emerald green gem.

With the sound of Tian Wuhen's spell, Xueying's poison was gradually dispelled, and her breathing became steady.

At the same time, the battle between Lingyun and Ye Qianli had begun.

Lingyun's attack was like the wrath of thunder, with a powerful law of power, as if to tear the world apart.

Ye Qianli was not to be outdone. His hands formed various spell marks, each of which contained powerful mana, colliding with Lingyun's attack, making a deafening roar.

"Turning the world upside down!"

Lingyun shouted, and his hands formed a strange seal, and then a huge crack appeared on the ground, rushing straight towards Ye Qianli.

There seemed to be endless darkness in the crack, as if it was going to swallow everything.

Ye Qianli sneered, and his hands quickly swept across the air, forming a huge formation, and then the formation instantly unfolded, forming a huge purple-gold light shield, blocking all the cracks.

The attacks of the two collided in the air, emitting a strong light, which was as brilliant as the light of the sun and the moon.

The entire Demon God Temple was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

Tian Wuhen was secretly worried when he saw the two fighting.

If this kind of fighting continued, the entire Demon God Temple might be destroyed.

At this moment, Ling Yun suddenly discovered that Ye Qianli's attack seemed to contain a strange power, and that power was like a thin thread, quietly drilling into his body.

Ling Yun was shocked, but he did not stop attacking, but increased his strength.

His body was like a flash of lightning, rushing towards Ye Qianli in an instant, with the Shura Sword in his hand, with a strong murderous intent, slashing straight at Ye Qianli.

Ye Qianli's face changed slightly, he quickly retreated, and at the same time, his hands formed seals, and a purple-gold beam of light shot out from his hands, directly facing Ling Yun.

The attacks of the two collided in the air, and the burst of light seemed to tear the entire sky apart.

Purple gold and blood red intertwined, like brilliant fireworks, but the murderous aura contained in it was enough to make the world tremble.

Ling Yun shifted his body and appeared behind Ye Qianli. The Shura Sword drew a blood-red arc and slashed down with endless sharpness.

Ye Qianli seemed to have a premonition. He turned his body to one side, and the purple-gold robe fluttered in the wind, like a light cloud, avoiding Ling Yun's attack.

Ling Yun's body did not stop because of this. His figure was like a ghost, appearing around Ye Qianli again and again, trying to find a flaw.

The Shura Sword danced with dense sword light, and each sword energy seemed to penetrate the sky and the earth.

Ye Qianli's face was solemn, and his hands continuously changed various spell marks. Every time Ling Yun attacked, he could accurately resist it.

He did not seem to choose to fight back with all his strength, but retreated again and again, as if waiting for a certain opportunity.

Suddenly, Ye Qianli recited a spell, and the whole space seemed to begin to twist.

Ling Yun only felt a huge suction coming, and his body seemed to be tightly grasped by a huge palm, unable to move.

Ye Qianli took the opportunity to recite a spell, and the ground of the entire Demon God Temple began to rise, forming a huge purple-gold formation.

Countless runes flashed in the formation, and each rune seemed to contain a powerful law of power.

Ling Yun showed a bitter smile on his face, as if he had been led into a trap by Ye Qianli.

However, he did not give up, and his body began to emit a strong blood-red light, as if he wanted to merge with this world.

"Break!"

He shouted, and the blood-red light was like a red sun, instantly breaking through Ye Qianli's formation.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Qianli's eyes. He obviously didn't expect Ling Yun to be able to break his formation so quickly.

Ling Yun didn't give Ye Qianli a chance to breathe. His body instantly appeared in front of Ye Qianli, and the Shura Sword, with a strong murderous aura, pierced Ye Qianli's throat.

Ye Qianli hurriedly retreated, but Ling Yun's attack followed closely, as if to penetrate his body immediately.

Tian Wuhen had successfully detoxified Xueying, who shook her tail gently, seeming to have recovered her strength.

The Demon God Temple had become a mess at this time. The fight between the two caused the stone bricks in the temple to fly everywhere and the pillars to collapse.

All the carvings that had once been there were shattered in this battle.

Lingyun used the Shura Sword to draw blood-red sword energy.

Ye Qianli suddenly bit his fingertips and drew a mysterious rune in the air with blood.

The rune flashed with purple-gold light, as if it contained all the secrets between heaven and earth.

"Heaven and earth are blocked!"

Ye Qianli shouted, and Lingyun felt that the space around him seemed to solidify, his body could not move, and even his magic power began to be suppressed.

Ye Qianli took the opportunity to rush towards Lingyun, holding a purple-gold spear in both hands. The spear flashed with strange runes, as if it had endless power.

A cunning look flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and a strong power suddenly burst out of his body. That was his long-hidden trump card.

"Hunyuan Yiqi!"

Ling Yun shouted in a low voice, and a chaotic aura suddenly emerged from the Shura Sword. This aura seemed to have existed since the beginning of the universe, containing all life and death, good and evil.

Ye Qianli obviously didn't expect Ling Yun to have such a powerful method. His spear attack stagnated, and then was swallowed by Ling Yun's chaotic aura, and his attack was instantly disintegrated.

Ling Yun seized this opportunity, and his body instantly appeared in front of Ye Qianli, and the Shura Sword slashed down with a strong killing intent.

Ye Qianli hurriedly retreated, his body like a light piece of paper, swaying in the wind.

He gritted his teeth and bit his finger again, blood flowed, turned into purple-gold runes, floating in the air, forming a huge formation.

Ling Yun was centered on the primordial Qi, and his body was like a dragon. Every time he swung the Shura Sword, it brought a strong whirlwind. Every time the sword energy seemed to cut through time and space, forcing Ye Qianli again and again.

The chaotic breath seemed to contain the secrets of the universe, and every wisp was enough to destroy everything.

Facing Ling Yun's fierce attack, Ye Qianli was obviously a little overwhelmed.

His purple-gold spell runes flashed from time to time and dissipated from time to time.

But every time in a critical moment, he could rely on those mysterious formations to buy himself a chance to breathe.

The wreckage of the Demon God Temple flew in the aftermath of the battle, the huge stone pillars collapsed, and the sculptures shattered.

The former glory here seemed to have become the dust of history at this moment.

During a sword move, Ling Yun suddenly felt a strange force surging from Ye Qianli's body.

Although this force was not strong, it had a strange fluctuation, as if it could pull his magic power.

Ye Qianli took advantage of Ling Yun's slight pause and suddenly made a handprint, which quickly spread in the air, forming a huge purple-gold light shield, trapping Ling Yun.

"Ling Yun, you will die!"

Ye Qianli sneered, and the light shield was full of destructive power, as if it was going to swallow Ling Yun whole.

Ling Yun took a deep breath and no longer held back. The power of chaos in his body burst out, and the Shura Sword even emitted a dazzling red light. He decided to give it a try.

"Break!"

Ling Yun shouted, his body like a sharp sword, rushing straight into the purple-gold light shield.

At the same time, the Shura Sword in his hand also swung out a powerful sword energy, which collided violently with the light shield.

A huge roar echoed in the air, and the entire Demon God Temple seemed to be shaking.

Ye Qianli was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

He didn't expect Ling Yun's strength to be so strong that he could resist his secret method.

In this brilliant and deadly collision, the world seemed to have temporarily lost its voice.

The Shura Sword and Ye Qianli's purple-gold spear intertwined, and the light produced was like the sun and the moon shining together, breaking through the sky.

In the Demon God Temple, the broken stones and pillars seemed to be shattered by this powerful force.

In the dust in the sky, it seemed that the unyielding will of the two people was colliding.

As Ling Yun's chaotic power gradually increased, the purple-gold light shield gradually became precarious.

But at this time, Ye Qianli suddenly chanted an ancient spell.

As his spell sounded, a huge purple-gold magic circle appeared above his head. At the same time, from the underground of the Demon God Temple, a more powerful black energy surged out and entangled with the magic circle.

Ling Yun was shocked when he saw this scene. He could feel the terrifying aura emanating from the black energy. This was definitely not Ye Qianli's pure power.

"The seal of the Demon God Temple!"

Ling Yun murmured in a low voice. He remembered reading about the Demon God Temple in ancient books.

Could it be that Ye Qianli wanted to draw out the power of the Demon God?

Xue Ying was also solemn beside him. She knew Ling Yun's strength, but she knew very little about the seal of the Demon God. She only knew that once it was triggered, the consequences would be disastrous.

Ling Yun had no extra time to think. At this moment, he had to go all out.