Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

The words are divided into two parts.

Ye Junlin is still fighting against the Evil Emperor. To be precise, he is fighting against his other self.

In the process of sparring with each other, Ye Junlin constantly checked for deficiencies and gradually gained more combat experience.

The Evil Emperor seemed to be able to resist, but in fact he was secretly worried.

What's happening here?

Why haven't the Dark Lord and the old man come yet? !

Vomited!

Dang~

The two long swords collided with each other, and there was a stalemate. Ye Junlin looked at the evil emperor in front of him and said, "I'm curious, how long can you maintain this state?"

Being stabbed at a painful point, the Evil Emperor bit the bullet and shouted: "Even if we fight for another three hundred years, I will have nothing to fear!"

"Okay, okay, your mouth is the toughest in the whole body," Ye Junlin said.

Evil Emperor: "???"

What you said is very ambiguous!

Suddenly, the mirror luster all over the Evil Emperor's body gradually dimmed. This change frightened him so much that he couldn't help but tremble.

Ruined!

Why is it so fast this time?

Is it because the copy target is too powerful? !

Thinking of this, the Evil Emperor broke into a cold sweat, and the long-lost fear swept through his heart.

He pretended to be calm and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Taoist, why bother making trouble like this? Tell me, what do you want? As long as I can accept it, I will be satisfied!"

Seeing the other party taking the initiative to show weakness, Ye Junlin clicked his tongue and said, "Now, you can't even be tough."

Evil Emperor: "..."

Why is this kind of person the one favored by heaven? !

God is really blind!

Soon.

The effect of the mirror copy disappeared, and the Evil Emperor was completely beaten back to his original form.

At this moment, he felt quite panicked!

puff~

His arm was chopped off, and the Evil Emperor fell back in a state of disgrace, looking at the sword-wielding figure with grief and anger on his face, and roared:

"Do you really want to fight to the death?!"

Ye Junlin smiled playfully: "You're such a jerk, do you still have the right to speak harshly to me?"

"You forced me to do this!" The Evil Emperor roared with madness on his face as he felt that his whole body was about to dissipate.

At the last moment, the Evil Emperor turned into a black sun, bursting out with an unparalleled aura of destruction.

Flying straight towards Ye Junlin, all hopes will perish together.

"Destroy!"

As he spoke, Ye Junlin poured all his strength into his body and swung his sword fiercely. The sword energy spanned thirty million miles, turning many fairy mountains into dust.

Rumble…

The black sun burst in the sky, and the evil emperor's desperate screams came from within.

Between heaven and earth, there is vast whiteness.

A long time passed.

The ground surface collapsed for thousands of miles, and hot gases emerged.

In the sky, there was only a figure in black with long snow-white hair flying, standing with a sword.

There is a sense of being invincible and very lonely!

"Happy time is always short, so just go with peace of mind."

Ye Junlin sighed.

If the Evil Emperor were still alive, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood after hearing this.

Which of your eyes has seen me happy?

But what Ye Junlin actually meant was that he was very happy...

Because of the Evil Emperor's mirror image, he had previously fought with no outcome, which was an extremely rare feeling.

Maybe in the future, it will be difficult to do so again!

This kind of opponent is very special, one is better than the other.

Ye Junlin expressed regret for this.

"Now, there's only one left."

Ye Junlin didn't stay too long and rushed to the next location with all his strength. He also felt a sense of accomplishment that he was about to complete the system task.

……

the other side.

The sudden change of situation left everyone present in disbelief.

Chi la~

The sound of flesh and blood tearing was heard.

In full view of everyone, the dark golden dragon fell to the ground covered in blood, raising a huge cloud of smoke like a mushroom cloud.

The surrounding ground shook like an earthquake.

Look closely, you can see that the dragon's waist is almost broken, and the dragon's blood flows out like a stream, covering thousands of miles of red ground.

"how so……"

Long Aotian's face was painful, and he raised his head with difficulty to look at the huge, incomplete figure, feeling incredible.

At this time, the Dark Lord was lucky enough to survive, but strangely, all three heads on its neck were blown clean.

The problem is, even without the three heads, the Dark Lord can still live, but his aura is particularly weak.

On its chest, a vertical pupil was split open, staring at Long Aotian angrily.

"Despicable guy, you almost succeeded. Fortunately, my fatal weakness is not on my head."

"You made a miscalculation!"

The Dark Lord was still frightened by what had just happened.

That dragon man's fighting aptitude is really terrifying.

It’s almost comparable to the chaos back then!

"Hey, after all, it was just one move away!" Goubuli said with an ugly expression.

"Damn it, kill it while it's sick! Let's go!"

Li Wujie gritted his teeth and raised the knife, calling for his companions to attack the Dark Lord.

"Yes, it's our turn!" Zhu Jiushan said solemnly, feeling that this was the last chance to risk his life.

After all, the Dark Lord who lost three heads has lost a lot of advantage. This is the time for them to fight back.

"Loyal believers, destroy them for me!" Seeing this situation, the Dark Lord immediately issued an order.

At this time, the power it has established can play a big role.

"Master Ji Ling has an order to kill all intruders!"

The leader of the strange ape tribe roared angrily.

"Kill!"

With an order, all the tribe warriors rushed over to tear the monks in the encirclement into pieces.

"Fellow Taoists, fight these beasts!"

The monks fought back desperately.

The shouts of killing were heard one after another, and the scene was in chaos.

Long Aotian, who was in a weak body, felt extremely unwilling. He gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet..."

"Hmph, it's all because of you that this king has become like this. I want to eat you to replenish my energy!"

The Dark Lord opened his big mouth in his belly and flew over with wings fluttering, trying to kill Long Aotian who fell to the ground.

A critical moment.

Far away in the horizon, a woman in a plain skirt came walking through the escaping light. She raised her hand and knocked away hundreds of tribal warriors who tried to stop her. Her palm was as slender as jade, but it contained infinite power.

"There are still experts?!"

The Dark Lord was startled.

Are you done yet?

"That's... Fairy Qin from the Yaoguang Holy Land!" A monk from the Central Region exclaimed as he recognized the origin.

"Sorry, I'm late." Qin Ruyan said calmly.

Because on the way I went to Taoism to treat illnesses and save people, and because the Fairy Mountain was too large, I arrived late.

"All the monks from the Taoist sect, follow me to kill!"

At the same time, An Miaoyi flew into the air with great momentum, leading the monks to follow closely and join the army.

The father behind him was at ease, with a look of relief in his eyes. Unexpectedly, during this period of mental confusion, his daughter was already able to take charge of herself, and was no longer the spoiled little girl she used to be.

The Dark Lord was about to explode with rage, "I will kill anyone who stands in my way!"

As he spoke, he wanted to tear Long Aotian in half.

"Your opponent is me!"

Qin Ruyan stepped forward to intercept her in an instant, with a cold look on her brows, and she had a vague air of an empress dominating the world.

"Sigh~"

The Dark Lord gasped fiercely, as if he saw a familiar figure in a trance, and felt that the figure was similar to the woman from back then.

"Is this fairy interested in me?"

Long Aotian, who was seriously injured and dying, saw the woman in plain skirt blocking the Dark Lord for him. He felt so domineering that even he couldn't help but lose consciousness.

After a moment, Long Aotian seemed to realize something and sighed:

"It's a pity that I, Long, already have a heart..."