A deep chasm opened in the sky.

A bright red and golden light flew out, and the entire half of the sky was dyed golden red...

Countless golden and red rays twisted and weaved out of thin air, and after a while, they condensed into a handsome young man in silver robes, with an expressionless face, he raised his hand and grabbed at the bottom.

A broken body floated from the barrier, and quickly flew towards the sky.

"Call the backer for help?"

Wang Lie raised his brows and chuckled lightly, but his expression turned cold.

"No one can save you today."

The vertical palm becomes a knife, from bottom to top, one palm slashes towards the sky, and a jet-black knife gang stretches across the sky in an instant.

Divided.

Chapter 220 The Second Eternal Night Palace!

The power was so frightening that even the pupils of the silver-robed young man who came through the air couldn't help shrinking, but he didn't pay attention to it. He raised his hand and pointed down.

Suddenly, streaks of red lightning condensed in the sky, gathered into a pillar of thunder, and crashed down.

The pitch-black knife gang collided with the golden thunder.

The earth-shattering roar annihilated each other, and finally dispersed with a bang.

The Black Saka, who was still in a coma after ascending to mid-air, was directly crushed to pieces by the terrifying energy in his sleep.

It turned out to be evenly matched.

Wang Lie was a little surprised, this man who was obviously a clone actually had a level of madness, so the main body was at least a lower rank, maybe even higher.

The silver-robed man was inconceivable. He looked at Wang Lie fixedly, as if he wanted to see where he was an old monster. It took him 130 years to reach his current level.

The silver-robed man didn't care about Hei Saka's death anymore. Compared with such a big enemy, a general is nothing.

The surprise gradually disappeared, and the silver-robed man gave a slight salute, which is the oldest etiquette for peace of mind, exuding a natural aristocratic demeanor with historical background.

The voice had a weird accent, as if two different people, rough and delicate, were speaking together, causing a weird chill.

"My lord, Saphiro 977, I don't know what your name is?"

Sephiroth?

Wang Lie showed a strange smile, quickly restrained himself, and said lightly: "Yongye Palace Lieshan."

The silver-robed man frowned slightly: "Eternal Night Palace is..."

"After killing you, someone will probably know about it."

The silver-robed person suddenly realized that he had been in seclusion for many years and had just started to form a faction to collect resources to support himself. After all, the star power needed by the faction master is quite huge.

"I still have one last doubt. Why do you have to help the Jialan Gate? During the investigation, the Jialan Gate does not have strong support at your level."

Wang Lie glanced at the towering temple, and said indifferently: "This seat has a martial arts foundation, half of which comes from the secret transmission of the seven-apertured Qinglong by the Jialans."

The silver-robed man nodded. "Thank you sir for answering my question,"

"You're welcome, it's human nature to satisfy a person's last wish before death."

"Oh, is that so? That's exactly what I wanted to say."

The doubts were resolved, and the silver-robed man showed a trace of cruelty on his face. "Then please, Your Excellency, annihilate together with the Jialan Gate, and stand in front of our Yingkui society's great cause. No matter what, it will surely become the dust of history."

Wang Lie smiled lightly, the black and red feathers on his cloak fluttered in the wind.

Looking at the silver-robed man who condensed energy high in the sky, his deep eyes narrowed slightly.

Still not used to it, others are above me.

Yixi's sword trembled slightly at his waist, the terrifying aura began to spread, and Kuiba's figure also began to slowly rise into the air.

The slender five fingers of the right hand spread out, holding the cold and dark sword hilt at the waist, the surging devilish energy began to condense, and the next moment when it stood high in the sky...

A sword!

volley.

The thick and dark ink-like Forest Demon Sword Qi is inexhaustible, turning into a jet-black streamer, forming a jet-black sword, and slashing at the silver-robed man...

Boom boom boom...

In the continuous collisions, the remaining part of the first layer of the temple seal completely collapsed, and the light curtain covering the entire Yulin City collapsed directly in this super-standard collision.

Meanwhile, boulders kept falling from the majestic white temple, and the second layer of magic circle was also shaking violently.

"No! If this continues, the evil tiger will break out, and it will be a disaster for the whole world. No one can resist the horror of the evil tiger!!"

The elders of the Jialan Gate were astonished, helpless and desperate.

A huge ferocious aura leaked out from the third seal on the stratum.

It is the synthesis of all negative wills of time, evil, jealousy, terror, cruelty...

A woman's deep voice came from the ground and echoed over the entire Yulin City.

"This is the choice of fate, and it is also the end of your life."

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