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Boom!

Wild and violent energy fluctuations suddenly erupted. The wind raged and the blood robed figure's body shook gently before drifting back.

As for Ling Yun, he let out a stuffy groan as his face flushed red and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ling Yun, I never thought that we would meet again so soon." A gloomy voice was heard as a blood-robed figure flew over.

Ling Yun let out a light cough, and his body lightly trembled. The blood in his chest roiled, and a trace of dark red blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

"The head of the core disciples of the Earth Evil Sect,'s Five Son of God s, Gui Qi. As expected of the top genius of the younger generation in the Essence domain. This cultivation is not bad.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a look of ridicule appeared in Ling Yun's eyes as he looked coldly at the blood-robed youth and the silhouette that was covered in a black robe that was emitting a cold Qi, and said slowly.

As for the youth that appeared later, he completely ignored them without even looking at them.

Seeing that Ling Yun was ignoring him, Jun Yue's face became gloomy, feeling like his face was on fire.

Hearing Ling Yun's words, the blood sword's face immediately turned dark, its expression became gloomy and unsightly. After all, he was one of the famous heaven's pride experts of the Essence domain, and actually teamed up with another person to ambush a youth who was previously unknown, and had not been killed in a single strike. To it, this was unbearable.

"The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit. This Son of God only cares about the result and never watches the process." Beneath the black robe, a cold voice that sounded like the rubbing of gold iron came out. After a moment of silence, he seemed to not find it convincing and said slowly:

Your Highness has the cultivation of a peak Martial King at such a young age. In fact, even a Martial King has the strength of a Martial Emperor. This is a great threat to us, so if there is a chance, we naturally have to eliminate it.

However, His Highness really can endure it. He would rather bear the burden of being a good-for-nothing for many years than to reveal the fact that he is capable of cultivating, and succeed in making the enemy overlook your existence. "

The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. The loser only cares about the result, and doesn't care about the process." Ling Yun sneered, his face full of ridicule.

"Ling Yun, even if you have heavenly powers, you will not be able to escape today." Jun Yue said coldly, his eyes filled with cold hatred.

He had thought that after entering the Ancient Ruins, he would obtain those opportunities, and his cultivation would soar. He never expected that Ling Yun's cultivation would exceed his own, and the combat effectiveness that came at him was not something that he could handle.

Ling Yun indifferently glanced at him, not bothering to pay attention to him. Looking at the blood sword s who were accumulating strength, and Dark Moon Palace Gui Qi who was unbeknownst to even men and women, his heart slightly sank.

Even if the two of them were to face him alone, he would have to be serious. There was basically no hope of winning if he fought both of them at the same time.

Furthermore, there were also Jun Yue and a few other Earth Evil Sect disciples on the side. Although it was not effective in deciding the victor, it could at least harass him and attract part of his attention.

He had originally wanted to incite the arrogance of the blood sword and Gui Qi and not join hands to deal with him, but he had still underestimated the shamelessness and caution of the other party.

In order to not give him the chance to escape, the two Son of God s lost their face.

"If I'm late, something bad will happen! Kill!" Gui Qi's voice was cold, as though he was from the depths of hell. Waves of cold wind blew, and his body disappeared, forming a strange whirlwind that swept towards Ling Yun.