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"That's right!"

"This taste, I haven't tasted it for a long time!"

Yan Luo was too savage and sinister. Even sword cloud dragon s found it hard to survive, and with their cultivation, they were just lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

"What are you doing!"

"We are from the Sword Tomb!"

Jian Shan's face was ashen as he was confined in place. No matter how much she struggled, it was useless. He furiously glared at Yan Luo as he suddenly shouted.

It was fear! That was the threat of death!

's beautiful face paled, she had been scared senseless and at a loss of what to do. She had personally witnessed the tragic death of the sword cloud dragon, so she was naturally extremely afraid, and was even more afraid of Yan Luo's gaze that was looking at her.

Yan Luo laughed coldly, and walked towards them. His extremely vulgar eyes continued to wander around unrestrainedly on Jian Shuang's body.

Ye Ling who was far away had an unsettled expression. Suddenly, a Son of Death appeared, snatched away his limelight, and treated him as thin air.

Ye Ling lifted his hand to rub his nose, and turned to look at Jian Shuang's pleading eyes. He was a little anxious in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly transformed into a gust of wind, instantly appearing before Yama Minamiya.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Ye Ling standing in front of him, his face suddenly darkened, and the rotten smell on his body became even more serious.

"Scram!"

"Don't hinder me from having fun, or else you'll end up like that thing!"

Sensing that Ye Ling was very strong, he actually did not directly take action, and directly issued a warning to Ye Ling.

"You have to pick a time to have fun too!"

"I reserved that woman. You don't have the right to touch her!"

Ye Ling cut his brows as a trace of a cold smile appeared on his face. He cast a glance at Jian Shuang behind him, and unceremoniously opened his mouth to respond to Yan Luo.

"So what?"

"Whose woman, if I have my eyes on her, then she must belong to me. Are you provoking me?"

Yan Luo was enraged. Its seven orifices actually spat out black Qi, and the Qi around its body became violent in an instant. The aura it emitted was extremely terrifying, so much so that even the people from the Bai Yihang s found it difficult to adapt.

Early Stage, one stronger!

This kind of expert was already so arrogant that he could dominate the entire Octoterra Divine Region. Unless a few great Lord of the Forbidden Zone personally came, no one could suppress his arrogance.

Jian Shuang, who was behind her, was actually in disarray in her heart. Ye Ling's words made her angry and hateful, but at the moment, only Ye Ling was able to save her.

Jian Shan's face turned ashen, he turned and looked at Jian Shuang, as if he wanted to say something, but he did not. He was well aware that only with the help of Ye Ling could he escape Yama's devilish claws.

"You sure have a big mouth!"

"Why don't you take a piss and see what you look like!"

"I advise you to go back and rest in peace. If you don't show off now, be careful that you don't get chopped into pieces, not even your bones will remain!"

Ye Ling scoffed, every word he said was sinister to the extreme. Facing a dead person, one could not have any human feelings, this kind of walking corpse did not deserve other people's sympathy.

The eyes of Yan Luo, who had been scolded by Ye Ling, were actually spitting fire. As the Son of Death, when had he ever been scolded by someone with a finger on his nose?

"How dare you!"

"Ye Ling, do you know who you are talking to?"

"He is my Nether Abyss's Highness, killing you is like crushing an ant!"

Qing Ming stepped forward and rebuked Ye Ling. Yama Luo represented the Nether Abyss, so how could he tolerate Ye Ling's contempt?

"A rotting corpse in a pile of corpses can be His Highness?"

"Is there really no one else in your Nether Abyss? How about I become your master? "

Ye Ling scoffed, his face was ice-cold and filled with disdain. He was not yet qualified to act wildly in his territory, and since he had stood out, he would not let this matter rest.

"Bastard!"

"You dare to be so impudent in front of me, you're courting death!"

Ye Ling had once humiliated and cursed, to the point where he could not bear it any longer. With a thunderous roar, he suddenly strode forward and waved his hand towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's expression congealed, when Yan Luo's palm came close, suddenly, Ye Ling waved his hand, the Blood Yama slashed down from the sky, its speed was extremely fast.

Boom! *

Sparks flew in all directions. Yan Luo's incoming arm was completely unharmed, and it was only pushed back.

Thump! Thump!

Ye Ling retreated backwards, and the Blood Yama in his hand released a buzzing sound, but was actually unable to harm Yama in the slightest, causing Ye Ling to not have the slightest need to pay attention to him.

Swish!

Yan Luo attacked once again, sweeping away the terrifying death aura, transforming into a storm that pounced towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's expression congealed as he suddenly leapt forward. The Heaven Decimating Sword appeared in a magnificent manner, and a bloody light pierced through the skies.

BOOM!

With a huge explosion, Ye Ling knocked Yan Luo flying away with a single sword strike, and his figure seemed to be unsteady.

"What?" He was actually able to withstand His Highness's attack? " Qing Ming was shocked. Yan Luo was a Early Stage cultivator, but Ye Ling had stepped out a great realm to fight it.

"Whiz!"

Just as Yan Luo was about to be pushed back, Ye Ling suddenly flew over. With the Anti-Desolation Tablet in his left hand sweeping horizontally, the Blood Yama in his right hand descended from the sky and opened its bow from left to right.

BOOM! BOOM!

Yama Minamiya was continuously being pushed back. Ye Ling's berserk attacks made it difficult for him to find a way to counterattack.

When Qing Ming saw this, his face darkened, and just as Ye Ling was preoccupied with his thoughts, Qing Ming suddenly made his move. With lightning speed, he instantly arrived at Ye Ling's back.

BOOM!

"Pfft!" Ye Ling spat out blood. His body became unstable and instantly dropped to the ground.

"Despicable!"

When the Blood Demon saw that Ye Ling had launched a sneak attack on him, it was instantly enraged. With a tug, it turned into a ray of blood light and pounced towards Qing Ming.

Bang bang!

The explosion sounded like thunder, the blood demon was berserk, its attacks were extremely ferocious, it did not give Qing Ming any chance to retaliate, as though it had fallen into a state of madness.

Ye Ling knelt on one knee, Yan Luo floating in mid air with a sinister look on its face, suddenly stepping out of nowhere, it raised its hand and waved, causing its black coffin to suddenly fly, transforming into a huge coffin that quickly flew towards Ye Ling.

If not for Qing Ming's sneak attack, Yan Luo would not have been able to resist. Now that he had missed the opportunity to attack, suppressing Yan Luo would no longer be an easy task.

The Early Stage was not just for show. If it was not because Yan Luo did not have a Primordial Spirit and only relied on the strength of his fleshly body, he would have already been defeated and fled.

"Ten thousand miles of ice!" In the face of Yan Luo's attack, Ye Ling suddenly let out an explosive shout. Frost appeared out of nowhere and in the blink of an eye, his surroundings were covered in ice, as he turned into an ice shield in the air.

BANG!

The black coffin descended and the ice shattered instantly.

A ferocious expression appeared on Yan Luo's face as he instantly dove towards Ye Ling. His speed was extremely shocking, and the black coffin in his hands was even more aggressive.

Ye Ling's face turned green, the killing intent in his body suddenly erupted, his entire body turned scarlet like fire, his eyes turning blood-red, the overflowing killing intent released out.

Teng!

Ye Ling suddenly shot into the sky, transforming into a berserk state. The Blood Yama in his hand released a sharp cry, and then clashed with the incoming black coffin.

BANG!

An explosive sound resounded as Ye Ling and Yan Luo fell back at the same time.

Ye Ling laughed sinisterly, the blood in his body boiling as boundless fighting spirit filled his entire body. How could he be timid when he was fighting with the Early Stage?

Kill!

A whistling sound of death could be heard as Ye Ling suddenly waved his sword upwards. His killing intent permeated the air as Ye Ling and Yama Minamiya clashed continuously. The scene was extremely shocking.

BOOM!

In the air, a thunderous sound rang out. Yan Luo was actually forced back consecutively. The death aura around his body was being worn away, causing his strength to plummet.

Without the support of the death aura, Yan Luo was just a corpse. The current him was in a precarious situation, while Ye Ling was brimming with killing intent.

Puff puff!

Yan Luo's body was forced to defend. In an instant, the Blood Yama cut his body and black blood splattered everywhere.

"AHH!"

Just as Yan Luo was about to be injured, a miserable scream came out from Qing Ming's mouth. The Blood Demon had used its bare hands to rip it to shreds, and the sight of it dying without a complete corpse caused one's scalp to go numb.

However, just as Yan Luo was looking for an opportunity to escape, Ye Ling, who was standing opposite him, suddenly attacked. "Qing Ming!"

BOOM!

The nine dragons descended and instantly blasted towards Yama, making it impossible for him to evade.

"Sickle of the God of Death!"

In the face of danger, Yan Luo suddenly let out a loud shout. A black light shot out from the sky like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the ice dragons.

BANG!

The nine dragons shattered, and a rain of ice scattered in all directions. Following which, a black sickle that was over ten feet long actually appeared in Yama Minamiya's hand.

That was a precious treasure of the Nether Abyss, named "Sickle of the God of Death". It had the ability to cut apart all realms, captivate souls and steal lives, and it had extremely strong power of death s within.

Ye Ling was startled, when he saw the Sickle of the God of Death appear, he could not help but gasp. Feeling the aura within the Sickle of the God of Death, his soul was in turmoil, and he felt extremely uneasy.

"Go to hell!"

With the Scythe of Death in hand, Yan Luo revealed a sinister smile, the energy in his body suddenly erupted, and in the instant that he swung the Scythe of Death, Ye Ling suddenly froze in place, the primordial spirit in his body automatically flew out of his body, quietly waiting to receive the punishment from the Scythe of Death!

"What's going on?!"

"My primordial spirit actually doesn't listen to my control. The Scythe of Death can actually stop spacetime!"

Ye Ling's face paled, he could feel that he was unable to move at all, and his heart immediately became panic-stricken. Facing the Sickle of the God of Death that was about to fall, he actually felt that his primordial spirit was on the verge of being destroyed.