In the sky above the Martial Arts Practice Field, a violent wind was blowing and the sky and earth were resonating.

Ye Ling and the Sword Abyss were like wolves and tigers, ready to attack at any time.

BOOM!

When the two of them unleashed their powerful attacks, the sky and earth changed color, Qian Long reversed and spatial turbulence flew in all directions, shaking the Octoterra Divine Region, causing the earth to fly up, as though the heavens and earth were being destroyed.

BOOM!

The collision of their attacks caused the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse. A terrifying aura of death spread out in all directions.

The sky instantly turned silent, the wind and clouds tumbled backwards, gales raged, and a streak of red light suddenly dispersed into the air.

Ye Ling's body instantly dropped to the ground, with a plop, he knelt on one knee, causing Ye Ling to cough out blood. His face was pale as paper, and all of the clothes on his body were torn, stained with blood.

The eyes of Blood Demon and the others widened as they stared at the sky. However, they did not see the figure of the Sword Abyss.

Ye Ling won! Moreover, it was a miserable victory!

In this battle, Ye Ling used all of his strength. Although the Sword Abyss was a terrifying existence, Ye Ling wasn't just standing around. Relying on his Dharma Idol and the Buried Skies Coffin, he still managed to kill the Sword Abyss.

The battle had ended, the people of Sword Tomb had scattered and escaped, the Sword Abyss was killed, the sword Yuan was cut off, the sword rain and the sword fanatics were all wounded and fleeing in panic.

Sword Tomb did not lose face this time, but had suffered even more losses. Even if he wanted to take action, he had to think about Ye Ling and the others' strength.

Ye Ling's hair was in disarray and he looked to be in a sorry state. His exhausted body made it impossible for him to stand up again.

sat on the spot and breathed out to recuperate to calm the chaotic veins in his body.

In this battle, Ye Ling deeply felt that his strength was lacking and the Heavenly Tribulation Stage was no small matter.

Blood Demon and the others approached. Seeing that Ye Ling's injuries were not light, they did not disturb him and instead stood guard to prevent anyone from harming Ye Ling.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed and the aura within Ye Ling's body had finally calmed down.

Slowly opening his eyes, Ye Ling smiled bitterly. He saw Blood Demon and the others staring at him, but he felt ashamed.

"Good grandson, do you believe that you will fight to the death like this?"

"I have the body of a blood demon. I can die, but I'm not afraid of anything. But you can't?"

Seeing that Ye Ling had woken up, the Blood Demon looked at him anxiously. He had a stern look on his face as he lectured Ye Ling.

"You think I want to?"

"Aren't I lacking strength? How about you sacrifice yourself and give your power to me? "

Ye Ling frowned, and revealed a sinister smile as he looked at the Blood Demon. Although he did not have an Immortal Demon Body, he at least had a Dao Body, and would be able to recover as long as he did not die.

"You bastard!" Hearing what Ye Ling said, the Blood Demon was so angry that his face turned green. He had not lived enough, how could he let Ye Ling win?

"Boss, Jian Qiu is dying!"

Just as Ye Ling was talking to the blood demon, Feng Yu, with a serious face, came in front of Ye Ling and spoke with a troubled expression.

Ye Ling's expression became startled one after another. He was only concerned for himself, but had forgotten about Jian Qiu's matter. Now that he had received Feng Yu's reminder, he was naturally very worried for Jian Qiu's safety.

Feng Yu brought Jian Qiu closer to Ye Ling, and saw that he was on the verge of death. Without the support of his Fa Li and the injuries on his body, it was naturally difficult for Jian Qiu to continue to hold on.

Ye Ling's face turned ugly, he anxiously took out the golden pellet from Jian Yi's body, with a serious face, he walked over to Jian Qiu, and quickly injected the pellet into Jian Qiu's body.

Weng! *

When the golden pellet entered his body, a ringing sound came out, and a powerful force, suddenly emerged from Jian Qiu's body, quickly rushing into all the big veins in his body.

Jian Qiu, who had returned to his Jindan, started to blush. His entire body was enveloped in a white light and his breathing grew fast.

Seeing that Jian Qiu had gotten better, he finally let out a sigh of relief. He really did not want Jian Qiu to leave just like that, with his life on the line.

After a long while, Jian Qiu's breath was calm, and his cultivation gradually recovered, moreover his cultivation was higher than before, and one of the reasons was because he had Jian Yi's strength.

In order to recover his cultivation, Jian Yi naturally did not hesitate to use the golden pellet to irrigate Jian Qiu. Now that the golden pellet had returned to Jian Qiu's body, its internal energy would naturally be transferred to Jian Qiu.

Seeing that Jian Qiu had recovered, Ye Ling retracted his gaze. It was all because of Jian Qiu that he had fought against the Sword Tomb, and now that Jian Qiu was safe and sound, the guilt in his heart was finally relieved.

Whoosh!

Just as Ye Ling and the others calmed down and were waiting for him to wake up, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in from the sky, startling everyone.

Ye Ling raised his head to look at the sky and only saw that in the distant clouds, numerous figures actually appeared. They all wore blue clothes and majestically rushed over in the direction of the Honghuang Sect.

"F * ck!"

"Which power is this? They're actually still coming? "

Seeing that there were so many people in the sky, he had the urge to curse out loud. He had just dealt with Sword Tomb, and now that someone had come to provoke him, how could he calm down?

Feng Yu and Huan Xiong's expressions were tense. With such a strong enemy in front of them, they naturally did not dare to relax their guard as they stared at the person in front of them.

"Tianshan people?"

When Ye Ling saw the identity of the newcomer, he could not help but frown. He was extremely confused by the arrival of the Heaven Mountain.

When the people of Sky Mountain flew over, there was a lady in the crowd, her face had a smile plastered on it, she was actually Bai Moling.

In front of Bai Moling, there was a young man who looked seventy percent similar to Bai Moling. This man's cultivation was extremely high, and was at the fourth stage of the Heavenly Tribulation Stage.

Bai Mozhan was Bai Moling's blood brother and also a genius among the young generation of Sky Mountain. was the blood brother of Bai Moling, and was also a genius among the young generation.

This time, a few hundred people from Sky Mountain came, all with Bai Mozhan as the leader, while Bai Moling only appeared in front of everyone purely because of his elder brother's position.

Ye Ling frowned, his expression becoming even weirder. Seeing that Bai Moling was also amongst the group of people from Sky Mountain, she naturally felt puzzled.

Ye Ling and the rest walked up, only to see the group of Heavenly Mountain cultivators descending from the sky, instantly appearing in front of Ye Ling and the others. Bai Mozhan who was standing in front of him frowned, he glanced at Ye Ling and the others, as though he was looking for something.

"Little sister, which one is the Ye Ling that you spoke of?" Bai Mozhan had been on his patrol for a long time, but he still could not identify Ye Ling. He was a little impatient, and directly turned to look at Bai Moling and asked.

Bai Moling gave a reserved smile, her eyes opened wide as she looked at Ye Ling, raised her hand and pointed at Ye Ling, then said to his brother Bai Mozhan: "He is Ye Ling."

Bai Mozhan frowned and looked towards the direction of his sister's finger. When he saw that the person with the lowest cultivation level was Ye Ling, his face immediately became unsightly.

Ye Ling frowned, he raised his hand and rubbed his nose, making eye contact with Bai Mozhan, and seeing that the man was staring at him, Ye Ling was very curious.

"Hey little girl, what are you doing here?"

"This grandson of mine, did he save you before? You can't just repay kindness with hatred like that, can you? "

The Blood Demon's expression was ugly. Seeing that Bai Moling actually brought people to identify Ye Ling, she was a little unhappy and asked Bai Moling in a low voice.

Bai Moling's expression froze, and then she blushed and lowered her head, not saying a word. It was as though she had misunderstood the Blood Demon's intentions, causing her to feel extremely embarrassed.

Blood Demon was stunned!

Bai Moling's actions confused him.

Huan Xiong and Feng Yu looked at each other, the two of them were also confused, the people from Tian Shan suddenly came, and Bai Moling inexplicably pointed out Ye Ling, causing them to be confused.

With large strides, he instantly appeared in front of Ye Ling. He squinted his eyes and stared at Ye Ling, then smiled: "You're the one who killed Bai Moxiong?"

Who is Bai Moxiong? Ye Ling frowned, and unrestrainedly opened his mouth to ask a question, acting as if he didn't know anything, with an extremely rude and unreasonable aura.

"Alright!"

"You pretended that you didn't know, proving that you still have a bit of a conscience."

Hearing Ye Ling's reply, Bai Mozhan slightly nodded his head and smiled. Bai Moxiong was indeed Bai Mofei's second brother, and also his little brother.

Bai Mozhan was the eldest son of the Heavenly Mountain's master, and also the Young Master. As for Bai Moling, he was naturally the daughter of the master as well.

Ye Ling's expression was extremely ugly, he felt that Bai Mozhan's actions were extremely funny, but he could tell that this Bai Mozhan was not here for Bai Moxiong.

"Speak!"

"Why has your Tianshan Sect come to my Honghuang Sect?"

Ye Ling asked coldly, looking at Bai Mozhan. He did not want to beat around the bush, and if he wanted to fight, he would do so without fear.

"Humph!" Are you trying to be unreasonable? "

"If it weren't for the fact that you saved my sister, I would have torn you into a thousand pieces!"

Bai Mozhan frowned and let out a cold snort as he looked coldly at Ye Ling, showing how magnanimous he was.

"You talk big!"

"Be careful of the wind, it might reach your tongue!"

Bai Mozhan boasted shamelessly in front of them. This kind of threat was unable to scare them, as they had just experienced a life and death battle, so naturally they would not tolerate others being arrogant.

"How dare you!"

Bai Mozhan was mocked by the Blood Demon, but he was furious. He glared at the Blood Demon and suddenly rushed towards it.