Catch a fairy to be your husband

The two sets of eyes looked at each other coldly, even if Hei Yao turned into a human body, the cat pupils did not change, it was still a kind of cold, silent dark green full of strange colors.

From these eyes, Ling Ye instantly judged that he was the black cat, and looked Hei Yao silently, Ling Ye said clearly: "So, it's you."

"Shenjun Ling Ye." Hei Yao was not surprised that Ling Ye recognized him, and looked at him indifferently, his slender figure was unwavering.

"Teng Yuan killed Chongming, but you came to work for Teng Yuan, why?" Ling Ye was very puzzled, and his tone was equally calm.

Speaking of which, Ling Ye and Hei Yao have known each other for thousands of years. Hei Yao used to be a civet cat that Chong Ming sat down, and it was Chong Ming's favorite pet back then, and he was hugged almost all day long.

At that time, Obsidian was just a cat and could not transform into a human form.

It is precisely because he has been by Chongming's side for a long time and received a lot of care from Chongming that he quickly cultivated a human form from a cat.

However, shortly after Obsidian could turn into a human body, the battle between gods and demons was imminent.

In that battle, Zhongming died, and after that, Hei Yao disappeared from the heaven.

Everyone thought that Hei Yao couldn't bear the blow of Chongming's death, and he might have gone with Chongming due to excessive grief, or he might have left with frustration.

Unexpectedly, ten thousand years later, Hei Yao would appear next to Teng Yuan who killed Chongming, and recognized Teng Yuan as the master.

Among the causes and effects, Hei Yao knew the most, but Hei Yao obviously didn't want to say more, "Chong Ming is dead, and it's meaningless to mention him. Lord Ling Ye, I know why you came, and unfortunately I won't let you in. "

No matter whether Hei Yao betrayed Chongming or not, Ling Ye didn't want to say any more, it was true that Chongming was dead, and Hei Yao had nothing to do with him.

However, "That depends on whether you can stop me." Ling Ye spoke with a haughty expression.

Hei Yao didn't laugh at it, but looked at Ling Ye's obviously fragile appearance, and said expressionlessly: "Shenjun Ling Ye, although I am not a great person, I have lived for thousands of years anyway. You are now... I'm afraid you may not be able to deal with it." Got me."

Ling Ye curled his lips slightly, and said contemptuously, "Then come and try."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Ye had already sacrificed the Wujin long sword, and the sword energy was so fierce that it rushed towards Hei Yao.

Hei Yao dodged and slammed Ling Ye with a heavy punch from the side, Ling Ye naturally wouldn't let him succeed, leaning back and dodging Hei Yao's fist.

At the same time, Ling Ye once again stabbed the long sword at Hei Yao fiercely, a burst of sword aura burst forth, and Hei Yao dodged swiftly, but the sharp sword aura still cut through his clothes, revealing a long bloodstain on his back.

Obsidian was injured, the expression on his face did not change at all, and his body movements did not froze at all.

Rao Hei Yao moved quickly, but Ling Ye's attack was even more swift and fierce. Hei Yao's cold cat pupils condensed slightly, and suddenly his hands intertwined in front of his body, as if using some kind of magic technique, a large black air rose in an instant, Ling Ye's figure completely filled it.

The black air seemed to have some kind of power, and Ling Ye couldn't rush out directly for a while, so he had to swing the long sword to break through the thorns and open the breakthrough.

Hei Yao did not wait in place, and continued to use his mana to lift up the thick snow layer on the iceberg. He pushed forward with both hands, and a large piece of cold and heavy snow lumps rushed towards Ling Ye, who was surrounded by black air, like a hill. past.

At the same time, Ling Ye just broke through the last layer of the black air with his sword, and just saw the sun, he saw a lot of white shadows coming down, and with a wave of his hand, a dragon's real fire sacrificed into a blazing barrier of flames , melting all the snow that flew over.

The real fire was burnt out, and Ling Ye's fierce sword slashed towards Hei Yao again. Hei Yao was almost stabbed, and changed into the form of a black cat in an emergency, only to avoid Ling Ye's fierce sword.

Temporarily avoiding the crisis, Obsidian re-formed into a human form, dodged and exited on a cliff next to the crack in the iceberg.

"As expected of God Lord Ling Ye, even though he looked embarrassed, he didn't hesitate to make a move. But..." Hei Yao's cold cat eyes turned, and he said sinisterly: "The cloud of black energy just now was caused by my hard work. The air of death that has been refined through all kinds of pains, and the air of death penetrates into the body, the god feels very good."

If you want to say whether it is good or not, it is naturally very bad.However, Ling Ye did notice something strange in his body after Hei Yao explained this.

Cold, cold, and full of evil.

At this moment, Ling Ye could already feel the coldness in his body, as if there was a colder and more sinister aura flowing in his body, it felt like a cool and flowable icicle suddenly slipped down on the warm skin, which made people tremble , Cold all over the body.

Sensing that this evil aura was wandering along his veins, a black shadow suddenly appeared on Ling Ye's pale face, which made Ling Ye's facial nerves twitch, and his slightly frowning brows instantly knit together.

"Shenjun don't have to worry, death air can be fatal to ordinary people, but it doesn't have much effect on Shenjun's body. It's just that these death air can effectively suppress the divine power in Shenjun's body, and calm down the impulsive behavior of Shenjun for the time being. "

Ling Ye's face was gloomy, his eyes were deep and ferocious, the corners of his lips were tight, and his tone was sarcasm: "You think you can stop me like this."

His eyes were dimmed, his left palm concentrated his mind, and he slapped his chest in the astonishment of Hei Yao's eyes, his body was violently shaken, the golden light radiated, and the death aura wandering in Ling Ye's body was instantly dissipated.

"No matter how fierce these death qi are, they can't escape my Shenlong True Fire."

"Ah, why did I forget that?" Hei Yao said with a cold expression, without sincerity, "I never thought that Lord Ling Ye would let Shenlong True Fire burn in his body. The breath of death was indeed dissipated But God Lord Ling Ye's divine power has also been consumed a lot, isn't it?"

Without saying a word, Ling Ye raised his sword and stabbed towards Hei Yao. Hei Yao flicked left and right, but he always lingered on the edge of the ice crevasse, hindering Ling Ye's further advance.

It is true that Obsidian does not have very powerful mana, but he is sinister and cunning by nature, and his body is unpredictable, making him very difficult to deal with.

In the silent world, Ling Ye felt the passing of time bit by bit, and understood that Hei Yao was deliberately delaying time, Ling Ye gritted his teeth fiercely, swung his long sword and cut the palm of his hand, a stream of god's blood dripped , Ling Ye directly chanted the mantra, and soon the sky filled with flames ignited on the top of the entire snow-capped mountain.

Hei Yao was hit by a burst of flames, and with a muffled grunt, he rolled and fell to the ground.

Hei Yao's body was hit by the flames, and his skin was ripped open immediately. Hei Yao resisted to stand up, but Ling Ye took advantage of this moment and shouted loudly: "Tie the fairy rope."

Hei Yao raised his eyes in surprise, but he didn't realize that a golden rope had wrapped around his body, and he couldn't struggle no matter what.

Hei Yao thumped vigorously on the spot, no matter how hard he struggled, he was like a fish stranded on the shore, embarrassed and futile.

"Now, you can't stop me." He glanced coldly at Hei Yao, looked at the cracks in the ice around the top of the mountain, and walked in decisively.

It's a pity that the accident happened again in an instant, just when Ling Ye had just raised his foot, he suddenly heard a "rumbling" sound, as if the whole iceberg was trembling.

His eyes were fixed, and when he looked up, he saw a person standing beside Hei Yao who was bound by the fairy rope. That person was covered in scars, his figure was slightly bent, he was embarrassed and full of blood.

Even though he was seriously injured, the man's eyes were extremely bright, cold and sharp.

"Ling Ye Shenjun..." Ji Xuan's voice was already a little hoarse, his face was covered with blood, making him even more gloomy and terrifying, "You want to find the day, but I will not let you do so."

After finishing speaking, Jixuan directly took Hei Yao's clothes, turned around and jumped, and the figures of the two disappeared into the ice crevice in an instant.

As soon as the figures of Jixuan and Hei Yao disappeared, the cracked ice cracks merged together tightly. It turned out that the sound of "rumbling" was the closing of the heavy and strong cracks in the iceberg.

Ling Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and he flew over and stabbed the long sword into the ice layer, urging his divine power to form cracks along the ice layer around the sword, but the iceberg was thick and long, and the cracks were really just the tip of the iceberg.

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands together, inputting divine power continuously, the cracks in the ice made a slight "click" sound and spread to the farther surroundings.

But what is the use of this, even if the entire ice layer is like a broken mirror, there is not even a path for people to pass between the gaps.

Ling Ye silently pulled out the long sword, put it away, silently looked at the ice layer under his feet, clenched his hands into fists, and the fierce flames wrapped the entire fist.

"Ah!!!" Flying to the sky above the ice layer, with a roar, his fists hit the surface of the ice layer like a thousand pounds of flint.

For a moment, shattered ice splashed with snowflakes, and a huge deep pit was formed on the ice surface.

It can be seen that the center of the deep pit is the closed ice seam, but it is obvious that the ice seam extends deeper and deeper, and the deep pit made by Ling Ye's fist can't pry open the ice seam at all, let alone open it. Shake the foundation of this iceberg.

If one punch is not enough, they will continue to fight, and with a roar, the deep pit will expand further and further down. After time and time again, the deep pit has become a [-]-meter-deep ice cave.

At this moment, Ling Ye was out of breath, and pressed against the ice wall with a long sigh of relief. Once again, he concentrated his divine power in his hands, and continued to smash down with iron fists.

Countless pieces of ice splashed out, and the ice cave was tens of feet deeper than before. At the same time, the crack in the ice cave finally loosened.

Ling Ye's silent eyes lit up, and there was finally a gleam of light in his dark eyes, and he concentrated his divine power again, but the force was exhausted before the punch hit his hand.

Staring blankly at the bloody fist, he curled his lips full of regret, and his figure fell to the ice cave in a flash.

Divine power is really almost exhausted...

Looking up, it seems that I saw stars in this vast sky, but it seemed that my eyes were dazzled, and there was nothing.

But Ling Ye knew in his heart that night had already arrived.

Fortunately, at this moment, Ling Ye felt several powerful forces approaching rapidly.

It turned out that after Jixuan escaped, Qianzhi and Qingfeng had been searching for Jixuan until they reached the top of the mountain.

And Qing Hui led a group of divine soldiers from the heavens, and finally arrived long overdue.