Junior Disciple C

Because Hao Chen was mobilizing all his mental energy to drive away the black mist that was infecting his spiritual power, Hao Chen had no time to devote his spare energy to flying against the wind. After the black snake was chopped off, he should have fallen with the falling giant snake.

If Feng Ye hadn't run over to grab him in time.

Originally, he wanted to support Feng Ye, but now it's the other way around.Hao Chen was a little depressed.

"Concentrate." Feng Ye said in a deep voice.

Hao Chen quickly calmed down, and now is indeed not the time to be depressed.

Feng Ye didn't turn his head when he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the front, the broken snake body was still twisting crazily in the air, it was more violent than when it was intact before, like the last struggle before death.

And in the gap between the crazily twisting snake body, a pitch-black shadow was approaching him at high speed.

Feng Ye pushed away Hao Chen beside him with one hand, and then stepped on the snake's scales to block the sword's edge that was cutting towards him.

"You still have time to mind other people!" Ling Yun's voice was hoarse, and the corners of his lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

Feng Ye didn't gain the upper hand when he fought with him, perhaps because of the trauma to his soul in the past few days, Feng Ye's movements seemed a little slow and powerless.

It is not a problem to do some ordinary movements, but in such a fierce confrontation, a little bit of slowness may be fatal.

But even though he was already at such a disadvantage, he still managed to find a gap where the blades crossed, and turned around to support Hao Chen.

Ling Yun swung his sword vigorously and slashed down. Although Feng Ye raised his sword to block it, he was also attacked by Ling Yun's follow-up, forcing him to retreat again and again.

They fought on the snake, and Hao Chen, who was pushed away by Feng Ye, regained the ability of Yukong.

He fell down just now, firstly because he had no spare energy to drive away the black mist in his body in order to get out of the predicament as soon as possible, and secondly because he did not expect that the snakes that bound his hands and feet would suddenly be cut off by the sword light, And fell from the sky.

Caught off guard, without time to re-mobilize the spiritual power, he could only fall down with the giant snake.

But Feng Ye stretched out his hand just now, although it didn't take long, it was enough for him to recover.

The black mist was not successfully driven away, the black mist was extremely thin, otherwise Hao Chen would not have noticed the invasion of the black mist until just now when his spiritual power was blocked by the black mist.

But because of its small size, it cannot be completely driven away for a while.

It is too cunning, it will never confront Hao Chen's spiritual power head-on, it just dodges and evades, delaying time.

Delay until the real sunrise.

Hao Chen watched more than half of the full sun appearing in the sky, and shouted at Feng Ye: "Feng Ye!"

He only called Feng Ye's name, but that was enough, Feng Ye knew that Hao Chen was reminding him that time was running out.

Of course he also knew that time was running out, Feng Ye gritted his teeth.

He continued to retreat, and Ling Yun pressed forward step by step.

The sun rises inch by inch, and the sunlight advances along the undulating sea, chasing the darkness that fades like a tide.

Dawn and dusk are separated, light and dark communicate.

The gigantic snake dancing wildly in mid-air seemed to have exhausted its last madness, and the snake's body fell under the sun.

The giant snake's figure began to melt away, turning into mist again, which became fainter and fainter.

The power left by this monster in the human world seemed to have finally been exhausted, but neither Feng Ye nor Hao Chen showed much joy.

If Ling Yun is not stopped, once the channel of the Eternal Vision is opened, this monster will make a comeback, and it will be stronger and more terrifying than before.

Feng Ye and Ling Yun fell back to the ground, and they fought under the rising sun at the edge of the sea and sky.

Everyone watched this scene, the black snake dissipated, and Hao Chen seemed to have suffered some injuries, so he stood where he was and didn't make another move. Only these two people were fighting on the field.

In fact, most people don't know why they fight, and they don't know what the black snake is.

They also didn't know what Ling Yun wanted to do. They had just fought against Ling Yun, but they had to fight because they were afraid of being retaliated by Ling Yun.

They couldn't even guess the identities of Feng Ye and Hao Chen, but it didn't matter, an enemy's enemy is a friend.

Their thoughts at the moment are very tacit, and they all hope that Feng Ye can win.

As for whether Feng Ye can win, everyone's hearts are hanging, because judging from the current situation, Feng Ye's situation is not optimistic.

Ling Yun was fighting against Feng Ye completely. Although Feng Ye's swordsmanship was also very high, the monks who were watching were far behind him, but it seemed that he still lost to Ling Yun.

He was restrained everywhere and retreated steadily.

Suddenly there was a cry from the crowd, because they saw splashes of blood and the severed wound on Feng Ye's left arm.

Ling Yun finally caught his opening and stabbed him again with the edge of his sword.

It also seemed to signal his impending defeat.

He was already at a disadvantage, and was injured again. It is almost impossible to make a comeback.

Everyone thinks this way, and they don't want Feng Ye to lose, but the fact is.

Hao Chen frowned, he was a little annoyed, the black mist that interfered with the operation of his spiritual power had not been driven out of his body so far.

Without the use of spiritual power, the melee combat ability of his human form is almost negligible, and the prototype...changing back to the prototype also requires spiritual power, and he can't do anything at this moment.

Hao Chen took a deep breath. He suppressed his anxiety. The more anxious he was, the more likely he would fail.

He calmed down, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, weaved it into a net, and waited quietly for the black mist that was fleeing here and there to hit it.

Then maybe it's still too late...

Hao Chen's pupils shrank, it was too late.

The sun has finally fully risen from the junction of the sea and the sky, and the warm and pure light of the rising sun radiates to the earth and to the island.

The corners of Ling Yun's lips curled up uncontrollably. After he cut Feng Ye's arm with his sword, Feng Ye immediately turned and retreated, but Ling Yun didn't pursue him any further.

He felt the warmth on his back, and he didn't need to look, he knew... the sun was rising.

He took out two things from his large sleeve robe, which was the same as the jar he smashed before, the jar containing real Jianmu, and the storage bag containing the soil.

He was about to continue, but the smile on his lips suddenly stopped.

Because he saw Feng Ye's movements.

Everyone saw that Feng Ye, who was supposed to turn back because of his injury, held his sword behind his back in the gap between his turns, and the sword edge was stained with the blood from the wound he had just opened.

Blood flowed along the pitch-black blade, and then soaked into it, like dark red meridians.

Feng Ye calculated the distance, and when he retreated to a certain place, he stopped suddenly, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and turned it down.

He stabbed vigorously towards the ground, and at the same time when the sword edge pierced the ground, the wind and sand radiated around the place where the sword edge touched the ground.

The uneven land on the island was instantly flattened by the wind and sand blown up by the strong wind, and he cleared an open space with a diameter of several meters with his sword.

Then, golden lines appeared on the open space.

Ling Yun's pupils tightened, the lines are...

"Array pattern!" A monk who was good at formation technique exclaimed in the crowd.

But although he recognized the pattern, he couldn't recognize what kind of formation it was, nor could he tell when Feng Ye had set up the formation.

Not to mention that he didn't see it, even Ling Yun, who had been fighting Feng Ye in close quarters, didn't realize when Feng Ye set up the formation.

Wait, could it be that...Ling Yun's thoughts turned suddenly, and he suddenly thought that when he was fighting with him, Feng Ye had been on the defensive, seemingly retreating steadily, and he pursued the victory, but in fact...Feng Ye was leading him all the time Walk.

Walking is exactly the route that the big pattern under the foot has passed.

And Feng Ye's sluggish movements may not be due to the trauma of his soul, but simply because...while he was fighting with himself, he was distracted from setting up the formation.

Just like Hao Chen didn't know when the Black Snake was plotting against him, Ling Yun didn't know that he was already in the middle of the battle.

At this moment, the formation was in motion, but he had no escape.

A faint golden light lit up in Feng Ye's eyes, reflecting each other with the golden formations on the ground. The formations turned into chains and shot towards Ling Yun in the formation.

Ling Yun struggled for a moment, but soon, endless chains bound his hands and feet, and he was firmly tied in place.

The Jianmu and Xiyang in his hands also fell to the ground along with the wrists that were stretched out by the chains.

The porcelain jar shattered the moment it hit the ground, and everyone finally saw what was inside the jar, how it looked so much like the bud of Jianmu that was destroyed by Ling Yun...

Everyone was puzzled in their hearts, and they didn't understand why there were two Jianmu.

Hao Chen, on the other hand, was full of joy, what is feng shui turning around, the black snake just entangled himself with thousands of snakes, and now Feng Ye let Ling Yun taste what it means to be bound by a hundred locks.

Feng Ye not only managed to turn the tide in such a declining situation, but also happened to help him avenge himself. Hao Chen was so happy that he almost wanted to go over and give Feng Ye a hug as a reward.

Reward himself.

Who says good luck doesn't come together?Ling Yun was trapped in the formation, and the black snake dissipated in the human world due to exhaustion of power. This catastrophe that almost swept across the world of heaven and man has been resolved.And the black mist that was tossing in Hao Chen's body, along with Ling Yun's defeat, crashed into the net woven by Hao Chen's spiritual power.

Hao Chen drove it out of his body with a single brain, a wisp of black mist overflowed from his fingertips, and was crushed by Hao Chen's spiritual power.

He has regained control of the operation of spiritual power, and all the crises are gone.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Hao Chen immediately opened his legs and took a step towards Feng Ye.

Sudden accident.

There was something faster than him, so fast that Hao Chen didn't even see it clearly, only saw a shadow flying past him.

black shadow.

The black snake condensed into shape again in mid-air, and its scarlet snake eyes only stared at one thing, Jianmu and Xiyang under Ling Yun's feet.

He swallowed it in one gulp, and didn't have the slightest thought of saving Ling Yun. The moment he got it, he turned around and left without hesitation.

Black Snake is ambitious, he wants to escape from the range of this large formation, and then... plant trees.

Although Feng Ye bound Ling Yun with a formation, Ling Yun was not bound honestly, he was still struggling.Feng Ye leaned on the sword with both hands, controlled the formation, and wrestled with Ling Yun.He also saw the black snake's surprise attack, but he couldn't make a move at all.

He could only watch the black snake succeed.

How could it be possible for him to succeed!

Hao Chen thought to himself, although he didn't expect that the monster didn't dissipate completely, instead it secretly retained some of its power, dormant until now before making a move, but at this moment, he couldn't allow him to think, and without thinking, he just unfolded the folding fan in his hand, like Like a dart, it threw it at the fleeing black snake.

The folding fan turned into flying feathers in the air, and the flying feathers turned into roc birds.The roc spread its ten-meter-long wings and took off.

He flew faster than the black snake, and came first, intercepting the black snake wrapped in Jianmu and Xiyang on the way.

A snake and a bird fought together. Although the black snake secretly retained some power, it was only a very small part. He was no longer the opponent of Pengniao at this moment.

The snake's body was quickly torn apart by the bird's beak and claws, and he turned into a surging black mist again.

But he still didn't let go of Jianmu and Xirang. This is the opportunity he waited for thousands of years, and he will never let go!

The black snake became fierce, and Pengniao, who was supposed to have the upper hand, was a little bit defeated for a while.

Seeing this, Feng Ye let go of the hand holding the sword. The formation was out of his control, and Ling Yun would break free soon.

But as long as he can snatch Jian Mu and Xi Rang, it doesn't matter if Ling Yun breaks free.

So Feng Ye immediately made a decision, he held his sword and stabbed towards the place where the black snake and the roc were entangled.

A sharp sword light flashed, and everyone blinked subconsciously.

When I opened it again, I saw the two parties that had been in a ball separated again.

The black mist was only a fist-sized ball, and he turned into a small snake with a thin thumb, and Jianmu's buds were tightly wrapped around the snake's body.

However, there was no joy in the snake's eyes.

Feng Ye took a few steps back. He had two things in his hand, the folding fan that turned into a bird, and... the soil.

Hao Chen finally rushed to Feng Ye's side, and the two stood side by side, looking in the direction of the black snake together.

He lost after all.

What if there is no soil, but wood?

The ambitions and delusions he had brewed for thousands of years were shattered today.

But the expression in Black Snake's eyes was not anger at the end of failure, or madness, but a hint of surprise in the snake's eyes.

He turned his head sharply.

Feng Ye followed the Black Snake's gaze, and saw Ling Yun who had broken free from the shackles of the formation and regained his freedom.

Ling Yun noticed the gaze of the black snake and Feng Ye's, and he smiled at the two of them.

A triumphant smile.

"Do you really think I'm going to help you open the passage to the world and help you escape from the Emberless Vision?" Ling Yun asked sarcastically.

"Ling Yun!" For the first time, Black Snake's voice with a slight smile became sharp, almost hoarse.

The Jianmu buds entangled in the snake's body were easily crushed by him, because it was a fake at all!

The Jianmu he snatched from Feng Ye was real, but it turned into a fake at this moment. It is self-evident who changed the package.

"It's just a filthy monster that doesn't see the sun. If someone calls you a god, do you really think you are a god?" Ling Yun shook his head, looking condescendingly at the slender knuckle on the ground. black snake with a mocking face.

"Junior Brother." He suddenly called Ji Chengyue again.

The shouts were filled with spiritual power, and transmitted to the crowd in the distance.

Ji Chengyue was taken aback by the shout.

"You asked me what I was going to do with Jianmu before, but I didn't have time to tell you the answer." Ling Yun sighed: "Open the entrance of the Emberless Vision, let this monster come to the world, destroy all living things, and help me take revenge ?”

"No." Ling Yun asked himself and answered, his eyes moved away from Ji Chengyue, he glanced at the people who had retreated into the distance, thinking they were safe, and said with a smile: "I want to do it myself."

What he said was not only confused by Ji Chengyue, but also by Feng Ye and Hao Chen.

What exactly does Ling Yun want to do?

Even if he holds the real Jianmu, without the soil of resentment, it is impossible for Jianmu to connect to the Eternal Vision, or to penetrate the heaven.

They didn't wonder for too long, because Ling Yun quickly revealed the answer.

He suddenly raised the wrist holding the sword, and then stabbed towards his chest.

The blade pierced through his heart, but did not pierce any flesh and blood.

His heart had been dissected by Jianmu a hundred years ago, leaving only a hole in his chest, which was then filled with black mist.

But now, in that void, something else appeared.

are the roots of plants.

Feng Ye and Hao Chen looked at Ling Yun in shock. Ling Yun actually planted Jianmu in his heart.

What Ling Yun said next shocked them even more, each word was like a heavy drum hitting their ears.

"The Eternal Vision once made Yinglong, the god of war, that's why you are so powerful. Now, it's my turn." Ling Yun opened his arms and smiled loudly at the sky.

The rising sun rose behind him, making his shadow thin and long, making it indistinguishable from a human shape, more like a demon.

The sun shines in from the hole in his heart, and the vitality is constantly weakening and the young shoots are a little abrupt, and there is a tendency to raise their heads.

The three things that Jianmu needs to grow, the rising sun has been prepared, and the water of Beiming has already been hidden in his chest together with Jianmu.

As for the soil that harbors resentment...

"I am Xi Rang!" Ling Yun laughed wildly.