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Ten figures, standing quietly in the air, their breath will shake the void out of the ripples. Hong Ling looked back at the blood rose, the only remaining elite at this time, feeling quite a lot. From the initial 50 people to now only 10 people left, the high mortality rate of the whole blood rose pirate regiment made him more afraid of the terror of the dark Dead Sea.

He threw a thunderbolt over the sky and snapped his fingers. The thunder and fire broke up in an instant, forming a fire rain. These blazing flames, under the control of juvenile divinity, precisely landed on the corpses of each demon clan, incinerating them.

"Come on, move on, this place, you can't stay!" Hong Ling looked at all the people who had stepped into the realm of refining God and returning to emptiness, and said. He rose to the sky and flew forward rapidly. Behind him, Xia Yan and others with the remaining blood rose elite, closely follow him.

All of them stepped into the realm of refining and returning to emptiness, barely able to keep up with Hongling's rapidity. Although the youth has deliberately slowed down the figure, but Xia Yan they still chase enough. They don't understand why Hong Ling is still so vigorous after the war.

Young people do not pay attention to these, he is now the whole body of God consciousness completely scattered in this area, vigilant at any time may come crisis. For him, the corpse in the dead sea is the most dangerous existence at present. As for the demon friars, although there are some troubles, but they can not easily kill the whole blood rose.

"Well? There seems to be someone ahead Hong Ling suddenly stopped and looked at the basin ahead.

"Can you sense the race?" Xia Yan and he hang together static, open the mouth to ask a way. Even she did not understand when she began to rely on this teenager.

"They are all human beings. There is a breath in them. They are very familiar. They should be acquaintances." Hong Ling grinned and flashed like a rainbow, breaking through the sky. Soon, the boy came to the basin above, and saw the two teams fighting below.

"Who are you? I'm working in Yunxing Pavilion. Please stay away from others!" Two friars rose to the sky and stopped Hong Ling. Blood rose a group of people standing behind the youth, as he slowly from the sky down body shape.

Hongling looks at Ye Cheng, who is facing each other in Yunxing Pavilion. A trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes. He did not expect that he could meet such an acquaintance in this place near the dead sea. Although Ye Cheng played with him, there was no big contradiction between them. Young people are very curious about what ye Cheng is doing. He even conflicts with the people in Yunxing Pavilion.

"Who are you? I'm cleaning up the rebellion in Yunxing Pavilion. Please stay away from here to avoid being affected!" The two great friars who were refining and returning to emptiness were holding them back. In Hong Ling's opinion, these people's strength is very strong, but compared with Ye Cheng, they are still greatly inferior.

The closer you are to the depths of the dead sea, the more powerful the monks will become. Hong Ling is sure that there must be a master of Holy Land in the deepest part of the dead sea. Because over the years, countless monks have entered the depths of the dead sea. Even if most of them fall, a small part will survive successfully, and have a great chance to break through the advanced level again. The monks who enter the dead sea of the nether world are not only young people who come to experience, but also some great masters who want to come to seek opportunities. The Dead Sea corpse in the dead sea alone is enough to make people moved.

"Ye Cheng, I didn't expect that we met again!" Hong Ling smiles and says to the young man with bleeding at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Cheng was stunned. His spear was full of cracks and wounds. At this time, looking at the young man in white, his face showed a trace of surprise. He didn't expect that Hong Ling broke through the realm of refining and returning to emptiness so quickly, and also entered the deep of the dead sea.

"How could you be here?" Ye Cheng coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the spear in his hand was shocked again. At this time, he is the master of Yunxing Pavilion. He dare not be distracted. "I'll settle the matter in front of me now, and I'll talk to you later!"

"Well, I'll wait for you here!" Hong Ling nodded and stood with a negative hand, but she didn't care about the people's eyes in Yunxing Pavilion. For him, although the people in Yunxing pavilion are strong, they are still slightly inferior to several demon clans that he killed before. What's more, the strongest of these people is the middle period of refining spirit. Although it's hard to cope with such a cultivation with his strength, it's still not defeated. Hongling is clear about Ye Cheng's strength. If he had not been exhausted to the extreme, it was hard to say who would win or who would have lost.

Although Hongling has entered the realm of refining spirit and returning to emptiness, she is still not sure that she can defeat Ye Cheng in a short time. He is so strong that he has few rivals in the realm of refining and returning to emptiness. As for those who are fighting against Yecheng, although they are strong enough, they are not likely to win. The great friars who refine the spirit and return to the void are not afraid of the sea of people tactics. Although all the people in Yunxing pavilion are still in the realm of refining spirit and returning to emptiness, there are only three people who can really fight with Ye Cheng, according to Hongling. What's more, the three people joined hands to block the teenager.

"Do you know ye Cheng as a traitor?" A friar in Yunxing Pavilion coldly took a look at Hong Ling, and his vigilance was very strong. If Hongling a person is nothing, but with the nine blood rose masters behind him, then the situation is complicated."Of course, we met once, and I owe him personal affection!" Hong Ling smiles. He really owes Ye Cheng a favor. At the beginning, Ye Cheng gave him more than a dozen blood soul beads, which helped him succeed in promotion and stepped into the realm of refining God and returning to emptiness. This kind of favor is not comparable to the little food that Hongling sent out.

The experts of Yunxing pavilion are only about 20. But for shangyecheng, nearly half of them have died. The body was lying in a row. Now the remaining of these people, although is one of the more powerful existence, but can separate two people to intercept the blood rose of the public, is already the limit. Ye city is too powerful, even if it is Yunxing Pavilion, it is not good to offend it. However, Ye Cheng's secret is what they want urgently.

Hum, two great friars, instantly took out the weapon, opened the distance with Hongling, looked at him coldly. Judging from the tone of the young man, the comer is an enemy rather than a friend, so he has to guard against the people behind him from stirring up the situation. Ye Cheng's secret is too important to be missed.

"You two, my partner and I don't want to get involved in your grudges. So there's no need to point weapons at us. " Hong Ling spread out her hand and motioned to them innocently.

"I'm sorry, sir, before we have a life and death victory between Yunxing Pavilion and Ye Cheng, we can only offend!" A monk bit his teeth and said. A Yecheng is enough terror, they don't want to trouble themselves again. These people, listening to Ye Cheng's tone, came in from the periphery of the dead sea. To be able to go to the depth of this dry sea is enough to show their strength, so no one is willing to offend such people easily.

"Whatever you want, let's have a look." Hong Ling shakes his head, he really won't get involved in Ye Cheng's grudges. It has been nearly twenty days since he entered the dead sea of the nether world, and only two months left for him. He didn't want to waste his time on this boring thing.

Ye Cheng is not strong, although his body is still injured, but does not affect his ability to play to the limit. The people of Yunxing pavilion are mainly composed of three strongest friars in the middle period of refining God and returning to emptiness, supplemented by five in the early stage of refining God and returning to emptiness. Eight people join forces to fight with Ye Cheng. But even so, Yecheng seems to be at ease.

The fury of the spear keeps breaking the attacks of the people in Yunxing Pavilion, making him look like a devil from hell. His body shape, extremely fast, always can be inadvertently, dangerous and dangerous to avoid the attack of the people.

"Cheer me up. Ye Cheng is in the end now. He has just killed ten of my Cloud Star pavilion's Alchemy monks, who have been seriously injured. At this time, his combat power is less than 50% of that of his peak period. You and I will work harder to kill him! " The one among the three monks said to the crowd beside him. At this time, his chest was pierced with a ferocious wound by Ye Cheng's spear, but his Qi was not disordered at all.

"Dead end?" Ye Cheng sneered, everyone in the dead sea is in a dead end. He looked at the figure in front of him, and shook his spear into countless pieces. His body gushed out a violent and incomparable air machine, wrapped all the pieces in. Under the traction of his mind, these fragments all sneered into his acupoints.

Boom, a torrent of blood and gas from the sky, Ye Cheng's body, suddenly surged up the incomparable fury of the air. In the people's perception, Ye Cheng had already surpassed the limit of his own cultivation and raised a level again. This is the use of a powerful and incomparable secret method, the strength of a body to the extreme.

"No, it's the secret method again. How can Ye Cheng use such power again. He has used it once before, and now he uses it again. Is he not afraid to die Those friars who surrounded ye city looked at Ye City in the bloody storm with a pale face. Ye Cheng is powerful not only because of his terrible fighting talent, but also because he has a very powerful secret method. This secret method can stimulate his most powerful fighting power in an instant, which is a nightmare for his opponents.

Bang, ye city a foot to break through the void, toward the forward fly away. There was a scarlet glow over one of his fists. Boom, he hit a punch, hard hit on a long gun. Click, the long spear, which is a magic weapon of the earth level, is broken in an instant and becomes nothing. His fists were not only castrated, but quickly fell into the opponent's chest, which was blown to pieces.

Ye Cheng's figure did not reduce, he was in place low body, stretch legs to sweep. Click, two monks' legs, Sheng Sheng was swept to pieces by him. As soon as the two monks fell, they would fall to the ground. However, Yecheng did not even give them a chance. He flashed again. The two palms had already grasped two people's faces and pressed into the earth. Bang, another blood mist surged up, two friars died instantly, their heads were shocked into plasma by Ye Cheng.

"No, the three leaders were killed!" The rest of the Cloud Star Pavilion friars were shocked, looking at the bloody Ye City on his hands at this time, and suddenly wanted to retreat. However, Ye Cheng seems to have been addicted to death. He stepped on his feet and shot out of his body to come to the back of the two monks. He blew out two fists at random. The fierce blood color and real Qi turned into two streamers, which severely blasted the two people's back hearts and directly blasted their bodies into pieces."Next, it's you!" Ye Cheng licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his body flashed again. He had already crossed the void and came to a monk's back. He held the friar in his arms in the void. The friar struggled to get rid of Ye Cheng. However, Ye Cheng grinned grimly, the sound of boom, the raw will crush the friar.

When he appeared again, he slapped a Friar's head into pieces. Ye Cheng seems to be mad, holding a group of meat, rushed to a monk's body and stopped it. He hit the Friar's stomach with one blow, and the friar opened his mouth with a scream. He pushed the meat into the monk's mouth with one hand. Burp, the monk's face turned red, as if he had been choked. Ye Cheng sneers, once again a palm, will that person's face to beat into blood mist.

However, in a short period of time, Ye Cheng killed eight people. At this time, the whole person was in a violent state, and he fixed his eyes on the two people who stopped Hongling.

"No, Ye Cheng is out of control because of serious injury. If he doesn't wake up, he won't be killed alive! " The two monks looked at Ye Cheng, who was smiling grimly, with despair in their eyes.

However, before they fled, Ye Cheng's body flashed and jumped out of the void. He pierced one of them with one claw and pulled out a broken heart. He gathered a stream of blood and turned into a thorn. He caught the neck of the last friar of Yunxing Pavilion and pulled him out of the void. He stabbed his hands into the Friar's chest at the same time. Before the friar responded, he hissed and tore it to pieces.

Ye Cheng killed ten friars of Yunxing Pavilion at one stroke. At this time, he was covered with blood and looked at Hong Ling and others with a grim smile. His eyes flashed with struggle. However, the color of struggle was quickly covered up by the bloody intention of killing, and he pointed to the crowd of blood rose.

"Is this out of control?" Hongling looked at Ye Cheng with some headache and murmured: "the crazy soldiers in the legend are not reliable at all! It's really a headache to lose control of consciousness so easily! "

Although he is murmuring, but the whole body's true spirit has exploded in an instant, looking at the rushing Ye Cheng, a trace of war spirit flashed in his eyes.

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