"Heavens, what have I seen? They actually turned into two divine beasts that fought each other. Is this really a height that a human can reach?"

"This is too amazing! If I can witness such an awe-inspiring battle, even if I die, I'll still be able to rest in peace!"

When the Heavenly Sword Palace's disciples saw Ye Chenfeng and the Qianling King in the form of a blood dragon and a qilin fighting in the air, they were deeply shocked by the scene before them.

After swallowing the demon blood fruit and using his most terrifying attack, he was still no match for Ye Chenfeng. This made the Qianling King's heart drop to the bottom, and he quickly summoned his other trump card, a Qilin puppet that had been refined with special materials for more than ten years.

"Kill him!"

The Tomb King ignored the damage done to his body as he continuously spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence into the Qilin puppet and controlled it to attack Ye Zichen.

"Sword spirit puppet, annihilate!"

The roaring Qilin puppet shattered the void as it charged forward. Ye Zichen immediately summoned his Sword Spirit Puppet to meet it head on.

After fusing with high-grade Heavenly Crystals, the attack power of the Sword Spirit Puppet had reached the level of a Supreme Elder at the early Nirvana Realm.

As the sword slashed down, a spatial rift like sword beam extended out of the Black Dragon Holy Sword. It tore through the void and hacked down on the hard body of the Qilin puppet.

"Crack!"

After receiving the Sword Spirit Puppet's attack, the Fire Qilin puppet that was as tough as a quasi-Saint treasure was sent flying. A deep sword mark appeared on its body and continued to extend.

"This … this is impossible! How can he have such a terrifying doppelganger!"

The Tomb King knew the defensive capabilities of the Kirin Puppet. Even a Nirvana stage Supreme Elder would find it difficult to break through its defense with a saint artifact in his hand, but a sword from a Sword Spirit Puppet could split it apart and send it flying.

As he lost his composure and cried out in alarm, the Golden War God killed all the experts of the Qilin Divine Kingdom with unstoppable force. He brandished his shining golden fists and continued to launch attacks with incomparable destructive power.

While the Tomb King was being forced back by the Golden War God, eighty-one Heaven and Earth swords combined together to form a Great Way of Heaven and Earth. Like a curtain of light that hung high in the sky, the swords slashed at him.

As the sword slashed down, the mountains shattered and the sky changed color. The terrifying power forced the Qian Ling King to focus all of his attention on defending against the attack of the heaven and earth.

Although he had relied on his absolute strength to withstand Ye Zichen's attack, the injuries on his body worsened, causing him to cough up blood.

"Qianling King, I want to see how many of my sword's attacks you can withstand!"

As the sword struck down, Ye Chenfeng's aura was as majestic as the ocean. His voice was loud and powerful, while his four great dao intents revolved crazily, entering the Dragonspine and amplifying Ye Chenfeng's attack power.

When the bronze sword fused with the Dragonspine Holy Sword, Ye Chenfeng's attack power increased exponentially, and he continued to attack the Ganling King who was vomiting blood.

"Absolute Sword Black Dragon!"

Streaks of sword beams slashed down like a black dragon soaring into the sky, the way of the sword, the way of killing, and the three great Dao intents. The sword beams slashed down like a black dragon soaring into the sky, the way of the sword, the way of killing, and the way of the three great Dao intents.

As the Tomb King fell into the vast mountains, Ye Chenfeng summoned out his Golden Winged Flying Feather and appeared beside him like a ray of golden light, while holding the Dragonspine in his hand, he continued to attack.

"He's too strong, Ye Chenfeng is too strong. He actually destroyed a Nirvana stage Supreme Elder, just how did he train for all these years!"

"Sigh, all these years, I have been observing the sky. It seems that I can only walk out of this new world."

Jian Mo Xian and the others were deeply impressed by Ye Chenfeng's strength, and they also made up their minds to explore the central world.

"Kirin puppet, come back!"

Unable to withstand Ye Chen's attack, the severely injured Gan Ling Wang summoned back the Qilin puppet that was sent flying by the Sword Spirit Puppet and stood in front of him to protect himself.

"Qian Ling Wang, no one can save you today, accept your death!"

Ye Zichen and the Golden War God attacked the Tomb King from both sides, while continuing their ferocious attacks. They did not give him the slightest chance to catch his breath.

"You want to kill me? In your next life!" Killing intent flashed in the Tomb King's eyes. He suddenly controlled the Qilin puppet to charge towards Ye Zichen and the Golden War God, and the moment it approached them, it suddenly detonated the Qilin puppet.

"Boom!"

The Qilin puppet exploded. Its terrifying power instantly destroyed the space within a radius of several kilometers. The heaven and earth pillars seemed to have collapsed as everything in the space was destroyed.

"Chen, where is the morning wind? Why is he gone! "

"Will he be okay?"

Looking at the space that was blasted apart by the Qilin puppet, Jian Chen and the others discovered that Ye Chenfeng had disappeared without a trace, causing panic to appear on their faces.

If something were to happen to Ye Chenfeng, the angry Qianling King would not let the Heavenly Sword Palace get away with it. It could be said that the safety of the Heavenly Sword Palace was at stake.

"He's dead, he's finally dead!"

When the heavily injured and panting Gan Ling Wang saw that Ye Chenfeng had disappeared, he thought that he had been killed by the Qilin puppet. He secretly let out a sigh of relief and looked at the people from the Heavenly Sword Palace with fear in his eyes.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the rapidly healing space. Ye Chenfeng, who had just disappeared, appeared unharmed.

"You, how could you be fine!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng, who was completely unharmed, the Gan Ling Wang was dumbfounded, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"Have you forgotten what I have?" Ye Chenfeng said coldly.

"Space treasure!"

In the battle of life and death, he had actually forgotten that Ye Chenfeng possessed an indestructible Spatial Treasure.

"Blood Escape!"

Even after using all his trump cards, he was still unable to kill Ye Chenfeng. Seeing that he had lost his courage, the Qianling King immediately burned his Qi and blood in an attempt to escape.

However, Ye Chenfeng's speed was far greater than his. Ye Chenfeng's feet flashed, and the sword diagram appeared. In just three breaths, Ye Chenfeng had already stopped the Blood Escape King. He continued to attack him with the Dragonspine in his hand.

Streams of killing intent flew out from the Heaven and Earth Sword, causing the sky and earth to tremble. The Heaven and Earth Sword that was imprinted with the imprint of a great dao fell down like a heavenly dao, continuously sending the Tomb King flying.

"The Spirit Pearl of Death kills all living creatures."

When the Tomb King was sent flying by Ye Chen's sword and his body lost control of itself, Ye Zichen fused with the Death Spirit Bead and punched him once, hitting his chest. At the same time that his chest bone was shattered, he ended his life.

"Junior, come with me to hell!"

With his life being exterminated by the Death Spirit Orb, the Qianling King did not beg for mercy. Instead, he ignored his injuries and suddenly hugged Ye Chenfeng, wanting to detonate his own Dao energy and bring Ye Chenfeng down to hell with him.

However, the moment he hugged Ye Chenfeng, an erupting volcano of three hundred and sixty million pounds of power exploded out from Ye Chenfeng's body, shattering both of his arms.

As for his body that was spitting blood wildly, it was even sent flying by Ye Chen's kick.

"Bam!"

The Bloodridge King was like a bloody sun as his body exploded in midair, turning into a bloody mist and dying on the spot.