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After seeing such a situation, Xian Du said to the young master Ling Yi: "It's no wonder you were able to survive the catastrophe back then, because you have mastered the power of life."

The young master Ling Yi didn't answer, but just rotated his countless paper fans to cut off the vitality spell extracted by the blood whisk.

Seeing that young master Ling Yi ignored him, Xian Wang felt a little angry, and he smiled sullenly and said, "Is your power of life stronger than my power of death?"

After Xianwang finished speaking, he picked out another seal, which was a complicated seal.

After Yin Jue finished pinching, he pressed on the blood whisk again, a light flashed on the blood whisk, and he trembled violently.The red lines that enveloped Gui Yizong immediately showed signs of cohesion.

As soon as the red thread started to condense, Young Master Lingyi immediately pressed down on the paper fan. In some places, the paper fan shook and began to tremble non-stop. It seemed very unstable when it wobbled.

As soon as the paper fans started to shake, the cultivators under the cover of the paper fans immediately felt the power of death coming over them again, and their vitality began to drain again.

In an instant, those who were not enveloped by the paper fan were again struck by endless fear.

Young master Ling Yi's leisurely expression froze, and suddenly a coercion broke out from his whole body that even Ji Qianqian beside him was shocked. This coercion was far higher than the fifth-level coercion of a real person.

As soon as the coercion on Young Master Ling Yi came out, all the paper fans flashed and rose tens of feet.A powerful coercion and vitality also erupted from the paper fan.

Fan shocking!

Xian Lu frowned slightly and said: "I didn't expect you to be the ninth rank of a real person, and you're hiding really deep enough. However, this is not enough to resist the power of Xue Fuchen!"

After Xian Wang finished speaking, he grabbed his hand suddenly, and the blood light spread out from his palm. The blood light flashed, and immediately shocked the hearts of the immortal cultivators owned by Gui Yizong.

In their pupils, there is only Xian Duan's blood whisk surrounded by blood.

Xue Fuchen was excited by the blood light, and suddenly a thick death air covered the whole Guiyizong from inside.Immortal cultivators who belonged to Yizong immediately felt that this evening had turned into ghost pupils.

Countless shrill shouts loomed, and countless intangible but real grievances appeared!

All the cultivators shuddered, and fear appeared in their eyes.

They didn't expect that Xianlu really wanted to kill him quickly, even using Xue Fuchen's strongest attack.

Suddenly some of these people flew up crazily, disregarding the cover of the paper fan and the surrounding red line net, their whole bodies erupted with chaotic spiritual power.

Flying towards the air, an inexplicable light flashed in Young Master Ling Yi's eyes. Instead of stopping these people, he let go of the paper fan.

Let these people shoot directly above the red gun line, and blew themselves up loudly.

However, even if they blew themselves up, all their vitality and flesh and blood would be absorbed by these blood-red wires, and the strange light above the red wires would become even brighter.

Xianlu smiled slightly, and grabbed again suddenly with one hand.

Young Master Ling Yi suddenly felt an unexpected force squeezed from all around out of thin air, and he involuntarily dripped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth.

But instead of panicking, he smiled.He smiled slightly, and suddenly there was a loud bang from all the paper fans and they shot at the red thread.

Wherever the paper fan passed, there was an ear-piercing whistling sound, like a continuous explosion, which made everyone's ears buzz.

Then, the paper fan crashed on the red line...

Everyone has a feeling that Young Master Ling Yi is desperate.

However, what people didn't expect was that the paper fan smashed on the red line with great momentum.Instantly entangled by the dead air above the red line.

Everyone could clearly feel that the paper fan, which was originally full of vitality like a blooming flower, suddenly withered and died.Not only that, but after withering, it is even more airtightly entwined with death energy.

Finally, the paper fan flutters down like autumn leaves, full of the desolation and helplessness of autumn.

Young Master Ling Yi saw the paper fan slowly drifting down like leaves blown by the autumn wind, he smiled again and said, "The power of autumn."

Then, a slightly surprised look appeared on Xianzhu's face.

In the end, he showed a horrified and unbelievable expression.

Because, Young Master Ling Yi's paper fan was after Young Master Ling Yi said about the power of autumn.The thick dead air above the paper fan slowly transformed into the power of life.

Life is also death, and death is also life.

The end of life is death, isn't the end of death life?

The anode is Yin, and the cathode is not Yang at a certain time?

The power of autumn seems to be harvesting vitality, who can be sure that it is not preparing for the arrival of spring.

But after Young Master Lingyi turned all the dead energy on the paper fan into life, Young Master Ling Yi smiled again and said, "The spring power of reincarnation!"

Endless green light suddenly burst out from above the paper fan and illuminated the whole Guiyi Sect. Wherever the green light passed, bluestone floors, jade palaces, and wooden pavilions suddenly grew countless flowers swaying in the wind.

This is not an illusion, this is reality.

Just like the autumn after the harvest of vitality, after several months of winter brewing, it gradually turns into spring with unlimited vitality.

All the immortal cultivators who had just been absorbed by the blood whisk immediately felt that the lost vitality was returning quickly.

It came back faster than when it disappeared.

How could Xianwang not be horrified when he found out that young master Ling Yi could transform the power of death into the power of life?

Horrified, he suddenly pressed his hands on the blood whisk, and the blood light that was brighter than last time flashed again.The red ** line covering Gui Yizong immediately became a real network line.

Xianlu didn't wait any longer, he began to refine all the immortal cultivators who belonged to one sect.

The fairy was furious, and the young master Lingyi's newly born flowers began to waver when encountering a strong wind and rain, and the flowers showed signs of withering again.

Young master Ling Yi Youran's expression slowly disappeared, and he began to constantly stimulate the spiritual power in his whole body to control the paper fan to absorb the power of death erupting above the red ** line.

Then, transform the power of death into the power of life.

Of course, Xianlu also saw what Young Master Lingyi was thinking, he sneered, his hands clenched suddenly, a brighter red light flashed, and more power of death gushed out.

All the power of death that Xue Fuchen had used to kill countless people from the lower realm began to leak out continuously, Young Master Ling Yi's power of spring began to slowly disappear, and the flowers also began to wither slowly.

Young Master Ling Yi looked at Da Wuhui who was meditating and said in a low voice: "I hope I can last until the stars appear. In this way, what happened back then will come to an end."

Although the young master Ling Yi has endured it for many years, the cultivation of the sect master Xian Duan is as unfathomable as the sea.

Besides, the magic weapon of Xue Fuchen is far higher than the magic weapon of Young Master Ling Yi, Young Master Ling Yi can only start to resist hard...