Nine Dragons War Sovereign

"Die!"

With the Empyreal Net broken, True Lord Qian Long suffered a backlash. He glared at Ye Ling with an ice-cold expression, and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Sovereign, you go first. Let me cover your back!" Ye Ling looked solemn, he glanced at the Bai Yihang behind him, and then rushed out, the Anti-Desolation Tablet in his left hand and the Dragon Slash on his right hand, he displayed his methods.

Bai Yihang's face was pale white, Ye Ling's fighting strength was beyond his knowledge, he thought: "Is this still the Five Elemental Stage? If he steps into the Profound Stage, doesn't that mean that even Qian Long won't be able to do anything to him? "

Seeing that Ye Ling was not able to defend, the Bai Yihang was helpless. Even if he wanted to help Ye Ling, it would be difficult to get close to their fight.

After staring for a long time, Bai Yihang clenched his teeth, and then nodded his head and disappeared into the sky.

Puff!

After the Bai Yihang had retreated, Ye Ling was finally unable to resist. He was sent flying by Qian Long with blood shooting from his mouth and his clothes seemed to have been dyed with blood.

"Yellow haired boy, hand over your life!"

Qian Long was furious, his eyes red as he roared in anger, he suddenly rushed forward, his hand raised, covering the sky and the sun, his palm was like Mt.

Ye Ling's expression changed greatly. Facing Qian Long's attack, he actually felt his entire body stiffen, as if he was frozen in the air and unable to move at all. This was the result of Qian Long's pressure.

"Scram!"

Facing the killing blow, the veins on Ye Ling's forehead twitched, he suddenly shouted, and the red light in his body exploded out, releasing a terrifying Qi out of his body.

BOOM!

When the Buried Skies Coffin appeared, Qian Long's giant hand instantly cracked, and then exploded with a loud explosion.

Thump! Thump!

Qian Long retreated a few steps with a surprised expression on his face. His pupils suddenly widened as he saw the Buried Skies Coffin floating in the air as rays of light enveloped Ye Ling like the morning glow.

"Could this be something that this child obtained in the ancient battlefield?"

"Old thing!"

"Do you think I'm a sick cat if a tiger doesn't show it's might!"

With the Buried Skies Coffin s as a form of protection, he did not believe that Qian Long could win against him. Even if he could not beat Qian Long, Qian Long would not be a threat to him.

If the Bai Yihang did not leave, how would Ye Ling dare to use the Buried Skies Coffin? Thus, at the moment, he was using his full strength, just hoping to protect himself, if he could kill Qian Long, that would be the best.

"Good boy!"

"I never thought that with so many treasures in your hands, it would be no wonder you could survive in the sea of blood and corpses. I presume that Old Devil Deadwood died in your hands too, so the Blood Soul Crystal must be in your hands!"

Previously, he had only guessed, but today, he was certain that the Blood Soul Crystal he wanted was in Ye Ling's hands.

"So what?"

"You old bastard, do you have the guts to come and get it?"

Ye Ling was furious. With how arrogant True Lord Qian Long was, as the sect master of the Martial God Sect, how could he be polite when he was chased and beaten up by the sect master, even if he did not care about face.

"Bastard!"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you really don't know how to write the word 'dead'!"

Qian Long was furious, his eyes revealed a trace of ruthlessness, his clothes fluttered without wind, purple lightning gathered in his palms, the entire place was covered with dense black clouds and a fierce wind was blowing.

Ka-cha! *

Just at this moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly exploded in the sky. Qian Long suddenly stepped forward, his arms moved, the purple lightning in his palm horizontally struck the sky, the berserk bolt of lightning struck down, as though it was destroying the heavens and the earth, instantly approaching.

Ye Ling's eyes widened in shock, all the hairs on his body stood erect, seeing the thunder attack, he anxiously dodged, but the speed of the lightning was extremely terrifying, and could not let him take the chance.

BOOM!

Crack!

As the lightning descended, all that could be seen was the lightning spreading out instantly. Ye Ling, who was trapped within the Buried Skies Coffin, had a pale complexion, blood flowing uncontrollably from her mouth.

"Whiz!"

Ye Ling's body instantly lost balance from the severe injury, he quickly fell down, while the Buried Skies Coffin took the initiative to disappear, the terrifying lightning naturally gave chase.

Boom! *

Ye Ling fell down into the forest, and there was a loud heaven shaking sound. Smoke rose from all over the forest, and the ground shook.

Cough cough!

Ye Ling lied prone on the ground, the broken stones around him crumbling as a deep pit several metres deep appeared. Streaks of purple lightning spread out, causing ear-piercing creaking sounds.

Ye Ling's entire body was in pain, he was incapable of moving at all.

"How is this possible? God-ranked magic treasures are actually unable to withstand a lightning attack? " Ye Ling's heart was burning with anger. After all these plans, there was still one mistake.

"Your cultivation is not enough, it's good enough that you can keep your life!" The Xue Wuya's voice sounded, as if it was showing its benevolence to Ye Ling.

When Ye Ling heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood. As the artifact spirit of the Buried Skies Coffin, it actually said such words in front of him.

Swish!

When Ye Ling was enraged, True Lord Qian Long descended from the skies and floated above Ye Ling, exposing his ice-cold voice and shouted, "Hand over the Blood Soul Crystal, I can give you a quick death, but you won't have the chance to escape from my hands."

"You wish!"

"Even if you kill me, you won't get the Blood Soul Crystal, and you can't kill me, so you won't dare to touch me!"

Ye Ling burst out laughing, the smile on his face was terrifying, his eyes were filled with anger, his body moved, with a kacha sound, it sounded like his bones were broken, yet Ye Ling still stood up forcibly.

He was just so steel-blooded, just so confident.

This was not arrogance. Facing the threat of death, Ye Ling was able to face it calmly. Furthermore, he thought that he had not reached the point of no return.

Ye Ling, whose body was swaying back and forth, had his teeth gnashed and a sinister smile on his face. A white light appeared in his hands and he looked extremely confident as he looked at True Lord Qian Long.

"Interesting!"

"You're already at the brink of death, yet you still dare to be so arrogant in front of me. Even if you possess a magical treasure in your possession, you still wouldn't be able to change anything!"

Master Qian Long's expression was ice-cold, a cold light flashed past his eyes as he suddenly grinned and took a step down. When he raised his hand, purple lightning exploded from the center of his palm, as if he wanted to shatter Ye Ling's head.

"Is that so?"

Facing death, Ye Ling did not cower. Looking at the incoming Master Qian Long, the corner of Ye Ling's mouth raised slightly, he suddenly raised his right hand, and the white light in his hand suddenly shone forth, releasing a terrifying pressure.

BOOM!

Master Qian Long's expression changed drastically. However, it was too late. The moment the strike landed, the purple lightning in his palm suddenly exploded. A heart-wrenching pain instantly spread throughout his entire body.

"Ah pu!" True Lord Qian Long could not help but let out a pitiful cry, his body was pushed back and he spat out a mouthful of blood. With a plop, he kneeled on the ground with his face pale and blood flowing out of his seven orifices, he looked extremely terrifying.

"It really works!"

"That is?!" Master Qian Long's eyes were scarlet red as he stared straight at the Martial God Token in Ye Ling's hands. "How is this possible? Sky Sovereign's Martial God Token! He actually has an Heavenly Sovereign's Martial God Token? "Could it be him?!"

The Martial God Token s represented the highest position in the Martial God Sect. They held the written position of Martial God Token s, and were all on the same level as the Martial God Sect's Sect Leader. She was an exclusive disciple of an Empyrean. Above him, there were tens of thousands of people.

"How did the Martial God Token end up in your hands?" True Sovereign Qian Long's face was as lifeless as stagnant water and incomparably gloomy. Looking at the Martial God Token and feeling the aura that was being emitted from within, he was extremely afraid, but he was also unwilling to do so.

"How do you think I got it?"

"Martial God Token, they shouldn't have taken the initiative to show their might. You should know better than I do why this is happening!"

sneered, Martial God Token was his greatest reliance, and also the best weapon to use against Master Qian Long. He did not know who Nalan Qiushui was, but to be able to possess a Martial God Token, he should have a very close relationship with the Heavenly Sovereign of Martial God Sect.

"What does he want to say?"

"The descent of the Martial God Token will definitely cause a huge uproar. This guy actually took the initiative to reveal himself, doesn't he know that possessing treasures is a crime?"

Master Qian Long gnashed his teeth, the anger in his heart still burning, as he stared straight at the Martial God Token in Ye Ling's hands, and revealed a sinister, ghost-crying smile.

BOOM!

Just as Ye Ling and True Lord Qian Long were looking at each other with hostility, thunder roared in the sky and thunder roared in all directions.

"The little punk of the Martial God Sect, whoever offends my disciples will be killed without mercy!"

Ye Ling was startled. He looked up in the sky and felt that terrifying pressure descending. He actually had a feeling that his soul was in turmoil, and his legs couldn't help but to tremble.

Like the roar of thunder, it caused the heaven and earth to change color. Master Qian Long's complexion instantly paled, as though his entire body was bound by an invisible shackle, causing him to be unable to move.

"This voice?"

"Honghuang Sect's!"

BOOM!

Without waiting for True Lord Qian Long to finish speaking, a giant hand suddenly appeared in the sky. It was as though it had come from beyond the stars, releasing a terrifying feeling of vicissitudes, causing people to feel afraid, afraid to the extreme, the blood was boiling, as though their bodies were about to explode and they were about to die.

"No!"

Master Qian Long howled miserably. Facing the gigantic hand above him, he was actually afraid, like a lowly insect.

BOOM!

Just as Ye Ling was about to stand firm, a loud sound came out, the huge palm fell down in a world-shaking manner and with a loud bang, the mountain behind collapsed. The place where Master Qian Long was standing, instantly turned into a deep abyss as smoke soared into the sky.

"What a strong strike!"

Ye Ling was shocked, the scene in front of him was extremely shocking, causing his heart to palpitate with fear. He looked up at the clouds in the sky, yet could feel any kind of Qi, "An attack flying in the sky, is something only the Heavenly Sovereign can do!"