But this sword became ineffective the moment it encountered the realm of God.

Bai Ye pressed his palm on Ci Xian's wound, and a blazing flame burst out from his hand.

Ci Xian's body was shaking constantly, as if he was in great pain.

.....Please give me flowers.....

His face also became much paler.

Bai Ye let go of his hand, and the black robe on Ci Xian's body had been burned to the ground.

A suit of dark armor and a ferocious and ugly face were revealed.

This is the evil god of darkness, the god of death, and the carrier of resentment!

A look of relief appeared on Ci Xian's face, and his eyes slowly closed.

The next moment, black mist emerged from his body.

Ci Xian's body disappeared.

The black mist condensed together and turned into the appearance of Ci Xian.

"This little trick of yours may be okay against ordinary people, but it's still a little too tough to deal with my realm of gods." Bai Ye

He said calmly, "Trying to kill me is simply wishful thinking!"

"Humph!"

Ci Xian snorted coldly, "Your physical body is just an ordinary shell. If it weren't for the bonus of the God's Domain,

With pure physical strength, I can destroy it with just a snap of my fingers! "

"Then you can try it."

Bai Ye moved his neck and made a snapping sound.

"Arrogant guy."

Ci Xian's aura suddenly increased, and the strong resentment rose into the sky and turned into a cloud.

In his hand, he held the tip of a spear that emitted a strange red light.

Above the tip of the spear, there was a flame as black as ink burning.

Ci Xian flicked the gun, and the black flames drifted towards Bai Ye.

This black smoke is the most filthy and terrifying gas of death.

Mortals who are contaminated will inevitably corrode and die.

Even ninjas don't want to get involved with anything.

But Bai Ye was not afraid at all.

He stretched out his other hand and caught the incoming black smoke.

The black smoke twisted and struggled violently, like snakes, trying to bite Bai Ye's palm.

But Bai Ye didn't move at all, and the black smoke fell on his palm and disappeared.

Bai Ye wrapped his hands around the tip of the spear, and then he squeezed it hard.

With a "bang" sound, the tip of the spear shattered, the black flame exploded, and was completely annihilated.

At the same time, the black smoke was absorbed by the white night and disappeared completely.

"hiss

Ci Xian couldn't help but take a breath and looked at Bai Ye with shock in his eyes.

This guy actually swallowed the breath of death.

No wonder his aura was so weird that it made him feel very fearful. Jiu:

179: word curse

Ci Xian's pupils contracted.

He finally understood why Bai Ye's identity was so special.

It turned out to be the one in the rumors - Baiye.

The guy who was born out of nowhere with the name "Son of Heaven".

It is said that he possesses extremely terrifying power.

Even surpassing the original Chidori/Uryuu founder Uchiha Obito.

However, Ci Xian is not afraid of the crowd: five, four, three, six, five, nine, three, eight, nine.

After all, his identity is there.

And what about Bai Ye?

Although he is powerful, he also has the Mangekyō Sharingan.

But Ci Xian is the true successor of the Samsara Eye!

"Bai Ye!" Ci Xian stared at Bai Ye and said with a cold tone, "Today, I will kill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body surged again, and a black storm swept out.

Bai Ye frowned.

"Don't think you've got me."

Ci Xian roared, "You were only able to defeat me with the help of the "Two, Three, Three" Divine Realm amplification. If I were serious,

If so, you may not win! "

"Oh?"

Bai Ye said, "Really? Come on then, let's fight quickly to avoid wasting time."

Ci Xian was stunned.

Could this guy's head be broken?

How could you be so generous?

But under this situation, Ci Xian couldn't care so much.

His left eye turned, and endless shadows of resentful spirits suddenly appeared behind him.

Miserable, angry, wailing, cursing, hating.

The power of various negative emotions poured into Ci Xian's body, helping him make up for the lost blood essence.

Then, Ci Xian raised the spear in his hand, and the illusory shadow of the resentful soul on the tip of the spear jumped, like a living creature.

It flew towards Bai Ye.

Ci Xian's attack is still just a simple stab.

However, this time the attack was far more powerful than before.

Moreover, when those resentful spirits came within three meters of Bai Ye, they turned into chains and wrapped around Bai Ye.

Bai Ye's hands, feet and waist were restrained, and his body suddenly sank.

The chains formed by these evil spirits are very strong.

"Ok?"

Bai Ye raised his eyebrows slightly. The material of these chains was neither gold nor stone, but some kind of strange plant.

This plant is called resentful soul grass.

These resentful soul grasses are the things left behind after the death of resentful ghosts.

He accumulated a large amount of death energy during his lifetime, and after his death, his resentment deepened and turned into resentment grass, possessing considerable spirituality.

This is the most powerful method used by resentful ghosts during their lifetime. Their instinct is to fight to the death and entangle them endlessly.

Unless a way is found to completely destroy these resentful ghosts, otherwise, as long as the Resentful Soul Grass still exists, it will never disappear.

This time, Ci Xian summoned hundreds of resentful soul grasses.

Is this the rhythm of dying together with Bai Ye?

Bai Ye waved his hand to the side.

A loud "rumbling" sound spread all around, and within a radius of several kilometers, the earth cracked inch by inch.

Countless boulders rolled.

Ci Xian's attack was blocked several kilometers away.

"So strong!"

Ci Xian's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that he would fall here this time.

These resentful soul grasses are not only capable of containing Bai Ye, they also possess terrifying destructive power.

Bai Ye stood there, letting these resentful soul grasses tear at his clothes and skin.

The thin layer of skin on his body completely isolated all the power of the Resentful Soul Grass.

"Ha~"

As Bai Ye burped, the endless resentment grass dissipated.

These resentful soul grasses were cultivated by Ci Xian at an unknown cost.

Once it dissipates, he won't be able to regain his strength for a long time.

"Is this the end?"

Ci Xian's face was extremely ugly, "As expected of Byakuya, he is worthy of being able to fight against Master Chidori/Uliu!"

"But you're still far from it!"

After speaking, Ci Xian raised his hand, and a short blade shining with scarlet light appeared in his hand.

"My swastika spell can even seal magical chakra!"

Ci Xian raised the short blade high and slashed it down hard.

A bloody slash burst out from the short blade and struck Bai Ye.

The space behind Bai Ye began to collapse, and a huge hole appeared.

Bai Ye speeded up and dodged this move.

Ci Xian did not stop attacking at all, but continued to attack.

Each sword contains extremely strong power.

Bai Ye kept avoiding.

His purpose is to guide Ci Xian to launch a crazy attack on him, and then take the opportunity to analyze the opponent's power.

Because Bai Ye knew very well that it might not be easy for him to kill Ci Xian.

Even if there is an increase in the realm of God, it is not necessarily possible.

After all, this is Ci Xian’s home field.

His strength is definitely limited.

However, all Bai Ye needs is to delay time0

"Bai Ye, I want to see what else you can do!"

Ci Xian slashed down with his sword, and a portal appeared behind him again.

"Oh, you are really annoying!"

Bai Ye chuckled lightly, clenched his right fist, and punched Ci Xian.

The fist's edge collided with that huge and incomparable slash.

With a "boom", Bai Ye stepped back.

But Ci Xian was also knocked back by Bai Ye's punch.

Bai Ye's power was much weaker than he expected.

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