"It's you?!"

The zombie male cultivator stabilized the dragon flying boat, looking at Ye Ning who was flying away, and two dark green flames could be seen in his pupils, like ghost fires from the depths of the yellow spring. His voice was hoarse and he shouted coldly: "It's you! I'll find it without any effort to find it. Haha, when I first came to the fairy world, I was able to fulfill my long-cherished wish for many years. God really helped me."

The enemy was unknown, and Ye Ning did not advance. He flew to the high altitude, faintly facing the dragon flying boat, and then hovered. The Tumu Wan Jueyin was called back by him, and lowered the yellow light curtains to protect the left and right. Who is this person? Do you know me? Ye Ning had several thoughts in his mind. After a few breaths, he suddenly thought of it and said in surprise: "Corpse Emperor Yangming!" After entering the demon world, he had no other chance, but his appearance changed drastically and turned into an ugly face now. However, no matter how his skin changed, his soul breath was the same as before, and it had not changed.

"No," the zombie male cultivator did not deny it and said directly: "It's this emperor!"

It was indeed Yangming, the corpse emperor! When this cultivator was in the Qingluo Realm, he swallowed the corpse core of Emperor Feikui, and then forcibly entered the demon world. During this period, he was sniped by Ye Ning and others and was seriously injured. It seems that Yangming was extremely tiny and actually suppressed some hatred in his heart for hundreds of years. For this reason, he did not hesitate to break into the immortal world at the beginning of the two worlds.

"Fellow Daoist Yangming, the two worlds are still in the early stages of fusion. According to convention, you shouldn't have appeared here."

Before Ye Ning could finish his words, the young monk standing behind Yangming jumped out and pointed at Ye Ning and said, "Rareless! How dare you interact with your master's peers?"

Yangming's blue-purple face had no expression on his face, and he seemed to have silently said the young monk. In fact, he could see through Ye Ning's cultivation at a glance, which was clearly at the peak of the God King. As for mastering several magical powers, it was not something he could understand. However, when they last met, Ye Ning was still an immortal king, and had not seen him for hundreds of years. It was obvious that he had a great fate to have the current cultivation. Back then, Ye Ning could fight over the level, and now it was not impossible. Therefore, Yangming intended to let this disciple try Ye Ning's depth.

The young monk praised Haikou in front of Yangming, and naturally would not retreat at this moment. He immediately flew forward, raised a dark soul banner, and rolled towards Ye Ning. The momentum was filled with gloomy wind and cold air. Even if an ordinary god was hit, he would be frozen for a moment. If it was an immortal king, his body and soul would freeze at the same time and fell directly.

"A little trick!" Ye Ning said disdainfully: "It just happened to use you to try the magical powers that Ye just mastered."

After nearly seventy years of seclusion, Ye Ning has added another magical power and officially entered the ranks of the top of the God King. As for his current strength, he himself doesn't know.

Ye Ning raised his hand and shot out a ball of light, facing the dark soul banner. The light was not obvious at first, and the breath was not amazing, but as soon as it came out of his hand, it rotated itself, and in a moment it became as big as a millstone, separated into half black and half white, and yin and yang. The Yin and Yang millstone instantly burst out with a heart-wrenching momentum, and the extreme yin and yang, blended and opposed. With a light crush, it completely suppressed the Yin wind and cold air released by the dark soul banner.

The young monk was shocked and rushed into the dark soul banner, urging it to the extreme, almost covering several miles, and rushing into the Yin-Yang Grinding Pan.

The Yin-Yang millstone not only did not consume it, but instead absorbed the suppressed Yin-Yang wind and cold air, expanding to about a meter, and plunged into the dark clouds. "Crack" and several crisp sounds, the Yin-Yang millstone swept away the residual clouds like the wind, crushing the various cold attacks triggered by the dark soul banner. Then, the Yin-Yang millstone whistled past, and with a "Crack", smashing the pole of the dark soul banner in half.

"puff!"

The dark soul banner is the lowest-grade Xuantian treasure. It is the natal magic weapon of a young monk. Now that he has been destroyed, his soul is in pain and he has been bleeding.

The Yin-Yang Grinding Pan seemed to have swallowed a tonic, and it grew several times. It also evolved from the circular shape of the black and white Pisces into a long thorn, like a light of destruction of the world about about any one of the world. "Wow!" The light of destruction pierced the eyebrows of the young monk and hit the dragon flying boat violently.

The young monk widened his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it all.

In the Demon Realm, he is also a powerful person who lies in the world. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the Immortal Realm, he was killed by a monk with no stunning appearance. The light of the world destroyed the body of the young monk and imprisoned his soul, crushed it to pieces, and disappeared into his body.

The body of the young monk fell from the sky and fell to the ground, falling into meat pie, and he could not die again.

The impact of the light of the world-destroying light was far better than that of the Tumu Wanjue Seal. The extremely sharp thorn pierced the boat directly, revealing a hole the size of an adult fist. Of course, for the boat that is twenty or thirty miles long in the Youlong Flying Boat, such a small hole can almost be ignored. However, the Thousand Mile Dike was destroyed by the ant hole, and the hole that was big on the fist was enough to become the first straw that crushed the flying boat.

The face of Yangming Corpse Emperor changed drastically. He did not expect that the disciples he had carefully selected and trained for many years would be killed by Ye Ning in one encounter! He snorted coldly, stepped on his right foot, and instantly condensed into a complex magic array. Gray patterns extended out of the magic array and continued to spread until the holes on both sides of the flying boat, blocking it intact.

"Ye Ning, I underestimate you."

"Fellow Daoist, go wherever you go." Ye Ning said calmly: "At the beginning of the fusion of the two realms, strange phenomena occur frequently. If you take action, it is very likely that you and me will be unbearable, and accelerate the decline of the two realms! Is such consequences the demon emperors in the Demon Realm willing to see? The war between gods and demons is about to begin, and at most ten years, the fusion of the two realms will be stable. At that time, Ye will come again to meet the corpse emperor's master tricks!"

"Hmph." Yang Ming said: "I am willing to take the lead at all costs, so how could I retreat?"

"Then Ye will call you back!"

After a little trial, Ye Ning was very satisfied with the recently developed magical powers. He deserves to be based on the Yin-Yang Dao, and has the top magical powers of 888 runes, and has the unpredictable powers of gods and ghosts.

Yin and Yang destroy the world!

Ye Ning's seventh magical power.

Ye Ning's mind moved, and the light of the world-destroying that pierced through the flying boat instantly turned around, turning into a shiny silver ring and put it on his right hand. Then, he summoned the poison puppet and pressed towards the flying boat. Although the Yin-Yang World-destroying magical power was powerful, it was limited by Ye Ning's cultivation and was still lacking in heat to deal with the corpse emperor Yangming. Perhaps because Ye Ning went further, the momentum emitted by the poison puppet became even more terrifying, faintly approaching the second level of the Heavenly Emperor.
Chapter completed!