The fog was everywhere in Dingcheng, and it had even reached the point where it covered the sky and the sun. It was impossible to see the streets and houses clearly. As soon as Ye Taoling walked into Dingcheng, he felt like he accidentally broke into a trap. However, Ye Taoling had no way out at this moment, and she would not retreat.

"Zhao Qingmo!" Ye Taoling shouted loudly. The moment the sound came out, the fog around him suddenly shattered. The sound spread far along the bluestone slab under his feet, and even echoed a moment later. It seemed that Ye Taoling was not in the city now, but was trapped in a container.

With Ye Taoling's current cultivation level in the Tianqi realm, she could feel something was wrong. Zhao Qingmo not only went to the Sword Sect to mess up his heart, but also set up a formation in this Ding City. So when Ye Taoling walked into the Ding City, his feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

Zhao Qingmo knew that the fight between real swords and real guns would definitely not be Ye Taoling's opponent, so he used this method to defeat the enemy's strengths with his own strengths.

Thinking of this, Ye Taoling felt a sense of powerlessness that he had the full force to hit the cotton. Ye Taoling shouted Zhao Qingmo's name in a more angry voice. With every shout from Ye Taoling, part of the fog in front of her would be shaken away. Ye Taoling followed the street in front of her, searching in the Dingcheng like a headless fly.

However, this game of cat-catching mice with the enemy is dark and we are bright, which is really unfavorable for Ye Taoling. He will lose his energy again and again, and will be exhausted. Ye Taoling tried to take Zhao Qingmo's life several times, but he didn't even have a chance to face the enemy head-on, which was really uncomfortable.

Ye Taoling wandered in the fog for a long time, but could not find Zhao Qingmo's shadow. She felt even more anxious. When she ran into a wall everywhere, Ye Taoling suddenly waved his sword, and a sword energy stabbed out along the edge of Xingyu's sword. Wherever the sword energy passed, the thick fog dissipated, and the houses next to the street collapsed in the dust.

But for a moment, the place where Ye Taoling passed was already in a mess, and there was no complete building anymore. With Ye Taoling's strength in the realm of the Heavenly Qi, facing these gold and stones was as easy as cutting tofu.

Soon, Ye Taoling dispelled the fog and cleared out an area with a good view. But then, Ye Taoling discovered something wrong. All the houses destroyed by Ye Taoling were filled with various containers. With the sword energy spreading and the house collapsed, these containers had all broken and the ground was covered with light yellow liquid.

As the yellow liquid flowed across the ground, it made a sizzling sound. At the same time, the air was filled with a fishy smell, which was disgusting.

Ye Taoling only took a breath and felt dizzy. Logically speaking, the cultivation level of the Apocalypse Realm should have been invincible for all poisons, so why were they plotted against by these ordinary things?

Just as Ye Taoling thought about it, a large amount of thick fog surged towards Ye Taoling. The thick fog and the light yellow liquid intersected, making even more sizzling sounds, and the unpleasant smell became even stronger in an instant.

At the same time, Ye Taoling's skin began to itch. She looked down and found that the skin on her arms was beginning to ulcerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Taoling raised his sword eyebrows, and his spiritual energy was shattered. He held Xingyu in his hand and slashed from left to right in front of him. Then a layer of ground was lifted up on the ground, and flew away into the depths of Dingcheng with rich mist. At the same time, Ye Taoling used his spiritual energy.

An invisible spiritual barrier formed around the body, blocking everything from the outside.

The rapidly festering skin finally stopped changing, gradually grew better, and returned to its tender peach-like color.

Ten years ago, when Zhao Qingmo was able to die without helping him when he was corpses everywhere, it was not surprising that Ye Taoling used such despicable means ten years later.

But I don’t know how many plots like this are left. It’s difficult for Ye Taoling to remain in such an environment until he maintains his peak state until he sees Zhao Qingmo.

"Hu..." Ye Taoling let out a long breath, gradually calming down his mood, constantly thinking about the key to breaking the deadlock in Dingcheng today. The most urgent task now is to find Zhao Qingmo, but now he is deeply trapped in the battle and is extremely passive, so how can he find Zhao Qingmo?

Even... Ye Taoling's expression changed. Will Zhao Qingmo be away from Dingcheng, but just leave such a large formation?

The more Ye Taoling thought about it, the more difficult things were, and she felt that things were irritating. She felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Ye Taoling's eyes swept over the Xingyue Sword in his hand, and then thought of the person who gave him this sword.

Ye Taoling still remembers what Bai Shu said to him that time:

I have always envied a pure person like you, without any unnecessary thoughts in my heart, and any difficulties and obstacles in front of you are just a matter of a sword.

Ye Taoling still remembers Bai Shu's hippie smiley expression. He said: "If one sword is not enough, two swords will be used."

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Taoling's complex emotions suddenly subsided and he actually laughed in the formation. Yes, when did Ye Taoling become so scrupulous? Is the result of this battle too important, which leads to his own concerns?

Ye Taoling smiled self-deprecatingly. Bai Shu was right. There is nothing that cannot be solved by one sword. If one sword is not enough, then two swords will be used.

In the battle of Dingcheng, Zhao Qingmo attacked the heart and released poison, interpreting the conspiracy to the fullest. Ye Taoling's current counterattack was a complete open conspiracy. The battle between light and darkness never ended.

If I push Dingcheng to the sky, can I still find you, Zhao Qingmo?

Ye Taoling's long-clothed clothes were shocked, and he regained his initial calmness and continued to walk towards those areas he had not yet entered. Even if there were swords and seas of fire in front of him, could he catch my Ye Taoling's sword?

Outside the Dingcheng, Bai Shu roared angrily, and the man had turned into a shadow and rushed towards Xue Dongyi. Xue Dongyi's words completely stimulated the fierceness hidden deep in Bai Shu's heart. At this moment, Bai Shu lost his mind and completely forgot the four words of self-cultivation that Lu Jingxiu told him, and even forgot that he was carrying a spiritual sword behind him.

Bai Shu even forgot that there were some unknown secrets hidden in him. So much so that Bai Shu took action angrily. The first attack actually used the Zhulong Black Claw of the Demon Sect.

When the black flame that seemed to be able to swallow everything was ignited on Bai Shu's hand, he once again subverted everyone's perception. Those who thought they knew Bai Shu were like a loud slap on the face.

Bai Shu took anger and did not take Xue Dongyi's other key points. He grabbed Xue Dongyi's throat directly. The claws broke through the air, not only creating a dull sonic boom, but Xue Dongyi could even hear Bai Shu's entire hand bones creaking.

A sounding sound.

Xue Dong also had a panic and had no time to provoke it from bottom to top, not to open a hole in Bai Shu's chest and abdomen, but simply wanted to force Bai Shu to retreat.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shu did not dodge or dodge at all. His whole body was like an arrow from the string, hitting Xue Dongyi's blade heavily. Xue Dongyi's sword was promptly provoked, and his strength was lacking. Bai Shu's chest flashed and his ink-colored Tai Chi diagram was flashing. This sword was easily knocked away by Bai Shu.

The next second, Bai Shuzhulong's black claws brushed Xue Dongyi's throat. Xue Dongyi had only time to turn his head, and this claw would be grabbed on Xue Dongyi's shoulder.

With a muffled sound, Xue Dongyi's clothes were broken, and Bai Shu grabbed a piece of flesh and blood on his shoulder. Blood splashed out and sputtered on Bai Shu's face. Xue Dongyi's shoulder was even more faintly seen with a little white bone.

Xue Dongyi screamed and kicked Bai Shu's crotch at the same time. Bai Shu also kicked Xue Dongyi's calf at the same time.

In the flash of lightning, Xue Dongyi felt a bad premonition in his heart. He felt fear during the first close fight.

After the spiritual energy was stirred, Xue Dongyi was pulled aside by someone on the collar. Even so, Xue Dongyi still felt a scorching pain on her left leg. Her clothes from her ankle to her thigh were broken, and the entire leg surface was covered with blood and blood. Fortunately, she was pulled by someone just now, but she was not kicked off the bone in an instant, and she barely retained the power of action.

Xue Dongyi subconsciously looked back and realized that Yan Dan had just fainted and saved him. Meng Kezhi, who had always been taciturn and liked to compete with the strong, stood quietly in the crowd, looking at Xue Dongyi with a pair of cold eyes, without any intention of stepping forward to intervene.

Xue Dong also staggered for two steps and finally stood firmly under the support of Yan Dan's dizziness. After standing firm, Xue Dong also pushed Yan Dan's dizziness away and rushed towards Bai Shu. A layer of candle dragon black fire was silently lit on the two wounds on his body, burning the bleeding wound into a charcoal color, stopping the bleeding.

Xue Dongyi exerted force under her feet, suddenly soared into the air, and rushed towards Bai Shu. He kept telling himself in his heart that Xue Dongyi, I fought countless times in my life, and I have won and lost, but I have never been afraid.

Xue Dong also jumped high, and Park Dao slashed towards Bai Shu from top to bottom, as if he wanted to cut Bai Shu's body into two sections with one knife.

At this time, Park's sword's strength was strong and its attack range was reflected. No matter how powerful Bai Shu fought in close combat, he had to take over Xue Dongyi's sword first, and then he had the opportunity to fight in close combat.

And this time Xue Dongyi's attack was not as powerless as the knife he had swung in shock and panic just now.

Bai Shu missed a blow, and his eyes were even more red and murderous intent. Facing Xue Dongyi's attack, Bai Shu clenched his right hand into a fist, but he suddenly let go of it. Suddenly, a long sword formed by spiritual energy was tightly held in Bai Shu's hand. The sword was three feet and three points, and the black air swayed, exuding a breathtaking color.

"Gathering Qi into a Blade!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed. Even a master in the Void Realm could not reach Bai Shu's level. After all, everyone controls the mysterious and elusive spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Who can gather Qi into a Blade like Bai Shu as natural as eating and drinking water?
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