Jun Qianxi pulled out one soul of the other party, then scattered the others and put them into the Wanxiang Senluo.

Xingyu was no longer seriously ill under the treatment of Little Beast, but for safety reasons Jun Qianxi also took them into Wanxiang Senluo, and then broke through the space into the space crack.

Space cracks are extremely dangerous existences, and crises may appear inside from time to time, such as space debris or space turbulence.

Even if you are at the main god level, you will be injured when encountering space turbulence.

At this moment, an extremely fierce duel is erupting in the entire black space crack.

The two handsome figures collided and separated quickly. The knives in their hands were constantly swinging and colliding, and golden light filled the entire crack in the space.

"Ying, surrender!" Duanmu Ming pursed his thin lips tightly, and the star knife fell towards Ying with the force of thunder.

And Ying also used the star knife to catch the opponent's attack.

"You want me to surrender? For Xi, it's absolutely impossible!" Ying's body turned in a circle and dodged the attack again. He circled behind Duanmu Ming and stabbed towards the heart of Duanmu Ming mercilessly.

"Ming..." Jun Qianxi exclaimed subconsciously.

The two people who were locked in an anxious fight paused for a moment, but quickly came to their senses and continued fighting.

At this time, Duanmu Ming jumped up high and slashed from top to bottom with the knife in his hand.

The dazzling golden light was so dazzling that the gravel suspended around them was shattered by the shock and turned into dust and disappeared.

Ying did not hesitate to hold the knife across his head to block it, and the sharp blades collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Duanmuming gave a soft drink, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and pressed down hard.

The sword light fell on Ying's mask, and the silver mask was shattered into pieces.

Except for the white hair and red eyes, his facial features and expressions seemed to be printed from the same mold as Duan Muming.

Little Beast sat on Jun Qianxi's shoulder with his head drooped and yawned out of boredom.

I really don’t understand what the point of fighting with myself is? These two people are still fighting so happily.

Jun Qianxi's gaze has been following the two people entangled together. The black robe and the red robe, the long hair like ink and the three thousand white hair, the fascinating eyes like stars and the strange blood-red eyes are constantly intertwined.

appeared before her eyes.

At this time, the two men's knives pierced each other's shoulders at the same time, and then withdrew again. The splashing blood could not attract their attention at all. After they were separated for a while, there was the sound of spiritual energy colliding again.

"Wow, why don't you call me cute little Bingbing when you're watching a good show?"

The little beast habitually pounced on the soldier's head, and the two watched the inseparable battle with relish, and began to mumble.

"Xiao Bingbing, do you think the big sister will stop it this time?"

"Definitely. No matter who is injured, in Xiao Xi'er's eyes, isn't it Duan Muming who is injured?"

"That shadow is true. If he returns to Duanmu Ming's body, won't he and Duan Muming be able to possess the eldest sister together?"

"Idiot little beast, possession of the body feels different from possession of the soul, okay? Possession of the body feels much better!"

Little Beast had a look of surprise on his face, no wonder they had been fighting for tens of thousands of years, it turned out they were just for a little pleasure!
Chapter completed!