The monks who had been defeated originally regrouped and started fighting again.
Suddenly, the entire City of Death once again entered chaos.
Ye Xiong no longer thinks so much at this time. The most important thing for him now is to avoid a difficulty.
"Huo'er, Bing'er, Jian'er, do you have any way to deal with this behemoth?" Ye Xiong asked urgently.
"My current strength is at best about the same as yours, and there is no way I can deal with it." Huo Ling replied.
The Ice Spirit Avatar and the Evil Sword Spirit also expressed that there was nothing they could do.
The power of the Five Elements Spirit is related to the time it was formed. A fire spirit that has only been conceived for a few years cannot be compared with a ten-thousand-year-old monster like the Snow Ridge Peak Ice Spirit. At best, it is stronger than an ordinary monk.
The same goes for some evil sword spirits. It didn’t take long to take shape, let alone the incarnation of the ice spirit that is not its original form.
"Let's try to enter its body and fight it." Huo Ling said.
The evil sword spirit and the ice spirit incarnation hesitated. After all, doing so would be a dead end for them.
Just when they were hesitating, a black shadow fell from the sky and slammed Ye Xiong's body to the ground.
The black dragon's body was so huge that although Ye Xiong had already dodged, there was no way he could dodge it.
At this moment, thunder suddenly roared from the sky, a vortex appeared above the head, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
Netherworld was in the middle of the whirlpool. With a loud shout, above his head, countless thick-armed thunder and lightning fell from the sky and struck directly on the black dragon's body.
The black dragon made a beast's noise from its mouth, and its body was burned in many places, and it smelled black and burnt.
"Damn it, I will definitely kill you."
The black dragon spit out a blast of wind from its mouth, carrying fierce vitality and blowing towards the Netherworld.
You Ming's body was blown away, and the next moment, the black dragon's long tail slapped her hard, and her body fell into the woods.
The black dragon's huge tail continued to slap the forest until it was smashed into pieces, leaving only a forest without a single piece of it intact.
Ye Xiong's eyes were about to burst, and he was rushing forward to fight for his life.
But in no time, he was knocked to the ground and suffered considerable injuries.
Ye Xiong returned to his normal body size. Since the three transformations of the real ape had no effect, he simply didn't use them to avoid having a bigger target.
When the monks in the City of Death saw it, they were all very anxious. Some even wanted to rush over to help, but Ye Xiong stopped them.
boom!
Ye Xiong's body was hit again and fell to the ground, making a big hole.
Before he could react, a series of black shadows came over his head, and the pointed dragon tail stabbed in fiercely.
Ye Xiong flew to avoid it, and the dragon's tail pierced a big hole where he had just been. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have died even if he didn't have a golden body.
At this moment, a figure, as fast as lightning, fell to the black dragon in a moment and struck out with a fierce sword.
It was You Ming who took action. She had been lurking for a long time and finally had a chance to make a sneak attack.
This sword was so fierce that it directly cut half of the black dragon's body into two pieces. Even the black dragon's body could not withstand the indestructible ghost sword.
"Damn it, I must kill you."
The black dragon roared, leaving Ye Xiong behind and charging towards Netherworld.
Suddenly, Netherworld was in danger.
Outside the field, people from the City of Death watched, all secretly worried about Ye Xiong and You Ming.
The next time this happens, both of them will die.
The black dragon was so powerful that it was simply invincible. No matter how powerful Ye Xiong and You Ming were, they would not be able to parry this beast that was a hundred meters long and even more powerful than the middle stage of the Golden Core.
"Huo'er, Bing'er, Jian'er, I'll attack you head-on. The three of you try to get close to it and pierce its eyes."
With no other choice, Ye Xiong decided to attack the opponent's weakest point.
The Fire Spirit and the Evil Sword Spirit were preparing to attack when they suddenly noticed that the Ice Spirit's incarnation was trembling.
"Bing'er, what's wrong with you?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"Ling'er, Jian'er, quickly hide in the master's inner world." Bing Ling's incarnation said urgently.
"What's wrong with you?" Huo Ling asked strangely.
"Hurry, if you wait any longer, it will be too late." After the incarnation of Bingling finished speaking, he plunged into Ye Xiong's body.
The Fire Spirit and the Evil Sword Spirit were very strange, but they also followed into Ye Xiong's inner world.
"Bing'er, what's going on?" Ye Xiong asked strangely.
"Bing Ling himself." The incarnation of Bing Ling kept saying, "I can feel it, he is nearby."
Ye Xiong raised his eyes and looked up. Suddenly, his eyes were attracted by a strange man wearing white clothes in mid-air.
This man had a strange face. Ye Xiong had never seen him before, and he didn't know where he came from.
He was standing between Heilong and Ye Xiong, holding a white fan in his hand and shaking it gently, looking leisurely.
"Damn guy, looking for death."
The black dragon's tail slapped directly at the scribe.
Just when everyone thought that this shot would kill this monk who appeared out of nowhere and didn't know whether he was alive or dead, an astonishing scene appeared. The black dragon's tail swept across the scribe's body, and there was no trace of it at all.
The picture of him is as if the scribe's body does not exist at all.
"The body of chaos."
The expressions of the people around him changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost.
They have never seen a monk's body become nothing.
"He is the Ice Spirit. Apart from the five elements of gods, it is impossible for humans to have a body of chaos."
Ye Xiong clenched his fists fiercely and gritted his teeth.
Bing Ling encouraged his men to kill his master in Xueling Valley, and also killed Shirley's man Du Meng. He would remember this hatred in his heart for the rest of his life.
But he soon became decadent. With his current strength, it would be impossible to deal with Bing Ling.
In fact, there is no monk in the entire world of cultivation who can rival him.
"Who are you and why are you blocking my way?" Black Dragon sensed something was wrong.
"I am worried about missing a dragon pill to use as a medicine guide. Although you are not an orthodox dragon, you only have a trace of dragon blood, so you will use it for the time being." The scribe said calmly.
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared], disappearing in an instant like a ball of water mist.
The next moment, when he appeared again, he had already arrived beside the black dragon.
"Who the hell are you?" The black dragon roared in fright, and its huge body backed away as if it was a ghost.
The scribe ignored him, and his body turned into a stream of light and entered the black dragon's body.
The next moment, the black dragon roared like crazy and flew crazily in the air.
When it was halfway flying, its body hit the ground, creating a huge crack in the ground.
The surroundings are riddled with holes, and no one is intact.