Chapter 4215 Life should not be cut off!

"Shenglin, do you really think you won?"

Yi Ting's eyes flashed with cold light as he stared coldly at Elder Shenglin.

Naturally, he couldn't just let it go. Although this old guy was cunning, he was still far from being able to completely manipulate him into applause.

"Win? No, Lord Regal, I never thought about winning against you."

Elder Shenglin shook his head, a look of madness appeared on his face, "I just want you to die! As long as you die, no one in this fairyland can stop me!"

"Just you?"

Yi Ting stared angrily, this Shenglin's ambition was to overthrow the entire fairyland world and become the new master!

Is he worthy?

Yi Ting took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the underworld magic that was raging in his body.

Ning Kun's resentment has infected the power of the Ancestral Dragon.

Refining this power is like planting a time bomb within yourself.

However, he must obtain this power.

Whether it is to lift the curse of the Great Evil King Yifeng, or to be able to take the last step and ascend to the Shinto!

Yi Ting clenched his fists tightly, his eyes already bloodshot.

The ghost face formed by Ning Kun's resentment was wandering crazily on his body, as if it was about to come out at any time.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Elder Shenglin burst out laughing wildly, "Master Emperor, it doesn't feel good! It's too cold to be in high places. You have been in this position for so many years, and it's time to give up!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a roar that shook the sky, and the black dragon transformed by Elder Shenglin fiercely attacked Yi Ting.

It was to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Even though Elder Sheng Lin's plan has taken effect, the ancestral dragon source in Yi Ting's body has also been eroded by Ning Kun's resentment.

However, Yi Ting is Yi Ting after all.

It would be a long night and many dreams, so he must be killed quickly!

Kweli and Empress Qingluo looked at each other. Although they were deeply wary of Elder Shenglin, their temporary companion, at this moment, it was the best time to kill Yi Ting.

"Nine Nether Madness!"

Keveli waved her hand, and then the entire Zeguo roared wildly.

Erbert was wearing marine armor, and he swung the trident in his hand and smashed it towards Yi Ting.

The power of the ancestors of the two demon clans reappeared at the same time.

The magic dragon dances in the sky and the angry sea attacks!

The power of the two ancestors attacked from left and right, and Emperor Yi Ting's body was also disturbed by the underworld's ghost technique.

For a time, amid internal and external troubles, even this aloof Emperor finally showed a trace of panic.

"go to hell!"

"die!"

Elder Shenglin and Kweli shouted loudly at the same time.

At the same time, Empress Qingluo stood proudly on top of Luan Feng, using her hand gestures, a giant green sword slashed down from the direction of Yi Ting's head.

For a time, all Yi Ting's escape routes were blocked.

"Lord Emperor!"

Commander-in-Chief Yun Ting was scared to death.

Once Yi Ting's defensive barrier is breached, his life will be certain to die.

Wan Jun clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth and glared at the giant sword above, and shouted: "Emperor, I will block that sword, you take the opportunity to leave!"

As soon as the words fell, Wan Jun had already performed the eight-step Lei Ji secret technique.

Even though his cultivation level was as light as a firefly, it was nothing compared to powerful people like Empress Qingluo.

But at this moment, even if he knew he would die, he still had to fight for a chance for Emperor Zun.

"Come back!"

Yi Ting shouted violently, stretched out his hand to grab Wan Jun, and pressed Wan Jun down hard.

With his little cultivation, the sword was already twisted into pieces before he could stop it.

He glanced at Yun Ting and frowned slightly.

Commander Yun Ting was so frightened that his legs became weak, "I...I...I am also willing to sacrifice my life for Lord Emperor, but my...this little cultivation..."

Yi Ting snorted coldly, this loser obviously has no hope.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the sky, "Lord Emperor, take advantage of the moment!"

But it was the Jiazi Shadow Guard who rushed out at the last moment and slammed into the giant sword summoned by Empress Qingluo.

His cultivation is also at the eighth level of brokenness.

Even though she is not as powerful as the Empress, she can already fight with her.

He seemed to be burning with a bright red flame.

This is burning your own life source!

Amidst the roar, Jiazi Shadow Guard punched out, knocking back the giant sword a hundred feet!

"It's now!"

Jiazi Shadow Guard shouted loudly.

Yi Ting took a deep look at Jiazi Shadow Guard, and immediately grabbed Wan Jun's shoulders. His figure swayed, turned into a stream of light, and fled towards the only opening.

In his current state, it is indeed not suitable to stay for a long time. He must find a relatively safe place as soon as possible to completely suppress Ning Kun's resentment.

Otherwise, once the resentment is allowed to rage in the body and erode all the ancestor dragons, the consequences will be disastrous.

As for Yun Ting, although he is still within the protective barrier, whether he can escape safely depends on his own luck.

Yun Ting's face turned pale with fright, and he frantically caught up with Yi Ting, "Lord Emperor, don't abandon me!"

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

When Elder Shenglin saw this, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and in a flash, he transformed into a black dragon and chased away with a roar.

Keveli's expression changed slightly, she snorted coldly, and called on Erbert to sweep out the halberd and hit the Jiazi shadow guard hard.

“Go to hell, you guy who’s in the way!”

If it weren't for the Jiazi Shadow Guard's intervention, Yi Ting would have had no chance to escape from the encirclement just now.

The Jiazi Shadow Guard's figure flashed, barely avoiding the sharp sword of the Qingluo Queen, and was locked by Ebert's trident.

He used secret techniques to dodge several times, but was still slapped away by Ebert's palm.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and the Jiazi Shadow Guard had no time to dodge and was directly pierced by the trident.

"Big Cutting Technique!" The Qingluo Queen's eyes turned cold, and she slapped out with her palm, completely killing the Jiazi Shadow Guard's last chance of life.

In an instant, the body of the Jiazi Shadow Guard exploded in the void.

With his cultivation, he could travel all over the world.

Unfortunately, his opponents were the Demon Queen and a female emperor.

His fate had long been doomed.

"Jiazi..."

Yiting looked back at the direction where the Jiazi Shadow Guard died suddenly, and clenched his fists.

Although these shadow guards were just assassins trained by him.

But, how many of his subordinates were so loyal to their master?

"Chase!"

Empress Qingluo and Keweili obviously would not let Yiting escape. They snorted coldly and chased him.

But Keweili stepped on the huge waves, and wherever she passed, it became a swamp.

Empress Qingluo stood proudly on the phoenix, and the phoenix spread its wings and flew thousands of miles in an instant!

Because of Elder Shenglin's move, Bai Qi's secret weapon did not need to be used for the time being.

...

At the same time.

In the cave, the young master Xuan Ce replaced the chess pieces on the chessboard one after another, and murmured: "What a tragic battle, Lao Ning, Lao Ning, it seems that you have not been able to rewrite your own destiny after all! Abandoned pieces, but always just abandoned pieces..."

A trace of sadness appeared in his eyes, but it flashed away.

The next moment, Master Xuan Ce took a deep breath and waved his hand. A light shield slowly lit up on the chessboard.

"Yiting, Yiting, you finally got caught. Do you want to escape so easily?"

The light shield was like an eggshell, upside down on the chessboard.

And this chessboard encompassed the entire Chaos Scale Death Marsh.

Everything in this world will be reflected on this chessboard.

This killing game has been planned for thousands of years, just for this moment.

Even Yiting can only get in but not out!

...

On the other side, Jiazi Shadow Guard forcibly opened a way for Yiting to survive.

Yiting's figure turned into Jiuxiao Divine Thunder, and he had already killed his way out of the underground space at the speed of lightning.

However, just as he was about to leave the territory of Chaos Scale Death Marsh, a golden light shield suddenly turned upside down, completely covering the entire Chaos Scale Death Marsh.

"Break!"

Yiting snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand shot out.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword Spirit transformed into a sword god, and the sword energy stretched thousands of feet, slashing heavily at the golden light shield.

However, the barrier light curtain only shook a few times, and it actually swallowed all the Heavenly Punishment Sword Energy.

"Damn it!"

Yiting snorted coldly, and there was no way to retreat.

At this moment, the black dragon transformed by Elder Shenglin, as well as Keweili and Empress Qingluo, all arrived in an instant.

"Hahaha!"

Elder Shenglin laughed loudly, "Lord Emperor, since you are a distinguished guest, how can you leave in such a hurry? If you want to leave, you have to leave your life first!"

However, just when Elder Shenglin thought he was safe, a crisp flute sound suddenly rang in his ears.

The flute sound was melodious and graceful, as if it could penetrate the depths of the soul, making people involuntarily fall into it.

"This is..."

The face of Elder Shenglin changed, and he instantly recognized the origin of the flute sound.

The source of the Great Dao, the Soul-Calming Flute!

"The Soul-Calming Flute!"

The face of the Queen Qingluo also changed. This item originally belonged to the Great Evil King Yifeng.

Yifeng was proficient in music since childhood. Later, it was because of music that he became acquainted with Ling Ruoshui, the saint of the Tiandao clan, and they played the zither in harmony.

This Tianshang Guqin was given by Yifeng to Ling Ruoshui.

And this Soul-Calming Flute was given by Ling Ruoshui to Yifeng.

Yifeng created a "Requiem" with this Soul-Calming Flute, which suppressed evil spirits from all directions and became famous for a while.

Later, along with the disappearance of the Great Evil King Yifeng, this Soul-Calming Flute also disappeared.

Unexpectedly, it finally fell into the hands of Yiting.

The song Yi Ting played was the "Requiem" created by Yi Feng in the past!

What Queen Qingluo didn't know was that Yi Ting was not interested in music at all.

But because of his longing for this brother, he learned to play the flute.

Later, Yi Feng burned out his last life and cursed Yi Feng, and this requiem flute, as a relic, also fell into Yi Ting's hands.

Originally it was just a souvenir, but I didn't expect it to be of great use today.

"Not good!"

Elder Shenglin's face changed drastically, and he instantly realized Yi Ting's intention.

This "Requiem" can not only suppress the power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor in his body, but also suppress Ning Xuan's resentment.

As soon as the "Requiem" came out, Elder Shenglin felt like his heart was burning. The original power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor seemed to be struggling and running wild.

If this continues, it won't be long before he completely loses control of the power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor. By then, he will become a monster before Yi Ting takes action, and completely lose his mind.

"I didn't expect that you even learned Yi Feng's "Requiem"!"

Empress Qingluo stared at Yi Ting, gritted her teeth and said, "You are not worthy of using his soul flute!"

Yi Ting ignored Empress Qingluo's insults.

As the requiem plays, the infected ancestor dragon Longyuan in the body is being purified bit by bit.

This is probably the inevitable outcome.

I, Yi Ting, deserve to be together, but my life should not be cut off!

"No! Stop blowing! Stop blowing! Ah!!!"

Elder Shenglin tightly covered his ears as he forcibly refined the original power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor. He was short of time and had no time to fully control this power.

The power of the rampaging dragon demon made him feel burned inside.

Kweli's expression also changed slightly.

Fortunately, she is from the same lineage as the Sea Demon King. Although Requiem has considerable restraint on her, it will not be as huge as Elder Shenglin.

"No! Stop bragging! Stop bragging!!!"

Elder Shenglin was tearing his body apart wildly, roaring, roaring, and rolling all over the ground.

He stared at Yi Ting, his eyes filled with strong unwillingness!

The power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor in his body that had been suppressed by him suddenly started rioting again.

The power seemed to be stimulated by something, raging crazily in his body, and black aura surged out from him crazily, like black smoke, completely submerging his figure.

"What are you still waiting for?"

Elder Shenglin yelled and looked at the two people behind him, "Do you want to wait until I'm dead before you take action?"

"snort!"

Keveli snorted softly, "I think it's not bad!"

However, having said that, Keveli still manipulated Ebert and launched a strong attack on Emperor Yi Ting.

There are too many variables in this soul-suppressing flute. If it cannot be resolved as soon as possible, it may not be known who will win today! (End of chapter)