The God Binding Hoop was fake?
It didn't work?
Was this a trap set by Lone Eagle?
These three thoughts flashed through the minds of the two of them in an instant.
Especially Li Yong. When he thought about how Lone Eagle had seen through him from the beginning, but did not do anything about it, he shuddered at the thought of how cunning Lone Eagle was.
If Lone Eagle had seen through him from the beginning, he would not have allowed Li Yong to beat him up.
"The God Binding Hoop is real. Find out why he's not being bound, this is …"
Before Li Yong could finish his sentence, he had already disappeared into the grass, charging towards Lone Eagle like a venomous snake.
Halfway through, he retrieved his Curved Serpent Sword.
Lone Eagle smiled coldly and flicked his finger.
"My sword is broken!"
Only when the Curved Serpent Sword was in his hand did he remember that it was broken. He gritted his teeth and thrust it forward, but it did not even have half of its power.
"Bang!"
He was sent flying.
"What's this?" Yan Li asked.
Li Yong fell into the grass and flew away like a wisp of smoke. "This is your only chance to survive, hahaha …"
"Trying to escape?" Lone Eagle raised his hand expressionlessly. Two screeches were heard, and a few twisted spirits flew out.
Li Yong's laughter came to an abrupt halt, followed by a blood-curdling screech. Visible to the naked eye, the grass in that area withered away, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Hiss hiss —"
A snake-like sound was heard, and the grass next to him shook rapidly, as if something had swam past and disappeared without a trace.
Lone Eagle squinted but did not pursue.
It was obvious that Li Yong was not as valuable as Yan Li.
"This traitorous b * stard," Yan Li said, pretending to be relaxed. "First he betrayed you, then he betrayed me. Why don't we work together to capture him and deal with him, then settle our grudges?"
His eyes were fixed on Lone Eagle's neck, but he did not notice anything out of the ordinary. He did not have enough understanding of the God Binding Hoop relic, so he did not know how it worked.
However, he was sure that the God Binding Hoop had not been removed.
"Sure," Lone Eagle said with a smile.
Yan Li realized that none of the opponents he had met so far were more terrifying than the Lone Eagle. Strength was secondary. Right now, he could not determine the strength of the Sixth Realm cultivators, but the other's cunning caused him to feel a chill in his heart.
"Then let's go," Yan Li said with a smile.
"Let's go," Lone Eagle said with a smile.
"Please," Yan Li said with a smile.
"Please," Lone Eagle said and was about to leave.
If he wanted to leave, of course, Yan Li couldn't leave. After all, he was no longer a little brat who lived in a fantasy.
"What?" Lone Eagle looked at Yan Li with a smile.
"I thought about it and decided not to," Yan Li said.
"Forget it?" Lone Eagle asked.
"One must be tolerant of others," Yan Li said.
"So you want to forgive his betrayal?" Lone Eagle asked.
"Why not?" Yan Li laughed. "It's like forgiving you for persecuting me. Why not?"
Lone Eagle couldn't help but laugh. "Yan Li, should I call you naive or stupid?"
He stretched out his palm. There was an unusual flow of air in his palm. Then, it pulled out departed spirits from the millstone. After they spun, they were annihilated into gray gas.
Gradually, the gray gas spun into a small gray ball.
The small ball floated in Lone Eagle's palm like a beast in hibernation.
It was very quiet, but just by looking at it, Yan Li felt like the world was about to be destroyed.
"I don't mind you describing it as' magnanimous, '" Yan Li said with a smile.
"You've been trying to stall for time because you want to find out the secret of the God Binding Ring," Lone Eagle said with slight mockery. "Even if I tell you, what can you do?"
"Yes, what can I do?" Yan Li said with a smile. "I don't know what I can do, so what are you afraid of?"
"I don't mind you describing it as' watertight. '" Lone Eagle suddenly made a small joke and threw the small ball in his hand.
It was truly watertight. At this point, he was unwilling to expose the secret of not being affected by the God Binding Ring.
Yan Li's heart trembled as he focused to deal with it.
The moment the small ball floated out, it was like a beast waking up from hibernation. It looked slow, but it was actually shooting toward him at a rapid speed.
Yan Li did not even think before he suddenly leapt backwards. This was no longer a question of whether he could block it. This was a question of whether he wanted to live or not.
Fortunately, the small ball could not track him. But when it landed, the expected violent explosion did not appear. Instead, like a wave of water falling from the sky, it surged in all directions.
A dark gray wave of light visible to the naked eye suddenly covered the grass within a radius of three hundred meters. After a series of close and indistinct destruction, the greenery within three hundred meters disappeared, replaced by a charred land of death.
Of course, Yan Li could not jump more than three hundred meters, but when he landed, the land of death had already been completed, and he was not injured at all.
But when he stood on this land, it was as if he was surrounded by countless spirits of the dead. Something cold and sinister climbed on his skin, clung to the back of his shoulders, wrapped around his flesh and blood, and penetrated deep into his soul.
When he suddenly came to his senses, another small ball was already close at hand.
He immediately took out Leaving Cliff to block it.
"Wah — —"
The indescribable power instantly surpassed the limit of what his Dharma Formulation could contain.
Note, it was the technique Hidden Sword Formula, not Leaving Cliff.
After Leaving Cliff advanced to the spirit rank, it had not reached its limit. But it was still only an Origin Forging technique, and was far from being able to keep up with the intensity of the current battle.
An arrow of blood shot into the sky. His face was ashen, and his entire body was covered in a layer of deathly gray yin qi. It was as if he was possessed by a spirit of the dead.
His body was taken over by a kind of evil and cold energy, and he seemed to have become a zombie, rooted to the spot.
He could still feel that evil and cold energy invading his Source Sea.
The Source Sea was the foundation of a cultivator, once it was damaged, it could never be restored.
"What is this … …" Yan Li spat out the words with difficulty.
Because he could not control his body, Leaving Cliff fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he was also covered in deathly gray yin qi.
"Until now," Even though Lone Eagle's mental cultivation had reached the peak of perfection, he still could not help but be slightly proud, "This is a unique technique that I created when I broke through to the Human Immortal Stage. I entered the Dao at the age of twenty, and have cultivated for more than forty years. To be honest, only Yu Jianzi could make me use twenty percent of my strength, but it was not enough to warm up. "
"This technique of mine can create one kind of thing, and that is the Yin Corpse Puppet." He said with a light smile, "Unfortunately, this puppet does not have intelligence, but it doesn't matter, I can first use the Soul Devouring Butterfly larvae to take your memory."
It seemed that he wanted to torture Yan Li on purpose. As he walked towards Yan Li, he threw out small balls, but they did not hit Yan Li. Instead, they fell around Yan Li. The Land of Death became colder and colder. The phantoms of the dead began to materialize, wailing and wandering around Yan Li, as if the World of Death had arrived.
"Has he already lost consciousness?"
Seeing that Yan Li did not respond for a long time, Lone Eagle frowned. He was afraid that Yan Li would lose consciousness first, so he quickened his steps, taking out the jar of larvae and was about to open it.
But at this time, he suddenly found that Yan Li had raised his head.
Raising his head did not mean anything.
Yan Li's head was originally lowered, so it was not strange for him to raise it now.
But didn't he lose consciousness?
It seemed like he hadn't.
Lone Eagle said with a smile, "Your willpower is really strong. But stubbornly holding on is just suffering in vain, don't struggle. "
Receiving praise from a mortal enemy was really not a good thing. Because there were only two possibilities, either it was insincere sarcasm, or the other party was determined to take advantage of you.
Obviously, Yan Li had not reached the point where Lone Eagle would say insincere words.
Not only did Yan Li raise his head, but he also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was sizing something up.
Lone Eagle looked at him and also narrowed his eyes slightly, "What did you see?"
"True name." Yan Li smiled stiffly, like a zombie struggling to twitch its cheeks.
"True name?" Lone Eagle said.
"You used your true name to create a substitute, to suffer the suppression of the God Binding Ring on your behalf," Yan Li said.
"What can you do now that you know?" Lone Eagle said.
"I just want to tell you," Yan Li suddenly smiled evilly, "I'm your ancestor for playing with vengeful spirits!"
At this time, the evil power just happened to invade the depths of his soul.
What was in the depths of his soul?
Of course, it was his suppressed true name.
What was suppressing his true name?
Of course, it was the Eight Division Heavenly Dragon.
As soon as the ferocious vengeful spirit entered Yan Li's soul, it was immediately intimidated by the monstrous death resentment. It was like a stray mouse meeting an eagle, or a lone antelope meeting a pride of lions. Wouldn't it turn around and flee for its life?
Although it was impossible to escape.
At this moment, Yan Li's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The evil, cold, and stiff ashen color on his body was quickly replaced by something else. The curse of the Dragon Swallowing Sword appeared, and the power of death resentment instantly poured out like a landslide and a tsunami.
In the face of this tide of death resentment, the hundred-foot Death Boundary created by Lone Eagle was like a newly dead little ghost meeting the Ten Kings of Hell. It was instantly overturned.
Lone Eagle's pupils abruptly shrank. He and his Law Domain involuntarily retreated as if they had encountered a violent storm.
"This is …" His eyes widened, and he could barely breathe.
In fact, he knew what it was because it had appeared once when Jin Sheng died.
However, it was not strong because he had only used the power of resentment to forcibly raise his cultivation level.
This time was different.
"Ah — —"
An inhuman roar came from Yan Li's mouth.
Perhaps it was not from his mouth, but an extremely strong will. After echoing in a space countless times, it became thunderous.
"Bai Kongxue, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
Following the rolling sound waves, the tide of death resentment seemed to respond. From afar, one could only see a storm of death resentment connecting heaven and earth spreading in all directions.
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