Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Evil beast!"

Yi Ting shouted angrily, and in an instant, a golden light burst out from his body, it was the Tianzhu Sword Spirit.

In an instant, the sword light condensed into the image of a sword god. The sword god raised his sword in his hand, and a bright sword light cut through the sky, carrying a devastating momentum, and swept towards the void overlord Ebert.

"Roar!--"

Erbert looked up to the sky and let out a roar, clenched the Sea Demon Trident in his hand, and smashed it hard towards the sword light.

Boom boom boom!

The heaven and earth trembled violently, and the endless sea also rolled up huge waves.

Keveli's expression changed. At first glance, this collision seemed to be an even fight.

But at this moment, Yi Ting was almost in an extremely weak state.

On the one hand, he needs to activate the soul-suppressing flute to suppress the underworld's evil magic in his body. On the other hand, he also needs to constantly interfere with the power of the ancestor of the dragon demon in Elder Shenglin's body.

In this way, he could still divert his mind to fight against Ebert!

Yi Ting's strength at this moment is truly terrifying!

In an instant, purple light flashed in Keveli's eyes.

Use the original power of the Eye of the Void to fully support Ebert.

"Roar!"

Erbert roared angrily, and the giant halberd in his hand stirred up huge waves, crushing towards Yi Ting.

Swish, swish, swish!

The Heavenly Punishment Sword Spirit transformed into the Sword God's Dharma, swung his sword and slashed out sword shadows all over the sky, instantly covering Ebert's entire body.

Tsk!

In an instant, blood mist filled the sky, turning into a waterfall and pouring down.

And in the rain of blood, a huge fist suddenly blasted out, directly defeating the sword god's dharma.

And just when Keveli thought she had defeated the Tianchu Sword Spirit, another golden light penetrated Erbert's blockade and headed straight towards her!

"Roar!--"

Ebert turned around suddenly to catch the golden light, but it was too late.

Kvelli's eyes widened, and when she couldn't think of anything, her figure turned into a black light and fled into the distance.

A sneer flashed in Yi Ting's eyes.

The sound of the flute continued, and at the same time, the golden light seemed to lock onto Keveli's figure and shoot directly towards her heart.

Keveli's expression changed drastically. She never expected that that golden light would be so difficult to deal with.

In desperation, Keveli could only bite her silver teeth and tear open the void again.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless tentacles of the void emerged from the cracks in the void and converged towards Keveli.

He took out his hand and directly formed a meat ball, wrapping Kavli inside.

But when the golden light passed by, all the tentacles in the void were turned into ashes.

When all the tentacles were crushed, Keveli's figure appeared again.

Although the golden light was a little faint, it turned into a long sword. The sword's edge turned and pierced Kavli's eyes again.

Once the Eye of the Void is broken, Ebert's strength will definitely be greatly reduced.

But at this moment, a huge palm dropped down like a curtain from the sky, blocking Kvelli's body.

However, within the time that those void tentacles had delayed, Ebert had given up his continued attack on Yi Ting and returned to support Kavli.

As soon as Erbert arrived, Keveli breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, death was infinitely closer.

Even so, Keweili was also sweating coldly. She stared in Yi Ting's direction and clenched her silver teeth.

"Hey!——"

The luan bird at the feet of Empress Qingluo screamed loudly, flapped its wings, and flew down next to Keveli.

Countless wind knives swept across it, barely deflecting countless lasing sword lights.

"If you have any other trump cards, show them all. Stop hiding them!"

The empress' voice came, and Keveli snorted coldly, "What about you, will you just watch from the side!"

She glanced at Empress Qingluo with disdain, "A maid is just a maid. Even if she becomes the empress, she will be useless after all!"

Empress Qingluo's expression changed, but she didn't say anything.

Elder Shenglin has the power of the ancestor of the dragon demon, and Keweili also has the void overlord who is comparable to the ancestor.

And she...

He took a deep breath and fell into an extremely contradictory state.

I thought that there was no need to forcefully activate the Tianbai Emperor's power in Bai Qi's body.

Now it seems that if you want to completely kill Yi Ting, there is no room for hesitation.

"snort!"

Keveli snorted lightly and ignored Empress Qingluo. Her figure swept away and soared into the sky again.

The next moment, Keveli squeezed her hand, and a black mark penetrated directly into Erbert's body.

In an instant, Erbert's body swelled up again, the muscles on his body knitted exaggeratedly, the veins popped out, and he was already in a state that was almost violent.

"Swish swish!"

The sword light shot out, and that day the Sword Killing Spirit once again transformed into a sword god. He swung the giant sword and slashed hard at Ebert.

"Yi Ting! Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

A ruthless look flashed in Keveli's eyes, and she screamed. At the same time, Erbert held up three heads with six arms, and opened his bloody mouth at the same time.

Buzz!

In an instant, dark clouds rolled in thousands of miles away.

Ebert opened his three mouths, and a ball of black light condensed at the same time.

The black light merged into one place, and then turned into a beam of light as black as ink, which shot out towards the sword god's dharma form.

"Demon Death God Wave!"

The black beam contained a strong demonic energy, and wherever it passed, the space was shaking violently.

"This is……"

Yi Ting's face changed. This beam of death made him feel a great threat.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he continued to blow the soul-soothing flute while separating one hand and condensing the thunder law.

The speed of the black beam was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, it had already hit Yi Ting.

A cold light flashed in Yi Ting's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped the black beam.

"Boom!"

After a loud bang, the two attacks collided in the air, bursting out a dazzling light.

Yi Ting only felt a huge force coming, his body trembled violently, and several streams of blood spurted out from the sound hole of the soul-soothing flute.

As strong as this emperor, he was also seriously injured.

However, the flute sound did not stop, and the elder Shenglin could not get out and attack him.

"Humph! That's all!"

Yi Ting snorted coldly, wiped the blood on the soul-soothing flute fiercely, raised his hand and slapped Albert fiercely.

At the same time, the Heavenly Punishment Sword Spirit once again condensed the Sword God Dharma Image, and this time, it directly activated the Heavenly Punishment Domain.

"Yiting, today is your death day!"

Keweili took a deep breath, continued to activate the talisman in her hand, and injected it into Ebert's body again.

Whoosh!

Another wave of magic death shot out.

For a while, both sides were in a bitter battle. In a short period of time, I am afraid that neither of them could do anything to the other.

But you have to know that Yiting is distracted at this moment!

At this moment, Elder Shenglin has almost completely fallen into madness.

The power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor in his body has begun to run out of control and is raging wildly in his body.

On his body, there is a constant black breath gushing out, like black smoke, completely submerging him.

The sound of the soul-soothing flute is melodious and endless, revealing a kind of magic that bewitches the mind.

This is the domineering part of the requiem created by the Great Evil King Yifeng.

Not only Elder Shenglin, who forcibly merged the power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor, but also Empress Qingluo, frowned.

Elder Bai Qi, who was beside the Empress, even held his head and wailed in pain.

This terrifying flute sound, under the control of the master, could not be resisted at all.

Empress Qingluo could only open the barrier to block this terrifying demon sound for Bai Qi, staring at Yi Ting with her eyes, thinking hard about how to break the situation.

If this continues, once Yi Ting completely suppresses the Yellow Spring Ghost Art in his body with the Soul-Calming Flute, the balance of victory will tilt towards Yi Ting again.

At least, in this battle, they may not have a chance to kill him.

"The Emperor is worthy of being the Emperor!"

Marshal Yun Ting, who stayed around Yi Ting's barrier and was not disturbed by the Soul-Calming Flute, could not help but secretly admire him in his heart.

He stared in the direction of Ke Weili. If Yi Ting can kill the Demon Queen in this battle, he will be completely out of the control of that witch.

Who else knows what happened before?

He can still continue to be his chief commander!

Die! Die! Die!

His eyes became extremely resentful, wishing that Yi Ting's next move would make Ke Weili fall into eternal damnation.

However, at this moment, his whole body froze, and he felt an invisible devil's claw, as if it had tightly grasped his heart.

Then, an order came to his ears that made his back cold.

"Find an opportunity to sneak attack Yi Ting, old dog!"

That was an order from Ke Weili, branded on the origin of his soul.

No disobedience allowed!

General Yun Ting was immediately trembling with fear.

Sneak attack Yi Ting?

Isn't this going to cost him his life!

But he had to do it. If he had any intention of disobeying, he would explode and die directly.

This is also the reason why Ke Weili spared his life.

A knife stabbed from the back is the most difficult to defend against!

"Do it!"

Ke Weili's voice exploded in the mind of General Yun Ting.

His body trembled slightly, and then he clenched his fists tightly.

I'm sorry, Lord Emperor!

It's better for you to die than for me to die!

...

At the same time, in the depths of the Chaos Scale Death Swamp.

Young Master Xuan Ce was staring at the chessboard in front of him with full concentration.

When he found that Yi Ting had actually taken out a soul-soothing flute, his face changed slightly.

"I didn't expect that such a layout could not put this Lord Emperor into a deadly situation!"

His eyes gradually fell on another chess piece on the edge of the chessboard.

This chess piece was engraved with Ling Feng's name.

He murmured, "Descendant of Heaven, Young Master Ling Feng, can you still keep your composure?"

Before he finished speaking, the chess piece representing Ling Feng on the chessboard suddenly began to move at high speed.

It was approaching the center of the battlefield.

"Finally, you made a move!"

...

Yes!

Ling Feng made a move!

After settling Ning's body, Ling Feng had been hiding in a hidden place, relying on the ability of infinite vision to silently watch the entire battle.

However, the chessboard of Young Master Xuan Ce seemed to be a very powerful source of the Great Dao.

So much so that even Ling Feng could not see through where the Young Master Xuan Ce, who had led him here, was hiding.

However, Ling Feng obviously did not take him seriously.

The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, so he naturally had no intention of caring about the whereabouts of Young Master Xuan Ce.

However, when he saw Keweili trapped in a bitter battle, Elder Shenglin was counterattacked by the power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor, and the hesitation in Empress Qingluo's eyes gradually turned into determination.

He then knew that the empress was going to inspire the power of Emperor Tianbai in Bai Qi's body.

Although the empress has long said that he must not show up unless absolutely necessary.

But in the current situation, I can't care about that much.

In other words, it was not that Ling Feng wanted to take action himself, but that there was a vague connection between the Tianshang Guqin and the Soul-Suppressing Flute that had been handed over to him by the Lord in White.

Ling Feng guessed that Tianshang Guqin might be able to counterbalance the Soul Requiem Flute's Requiem.

The situation was critical, but Ling Feng couldn't allow him to think too much.

At this moment, Empress Qingluo clenched her fists and finally made up her mind.

She turned to look at Bai Qi who was aside. Bai Qi seemed to understand what the empress meant and nodded heavily towards her.

Empress Qingluo took a deep breath and once again condensed the unfinished mark.

However, at this moment, a melodious piano sound suddenly came from above the battlefield.

Ling Feng doesn't know how to play the piano.

He simply plucked the strings, but that day Shang Guqin seemed to be able to control the person who played the Chiqin in turn.

For a moment, the music played by Ling Feng and the sound of the soul-soothing flute canceled each other out.

Elder Shenglin, who was about to lose himself completely, felt light all over his body, and his pressure was suddenly reduced by half.

His eyes became clear again.

On the other side, Commander Yun Ting, who had made up his mind to sneak attack Yi Ting, was also excited in his heart.

"What...what's going on?"

He looked up at the sky with some guilt.

Before anyone arrived, the sound of the piano was already coming.

Yi Ting's expression changed slightly, and he blurted out: "Tian Shang Gu Qin!"

"Tianxia Guqin!"

Also exclaiming was Empress Qingluo.

It’s Tianshang Guqin!

The sound of the piano came, smoothing out the sound of the soul-soothing flute. The originally soul-stirring magic sound actually seemed to turn into a heavenly sound when mixed with the music of the piano!

Yi Ting frowned, the sound of the soul-suppressing flute was canceled out, and the underworld ghost technique in his body, which had gradually calmed down, had a faint tendency to resurface.

He took a deep breath and immediately increased the infusion of his soul and mana, and the sound of the flute temporarily overwhelmed the sound of the piano.

Ling Feng's expression changed, and he felt his mind tremble. The next moment, the guqin actually controlled his body, playing the strings automatically to compete with the sound of the flute.

No matter how Yi Ting enhances the sound of the flute or piano, it can always perfectly offset it.

After a while, the blood spit out by Yi Ting had completely dyed the soul flute red.

Ling Feng's fingers were also scratched by the strings, and the blood dyed every string in bright red.

The battle of music and rhythm is actually difficult to determine the winner.

Finally, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped——

"puff!"

Yi Ting spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the soul-suppressing flute in his hand flew out uncontrollably.

Whoosh!

The soul-suppressing flute flew in the direction of Tianshang Guqin.

At the same time, Ling Feng also let go of the guqin and allowed the two sentient treasures to merge into one.

Although the musical instrument is a dead object, it has become a pair of affectionate objects fused with the owner's thoughts. (End of chapter)