Time is like quicksand that cannot be grasped, slipping quietly through the fingers.
I don¡¯t know how long it took, but a trace of weak Qi finally appeared in Yang Lingtian¡¯s body. Although there is only a trace, it is already precious. He took a breath, and the trace of true energy he had just generated was released again, seeping into the two different worlds outside. At the same time, Jiucai's spirit slowly floated out from that slender body.
In the void of ice and snow abroad, the domineering An Ye and Bai Ling, who looked like a fairy from the dust, quietly looked at the two strange light balls in front of them, without any sadness or joy in their eyes.
"Miss Bai, what do you think of the situation now?" Not because he had developed the habit of asking, or because he was trying hard to talk more to the cold beauty in front of him, An Ye frowned and turned around and asked.
At the same time, Bai Ling did not pretend to be cold as usual, but frowned and said: "Obviously, there are two forces here that can make the world collapse. Even if any one of them is, it is definitely not something that human beings can contend with. But the strange thing is that these two forces seem to form a delicate balance, melting and confronting each other."
"Haha, yes." An Ye smiled: "Actually, sometimes I admire Yang Lingtian. Judging from the situation in front of me, it is clear that he did something to cause the backlash of this strange country. I didn't want to fight, He actually used the power generated by two fused artifacts to fight against the backlash of the heaven and earth here, which was beyond his imagination. In doing so, if he is not careful, both destructive powers may be directed at him. I I really can¡¯t think of any method he used to make the powers of the two worlds obey his command and confront each other, while he managed to survive in the cracks. I really have to admire him for this."
"Haha, Young Master An will have his moments of admiration." Bai Ling smiled and glanced sideways at the other party.
"Haha, I really admire what he did in front of me. It was extremely bold, but he just did it." An Ye shrugged his shoulders: "But it doesn't matter. Although he tried his best, he was just doing us a favor. After this incident, Yang Lingtian will cease to exist without us taking action."
"Oh? Mr. An is so sure?" Bai Ling glanced at the other party expressionlessly.
However, An Ye shook his head helplessly: "Well, sometimes I really hate Miss Bai's way of pretending to be confused. Miss Bai should know in her heart how powerful the destructive power of the two worlds is, even if they fight against each other. , but the power of the aftermath cannot be resisted by humans.
And the most important thing is that the two mandala artifacts belong to Buddhism. Although Buddhism was classified as a god in ancient times, that was only because of their small number. Their power was still huge compared to the gods and demons. Different. Whether killing or protecting, the main target is the soul. Even if Yang Lingtian has a way to keep his body from being destroyed in the gap between the two powers, it is absolutely impossible for the soul to withstand the annihilation power generated by the two artifacts.
However, because his approach, although it cannot save his own life, it can prevent the Zhuanlun Sword from being destroyed, so he is just making wedding clothes for us. "
An Yemian said proudly. Although the belligerent man inevitably felt a little regretful without such a strong opponent like Yang Lingtian, it undoubtedly helped him a great favor.
His current cultivation level is higher than that of Bai Ling. Yang Lingtian's quick death left Bai Ling no time to practice and shorten the gap between him and himself. If the two of them fight, he will definitely win.
Vaguely, he had already seen the final inheritance of his victory, looking down on the world, and Bai Ling, the cold-faced fairy, begging for mercy under him.
"Mr. An, are you happy too soon?" An Ye was proud, Bai Ling suddenly said coldly.
"Oh? Does Miss Bai think things can turn around, that Yang Lingtian might not be dead yet?" An Ye was stunned for a moment, but the pride on his face still hadn't dissipated. For him, Bai Ling at this moment was just comforting himself. .
However, Bai Ling shook his head slightly, and even glanced at An Ye with some pity: "I know that Mr. An has always been eager for me to surrender to you, but is he so eager for quick success and quick gain that his eyes are blinded and he cannot see the whole thing clearly?"
After saying that, she took another deep breath, glanced at the two light balls below, one inside and one outside, and said: "Yes, I also think that under such a catastrophe, there is no chance that Yang Lingtian will survive, but Master An Have you ever thought about Zhuan Lun Sword?"
"Zhuanlun Sword?" An Ye frowned: "Two powers of destruction are confronting each other. Although the aftermath can kill all living things, it shouldn't damage Zhuanlun Sword, right?"
"It will indeed not be damaged." Bai Ling sighed helplessly, but this sigh was not because of the impending failure, but because the descendant of the demon clan in front of him was so blinded.
She shook her head, looked at the other party calmly, and her voice became a little colder: "If Mr. An really wants to get the little girl, I can give it to you now and automatically withdraw from the fight. As long as Yang Lingtian dies and finds it, Zhuanlun Sword will immediately enshrine you on the altar. However, I hope that the young master will not be blinded by certain things at this time and cannot see clearly the facts that are right in front of him."
"Hmph! Isn't Miss Bai's statement a bit excessive? Excuse me, is there anything you haven't seen?"
An Ye was furious. Although he longed for the final victory, Bai Ling's words were undoubtedly a huge insult to him.
Bai Ling sneered: "Young master can also get angry? I thought your lower body had dominated your thoughts."
As she said that, she paused for a moment and said: "Although the two world powers below are in confrontation now, they are both destructive in nature after all, and one of them is still the power of the actually existing world, even if they collide The final result will be mutual annihilation, but that strange country will no longer exist and will be dragged into the void space. You can think about it, whether the Zhuanlun Sword inside will also be dragged away irresistibly. Entering the void space? Excuse me, with your current strength, can you enter the void space and bring back the Zhuanlun Sword? Without the Zhuanlun Sword, what is the meaning of your and my existence?"
"What?" An Ye's face changed instantly.
Bai Ling was right. Victory was so close that he only noticed that Yang Lingtian would die but Zhuanlun Sword would not be destroyed. And completely forgot that the result of this matter will also cause another result. . . Let the Zhuanlun Sword, which is related to their life and death and the entire world, enter a world that he dare not touch.
"No, we must take out the Zhuanlun Sword before it is completely annihilated here!" After pondering for a long time, An Ye suddenly shouted loudly, and the majestic black space behind him solemnly transformed into a huge palm, grabbing the two strange light balls in front. .
The power that can make the world tremble, but unfortunately, what is in front of it is the power that can completely annihilate two worlds. Although they restrain each other, when external forces enter, they will naturally arouse their counterattack.
The black palm and the ball of light touched lightly.
In just the blink of an eye, the majestic and domineering palm shattered as gently as foam, and An Ye also took half a step back with a pale face.
Within the ball of light, both Meng and Ningxue had fallen into a deep sleep.
Meng¡¯s immortal body and Ningxue¡¯s ice muscles and jade bones are immortal existences in the world. However, under this kind of power that can destroy the world, the body still cannot bear it and falls into a temporary sleep.
In the gray space, only Yang Lingtian was still floating quietly. The nine-color soul floats outside.
An Ye is right. The power of the two mandala artifacts is less damaging to the body, but it is absolutely fatal to the soul. Even though he practiced Wentian Quege and merged with the Nine Spirits Xuan Jade, Yang Lingtian's soul was already indestructible to heaven and earth, but he was still struggling under this majestic pressure.
Back then, the main killing weapon, the Vajra Mandala, was in the hands of a generation of Buddha Lords. He used the state of the Angry-Eye Vajra to kill the souls of many demons. Although those souls have dispersed, every time a demon is killed, there will be a trace of broken consciousness left in the Vajra Mandala artifact.
These consciousnesses will not show any power until Yang Lingtian's soul leaves the body. But after Yang Lingtian's soul left the body, their huge destructive power immediately appeared. When they saw the nine-color soul, these consciousnesses immediately seemed to see the best tonic in the world, tearing at the little soul crazily.
Fortunately, although the power of destruction has been activated, the protective power in the womb mandala artifact still has some effect. Yang Lingtian's soul was torn off a little, and the white halo even flashed, destroying those The pieces stick back together.
Once torn and stuck, the pain is bone-piercing.
Gradually, Yang Lingtian seemed to have lost his mind. However, because of the support of the thought of "Keep going, I will be able to see Miao'er for two hours every day", the true energy slowly recovering in his body was still like a gurgling stream. , penetrating into the two outer spaces.
In this world, the waiting time is the most difficult.
"Ten years is just a short period of time, but it seems like an eternity."
In a foreign land of ice and snow, the dark night is frantically attacking the two light balls below.
In ten years, the same action has been repeated countless times. The graceful and luxurious clothes have also been torn to pieces by his own true energy.
Even Bai Ling¡¯s clothes next to her were in pieces, and she had lost her former holy and unforgiving aura.
"Miss Bai, do you know what I hope for most right now?" Panting tiredly and recovering his true energy, An Ye suddenly smiled bitterly and spoke softly.?
"Haha. I hope that Yang Lingtian doesn't die and comes out to fight with us with the Zhuanlun Sword." Bai Ling smiled. "Well if only he could perform miracles again."
In despair, the two kings standing at the top of the world began to pray for their enemies.
"It's a pity that the panic world will not change its operation due to human will. Below, the size of the light ball is getting smaller and smaller. . . .