The originally tense and depressing atmosphere in the sky above the Star Dou Great Forest exploded as if a ignited gunpowder barrel the moment Di Tian decided to transform into a human form.

The towering body of Emperor Tian slowly shrank, but the black soul power radiating from his body became stronger and stronger, surging like a substance. In the light, his figure gradually changed, and finally turned into the image of a tall man with a stern face.

He was wearing a black robe with faint golden dragon patterns on it, as if it was an ancient dragon totem, exuding a mysterious and majestic aura. His long black hair was draped behind him, fluttering in the wind, and every strand of hair seemed to contain powerful power. His eyes were like the deep night sky, and his golden pupils were like bright stars, emitting a cold and sharp light, as if he could see through all the vanity in the world, staring at Ye Xishui not far away.

At this time, Ye Xishui was holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, and the purple-black soul power was like a surging demon tide, roaring and surging around her.

The Rakshasa sickle was huge and ferocious, with a strange light flashing on the purple-black blade, as if it could devour all souls. The handle of the sickle was slender and twisted, and the complex runes engraved on it exuded an ancient and evil aura, which made people afraid.

"Black Dragon Sword, appear!"

Di Tian snorted coldly, and quickly waved his hands in front of him. The rich black soul power intertwined and gathered like black lightning. In an instant, a black dragon sword emitting a cold light slowly took shape in his hands. The blade of this black dragon sword was slender and thick, and the whole body was as black as ink, as if it was condensed from endless darkness.

On the sword body, a lifelike black dragon relief was hovering upwards, and the dragon scales were shining with a metallic luster, as if it would soar into the air and devour its prey in the next moment.

There is an exquisite dragon head carved on the hilt of the sword, with the dragon's mouth wide open and two sharp fangs that seem to be able to tear steel apart easily. There is a faint golden light flashing in the dragon's eyes, revealing a majestic and domineering aura.

"Humph, human, don't think that I will be afraid of you just because you have inherited the throne of God." Di Tian's voice was low and cold, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell. Every word was like thunder, resounding through the world. After saying that, he flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Xishui's eyes narrowed and he looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, she felt a strong sense of crisis coming from the left, and without thinking, she swung the Rakshasa Scythe and chopped it hard to the left.

"when!"

There was a loud bang that shook the air, and Di Tian was seen holding the Black Dragon Sword, blocking Ye Xishui's attack.

Where the Black Dragon Sword and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe collided, sparks flew, and the black and purple-black soul power lights intertwined and collided with each other, making a crackling sound, as if it was a confrontation and clash of two extreme forces.

Di Tian pushed hard, forcing Ye Xishui back several steps.

Then, he flicked his wrist, and the Black Dragon Sword instantly turned into a stream of black light, stabbing at Ye Xishui's throat with an unstoppable momentum. The sword came out like a dragon, and its speed was as fast as lightning across the night sky, making people dazzled.

Seeing this, Ye Xishui quickly dodged to the side. The Black Dragon Sword passed by her neck, leaving a trace of blood. A trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and then she swung the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and performed a set of fierce sickle techniques.

The sickle drew purple-black arcs in the air. Each arc contained powerful soul power and enveloped Di Tian. It was like a big net of death that was going to trap Di Tian in it.

Di Tian was agile and nimble, dodging the sickle's attacks flexibly. Every time he moved, a black whirlwind was created, as if it merged with the surrounding space.

Suddenly, he jumped up high, holding the Black Dragon Sword with both hands, and slashed at Ye Xishui from top to bottom. This sword condensed all his strength, and the black soul light gathered on the sword into a roaring black dragon, which pounced on Ye Xishui with its fangs and claws bared. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, making a humming sound.

Ye Xishui didn't dare to take it head-on, and quickly crossed the Rakshasa Scythe in front of her body to form a defensive posture. The black dragon and the Rakshasa Scythe collided again, making a deafening noise. This time, the powerful impact shook Ye Xishui's feet off the ground and flew backwards. She somersaulted several times in the air before she could barely stabilize her body.

"Beast God Di Tian, ​​you really have some skills!" Ye Xishui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes revealing a hint of solemnity, but more of madness and unwillingness.

Di Tian looked at Ye Xishui coldly. The Black Dragon Sword in his hand trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound. He frowned and said, "Human, I'll give you one chance. Get out of here quickly. I can forgive you for what you did just now."

"Haha, you're letting bygones be bygones with me?"

"Di Tian, ​​you are already a dying man, why are you still giving me a chance?"

Hearing this, Ye Xishui sneered. She waved her hands and muttered something. An evil and cold aura emanated from her body, spreading around like a black torrent.

As Ye Xishui chanted the spell, the surrounding space began to twist and deform, and rays of faint green light slowly rose from the ground.

In the light, the figures of Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, Cai Meir and other veterans of Shrek Academy gradually emerged, but they had lost their former vitality and majesty, and instead had a creepy undead form.

Xuanzi's body was surrounded by a layer of grayish-white soul power. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were empty, but emitting a strange light. Her long hair, which was once lively, was now fluttering like dry grass. Her clothes were tattered, as if she was a demon from hell. Her hands were trembling slightly unconsciously, as if she still had the fighting instinct from her life, but the movements seemed stiff and slow.

Yan Shaozhe's undead form looked even more sinister. His body was shrouded in a layer of black mist, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only his pair of blood-red eyes were flashing ferociously in the mist.

His body was slightly hunched, as if he was carrying endless pain and resentment. Above his hands, black soul power jumped like flames, emitting a frightening aura of destruction.

Xian Lin'er's ghostly appearance was equally horrifying, with her hair like countless dancing poisonous snakes, wantonly entwined around her body. Her skin was covered with strange runes, which flashed with a faint green light, as if telling of her tragic fate controlled by evil forces.

These once respected elders of Shrek Academy have now become undead puppets in Ye Xishui's hands under the control of her evil methods.

Ye Xishui looked at the undead he had summoned, with a crazy and complacent smile on his face: "Strong men of Shrek, I didn't expect that you would have this day! Fight for me and destroy everything that stands in my way!"

Her voice was like the cry of a night owl, echoing across the battlefield and making people shudder.

Her hands danced strangely in the air, her fingers like hooks, as if she was weaving an invisible web of death.

As her hands moved, thin black soul power threads emitting a foul smell gushed out from her fingertips, and like nimble poisonous snakes, they snaked towards the souls of Xuan Zi, Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, Cai Meir and other Shrek warriors, and finally entangled around their bodies, like puppets, keeping them tightly controlled by her evil will.

"Go, my former enemies, use your remaining strength to tear open the defenses of those beasts for me!" Ye Xishui let out a sharp and piercing laugh, which was full of twisted pleasure and greedy desire for power.

Under her control, Xuan Zi's undead spirit began to move first.

A layer of gray death aura surrounded Xuan Zi's body. His originally kind and gentle face was now distorted and hideous, and his empty eyes were flickering with ghostly green fire.

She slowly raised her hands, and a black vortex of soul power gathered in her palms. Driven by Ye Xishui's will, Xuan Zi flashed and pounced towards Di Tian like a black lightning.

During the flight, she continuously released black soul power shocks from her hands. These shocks shot towards Di Tian like sharp arrows. Wherever they passed, the air was torn apart, making a hissing sound.

Yan Shaozhe's ghost followed closely behind, his body shrouded in a thick black mist, and his specific appearance could not be seen clearly. Only his pair of blood-red eyes were looming in the mist, revealing endless cruelty and brutality.

Xian Lin'er's ghost displayed a strange and terrifying attack method. Her long hair was like countless dancing black pythons, twisting wantonly in the air, and each strand of hair was flashing with a dark green light, emitting a strong corrosive soul power.

She quickly formed seals with her hands in front of her, and then muttered something. Rays of green light, a mixture of dark soul power and corrosive power, shot out from her palms. These rays of light were like green meteors, falling towards the ferocious beasts.

Once these rays of light come into contact with the bodies of the ferocious beasts, they will quickly spread, corroding their fur and flesh, making a sizzling sound.

Cai Mei'er's ghost held a long sword made of ice and dark soul power, and the sword exuded a biting cold and evil aura. Her body was surrounded by a layer of blue ice mist, which not only lowered the temperature around her, but also weakened the enemy's perception.

Facing the undead attacks of these Shrek strongmen, Di Tian and other ferocious beasts did not retreat at all. Instead, they let out an earth-shaking roar, and a layer of golden soul power light instantly surged on their bodies. This light was like a layer of indestructible golden armor, covering his body.

He stared at the undead spirits that were charging at him, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain and anger: "You will suffer the consequences of using such evil means!"

Di Tian held the Black Dragon Sword in his hand, and in a flash, he took the initiative to meet the soul force attack released by Xuan Zi. He swung the Black Dragon Sword, and the sword shadow flickered, accurately chopped the black soul force arrows one by one, and the black fragments dissipated in the air.

At the same time, the golden soul power around Di Tian shone brightly, like a golden sun, illuminating the surrounding space.

Yan Shaozhe's undead spirit came with thick black fog. Di Tian was not in a hurry. He let out a low roar, and the golden soul power on his body instantly turned into countless golden threads, which entangled Yan Shaozhe's undead spirit. These threads were like spirit snakes, quickly penetrating the black fog and tightly binding Yan Shaozhe's body, making him unable to move.

The corrosive soul power light emitted by Xian Lin'er was about to hit Di Tian, ​​and Di Tian suddenly inserted the Black Dragon Sword into the ground, quickly formed seals with both hands, and a black soul power shield instantly formed in front of him. The green light hit the shield, making a crackling sound, and the corrosive power and the shield competed with each other, emitting bursts of black smoke.

The bear king let out an earth-shattering roar, his body suddenly expanded several times, his muscles tensed, his hair stood up, and he pounced towards Yan Shaozhe's spirit like a golden hill. His huge bear paw came down with a whirring sound, and soul power was entangled on the paw. Each claw flashed with cold light, as if it could tear through space.

Yan Shaozhe's ghost was unable to dodge and was hit hard by Xiong Jun's palm. The black mist was instantly dispersed and his body staggered backwards.

The Red King was burning with blazing red soul flames all over his body, and rushed towards Xian Lin'er's spirit like a falling meteor. It opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a raging column of flames. The flames contained powerful destructive power, and the air was burned and distorted wherever it passed.

Xian Lin'er's ghost hurriedly used her long hair to resist. Those originally tough hairs made sizzling sounds under the burning flames and quickly withered and broke. Xian Lin'er's ghost was forced to retreat again and again, with a painful expression on her face.

Zi Ji's figure was agile, like a purple lightning, shuttling through the battlefield. Her target was Cai Mei'er's ghost, and in her hand there was a long whip condensed from soul power. When she swung the whip, the shadow of the whip was heavy, and every time she whipped it, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The long whip lashed at the ice mist surrounding Cai Mei'er's ghost, and the ice mist was quickly dispersed, and the ice ridges were broken one after another. Cai Mei'er's ghost waved the ice sword to resist, but the power of the long whip made her arms numb and she could not resist.

The Ten Thousand Demon King used a strange soul power skill, and countless runes flashing with dim light appeared around its body. These runes flew towards Xuan Zi's undead soul as if they had life. The runes continued to merge and grow during the flight, forming huge soul power vortexes, trying to swallow Xuan Zi's undead soul.

Xuan Zi's undead spirit quickly formed seals with his hands and released black soul power to resist the whirlpools, but was still restrained by the suction of the whirlpools and his movements became slow.

Di Tian took advantage of the opportunity when the beasts were fighting the undead and locked his target on Ye Xishui again. He flashed and instantly crossed the distance between the two. With an unstoppable momentum, the Dragon God Claw grabbed Ye Xishui's throat.

Ye Xishui's face changed and he hurriedly used the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to resist.

The Dragon God Claw and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe collided again, making a loud noise, and the powerful force shook Ye Xishui backwards. Di Tian was in a dominant position, and he waved his hands, and the Dragon God Claw quickly changed its moves in the air. Black claw shadows covered Ye Xishui, as if it was a black net of death, trapping Ye Xishui in it.

Ye Xishui kept swinging the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to resist Di Tian's attack. There was a hint of fear in her eyes, but it was immediately covered by madness. She suddenly inserted the Rakshasa Demon Scythe into the ground, quickly formed seals with both hands, and muttered something.

As she moved, the ground began to tremble violently. Huge cracks spread from the ground, and more black soul power emitting an evil aura gushed out from it. These soul powers gathered towards Ye Xishui, instantly increasing her aura several times.

"Emperor Tian, ​​prepare to die!" Ye Xishui shouted, holding the Rakshasa Demon Scythe with both hands, and swung it towards Emperor Tian. A huge purple-black slash was released from the Rakshasa Demon Scythe. This slash contained extremely powerful force, and wherever it passed, a black crack was torn in the space.

Di Tian's eyes focused, he took a deep breath, and mobilized all the soul power in his body. A layer of golden dragon-shaped light and shadow appeared around his body, as if an ancient golden dragon was guarding him.

Di Tian once again used the Dragon God Claw and rushed forward to meet Ye Xishui's attack.

The moment the Dragon God Claw and the purple-black slash collided, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.

Then, a deafening roar erupted, and a powerful energy wave spread wildly around the two. This force was so strong that the surrounding space began to distort and deform, as if it was about to be completely destroyed by this force.

Di Tian's body was shaken by this force and flew backwards. Blood spurted out of his mouth and his face turned as pale as paper.

But his eyes remained firm, staring at Ye Xishui closely.

Ye Xishui was not feeling well either. Her body was also shaken and flew backwards. Her hair was disheveled, her breathing became disordered, and there was a trace of fatigue on her face, but a hint of unwillingness was revealed in her eyes.

"Mom, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Zhongli Wu flashed and came to Ye Xishui's side. Then, he pointed the huge staff in his right hand in the air, a low roar sounded, and a huge beast head appeared in front of him.

It was a dragon head, its body was as black as ink, but it was emitting a green light, and its eyes were also dancing with strong green flames. As soon as it appeared, the whole sky was filled with gusts of cold wind. The appearance of the huge dragon head was not the end, but the beginning.

The huge black body slowly emerged, and soon, a dragon claw stretched out. The huge body gradually appeared, and it was a huge black dragon! This black dragon had no scales or muscles, and was completely made up of black bones. But its aura seemed to be no worse than that of a real dragon.

It took a full ten seconds for the black bone dragon to appear in front of everyone. Its entire body was a hundred meters long, and its wingspan was nearly a hundred meters. Compared with the martial soul body of a top-level warrior, this size was nothing. For a cultivator like Long Xiaoyao, the martial soul body could easily reach more than a thousand meters.

However, this black bone dragon looked like a real entity! Moreover, as soon as it appeared, all kinds of illusions flashed in the sky.

There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, all of which were soul beasts. The miserable screams of countless soul beasts echoed in the air, as if countless vengeful spirits of soul beasts were shouting madly.

How many soul beasts must be killed to create such a scene?
Zhongli Wu stood on the skull of the giant bone dragon. Although his body was small compared to the bone dragon, he felt a terrifying sense of oppression that made it difficult to breathe.

Zhongli Wu stood on the skull of the giant bone dragon. His body seemed extremely small compared to the bone dragon. However, the terrifying sense of oppression emanating from him spread to the surroundings like a surging black tide, changing the color of the sky and the earth.

His eyes were fixed on Di Tian in the distance, revealing a complex emotion, some unwilling, some crazy, and more determined. He thought to himself: "My mother tried her best but couldn't do anything to Di Tian, ​​now it's my turn to show my true strength. This Bone Dragon King is my ultimate weapon, today I will make the world tremble at my power!"

In an instant, the huge staff in Zhongli Wu's hand began to dance violently, drawing mysterious and strange tracks in the air, as if writing a spell from hell. As the staff danced, the already huge body of the Bone Dragon King began to tremble violently, and on the dark bones, the green light flickered and jumped like a ghost fire, and the green flames in the dragon's eyes burned even more fiercely, as if to turn everything in this world into ashes.

He found this dragon skeleton in a ruin, and the dragon soul was still alive at that time.

Although it is not a top dragon, and even its bloodline is not pure, it has a touch of the breath of the silver dragon. You must have heard about the history of the dragon clan. The Dragon God split into the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, plus the Nine Sons of the Dragon, who are the true royal family of the dragon clan. Other dragon clans have some of their blood to a certain extent. But in fact, there are still some secrets.

Among the descendants of the dragon clan, only the nine sons of the dragon truly inherited the blood of the dragon god. The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, which were split from the dragon god, have no descendants. It is said that the Golden Dragon King died for unknown reasons after the split, and the Silver Dragon King disappeared, which led to the decline of the dragon clan. However, when the Dragon God separated the two, a large amount of energy erupted. Among them, there are the ultimate power of the Golden Dragon King and the elemental control of the Silver Dragon King. At that time, some of the dragon clan bathed in the grace of the Dragon God were affected by these powers. They later claimed that they had the blood of the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, which also came from this.

The dragon bone he found was the one that had received the blessing of the Silver Dragon King. Therefore, not only did it have an immortal dragon soul, it also possessed some of the Silver Dragon King's abilities, making it the most powerful of all the beast spirits Zhongli Wu had. In order to capture it, Zhongli Wu spent a full ten years, and he could not have any external help during that time.

In an instant, the huge staff in Zhongli Wu's hand danced violently, drawing mysterious and strange tracks in the air, as if writing a spell from hell.

As the staff danced, the Bone Dragon King's already huge body began to tremble violently. Above the dark bones, the bright green light flickered and jumped wildly like a ghost fire. The green flames in the dragon's eyes burned even more fiercely, as if to turn everything in this world into ashes.

"Roar!" The Bone Dragon King let out an earth-shaking roar towards the sky. This roar was like a materialized sound wave, rolling and spreading in all directions. Wherever it went, the air was vibrating and the space seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Then, the Bone Dragon King's huge wings suddenly spread out, and the already very strong black aura instantly rushed out like a volcanic eruption. These black auras quickly gathered in the air, forming huge black whirlpools. In the whirlpools, countless ferocious beasts flickered and struggled, making waves of creepy roars, as if they were the roars of evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell.

Zhongli Wu was chanting something, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the space hard, making the sky darker and gloomier. As his spell sounded, the green light on the Bone Dragon King gradually turned into a deep and mysterious silver light. This silver light flowed slowly on the surface of the Bone Dragon's bones like flowing mercury, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

"Di Tian, ​​today is your doom!" Zhongli Wu roared and pointed the staff in his hand fiercely in the direction of Di Tian.

The Bone Dragon King received the order and instantly turned into a black lightning, rushing towards Emperor Tian. During the flight, it kept opening its bloody mouth and spewing out silver beams. These beams contained powerful elemental power, as if all the elements between heaven and earth were compressed together, forming a force that could destroy the world. Wherever each beam passed, the space was distorted beyond recognition, and shocking black cracks appeared, as if the world was torn open, emitting endless dark aura, as if it was going to swallow everything.

The surrounding air was instantly ignited by this force, forming a blazing sea of ​​fire. In the sea of ​​fire, countless souls were struggling in pain, screaming miserably. These souls seemed to be vengeful spirits summoned from hell by the Bone Dragon King. Their existence made the sea of ​​fire even more terrifying.

Di Tian sensed this powerful force coming towards him, and a trace of solemnity appeared in his eyes. He knew very well how powerful the Bone Dragon King was, so he did not dare to slack off at all. Di Tian roared to the sky, and the black soul power on his body instantly shone brightly, like a black sun, covering his body.

Under the illumination of the black soul power, Di Tian's figure changed rapidly. His body gradually expanded, his muscles bulged, and black dragon scales appeared on his skin. Each dragon scale shone with a metallic luster, as if it was made of the hardest black iron. His hands also turned into two huge dragon claws. On the dragon claws, the sharp claws flashed with cold light, as if they could tear through space.

Facing the attack of the Bone Dragon King, Di Tian stretched out his claws calmly and danced them quickly in the air. Each of his movements brought up a black claw shadow, which intertwined with each other to form an indestructible defense barrier, blocking the silver beams of the Bone Dragon King one by one.

“Hmph, you think you can hurt me with your bone dragon?” Di Tian snorted coldly, his voice echoing like thunder in the chaotic battlefield.

However, Zhongli Wu did not retreat because of Di Tian's resistance. There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and he waved his staff with both hands again, increasing the power output to the Bone Dragon King.

The Bone Dragon King sensed the will of its master and roared again. Its body suddenly turned in the air, and its huge tail was like a black steel whip, lashing towards Emperor Tian fiercely with a whirring sound. On the tail, silver light flickered, as if it contained endless power. The force of this lash was enough to split mountains and rocks.

Seeing this, Di Tian's eyes condensed, and he stomped his feet on the ground, and his body rushed towards the Bone Dragon King's tail like a cannonball. He raised his claws high and grabbed the Bone Dragon King's tail with force.

With a loud "bang", Di Tian's claws and the Bone Dragon King's tail collided fiercely, emitting a burst of intense sparks.

The impact force generated by the collision of this powerful force spread rapidly in all directions like ripples, shattering the surrounding air.

Zhongli Wu took advantage of the stalemate between Emperor Tian and the Bone Dragon King to chant again. As his spell sounded, a strong suction force suddenly surged from the Bone Dragon King's body. This suction force was like an invisible black hole, sucking everything around it towards the Bone Dragon King.

Di Tian felt the suction and was shocked. He struggled hard, trying to get rid of the suction. However, the suction was too strong, and his body involuntarily moved slowly towards the Bone Dragon King.

“Hmph, Di Tian, ​​you can’t escape today!” Zhongli Wu saw Di Tian being restrained by the suction of the Bone Dragon King, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

Just as Di Tian was about to be sucked in by the Bone Dragon King, he suddenly took a deep breath, and the black soul power on his body surged again. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a black soul power torrent, rushing towards the direction of the Bone Dragon King's suction.

This black soul force torrent contained all of Emperor Tian's strength. It collided with the suction of the Bone Dragon King, making a deafening noise. Under the impact of this powerful force, the suction of the Bone Dragon King was temporarily repelled.

Di Tian took this opportunity to flash out of the range of the Bone Dragon King's suction. He was suspended in mid-air, breathing heavily, his eyes revealing a hint of fatigue, but more of vigilance.

"Zhongli Wu, your Bone Dragon King is indeed capable, but you are far from enough to defeat me!" Di Tian said coldly.

"What if we attack together?" Upon hearing this, Ye Xishui sneered and then gave a look to Long Xiaoyao beside him.

The next second, the three of them attacked Di Tian at the same time.

Zhongli Wu drove the Bone Dragon King, and the huge black figure rushed across the sky, continuously spewing out silver beams of light from its mouth. Wherever it passed, the space was shattered, and black cracks spread like a spider web, as if dragging the entire world into an endless dark abyss.

Ye Xishui held the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in her hand, and the purple-black soul power roared around her like a surging demon tide. Her eyes revealed madness and determination. Every time she swung the demon scythe, she had enough power to tear the air apart. The strange light on the demon scythe flickered, as if it could devour all souls. She slashed at Di Tian fiercely, echoing the attack of the Bone Dragon King, forming a deadly crossfire net.

Long Xiaoyao was emitting a faint black light around him, and he shuttled through the battlefield like a ghost. In his palms, the black soul power continued to condense, turning into black palm prints, which he slapped towards Di Tian one after another with overwhelming force. Each palm print was like a black meteor, streaking across the sky, leaving black traces in the air, and heavily bombarding Di Tian.

Faced with the joint attack of these three people, Di Tian gradually found himself unable to withstand it.

The black soul power light on his body was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning. The originally indestructible defense barrier began to show cracks under round after round of fierce attacks.

There were already many wounds on his body, blood had dyed his black scales red, and his breathing became disordered.

"Hmph, Di Tian, ​​today is the day you die!" Zhongli Wu laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the chaotic battlefield, sounding particularly harsh.

"It's not that easy to kill me!" Di Tian roared, enduring the pain in his body and waving his claws again, trying to resist the attacks of the three people. However, his strength had begun to gradually weaken, and his movements became slow.

Just when Di Tian was about to fall into despair, the Silver Dragon King, who was recuperating in the Lake of Life, suddenly opened his eyes. A sharp light flashed in her beautiful and majestic eyes, as if she sensed the crisis on Di Tian's side. The silver scales on her body shone with a mysterious luster, and the surrounding lake water began to ripple, as if responding to her anger.

Just as the Silver Dragon King was about to lend a hand, her expression suddenly changed slightly, as if she had sensed a familiar breath. She turned her head and looked into the distance, only to see a black-robed young man with ice and fire bone wings flying towards them at an extremely fast speed.

The young man was Xiao Yan, and he was on his way.

Xiao Yan could feel the intense fluctuations of soul power from afar and was using all his strength to mobilize his own soul power. His ice and fire bone wings flapped violently behind him, creating brilliant rays of light that cut through the sky.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield became increasingly critical.

Zhongli Wu, Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao saw that Di Tian was showing signs of fatigue, so they attacked more fiercely.

The Bone Dragon King roared again, and its body quickly spun in the air, forming a huge black tornado. In the tornado, countless black wind blades flashed with cold light and swept towards Emperor Tian.

Ye Xishui's Rakshasa Demon Scythe also turned into a long purple-black rainbow, and stabbed towards Di Tian's chest with an unstoppable momentum. The runes on the demon sickle flashed with strange light, as if chanting the music of death.

Long Xiaoyao concentrated all his soul power on his palms, and slapped out a huge black palm print. This palm print was like a black mountain, pressing down fiercely towards Di Tian. Wherever it passed, the air was squeezed and made a sizzling sound.

Di Tian looked at the fatal attack coming towards him, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

But the pride and tenacity in his bones made him unwilling to fall. He took a deep breath, mobilized the last bit of soul power in his body, and prepared for the final resistance.

Although Di Tian was a beast god with great strength, he gradually found it difficult to hold on under the joint attack of the three. The black scales on his body had been broken in many places, and blood was flowing out of the wounds, staining his body red. His movements became sluggish, and every time he waved his claws to resist the attack, he seemed to be unable to do it. The black soul power light that originally surrounded his body also became dim at this moment, as if it could go out at any time.

"Di Tian, ​​today is the day you die!" Zhongli Wu laughed wildly, his laughter echoing in the chaotic battlefield, sounding particularly harsh.

"Hmph, if you want me to die, it's not that easy!" Di Tian roared, and even though his voice was weak, it was still full of unwillingness and determination.

Black mist emanated from Long Xiaoyao's body, and black soul power surged in his palms. He squatted slightly, like a cheetah ready to attack, waiting for Zhongli Wu's attack to begin, and then he would pour all his strength towards Di Tian to completely end this battle.

At this critical moment of life and death, suddenly, a black ray of light came from a distance at an extremely fast speed, like lightning falling from the sky, with unparalleled momentum. Wherever the ray of light passed, the air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound, like the roar of the god of death.

This ray of light hit Zhongli Wu hard. Before he could react at all, he was knocked away by this powerful force.

His body drew an arc in the air like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground in the distance, raising a cloud of dust.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change and looked up. They saw a young man in a black robe floating quietly in the sky not far away.

He stood tall and straight, like a pine tree standing proudly between heaven and earth. His black robe fluttered in the wind, rustling as if to speak of his extraordinaryness.

The young man had a stern face and deep and determined eyes, like a cold star twinkling in the night sky. He held a black ruler tightly in his hand, with runes flashing on it, emitting a mysterious and powerful aura. The ruler light that just came out was released from this black ruler. With just one strike, it showed a terrifying power that was enough to turn the tide of the battle.

"Who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds!" Zhongli Wu struggled to get up from the ground and shouted angrily at the black-robed boy. His face was covered with dust and blood, and he looked very embarrassed, but his eyes revealed deep fear.

The young man in black robe did not answer, but just stared quietly at the battlefield below.

Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao looked at each other, and they saw a trace of fear and uneasiness in each other's eyes. They originally thought that Di Tian would definitely die today, but they didn't expect that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway, and the strength of this black-robed boy seemed unfathomable. With just one blow, he beat Zhongli Wu, a strong opponent, without any chance to fight back.

Di Tian looked at the black-robed boy floating in the sky, with a hint of gratitude and confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand why this boy who suddenly appeared wanted to save him, but at this moment, he was more grateful for surviving the disaster.

The black-robed youth lowered his head slightly and looked at the seriously injured and dying Di Tian, ​​with a trace of pity in his eyes. He knew that he could not stand idly by, otherwise the Beast God would die here today.

"Hmph, no matter who you are, you won't be able to leave alive today!" Zhongli Wu became furious and once again drove the Bone Dragon King towards the black-robed youth.

Although the Bone Dragon King was also impacted by Chi Mang, he was not fatally injured. At this moment, under the control of Zhongli Wu, he burst out with powerful strength again.

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