A gust of black energy, a terrifying black energy, instantly enveloped Wu Youming's entire body!
Then, he suddenly pressed down on the energy sea in his stomach, his expression changing drastically.
"You, you poisoned me?" Wu Youming pointed at Third Lady Gongsun and said harshly.
At this moment, Third Lady Gongsun was stunned at first, then all the gentleness and charm disappeared, replaced by Qin Zhi's cold and mocking expression. It was close to madness.
"That's right, the dark crystal!" Third Lady Gongsun (Qin Zhi) said.
Wu Youming's entire body convulsed and trembled. He desperately circulated his profound energy, trying to force the dark crystal out of his stomach.
However, no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.
"Ah …" Wu Youming roared fiercely, then stabbed his sword into his abdomen.
Then, he reached his bloody hand into his Qi Sea's lower abdomen, trying to take out the dark crystal alive.
However, at this moment, his Qi Sea was empty.
Seeing such a bloody scene, Qin Zhi's expression changed drastically.
"Ah …"
"Ah …"
Wu Youming tried everything, but it was all to no avail. The black energy around his body became denser and denser.
His handsome face instantly shriveled, becoming sharp and dark, sinister and terrifying.
"Ah …"
He frantically clawed at his profound veins, trying to force the dark energy out of his profound veins.
Instantly, his entire body was drenched in blood.
At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside.
"Young Master, what happened?" Elder Mu Cen asked with a trembling voice.
"Nothing, get out." Wu Youming shouted, not allowing anyone to enter.
"Yes!" Elder Mu Cen shouted.
Then, Wu Youming convulsed and fell to the ground. His entire body seemed to have shriveled up, like a malicious spirit. His entire body was drenched in blood.
Third Lady Gongsun (Qin Zhi) was originally happily watching all this, but when she saw Wu Youming's painful and terrifying appearance, her face turned pale, and her gaze became somewhat complicated.
Wu Youming's terrifying body twitched on the ground.
After a full quarter of an hour, he slowly crawled up from the ground. His entire body was covered in blood, and it was extremely terrifying.
Then, he slowly grabbed Third Lady Gongsun's neck and asked, "You, you are not Third Lady. Who are you?"
Qin Zhi's lips curled into a cold smile as she said, "Kill me then, there's no need to ask.
Of course, if you have such methods of torture, feel free to use them. It doesn't matter if you torture them first and then kill them. "
Wu Youming's face suddenly turned ferocious. His bloody face suddenly gritted his teeth, revealing a murderous aura and a ferocious expression.
He tightened his grip on Qin Zhi's neck.
"Ah …" Qin Zhi let out a low cry, and then her beautiful little mouth opened, almost unable to breathe.
She gasped desperately for breath, gasping for air, convulsing continuously.
Her snow-white face quickly lost its color.
His breathing gradually stopped.
Then, she was about to die.
"Ah …" Wu Youming let out a fierce roar and pushed his palm forward.
Instantly, he pushed Qin Zhi away.
Qin Zhi fell to the ground, her hands covering her pale neck. She opened her small mouth and gasped desperately for breath. She stared at Wu Youming and said hoarsely, "You're not willing to just kill me like this, right? You want to torture me, right? Come on, come on!"
Wu Youming slowly closed his sunken eyes and gritted his teeth so hard that blood flowed out. His entire face was twitching.
"I, I don't care who you are. Maybe I know who you are, and I know who you came for."
Wu Youming said in a trembling voice, "But no matter who you are, this body, after all … after all, is a woman who loves me deeply. I, I won't hurt her."
"Ugh …" Then, Wu Youming suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.
He staggered and sat on the chair.
"You go, go …" Wu Youming slumped on the chair, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and waved his hand, "You go, go back to Yang Dingtian's side."
Suddenly, Qin Zhi on the ground was completely stunned, looking at Wu Youming in disbelief.
She had hurt him so badly, he, he actually let her go?
How was this possible!
"Go, go, if you don't go, when others come in, you won't be able to leave …" Wu Youming closed his eyes and breathed heavily. Black blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.
Qin Zhi's beautiful face suddenly trembled, almost bleeding from gritted teeth. Then he got up from the ground, rushed out, and directly left the South Residence.
*****
Yang Dingtian's shocking lightning was thousands of meters long.
In an instant, the hundreds of thousands of Black Vulture Army seemed to have been torn open.
Hundreds of black vultures directly turned into charcoal and fell from the sky.
There were also hundreds of black vultures that were heavily injured and howling miserably.
This incomparably gorgeous scene instantly shocked everyone.
At the same time, the emissary of the Vulture Palace on Yang Dingtian's black vulture suddenly raised Wulingzi's token and shouted loudly, "The Vulture Palace's Old Ancestor's order!
Black Vulture Army, retreat and return to the South Middle Continent! "
At the same time, Ling Wu rode on a golden eagle and rushed over at lightning speed. She raised Wu Youming's token and said, "Black Vulture Army, listen to my order. Stop fighting immediately, retreat and return to the South Middle Continent!"
The three orders arrived at the same time.
In an instant, all the fighting stopped!
The countless Black Vulture Army in the sky seemed to be temporarily frozen.
After a short pause,
All the Black Vulture Army retreated from the great formation.
The entire three hundred and sixty degree rotating great formation was like a huge black ball that was spreading out. Countless black dots retreated and retreated at lightning speed.
Layer by layer, layer by layer.
Countless black vultures retreated at lightning speed and got into formation in the sky.
A thousand of them formed a formation and flew towards the South Middle Continent.
Just like this, the Black Vulture Army retreated continuously. Retreat, retreat, and retreat.
And at this moment, Yang Dingtian and Ling Wu, who were a few thousand meters apart, looked at each other slightly.
After a moment of hesitation, Ling Wu rode on the golden eagle and flew towards Yang Dingtian with almost all her strength.
"I'm here on Wu Youming's order to ask the Black Vulture Army to retreat."
Ling Wu looked at Yang Dingtian and said, "Wu Youming is willing to prioritize the overall situation. I hope that you can put aside your personal grudges, ambitions, and desires for power and unite with Sect Master Wu Youming to fight against Evil ways together!"
Ling Wu had almost exhausted all her strength to say this to Yang Dingtian.
All of a sudden, Yang Dingtian almost didn't know how to reply.
"If you agree to assist Sect Master Wu Youming, I can use my life to guarantee that you won't die on the day of the duel." Ling Wu said, "If you die, I'll pay you back with my life!"
Yang Dingtian still couldn't find the appropriate words to reply.
"Yang Dingtian, you're on your own." After Ling Wu finished speaking, she turned the golden eagle around and flew back in the direction of the Central Capital!
The Black Vulture Army retreated continuously. Retreated, retreated, and retreated.
In the end, they still covered the sky and covered the sun as they retreated completely.
Although Yang Dingtian didn't deliberately count, the Black Vulture Army had retreated in a total of 143 columns with a thousand of them forming a formation.
In other words, the Black Vulture Army was still left with 143,000!
In other words, after such an intense battle, including Yang Dingtian's final mystic fire lightning, the Black Vulture Army was only left with 4,000 to 7,000 out of the 150,000.
That's right, only 7,000 had died.
Among them, a considerable portion of them were shot to death by small-sized crystal crossbows.
This was really an incomparably gorgeous and proud number, but also a number that made people despair.
Pride because the 2,000 Devil Vulture Army had actually killed 6,000 Black Vultures.
And despair because this bit of casualties was completely a drop in the ocean for the Black Vulture Army.
Yang Dingtian flew towards Dongfang Minmie and Qin Wanchou as he asked anxiously: "How are the casualties of the Devil Vulture Army?"
"500 dead, 300 injured." Dongfang Minmie replied.
Immediately, Yang Dingtian's heart twitched with heartache!
The Devil Vulture Army wasn't like the Black Vulture Army, which had more than 200,000.
In the entire Earth Splitting City, the Devil Vulture Army that could enter the battle was merely 4,000 plus. Now, in this short battle, more than 500 had died.
Almost half of the 2,000 Devil Vulture Army in front of him were dead or injured.
This loss was so painful that it penetrated to the bone.
No, I must find a way to deal with the Black Vultures. I must find it.
Yang Dingtian breathed heavily as he ordered: "Go, return to the Central Capital and let the Devil Vulture Army recuperate."
Then, Yang Dingtian couldn't help but stare at the Central Continent leaders on the ground with disgust!
These fence-sitters, hateful fence-sitters!
*****
After Third Lady Gongsun (Qin Zhi) left the South Residence, she didn't stop at all. She kept running and running.
She ran all the way to the secret rendezvous point with Wu Mozhi.
After a while, Wu Mozhi, who was filled with uneasiness, appeared in a flash.
And Dishi Bian was in a secret place, monitoring everything around.
"Sister, it's a success, it's a success." Qin Zhi shouted as soon as she saw Wu Mozhi.
Wu Mozhi's eyes were red, filled with endless torment. After hearing Qin Zhi's first sentence, she immediately felt her delicate body go soft.
"Did it really succeed?
Did you see it with your own eyes? "Wu Mozhi asked.
"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."
Qin Zhi said: "After Wu Youming drank it, there seemed to be a terrifying thing in his body that wanted to devour his entire body. He used a sword to cut open his abdomen, wanting to take out the poison, but he couldn't do it.
He then tore open his own Xuan Veins, wanting to force the poison out, but there was nothing he could do. Just like that, he became neither human nor ghost. "
Wu Mozhi sat limply on the chair, staring at Qin Zhi with wide eyes: "What about you?
Are you okay? "
Qin Zhi touched the bruises on her neck, her expression became complicated: "I don't know why, he was filled with killing intent and wanted to strangle me.
Moreover, he already guessed who I was.
But just as I was about to die, he suddenly let me go and let me go … "
Wu Mozhi was stunned.
Qin Zhi couldn't help but shed a tear. She grabbed Wu Mozhi's arm and said: "Sister, is Wu Youming different from what we thought?!"
Wu Mozhi's gaze trembled: "No matter what kind of person he is, he must die!"
*****
Ling Wu returned to the Southern Mansion with her fastest speed, but she didn't see Wu Youming or Third Lady Gongsun. Her heart trembled.
"Where did Sect Master go?" Ling Wu asked Mu Cen.
"Young Master is in seclusion." Mu Cen said: "No one can disturb him."
Ling Wu was at a loss, and her heart was filled with uneasiness.
In the deepest part of the Southern Mansion Castle's dungeon.
Wu Youming floated in the air amidst the endless lava.
He first took out a golden elixir from a jade box.
There were only five elixirs in total. He took out one and swallowed it.
Then, the terrifying wound on his abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then, all the bloody wounds on his body healed.
This Darkness Crystal didn't cause him any harm!
"Yang Dingtian, the price I paid to put on this show for you is really not small. I hope it's worth it." Wu Youming sighed.
Then, he opened his right hand and flicked it lightly.
Suddenly, a ball of completely black flame floated out slowly.
If Yang Dingtian was here, he would definitely be incomparably shocked and astonished.
How did Wu Youming also possess the Darkness Profound Flame?
At that time, Yang Dingtian had absorbed the Darkness Crystal from Yanyan's body. After wrapping it with the resentful spirit of the Million Spirit Demon Fire, he forced it out of his body.
Then, he used the Million Spirit Demon Fire to burn it with all his might, but he still couldn't destroy the Darkness Crystal. In the end, it led to the birth of the Darkness Profound Flame.
However, it wasn't enough to rely on just this. The Darkness Profound Flame was still incomparably weak at that time.
All the way until after devouring the Devil Spirit Demon Fire's energy, the Darkness Profound Flame could truly become a powerful Profound Flame independently, and not an extremely weak Profound Flame.
Since Yang Dingtian was able to create the Darkness Mystic Flame, then Wu Youming's creation of the Darkness Mystic Flame might not be as shocking.
Wu Youming simply hid it too deeply. He had never seen him use it before.
However, the Darkness Profound Flame was an incomparably extravagant thing. It needed to be fed with Profound Flame.
And Wu Youming was undoubtedly that extremely extravagant person.
That's right. Everything earlier was his disguise!
At that instant when Qin Zhi brought the jade dew over, he already sensed the taste of the Darkness Crystal!
Hence, he decided to put on a show!
His gaze focused on this incomparably powerful Darkness Profound Flame.
"Black Hole Profound Flame, my Black Hole Profound Flame.
Yang Dingtian, you've never seen such a noble, powerful, and terrifying thing before, right?
You don't even know that there's such a profound and powerful existence in this world, right?! "
"Thank you, Yang Dingtian, for giving me such a huge Darkness Crystal. It allowed my Darkness Profound Flame to advance by leaps and bounds in an instant and completely transform."
Wu Youming looked at this Darkness Profound Flame with incomparable infatuation and said coldly, "Since we're so fated, then I'll let you die instantly under this Darkness Profound Flame. You'll instantly be smashed into pieces and turn into ashes!"
"My Black Hole Profound Flame, you'll be able to devour a God's spokesperson very soon.
In these countless years, I've devoured no less than five Profound Flames for you. "Wu Youming stared at the Darkness Profound Flame's gaze and instantly became incomparably frenzied.
"Three days, three days!
There's still three days. Yang Dingtian, your death date is here. Your death date is here.
As long as you die, it will represent my rebirth, You Ming's rebirth! "
"There's still three days and your death date will be here!"
"Ah … Hahaha …"
Wu Youming, who was in the depths of the dungeon, let out an almost mournful laugh!
Then, Wu Youming stripped his body clean and was completely exposed to the air.
That's right, his body was strange and it was different from any other man's.
Then, he slowly put on a tight-fitting shirt that resembled black mist.
Demon Spirit Mist Garment, that's right, it's the Demon Spirit Mist Garment!
Its grade was not inferior to Wu Mozhi's Demon Spirit Mist Garment.
Wearing the tight-fitting Demon Spirit Mist Garment, he instantly looked incomparably demonic.
*****
After Yang Dingtian returned to the North Mansion in the Central Capital, he saw Yun Junnu and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Where's Mozhi, why haven't I seen her for the past two days?"
"I don't know, maybe she's with Miss Di Shi." Yun Junnu said.
Yang Dingtian nodded and then directly entered the dungeon and started his seclusion!
There was only one reason for his seclusion.
That was to think of all ways to awaken the Darkness Profound Flame!
That was the way to defeat Wu Youming!
The Netherworld Ghost Emperor's undead energy was very strong but it was extremely weak against those with evil energy. Did Wu Youming have any evil energy in his body?
Yang Dingtian could not tell.
However, as one of the young masters of the Temple of Annihilation, Yang Dingtian had to guess that he had evil energy and it was an extremely strong one.
Therefore, in this battle, the Netherworld Ghost Emperor could not be relied on.
Then, what about the Demon Spirit Mist Garment?
It was also definitely unreliable because Wu Youming knew about the Demon Spirit Mist Garment and would definitely guess that she would give it to Yang Dingtian.
To put it bluntly, Wu Youming could also kill Demonic Spirits and create a Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak of the same level. After all, it had been a few months since he knew that Wu Mozhi had a powerful Demonic Spirit Mist Cloak.
Then, what about using the Evil Soul Arts to kill the Ice Spirit's Puppet Fighting Soul?
The Soul Burst Art of the Evil Soul Arts was to shoot out the Puppet Fighting Soul and hit the opponent's soul, turning the opponent into a walking corpse.
This, this was too extravagant!
However, in order to save his life, he could do it.
But, there was another but!
This was a pure soul attack!
If the opponent's soul was stronger than the Ice Spirit's soul, would the Evil Soul Arts attack be ineffective?
Then, was it possible that Wu Youming's soul was stronger than the Ice Spirit's soul?
There was such a possibility!
Firstly, the Ice Spirit was not a real person. She was just the Fire Spirit of the Mysterious Flame and her soul was naturally weak.
Just like the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, although he was so strong, his soul was naturally weak and he was forcefully taken over.
He was many times stronger than the Ice Spirit.
Secondly, what if Wu Youming's soul was strengthened by the Spirit Gathering Shadow?
What about two thousand years, or even two thousand five hundred years of strengthening?
Then, her soul would become incomparably strong!
Therefore, using the Ice Spirit's Puppet Fighting Soul to attack Wu Youming might not be effective!
Then, Yang Dingtian would be completely helpless against Wu Youming!
If Wu Youming was only an Eight Star Great Grandmaster!
Then, although Yang Dingtian was a Six Star Great Grandmaster, he was not afraid of him and even had the confidence to defeat him.
However, Wu Youming was obviously not just an Eight Star Great Grandmaster.
In fact, who the hell knew how old he was?
The worst result was that Wu Youming was a Nine Star Grade Nine Great Grandmaster, similar to Zhu Qingzhu!
Of course, this was the worst guess!
However, the possibility of this guess becoming reality was very high!
If Wu Youming was really a Nine Star Grade Nine Great Grandmaster!
Then, the Six Star Great Grandmaster Yang Dingtian would be completely helpless against him.
He would definitely die!
Because after Nine Star Great Grandmaster, there was a huge gap between each grade.
Yang Dingtian's only hope was the awakening of the Dark Mystic Flame!
Its Dark Mystic Flame had swallowed dozens of miles of Deep Sea Mystic Poison Plasma and was already extremely terrifying.
No matter what method he used, he had to awaken the Dark Mystic Flame. This was Yang Dingtian's only hope!
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