Even if he lost all his soul power fighting for Li Lingge, he would just be back to square one.

The other side.

Minglu Immortal Lord stared at Li Lingge closely, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even stronger than Li Lingge's.

Because of Li Lingge, he lost all face in Jiuli Realm and Tianwaitian.

Such a great shame and humiliation can only be washed away by grinding Li Lingge's bones and scattering his ashes, and annihilating the entire family.

The last time, his clone was killed by Li Lingge because of carelessness.

Who would have thought that a mere emperor of the Jiuli Realm could comprehend the sword arts of both the human and demon races at the same time.

He even used the conflict between the two Dao essences to strike out a sword with power far beyond the Emperor Realm.

This time he came in his true form, and even if Li Lingge swung that sword again, he couldn't hurt him.

"Li Lingge, if you are willing to kneel down and commit suicide to apologize, this emperor can let your entire clan die a quick death."

Facing the arrival of the true form of Minglu Immortal Lord, Li Lingge clenched the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand with a solemn expression.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the sword trembling slightly, as if resonating with his heartbeat.

At the same time, the two sword auras hidden in his body began to slowly change like awakened dragons.

These two auras, one comes from the human world and contains the aura of the red dust.

The other one came from the demon world, with a hint of coldness and gloom.

They should have repelled each other, but at this moment, under the guidance of Li Lingge, they approached each other and intertwined.

Li Lingge knew very well that using his current strength to compete with Minglu Xianjun was like hitting a rock with an egg, but retreat had never been his character.

Since it is difficult to win by head-on confrontation, the only way is to find ways to improve one's own strength.

"Clang!"

There was a crisp sound of metal friction, and Li Lingge suddenly drew out the Xuanyuan Sword from his waist without hesitation, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the sky.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and lightning and thunder flashed.

As he drew his sword, the two-world sword energy in his body began to spin wildly as if it had been strongly stimulated.

In a flash, two huge shadows, one black and one white, suddenly appeared around him as if born from chaos.

The two phantoms covered an area of ​​a thousand miles, emitting a terrifying and heart-pounding pressure.

Li Lingge stood steadily in the center of the Tai Chi Yin-Yang pattern composed of black and white shadows, like a god who controlled the cycle of life and death of all things in the world.

As the sun and the moon rotated, two huge shadows, one black and one white, began to gradually merge together.

They entangled and penetrated each other, the black shadow gradually devoured the white part, and the white shadow was not to be outdone and merged the black part.

For a moment, it was impossible to tell who was devouring whom between black and white.

Shangguan Yourong, who had been observing from the side, was shocked when he saw this scene.

She widened her beautiful eyes, her face filled with horror.

"He...he actually wanted to merge the sword dao essences of the two worlds? How is this possible?!"