After he finished speaking, Jing Ye glanced around in front of him and found that there was no sign of the ugly woman Rong Zheng.

Jing Ye was skeptical and continued, "Ugly girl, if you heard what I said, please come out. I am here to seek peace. All the grudges we had in Tongtianyuan are gone. How about I cooperate with you to kill the Earth Spirit?"

He deliberately softened his tone, hoping to lure Yun Zheng out.

He took a step forward, looking around, but still did not see the ugly woman Rong Zheng. However, he found the footprints she left behind.

The last footprints fell on the sand in the corner.

Jing Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and stepped forward to check.

The next moment, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes suddenly fell on the vortex of white mist not far away. It was likely that the ugly girl Rong Zheng had entered a certain space through this entrance.

Jing Ye walked towards the vortex of white mist, then raised his hand towards the white mist, but was blocked by an insurmountable barrier.

"Why can't I get in?" Jing Ye frowned suddenly.

He didn't believe it and raised his hand towards the white mist again. This time, the vortex of white mist directly blasted his hand back, paralyzing it.

A hint of coldness flashed across Jing Ye's handsome face, as if he was a little embarrassed and annoyed about this. He immediately gathered up a surging force and slammed it hard towards the location of the white mist vortex.

boom!

The vortex of white mist was slightly dispersed, but the force quickly rebounded and attacked Jing Ye's chest fiercely.

With a 'bang', Jing Ye was knocked back a few steps and his face turned pale for a moment.

Jing Ye's eyes became more and more gloomy. He didn't believe that he couldn't enter this broken space. No matter whether it was in heaven or on earth, no one or anything could stop him from going anywhere he wanted.

Jing Ye looked up, and his deep dark purple eyes were instantly revealed.

The magic power in his body surged, and he exuded a strong black demonic aura. The surrounding spiritual plants were almost crushed in half by this pressure, obviously unable to withstand the powerful aura he unleashed.

No matter how weak Jing Ye is, he is still a soul of the Supreme Demon God. With the pressure of his bloodline, no god in the divine world can match him.

Jing Ye was counterattacked by the Golden Buddha Temple last night, and he was very confused and puzzled about this. There was actually a spiritual creature that could resist his pressure.

Jing Ye's gaze fell on the vortex of white mist.

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