Hearing this sudden voice, Fang Yu's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he looked up to the sky.

The hole in the air still exists.

The thick voice came from all directions, unable to determine the specific direction.

But Fang Yu didn't care, but turned his gaze to the body that was blasted into the distance.

"Boom..."

The body slammed into the ground, and a roar erupted.

Fang Yu felt awe-inspiring and rushed forward.

"Wow!"

He quickly came to the place where his body fell, and saw...weak Lin Batian.

From the look in the eyes, breath, and expression... it can be confirmed that this is the real Lin Batian, not a duplicate!

"cough……"

Lin Batian vomited a mouthful of blood, extremely weak.

But when he saw Fang Yu, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Meeting in this situation...It's not my intention, Lao Fang."

Seeing Lin Batian's appearance, Fang Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and blood faintly glowed.

He squatted down and put his right hand on Lin Batian's chest.

He could feel the chaotic aura in Lin Batian's body before he released his divine sense.

And Fang Yu's previous punch also caused heavy damage to Lin Batian.

The moment he punched, the duplicate was replaced with the real Lin Batian.

And Fang Yu's fist blasted, even if he wanted to retract it, he couldn't fully retract it.

"I'm fine, so I just punched it." Lin Batian said.

"Sorry, I should have been more cautious." Fang Yu said, and a burst of white light was released from his right hand, covering Lin Batian's body.

"Are you sure you want to save him? Fang Yu."

At this time, the deep voice rang from all directions again, deafening.

Fang Yu had no expression on his face, completely ignored this voice, and continued to heal Lin Batian.

"Essentially, there is no difference between him and that copy. The copy you see can actually be regarded as his deity. He has been swallowed by the power of darkness and is about to fully merge with the land of death. You can't stop this. Everything." said the thick voice.

Fang Yu remained unmoved.

Some obvious injuries on Lin Batian's body quickly recovered.

However, there are many traces of chains left on his body, but they cannot be eliminated for a long time.

Compared to the Lin Batian he had seen before, Lin Batian at this moment was much more emaciated and weak.

And the reason for this is probably inseparable from the voice that is speaking.

"Who is this noisy guy?" Fang Yu asked, frowning slightly.

Lin Batian sighed, and said, "As you can see, he is an annoying fellow. It is the will of the Land of Death Omen."

"The Will of the Land of Death..." Fang Yu asked with his eyes moving slightly, "Then, he created this world too?"

"Yeah." Lin Batian replied, "This is the world it created to devour."

"Swallow?" Fang Yu was a little puzzled.

"The longer you stay here, the more blurred your mind will be. Until the end...the whole body is out of control, and the consciousness follows its control." Lin Batian took a deep breath and said, "The cultivator here thinks he is While absorbing aura, in fact... but slowly being swallowed by the will of the Omen of Death..."

Fang Yu frowned.

Judging from Lin Batian's statement, this small world was created by the will of the Land of Omen.

Then the blue energy contained in it naturally comes from the will of the Land of Death Omen.

In other words, the will of the Land of Omen is the Holy Court itself? Or belong to the holy courtyard?

So... How many years has the Land of Omens existed? How many years has the Will of the Land of Death Omen existed? The Will of the Land of Death Omen decided to do so, did it receive instructions from the Holy Court?

"As far as I know, this small world has existed for a long time. In fact, many top monks from the Void Abyss realm have entered this place before, but... they all can't escape the fate of being swallowed." Lin Ba Tianshen Lu said solemnly, "As for the batch you killed just now, it hasn't been long since entered this place."

"Where are the devoured monks?" Fang Yu asked.

"Those monks..." Lin Batian shook his head slightly, looked up at the sky, and said with cold eyes, "Only the will of the Land of Death Omen knows where they are going."

"In the entire Xuanyuan Realm, what I value most is you two. You are the two best human monks in the Xuanyuan Realm. I have swallowed so many cultivators before. No one is better than you."

At this time, the voice of the will of the Land of Death Omen sounded again.

Its voice is like a mixture of thousands and tens of thousands of voices, both deep and weird.

"Well, no matter what... we have to get rid of this will first, this guy is already crazy." Lin Batian said.

At this moment, Lin Batian's injuries were still very serious.

"Let me come, you have a rest." Fang Yu said.

"No...With me, this battle may be easier." Lin Batian took a breath and said, "This guy still has weaknesses."

As he said, Lin Batian smiled bitterly again, and said, "Damn, when did Lin Batian suffer from such a loss, such an embarrassed appearance... I just happened to be seen by the Lao Fang. It's really uncomfortable."

"You are being harmed by power beyond the plane." Fang Yu said, "As soon as such power appears, it is already cheating, not a problem of your strength."

"What you said is true. If it hadn't been for the moment when it was teleported here, the soul would have been bound by the Land of Death Omen, I would have overturned this place long ago." Lin Batian gritted his teeth and said cruelly.

"Swallow the two of you, and I can become a god! I will become a **** here, crushing all beings!"

The Will of the Land of Death Omen spoke again, with a louder voice~lightnovelpub.net~ Fang Yu released his hand and stood up.

Lin Batian gritted his teeth and then stood up.

The two looked up to the sky, murderous.

"You do it with me, it's tantamount to a praying man's arm as a car! I will crush you!"

The voice of the will in the land of omen shook the sky.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the world is shaking violently!

Fang Yu and Lin Batian looked at each other, their bodies flashed and rushed to the sky.

In the distance, Tong Wushuang's eyes were full of shock, his figure flashed, and he retreated.

At this moment, she knew she couldn't help much.

She can only protect herself as much as possible!

"Lin Batian, are you sure...you want to fight me!?"

At this moment, the will of the Land of Death Omen in the sky was a bit strange, asked.

Lin Batian had no expression on his face, his eyes were cold, and he said, "You have let me out. I should have expected that I would choose this way."

"Your choice... is stupid."

The will of the Land of Death Omen is cold.

"Wow!"

In the next second, a black light flashed out.

The copy of Lin Batian...appears again!

But this time, his target was no longer Fang Yu, but Lin Batian's deity!

The battle between the deity and the replica!

"You are far inferior to me now!"

The copy appeared in front of Lin Batian, holding a pitch-black dagger in his hand, grinning.

Lin Batian squinted slightly, raised his right palm, and suddenly patted his chest.

"boom!"