Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 684 693: Life and Death Crisis! (61st update!)

Ye Ling could clearly feel that the power contained within this second crescent moon far surpassed the first one!

With a whoosh, Ye Ling's wrist vibrated as the terrifying Primal Sword Embryo made a frenzied slash, and he charged forward with a leap.

With a puchi, the huge crescent moon was directly cleaved in half, and Ye Ling's figure hovered in midair, holding the sword like a Sword God, invincible among all living beings!

But just then, the third crescent moon ca crashing down with a bang, striking right on Ye Ling's chest.

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, Ye Ling had just shattered the second crescent moon when the third one had already co smashing down, leaving him utterly unable to defend.

The crescent moon plumted from the midair with a rumbling thunder, carrying a terrifying aura as if it were going to set the entire space ablaze, and crashed down fiercely!

With a loud boom, Ye Ling was slamd to the ground, feeling as if even one of his ribs had broken, with his mouth filled with the taste of blood.

However, at that mont, a terrifying, brilliant light flashed across Ye Ling's eyes, as resplendent as shooting stars, yet it carried a horrifying murderous intent.

In the sky, a series of massive tremors sounded as six terrifying beams of light furiously hamred down toward Ye Ling, the six crescent moons striking at once, even fracturing space itself.

"No! Ye Ling, get the hell up!"

The Heavenly Emperor roared furiously not far away, seeing Ye Ling on the ground being severely struck and injured, he bellowed loudly, repelling an opponent who was clinging to him with one palm, desperate to co to the rescue, but the enemies would not bow to his wishes.

On another battlefield, Bai Feng too was roaring wildly, his claw ferociously crushing the chest bones of a powerful enemy, but then he was entangled tightly by two others. Bai Feng went crazy, completely insane.

Grey auras even began to waft from his white-gold fur, the presence of destruction, silence, representing the terrifying aura of slaughter.

With a roar, Bai Feng bellowed furiously, a mark slowly appearing on his forehead, growing ever brighter, the legacy of the Chaos Divine Beast. Bai Feng's rage had ignited the inheritance of his race.

With a thunderous rumble, and just then, crescent moons plumted down one after another, Ye Ling was pinned to the ground, his eyes bulging and his body trembling continuously.

Spewing out another mouthful of blood, Ye Ling's breath felt sowhat feeble. This Divine Skill was too strong, to the extent that Ye Ling had no power to block it.

But he couldn't fail. If he were to fail, Bai Feng would die too, not to ntion bringing disaster upon the Heavenly Emperor—he simply couldn't afford to fail!

Ye Ling at that mont was like a living target, being ruthlessly sprayed by a heavy machine gun with all barrels blazing, his body shaking continuously, subjected to the most powerful challenge he had ever faced.

This challenge was a test of life and death; the fifth crescent moon struck Ye Ling, his chest burst open upon impact, a bloody blur of flesh and bone.

Ye Ling's consciousness seed to grow unclear, and at this precarious mont, it felt as though he was at great risk. Yes, the powers within him were still trendously formidable, the nine Great Divine Infants still vibrant with life.

But he was being overwhelmingly suppressed, with not even a sliver of strength to resist, continuously bombarded.

"I can't die. If I die, everything ends—my family, my friends, Bai Feng, the Heavenly Emperor, my woman, and my children!"

Suddenly, Ye Ling's eyes widened, shining brilliantly. That's right, he had children—he couldn't die. He had four children, three of whom were yet unborn!

How could he die? If he died, what would beco of his children, his parents, his mother—he couldn't die!

"I can't die—get out of my way!"

Ye Ling lay on the ground, howling manically as his arms shook violently, a mouthful of fresh blood spewed out, and a terrifying aura, as if it ca from the Nine Nether Hell itself, instantly filled his body.

This power was an unprecedented aura of destruction; Ye Ling had gone mad, completely lost in madness. He had to get up; he had to slaughter the goat-bearded man in front of him—it was his only goal.

"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Ye Ling roared wildly as his body, amidst the barrage of explosions, slowly rose to his feet. His chest was a blur, but his eyes shone with a frightening brightness.

"You must die, you must die, no one shall be spared today, all must die, die!"

Ye Ling bellowed in rage. Boom, he stood up, and another crescent moon slamd into him. Yet, this terrifying attack was instantly enveloped by the dread aura emanating from his body.

The next mont, the crescent moon eerily vanished. The goat-bearded man was thoroughly stunned. What kind of monster was this, what was happening? He knew his own attack.

This Moonfall from the Nine Heavens was almost his strongest blow in this life, but why? Why did it suddenly disappear, and more so after hitting Ye Ling?

No one knew, only Ye Ling did; the terrifying Nine Nether Emperor Technique went berserk, as if crazed, and devoured this horrid force, then nourished himself with it.

Rumble rumble, the eighth crescent moon slamd viciously onto Ye Ling's chest, still devoured, leaving no trace as if it were a clay ox entering the sea, not stirring a single ripple.

The ninth crescent moon fell with insane fury, and as it descended, it seed to light up the entire world!

The goat-bearded man's face twisted hideously. No, he had to make a move; this bastard was too bizarre. Since his Divine Skills had vanished, then let him, end Ye Ling's life.

"Dharma Seal of Life and Death, one seal determines life and death!"

Roar, the goat-bearded man made his move, his hands forming Dharma Seals, threads of dreadful power quietly coming to life in his hands.

The ninth crescent moon, without any surprise, smashed onto Ye Ling's chest. This final terrifying blow shook Ye Ling's whole body. He could no longer stand immovable but stumbled back eight steps.

Puh, with every step, a mouthful of blood, Ye Ling's complexion suddenly turned deathly pale. At this mont, he felt as if a terrifying aura was burning inside him, relentlessly corroding his organs.

However, the mont Ye Ling steadied himself, suddenly, a palm slamd heavily onto his chest.

Ye Ling looked down at the palm imprint on his chest, drip drip, blood fell to the ground.

The goat-bearded man laughed savagely; with this palm, Ye Ling was certain to die!

Thump thump, Ye Ling's chest burst open explosively, yet instead of falling back, his body shook wildly, and in his eyes surged a fierce light of murder.

The goat-bearded man looked up to et Ye Ling's eyes and felt a sudden shock in his heart, a sense of boundless terror as if he were an ordinary man amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Go to hell!"

Roar!

Ye Ling bellowed in frenzy, and from within him, a boundless aura burst forth completely!