In the same way, presumably Di Yihun can also guess that the strong in the underground palace will also hide in the dark.
No one on either side would act rashly. This time, it was Tuoba Qingyun and Di Yihun who were testing each other.
“I’m here, so let Tianchenyu go!” Di Yihun said in a hoarse voice, indifferently.
He knew that since Tuoba Qingyun returned, he must have suppressed Tianchenyu.
Although Tianchenyu is powerful, he is definitely not Tuoba Qingyun’s opponent.
“It’s okay to let it go, tell me, is Qin Yun a split soul?” Tuoba Qingyun’s gaze was fixed on Di Yihun’s eyes, as if to see what Di Yihun was thinking.
“Yes or no, what does it matter to you?” Di Yihun said with a calm expression, Gu Jing without a wave.
Hearing this, Tuoba Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment of silence, he burst out laughing.
This statement is reasonable, Qin Yun killed his nephew Tuoba Lumeng, already the death of the palace.
Even if Qin Yu is not a soul splitter, their palace will try their best to find Qin Yu and kill him.
Therefore, no matter whether Qin Yu is a soul-split or not, they must find Qin Yu.
“So, let Tianchenyu go!” Di Yihun said in a deep voice, he knew that the other party understood what he meant.
Tuoba Qingyun remained silent, Tianchenyu was indeed of little use to him, and he would definitely let it go.
Compared with Tianchenyu, it is more important to find out the details of Emperor Yihun.
“Di Yihun, the outcome between us may be revealed today!”
Tuoba Qingyun said in a deep voice, after saying that, with a wave of his sleeve, Tianchenyu’s figure appeared, and he was thrown thousands of miles away.
Tianchenyu regained his freedom, his complexion was slightly gloomy, and he looked at Di Yihun and Tuoba Qingyun with some doubts.
“Tianchenyu, step back!” Di Yihun waved his hand to Tianchenyu, since he came today, he will naturally not give up the opportunity.
As long as Tuoba Qingyun can be suppressed, he will soar into the sky and no one can stop him.
Of course, the premise is that under the rescue of the strong in the underground palace, they can suppress the opponent with the force of thunder.
But at this moment, Tuoba Qingyun had the same thought as Di Yihun, if he could suppress Di Yihun today, everything would be over.
Whether it is Tuoba Qingyun or Emperor Yihun, they are all extremely confident in their own strength.
This battle is a battle of fate, and it may not be a complete victory or defeat, but it will also detect the reality of each other.
Tianchenyu nodded silently, and his figure slowly drifted back, retreating more than 30,000 miles away.
In the sky, Di Yihun and Tuoba Qingyun stood tens of miles apart.
Both of them were expressionless, with slightly dignified faces. Although they were very confident, they would not underestimate each other.
Neither of them was in a hurry to make a move, time seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.
Far away, above the sky, in a cloud of white clouds, Tianjunhe, the owner of the Heavenly King Palace, and the Great Elder of the Heavenly King Palace are hidden in it, without any breath.
Their eyes were fixed on this scene, and they were already prepared.
If Di Yihun loses to Tuoba Qingyun, or Di Yihun is unable to suppress Tuoba Qingyun, they will choose the right time to take action and cooperate with Di Yihun to suppress Tuoba Qingyun in one fell swoop.
In the other direction, above the earth, the Diyuan God King and another high-ranking God King of the Earth Palace are also paying attention to Tuoba Qingyun’s soul.
The earth can’t stop their perception, and they are also ready to make a move, but now is not the time.
High in the sky, Emperor Yihun was Tuoba Qingyun, and the momentum on his body began to surge, like an erupting volcano, with majestic power, forming a chaotic airflow, smashing the void, collapsing the earth, and making the sun and the moon dark.
In the endless chaotic air current, the two remained motionless.
Swish!
In Di Yihun’s hand, a divine sword appeared, which was more than nine feet long, and the whole body was bright.
This divine sword has an incomparably sharp breath. Although it is not as good as the ultimate divine sword, it is not far behind.
In the hands of Tuoba Qingyun, a magic weapon also appeared. This magic weapon was not a conventional weapon such as a sword or a gun, but a small black tripod, emitting a heavy aura like a towering mountain.
“Take my first sword!”
Di Yihun’s voice was indifferent, and he raised the long sword in his hand high, and the sword glowed ten thousand zhang.