Leng Meng glanced disdainfully at the enemies around him and let out a sigh. His body was suddenly wrapped in a layer of black light, and he charged into a few chaotic battles on the other side of the battlefield.
Over a dozen Fiends from Cold Water City and Raging Flame City were besieging seven or eight Leng City guards.
Even though these Fiends from Cold Moon City had slightly higher cultivation bases than their enemies, they were clearly at a disadvantage.
A hint of reluctance flashed across Leng Meng's eyes as he glanced at the five trembling Ghost Batmobiles on the battlefield. Then, he jerked his head around and brandished his silver halberd. Countless silver halberd shadows shot out like a storm towards a few Fiends from Cold Water City and Raging Flame City, who were in the middle of the battle.
Of course, these Fiends didn't even have a chance to defend themselves before they were directly crushed into meat paste with a miserable wail.
Leng Meng, on the other hand, didn't stop at all. After a few flashes, he shot out in a certain direction.
Right at this moment, a fierce shout rang out in midair.
"Leng Meng, don't even think of escaping!"
A blue shadow flashed, and Lan Xu, the leader of the Cold Water City guards, flew over from an unknown place and blocked Leng Meng's path.
A fist-sized, sparkling blue bead was floating above his head.
The blue-robed man didn't seem to have activated it, but the surface of the bead suddenly radiated multicolored light. After spinning in the air, billowing blue mist rose from it, and suddenly transformed into a huge funnel-shaped blue cloud that was several hundred feet in size.
Indistinctly, there were strange talismans dancing in the cloud, and whistling sounds rang out.
Countless blue crystalline threads as thick as a thumb emerged from the cloud. They intertwined with each other and turned into a dozen thick blue tentacles, which stretched out like lightning, and madly swept towards Leng Meng.
The silver halberd in Leng Meng's hand danced wildly in the sky, and one halberd shadow after another crisscrossed, forcibly cutting all the blue tentacles in half.
However, Lan Xu wasn't angry. Instead, he changed his hand seals.
"Puff!" "Puff!"
The broken blue tentacles exploded in mid-air.
In an instant, the blue mist quickly spread and surrounded Leng Meng in the middle. Leng Meng's figure was pulled down by the blue mist. After another flash, he was dragged into the blue cloud above the giant in a blue robe without any resistance.
The blue-robed giant furrowed his brows, and a hint of uneasiness flashed through his heart.
After all, with his understanding of Leng Meng, Leng Meng wouldn't allow himself to be captured without the slightest resistance.
However, when he thought about the power of the cold cloud formed by the Hazy Cold Pearl, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He waved his hand and struck out several techniques. The blue cloud suddenly shrunk and turned into a blue cocoon.
At the next moment, the blue-robed muscular man made a gesture and flew away with the blue cocoon.
At this moment, the sound of something tearing through the air could be heard. Then, several figures flashed past.
It was the silver-robed young woman from Blazing Flame City and four or five Real Pellet State Fiends. They appeared out of nowhere and surrounded the blue-robed giant.
"Madam Yintang, what are you doing? Don't you want the five Ghost Batchariots? "The blue-robed man's eyes flashed with anger. Then, he calmed down and asked coldly.
"Elder Lan Xu, I should be the one to ask that question. Although we agreed in advance that our Raging Flame City would get five Ghost Batchariots and your Frigid Water City would get the tribute, that's based on the fact that their value is about the same. But I just received news that apart from many rare treasures, there is also a Netherworld Treasure, the Nine Underworld Child's White Plate. Could it be that Elder Lan Xu really wants to take everything for himself? "The silver-robed young woman said indifferently in a seemingly casual manner.
A hint of gloominess flashed through the blue-robed muscular man's eyes. He looked around and found that the Jin Dan Fiends of Raging Flame City were not weak. His strength was similar to the silver-robed young woman's. Then, he laughed and said, "Madam Yintang, you misunderstand me.
"Madam Yintang, you've misunderstood me. I was just afraid that Leng Meng would take advantage of the chaos to escape, so I temporarily trapped him. As for the Jiu Mingzi's White Plate in the tribute, I didn't know anything about it, let alone take everything for myself. "
"So, I'm being paranoid," the silver-robed young woman said with a hint of sarcasm on her face.
"However, even if there really is a Netherworld Treasure as Madam said, Raging Flame City still got five Ghost Batchariots. I'm afraid that they are worth nearly a million Netherstones, which is almost the same as this Netherworld Treasure." The blue-robed muscular man sighed in his heart and said lightly.
"Of course, this can be discussed. After all, Mr. Lan personally captured Leng Meng. However, the rest of the tribute must be divided equally between our two sides," the silver-robed young woman said lightly.
The blue-robed muscular man nodded. When he was about to say something, the blue cocoon in his hand suddenly made a "Crack" sound, and its surface suddenly cracked.
The muscular man was shocked. He shook his arm and was about to throw the cocoon out, but it was too late!
"Boom!" A loud sound rang out!
The cocoon suddenly exploded, and a vast expanse of blood mist rushed out at lightning speed, completely engulfing the blue-robed muscular man. A putrid stench spread in all directions.
The sudden turn of events caused the silver-robed young woman and the other Fiends' expressions to flicker drastically. Before they could react, several blood-colored figures flew out of the blood mist and pounced on a few Fiends from Raging Flame City.
The silver-robed young woman and the others hurriedly made hand seals, and their bodies lit up with various colors of light.
Bang!
The silver-robed young woman had only just lit up her protective light when she was struck by the crimson threads that shot out of the crimson figures. A powerful force surged toward her, and she was forced to take a few steps back.
Right at this moment, the blood mist violently tumbled and turned into a streak of crimson light. It rushed out of the encirclement of the silver-robed young woman and the other Fiends at an incredible speed and sped toward the east.
The crimson figures also chased after it, leaving a trail of afterimages in their wake. In the blink of an eye, they were already several thousand feet away.
By the time the silver-robed young woman and the other Fiends had stabilized themselves, the crimson light had already turned into a speck of light and disappeared into the distant horizon.
"What happened? What was that? "
The masked Fiend standing beside the silver-robed young woman asked in a grim voice.
The silver-robed young woman's expression was extremely unsightly as she gritted her teeth and said, "It was the Blood Netherworld Art. We still underestimated Leng Meng!"
"Do we give chase now?" the other Jin Dan Fiend asked tentatively.
"Leng Meng used the Blood Netherworld Art, which ranks among the top three in the Nine Hells. From the looks of it, he's already mastered it. We can't catch up to him!" the silver-robed young woman said with a bitter expression.
The other Jin Dan Fiends looked at each other, but no one said anything.
...
At the same time, about 50 kilometers to the east of where Leng Meng and the others were fighting.
Liu Ming had transformed into a grey streak of sword light that shot through the sky and disappeared into the distant horizon.
The two Jin Dan Fiends that were following closely behind him were also chasing after him.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them had covered a distance of several kilometers. At this point, there were no other Fiends in sight.
Standing on his grey flying sword, Liu Ming didn't even spare a glance at the two Fiends chasing after him. Instead, his speed fluctuated, as if he were running out of magic power. However, the look in his eyes gradually turned bone-piercingly cold.
Given how relentlessly they were chasing after him, it was clear that they weren't going to stop until they killed him.
After flying for a while longer, Liu Ming caught sight of a small valley in the distance. His heart stirred, and he turned around to take a look behind him.
Over five kilometers away, the two Fiends could still be vaguely seen as two streaks of light.
A cold light flashed through Liu Ming's eyes, and the flying sword beneath his feet shot forth toward the small valley.
The two Fiends in the distance naturally didn't hesitate in the slightest as they chased after him with all their might.
After a while, Liu Ming landed on a platform in the middle of the valley, which was filled with gravel.
Just as he was surveying his surroundings, the sound of something flying through the air suddenly rang out.
The tall Fiend and the short Fiend landed in front of and behind Liu Ming in a flash, sandwiching Liu Ming between them.
"Hahaha, why aren't you running anymore? You've made us spend so much effort, so you should just accept your death! "The tall Fiend chuckled as he held a black cymbal in each hand.
The short Fiend was still standing on his black wheel, but he was very cautious, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart at the sight of Liu Ming's calm demeanor.
However, before he had a chance to ponder the situation, the tall Fiend had already sprung into action.
He brought his hands together, and a loud clang rang out as the two black cymbal collided. Rings of black light rippled out from the center of the cymbal before transforming into a blooming black lotus in a flash. Hundreds of black blade projections shot forth from the lotus, all of which swept toward Liu Ming.
The short Fiend took a glance at the tall Fiend, and after a brief hesitation, he didn't say anything in the end. Instead, a small black club that was around a foot long appeared in his hand, and he swung it several times in front of him. Following a few explosive booms, a series of pitch-black hurricanes appeared out of thin air.
Loud rumbling sounds rang out as the black hurricanes swept toward Liu Ming with ferocious force.
A loud puffing sound rang out.
The black blade projections flashed, and several holes were left in Liu Ming's body.
Just as a look of elation appeared on the tall Fiend's face, his expression changed drastically.
That was because Liu Ming, who had been pierced by the black blade projections, was instantly dispelled by the black hurricanes. In the next instant, it was revealed that it was only an afterimage!
"Crap!"
The tall Fiend exclaimed in his heart as he immediately brought his cymbal together to form a black disk again. The disk revolved in the air as he attempted to flee.
However, it was already too late.
A blurry humanoid figure suddenly appeared in the air above him.
Immediately thereafter, a streak of yellow light shot forth from the humanoid figure's hand, within which was a fist-sized earthen yellow bead.
Light surged out of the bead in a frenzy, and the projection of a massive yellow mountain appeared in a flash. Yellow light flashed from its surface, and the black disk was completely immobilized, as if it had been sealed in place.
Immediately thereafter, the projection of the small mountain instantly swelled to around twice its original size before crashing down with devastating force.
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