"Old ghost, are you ready for the poisonous liquid of the Ten Thousand Poisons Purifying Black Ginseng?" Ling Dong's voice was extremely urgent, but it also contained an extremely shocking coldness!
Mountain God Yin Kang's voice came from the Myriad Stars House. "I'm ready. You have to consider it carefully! If you use this move, it will be an irreconcilable grudge! "
Ling Dong unhappily scolded Mountain God Yin Kang, "You're so wishy-washy! Right now, it's already an irreconcilable grudge. It's my grudge against them, not theirs against me! Give me the poisonous liquid of the Ten Thousand Poisons Purifying Black Ginseng! "
"F * ck you! Do you want to die? You can't touch the poisonous liquid of the Ten Thousand Poisons Purifying Black Ginseng. Only I can use a trace of my divine power and use a secret technique to deal with it. Otherwise, even if you have the Ten Thousand Poisons Purifying Black Ginseng, you won't be able to use it! You're lucky today! "Yin Kang scolded as he looked at Ling Dong's mangled back.
Finally, Yin Kang added, "Let me out!"
With a thought, a black shadow appeared on the roof of Ling Dong's house. It shrank and climbed onto Ling Dong's shoulder.
"Chase! We definitely can't let them go! "Behind Ling Dong, Ying Kui was shouting himself hoarse, his old face flushed red. The Ying Clan's army, which had been abnormally chaotic earlier, had now gathered into a black mass of troops, chasing after Ling Dong and Ying Kui crazily.
Because of their cultivation, Ying Kui, Ying Feiluo, and the other Star Monarchs all took the lead and chased at the very front. As they chased, Ying Feiluo's voice rang out in the Sea of Consciousness of those Star Monarchs.
"Don't fight them head-on. Especially avoid that middle-aged cultivator. That middle-aged cultivator is very strange. He only has a method of burning people. Listen to my orders later. Today, we'll exhaust them to death even if we have to! Otherwise, this will be a big joke! "
Ying Feiluo gritted his teeth and roared the last sentence. Today's battle had caused such a huge commotion. Without a doubt, not to mention those within a radius of a thousand miles, even those within a radius of three to four thousand miles were alarmed.
Not to mention the nearby cultivators, even some powerful existences had already seen this from afar. If the Taihō Palace couldn't deal with these two fellows, then the Taihō Palace's reputation would be swept to the ground. Even the Ying Family's status in Chang Province would be shaken.
Not only that, in the eyes of Ying Feiluo, who was like a Heavenly Son, this matter would make him a laughingstock, especially to the nearby rival Tenmu Temple.
He was one of the top existences in the younger generation. He was even comparable to the older generation's Blue Clothed You Luo. If he couldn't take down these two with such a big lineup, then he would lose a lot of face.
However, although he was gnashing his teeth in anger, Ying Feiluo still had his reason. He didn't lose his mind because of anger.
Following Ying Kui and Ying Feiluo's orders, the nearly nine hundred cultivators of the Tenmu Temple who still had the ability to fight madly chased after Ling Dong and the Divine Clone, who were fleeing in front, like a black cloud.
Furthermore, as time went on, the dozen or so Star Monarch Realm cultivators at the front, who had been replenished from the surrounding cultivators, were getting closer and closer to Ling Dong and the middle-aged cultivator (Divine Body Clone).
The dim light in Ying Feiluo's eyes became brighter and brighter. A hundred breaths, at most a hundred breaths, they would be able to catch up to Ling Dong. After his thorough consideration, he already had a plan to deal with these two cultivators.
"Hey, why did those two fellows stop? Why is there a black shadow on that fellow's shoulder? " The cautious white-haired Ying Kui looked at Ling Dong who had suddenly stopped in front of him and frowned.
Ying Feiluo made a hand gesture and said, "Let the Wu Army behind surround them from a distance!"
Before Ying Feiluo finished speaking, a Star Monarch cultivator beside him suddenly sniffed. Then, his expression suddenly became unhappy.
At the same time, Ling Dong and the Divine Clone, who were fleeing, came to a sudden stop. The wind stirred up caused the wind that blew past Ling Dong's ears to become chaotic.
Out of thin air, a blackish-grey liquid suddenly appeared in front of Ling Dong. It was wrapped in a layer of extremely faint yellow-green light. What was worse was that even the extremely faint yellow-green light was being dissolved by the black liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What was even stranger was that Ling Dong and the Divine Clone retreated slightly. Their bodies surged with the most complete protective aura, which completely wrapped around Ling Dong like an eggshell.
At the same time, Ling Dong and his God Body clone had cut off their breathing through their ears, noses, and mouths.
"Disperse!"
The instant the Divine Soul Sound Transmission exploded, the blackish-grey light was suddenly released. Ling Dong flew back and gently pushed out with his palm. In his palm, dozens of whirlpools of energy had been skillfully gathered by Ling Dong and instantly rushed into the blackish-grey liquid.
The moment the dozens of whirlpools of energy rushed into the blackish-grey liquid, the energy that surged out instantly turned the blackish-grey liquid into a thin layer of black mist that enveloped it from top to bottom.
A gentle breeze blew past. The thin layer of blackish-grey mist that could still be seen with the naked eye suddenly scattered into the air and disappeared without a trace.
In the air, a strange and unpleasant smell quickly spread downwards. The comfortable and pleasant breeze had now become the most terrifying invisible killer!
Looking at the black mass of Taihō Palace martial artists who were chasing after him relentlessly, Ling Dong's gaze sharpened. He quickly retreated and took out the weakest martial technique he had learned in the Tiangang Continent — Wind Splitting Palm!
In the hands of Ling Dong, who was at the Eighth Level of the Constellation Realm, even the simplest martial technique would become extremely terrifying!
He sent out a few palm strikes. The gentle breeze that had been brushing against his face suddenly turned into a raging gale. It whistled and rushed toward the black mass of people at a terrifying speed.
The sudden increase in speed and the whistling gale instantly collided with the Taihō Palace martial artists who were chasing after him at an extreme speed.
Ying Kui, who was the fastest, couldn't help but sniffle. "Huh? Where did this strange smell come from?"
At the same time, the Celestial Monarch martial artist beside Ying Feiluo who had a more sensitive nose also said doubtfully, "That's right. It smells so bad. It's so pungent …" The instant this Celestial Monarch martial artist finished speaking, black Qi suddenly surged to his face. His eyes suddenly became filled with terror.
"There's poison …"
Before the word "poison" could be finished, this Celestial Monarch martial artist's eyes widened. His entire body fell toward the ground like a dead fish.
Ying Feiluo and Ying Kui's eyes suddenly became filled with terror. Almost instinctively, Ying Feiluo and Ying Kui stopped breathing at the same time. At the same time, Ying Feiluo used his great magical power to directly roar out his voice from his abdomen, "There's poison. Stop breathing!"
When he finished speaking, Ying Feiluo's eyes suddenly became abnormally fearful. This was because he saw his granduncle Ying Kui's face rapidly turning black.
At this moment, countless tiny holes had already appeared on his granduncle's protective aura. The instant Ying Kui fell, his skin had already started to fester!
Ying Feiluo instantly realized something. He sent out a palm strike. Looking at the tiny holes that had opened up on his protective aura, he suddenly had a thought. He suddenly shot toward the sky. His Divine Thought spread out like water, and Ying Feiluo instantly realized something!
"Fly! Fly to the sky! The sky is safe!" Ying Feiluo roared wildly.
However, looking at the Taihō Palace martial artists who were falling to the ground like dumplings, Ying Feiluo's eyes suddenly became filled with terror.
The black brilliance around him crazily extended downward like tentacles. It grabbed the few Celestial Monarch martial artists who were still in doubt and lifted them to the temporarily safe sky where he was.
However, what made Ying Feiluo extremely sad was that the faces of four of the six Celestial Monarch martial artists he grabbed had already turned black when he grabbed them. The moment he let go, the four of them had already fallen to the ground like dead fish. Their vitality was rapidly disappearing from their bodies!
"What kind of poison is this? You guys are so poisonous!" Ying Feiluo suddenly pointed at Ling Dong's divine body and shouted with a fierce expression. "Granduncle!"
Ying Kui, who was extremely arrogant and wanted to kill Ling Dong a moment ago, had already fallen to the ground. In Ying Feiluo's eyes, half of his granduncle's corpse had already melted into water.
Not only did the corpse melt into water, even his Star Soul didn't escape. This made Ying Feiluo extremely distressed!
In other words, Ying Feiluo's pain at this moment could no longer be described by the word 'pain'!
Looking at the martial artists of Great Sun Palace who were struggling to fly up into the air and then falling down like dead fish, he was powerless to do anything. Ying Feiluo felt as if his mouth and nose were covered. An indescribable suffocating pain quickly filled his entire body!
"Ah … No matter who you are, I'll definitely kill your soul in this life!" Ying Feiluo's roar was as mournful as an old ape crying blood.
The moment he roared, Ying Feiluo took a strange step. The black brilliance around his body suddenly rushed out. Following his strange step and spell, the space around him trembled violently as if there was an earthquake. The four martial artists who were lucky enough to survive beside him were so shocked that they quickly moved aside.
"Nether Net Destruction!"
The moment the halberd was pointed out, a brilliance like a black dragon suddenly rushed toward Ling Dong and his divine body. Wherever it passed, cracks appeared in the void.
"Puff!" At the same time, Ying Feiluo's face turned pale again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Ling Dong and his divine body's doppelgänger widened their eyes again, staring at the Taihō Palace martial artists who were falling to the ground like dumplings.
In a dozen or so breaths of time, of the nearly nine hundred Great Sun Palace martial practitioners, only a few were left standing in the air. They could be counted with two hands.
The most terrible thing was that the poisoned martial artists seemed to have even destroyed their Star Souls!
"Old Ghost, the poisonous liquid of the Purifying Mysterious Ginseng is too terrifying!" Ling Dong opened his eyes wide, staring at the Taihō Palace martial artists who had died in an instant with a face full of disbelief.
Mountain God Yin Kang, who was lying on Ling Dong's shoulder, angrily scolded Ling Dong. "F * ck your uncle. I told you before. Once this move is used, it will be a death grudge! Also, if you want to die, just stay here and stare blankly! "
The moment Yin Kang's voice fell, Ling Dong screamed strangely. Ling Dong's divine body's doppelgänger suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Dong. Then, like a meteor chasing after the moon, they hurriedly fled into the distance.
The power that could destroy space also arrived in an instant. No one noticed that under the terrifying black brilliance, there was a faintly discernible black line. It was like a snake, following Ling Dong and his divine body's doppelgänger through the destroyed space! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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