My Son Yang Jian Has the Qualities of an Emperor

Chapter 165 With Heaven on the Left and Hell on the Right, What Can You Use to Fight Me?

In the seventeenth level of the underworld, the black dragons Ao Ming and Meng Xiang were waiting anxiously.

They looked nervously at the deeper dark land. From time to time, terrifying mana fluctuations came from the eighteenth level of the underworld, as if the entire world was on the verge of being shattered.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside them quietly, as light as a fallen leaf, but as fast as lightning.

Yang Ling's sudden appearance made the already tense two people instantly tense to the extreme. Meng Xiang clenched her fists subconsciously, while Ao Ming's dragon body shook, and a powerful dragon power spread out in all directions.

"It's me."

Yang Ling spoke calmly, his voice still calm.

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The dragon and the wizard breathed a sigh of relief.

Ao Ming's dragon power restrained, and Meng Xiang also loosened his fist.

"Exalted Immortal, is it really true that Hongmeng Purple Qi was born?"

Meng Xiang asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

She is still a little confused and doesn't understand what happened.

Yang Ling did not answer, but turned around and jumped on Ao Ming's dragon's back, "Quickly leave, now is not the time to explain."

Ao Ming understood, and the hundred-foot-long dragon body swayed slightly, then turned into a black lightning, carrying Yang Ling and Meng Xiang, and galloped along the Wangchuan River.

He was extremely fast, and soon he passed through four or five great worlds and arrived at the twelfth level of the underworld.

Suddenly, huge cracks appeared in the air ahead, and seven or eight Western disciples including Ksitigarbha and Mahasthamaprapta walked out of them, blocking their way.

"Why did fellow Taoist leave secretly?"

Ksitigarbha looked at Yang Ling, his eyes flashing with sharp eyes.

Yang Ling noticed that he was riding on the back of a strange beast. The beast looked very strange with its tiger head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet.

The eight achievements of these strange beasts are that truth. Listen to it.

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, knowing that the news that he had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi had probably been heard by Na Di, so he simply refused to answer and directly offered the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd.

This is the most powerful spiritual treasure in his hand, integrating offense and defense, and the soul-dispersing red sand in the gourd can also restrain the soul.

Just hearing a "boom", the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd suddenly spurted out countless soul-removing red sand, like a bright star river, rushing straight towards Jizo and the others who were blocking the road in front.

Faced with this sudden attack, the expressions of Ksitigarbha and the others changed greatly, and they hurriedly cast their respective protective spells.

The situation was such that a phantom of a vase appeared above his head, emitting immeasurable light, trying to resist the red sand that filled the sky.

Other disciples also used their own methods, unfolding magic weapons and auras one after another, trying to build a line of defense for themselves.

However, the power of the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd far exceeded their imagination. The red sand seemed to have a will of its own, cleverly bypassing their defenses and directly eroding their souls.

Just when the soul-dispersing red sand was about to erode their souls, rays of bright golden light were like the rising sun, resolving all the invading red sand.

"Om! What! What! Ba! Mi! Hum!"

Ksitigarbha muttered words, his voice was low and full of power, every word seemed to penetrate the void and shake people's hearts.

Each of the six-character mantra has its own magical power. Every time a word is recited, a dazzling light will bloom all over the body, forming layers of invisible barriers to block the flying red sand that scatters souls.

Jizo smiled slightly, and his body grew larger and larger in the light, like an unshakable mountain. He stretched out a big hand and grabbed Yang Ling like it covered the sky and the sun.

The palm contained endless power, and it seemed that it was going to capture Yang Ling alive.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ling knew that if he entangled with Ksitigarbha, he would be held back by these Western disciples, wasting precious time, and the chance of escape would be even slimmer.

Thinking like this, with a thought in his mind, the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd once again burst out with a brighter light, and countless soul-removing red sands gathered into a red torrent, forcefully rushing away from Ksitigarbha's big hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ao Ming swayed, carried Yang Ling and Meng Xiang, rushed through the siege of Ksitigarbha and the others, and fled directly.

Seeing the situation, he quickly tried to catch up, but was stopped by Ksitigarbha.

"Brother, why are you stopping me?" Da Shizhi looked anxiously and looked at Ji Zang in confusion and asked.

"What can you do if you catch up with him? He has many spiritual treasures on his body, and he also has great magical powers. There is no way we can stop him."

A deep light flashed in Ksitigarbha's eyes, and he said slowly: "Besides, he is a disciple of the Human Cult. If we kill him, it may not be easy to explain in the future.

But fortunately, it's not just us who are anxious now, but also Zi Zai Tianbo Shun and the others. "

He understood the situation and said, "Senior brother, what do you mean, let them take action first?"

"These guys from the Asura Cult are each more crazy than the last. Even if they know that Yang Ling is a disciple of the Human Cult, I'm afraid they won't care..."

As Ksitigarbha spoke, he looked thoughtfully into the distance, "We just delayed the time. I guess Zi Zai Tianbo Xun and the others will be able to catch up with Yang Ling in time, right?"

The dragon body of the black dragon Ao Ming was swimming upstream in the Wangchuan River. The current was nothing more than an insignificant obstacle to him, and his speed was not much slower than before.

Although Meng Xiang is the weakest in Taoism, because he has no soul, he is not afraid of the erosion of the Wangchuan River.

At this time, they were traveling through the Wangchuan River, and they could effectively avoid the search of spiritual thoughts, which could be said to be a hundred benefits without any harm.

They traveled smoothly all the way and soon arrived at the tenth level of the underworld.

But after arriving here, they found that the Wangchuan River in front of them had already been cut off by a terrifying force!

The dark red river water surged up to the dim sky, raising huge waves, like a majestic mountain.

Zizai Tian Bo Xun and Shiva stood on the top of the peak. Their eyes were cold, like two insurmountable walls, firmly blocking Yang Ling and his men's way.

Yang Ling's heart sank slightly, and when he found that there were only the two of them, he relaxed again.

Apparently his previous strategy was still somewhat effective, at least it delayed the other two Heavenly Demon Kings.

Now the only ones blocking the way were Zizai Tian Bo Xun and Shiva, as well as Dizang and others who might be hiding in the dark and eyeing them covetously.

He took a deep breath and put Ao Ming and Meng Xiang into the Wanli Mountain and River Map.

Neither Ao Ming nor Meng Xiang were qualified to intervene in this battle. Facing the existence of the Daluo Jinxian level, they could not even withstand a single blow.

Then, he activated the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, and countless soul-dispersing red sands rushed towards Zizai Tian Po Xun and Shiva like a red torrent, carrying the power to destroy everything.

The next moment, a huge Sky Demon Mirror slowly emerged in the void behind Shiva.

The mirror surface was glowing with a faint black light, as if it could swallow all the light.

Just as the soul-dispersing red sand was about to touch Shiva, the light of the Sky Demon Mirror flashed, and all the attacks were like touching an invisible barrier, and were all turned back, rushing towards Yang Ling with a more ferocious attitude.

Zizai Tian Po Xun flashed, like a wild beast that had broken free, carrying a monstrous pressure, and punched Yang Ling.

This punch was so powerful that the entire space made a deafening explosion because of the pressure of this force, as if even the void was about to be pierced by this punch.

Yang Ling's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity. He knew that this attack was not to be underestimated, but he did not retreat.

At this moment, his body seemed to have turned into an immovable mountain, and he swung his fist towards Zizai Tian Boxun's fist.

"Bang!" A loud noise seemed to shake the heaven and earth.

At the moment when the two fists collided, a dazzling light burst out, and the space seemed to be distorted.

However, as the aftermath of the collision dissipated, Yang Ling's figure continued to retreat. The void under his feet shattered, and every step he took created a bottomless black hole. He retreated tens of thousands of feet before he barely stabilized his body.

And when he looked at Zizai Tian Boxun again, although he was also blown away by his fist, he only retreated about a thousand feet.

This shows that although the two people's strength is close, Zizai Tian Boxun is still better.

Yang Ling frowned, obviously not expecting that Zizai Tian Boxun's strength is so strong, even if he goes all out, he can only tie with him.

After stabilizing his body, Zizai Tian Boxun was even more surprised, staring at Yang Ling in shock, and said in a deep voice: "Looking at your soul fluctuations, you are just a golden immortal, why do you have such power?"

Yang Ling ignored it, his eyes swept between Shiva and Zizai Tian Boxun, and he quickly thought about the next countermeasures in his mind.

Zizai Tian Boxun saw this and did not ask any more questions. His figure flashed again, and he rushed towards Yang Ling like a peerless Shura, obviously wanting to end the battle as soon as possible to avoid more trouble.

At this moment, a figure like a water-cutting appeared across the sky.

It was a tall and fit woman, her movements were extremely fast, and she was in front of Zizai Tian Boxun in almost the blink of an eye.

With a slight sound, the woman suddenly raised her leg and kicked Zizai Tian Boxun in the abdomen.

With a loud bang, Zizai Tian Boxun's huge body was kicked out like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the mountain wall in the distance, breaking rocks and raising dust.

Yang Ling widened his eyes and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared. She was wearing a tight combat suit, which outlined her toned body in a perfect shape, showing her heroic figure.

Her eyes flashed with a sharp light, and her face was cold and indifferent, giving people a sense of wild and strong beauty, as if she was a female war god from an ancient legend.

Zizai Tian Boxun climbed out of the mountain wall with difficulty, his face full of shock and fear.

When he saw the person coming, a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and then he exclaimed: "Jiufeng Great Witch!"

It turned out that she was the famous Jiufeng Great Witch in the ancient witch clan!

The great witches of the witch clan are all powerful.

And Jiufeng is the best among the great witches, and the only survivor!

Her strength is unfathomable, and she can even challenge the Quasi-Saints. Therefore, even a Daluo Jinxian-level existence like Zizai Tian Boxun would feel the same as seeing her ancestors when seeing her.

It is said that the reason why the Asuras have been staying in the Netherworld Blood Sea is because the land was originally occupied by the Wus, and the Asuras dare not fight with the Wus!

After learning the identity of the woman, Yang Ling was suddenly slightly happy.

The Wus have no Yuanshen, so the Hongmeng Purple Qi is of no use to the Wus like Jiufeng. At this moment, she can rush to the rescue, most likely to obey the order of Hou Tu Niangniang.

I saw Jiufeng Great Wu coldly looking at Zizai Tian Boxun, with a flash of disdain in his eyes: "Are you Asuras trying to invade my underworld?"

Zizai Tian Boxun's face changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "We are here only for this Jinxian, and have nothing to do with fellow Taoists, please don't meddle in other people's business!"

Before he finished speaking, Jiufeng Great Witch said coldly: "What a joke! This is the underworld, my mother-in-law's territory. You guys are making trouble here, but you dare to accuse me of meddling in my own business... Who gave you the courage!"

After saying that, she tore apart the space and appeared directly in front of Zizai Tianboxun. She kicked him away with one kick. Then she flashed in front of Shiva and kicked him away with the same kick.

Because her speed was so fast, the three people present had no time to react. By the time they saw her movements clearly, Zi Zi Tian Bo Xun and Shiva had already flown out.

Jiufeng Great Witch's eyes fell on Yang Ling, and her voice was cold and direct: "Let's go, the empress asked me to take you to Pingxin Palace."

Yang Ling's heart moved, and he was about to nod in agreement. Suddenly, a strong sense of oppression swept over him, shaking his mind.

He looked up and saw a brilliant sword light piercing the sky and landing in front of them instantly.

The leader of Styx has his hands behind his back, his expression is cold and indifferent, his feet are on the red lotus of the twelfth grade industry, the northern Xuanyuan water control flag hangs behind him, and he is surrounded by a bloody fairy sword.

Without saying a word, he waved his sleeves and turned into a huge cage, covering Yang Ling.

The Jiufeng Great Witch's face darkened, he punched him directly, and shouted loudly: "This person teaches the disciples that the empress wants to protect him!

Lord Styx, do you want to be an enemy of the empress? "

The leader of Styx frowned and said in a deep voice: "This leader just wants to get back the treasure he stole from me, and I won't hurt him even a hair!"

Obviously, he did not want to have a head-on conflict with Empress Pingxin, but he was also unwilling to give up Hongmeng Ziqi.

The Great Witch of Jiufeng had a solemn expression and stepped in front of Yang Ling. He looked at the leader of the Styx River and said solemnly: "Since you insist on being an enemy of the empress, then go ahead and do it!

See if you can escape back to your Netherworld Blood Sea before the Empress takes action! "

"snort!"

The leader of the Styx River snorted coldly, but still stretched out his hand to grab Yang Ling. It seemed that he did not take Jiufeng Great Witch's words to heart.

Perhaps in his opinion, Empress Pingxin might not take action for Yang Ling.

After all, Hongmeng Purple Qi is of no use to her.

"Boom!"

The moment the leader of the Styx reached out to grab it, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, as if tearing apart the entire curtain of heaven and earth.

Following a deafening roar, groups of fairy palace maidens held fans, canopies and other ceremonial guards. A mighty god general held an ax and ax in front of them to clear the way. Then a chariot pulled by a nine-headed dragon slowly drove out. The golden light shines on it and is majestic, showing its supreme nobility and majesty.

Sitting on the chariot is a middle-aged man wearing imperial robes and a crown. He looks distinguished.

The person who came was none other than God Haotian.

His gaze was like the brightest star in the world, sweeping over everyone, full of unquestionable majesty.

The face of the leader of the Styx Church suddenly changed suddenly. He never thought that God Haotian would appear at this time.

Could it be that this little Taoist boy in Zixiao Palace no longer wants to be the Emperor of Heaven, but instead wants to attain enlightenment and become a saint?

Seeing the arrival of God Haotian, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

After discussing the merger of heaven and earth with Queen Hepingxin, he summoned the matter to God Haotian and asked him to come to discuss it with sincerity.

Obviously, this uncle not only came, but also came to the rescue at the critical moment!

With the underworld and heaven forces joining forces to protect him, he still didn't believe what the Stygian leader could do to him!

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