Chapter 173 Since You Are No Longer Human, Then Go Die!

The entire Jiulong Island was shaken again. All the immortals looked at this scene in shock, their eyes full of disbelief.

"He...he...even Senior Brother Zhou Xin is not his opponent. Who is this person?"

"Is he a master of the Dragon Clan?"

"Impossible! How dare the Dragon Clan attack the Golden Immortal of Jiejiao?"

"No matter where he comes from, his Taoism is simply unfathomable!"

"..."

Zhou Xin climbed out of the rubble with difficulty, his face was pale, his clothes were torn, and the scars on his body were deep enough to see the bones. His eyes were full of anger and humiliation, and he roared and gritted his teeth: "Brothers, come and help, there is a strong enemy who trespassed into Jiulong Island!"

As his voice came out, a strong breath immediately responded from every corner of the island.

In a blink of an eye, the sky changed.

Five figures broke through the air and landed beside Zhou Xin.

They were dressed in various Taoist robes and had different appearances, but each of them exuded an extraordinary demeanor, and they were obviously all Golden Immortals with profound cultivation.

"Zhou Xin, what happened to you? Who could have caused you such a serious injury?"

A burly Taoist with a resolute face frowned and asked. He was Li Qi, one of the Golden Immortals of Jiejiao.

Zhou Xin pointed at Yang Ling and Jiang Ziya and said angrily: "It's them! An unknown cultivator dared to go wild on Jiulong Island and beat me up like this!"

When the immortals and gods below saw these Golden Immortals of Jiejiao gathered together, they immediately talked about it.

"Now we're going to have a good show. Although the guy who came on the dragon is powerful, but now that Senior Brother Li Qi and the others are here, can't six Jiejiao Golden Immortals defeat him?"

"That's right, Senior Brother Li Qi's plague-dispersing technique is unique, and can pollute people's souls and take their lives invisibly!"

"And Senior Brother Yang Wenhui's Plague-dispersing Whip and Senior Brother Zhu Tianlin's Coma Sword are all extremely powerful killing treasures. That guy will definitely suffer a great loss."

"This guy dared to act wildly on our Jiejiao territory, he is simply seeking death!"

"..."

After Zhou Xin finished telling the story, Li Qi frowned, his eyes moved away from Zhou Xin and fell on Yang Ling.

"Don't make a move yet, let me go and find out where that person came from."

Li Qi used the method of soul transmission to instruct several Jiejiao Golden Immortals, and then slowly ascended to the sky, came to the front of the black dragon, and looked straight at Yang Ling standing on the dragon's head.

"I bow my head." Li Qi bowed, looked at Yang Ling and said gently: "I am Li Qi, an outer disciple of Jiejiao. I wonder why you are here?

Maybe there is some misunderstanding, you may as well speak clearly."

Yang Ling ignored him and went straight to the point: "I came to find Lu Yue and asked him to come out and answer. The rest is not for discussion."

Since he came to Jiulong Island, he has sensed the breath of some human children, but there seemed to be a lot of restrictions on the island, making it difficult for him to capture the specific location.

Therefore, he insisted on meeting Lu Yue so that he could catch the culprit in one fell swoop, so as not to alert the snake and let him realize that something was wrong and run away.

In this vast East China Sea, if Lu Yue escaped, it would be difficult to find him again.

In addition, Yang Ling was worried that Lu Yue would escape to Jin'ao Island, where the Jiejiao headquarters was located, or Penglai Island, where the Jiejiao master saint and a group of direct disciples were.

In that case, it would be even more difficult for him to kill Lu Yue.

Hearing Yang Ling's straightforward words, Li Qi's face changed slightly, and he frowned and said, "Daoyou, this is unreasonable. My master is in seclusion to comprehend the truth, how can you see him just because you want to."

A trace of impatience flashed in Yang Ling's eyes, and he said coldly, "I'll say it again, tell that Lu Yue to get out, otherwise I will come to him personally."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere around them instantly became tense.

Zhou Xin, Li Qi and other Jiejiao Jinxian all looked at each other. They were used to being domineering in the East China Sea, but today they met someone more domineering than them.

Li Qi said with an ugly face, "Are you threatening us? Do you really think that we have no one in Jiejiao?"

When he spoke, his fingertips moved slightly, and the air around him seemed to solidify. An almost imperceptible breeze quietly condensed at his fingertips, and then like a snake, it quietly attacked Yang Ling.

This Yinbi Poison Wind is a killer weapon that Li Qi has practiced for many years. It is so powerful that even a cultivator of the same Golden Immortal will inevitably dry up his flesh and blood, pollute his soul, and eventually turn into a pool of pus and disappear from the world if he is accidentally attacked by it.

A trace of coldness flashed in Li Qi's eyes. He was confident that no matter how powerful the guy in front of him was, he would never escape his Yinbi Poison Wind.

However, to his surprise, the guy stood on the black dragon's head and let the poison wind blow on his face. His expression was still calm, as if he didn't notice the attack of the Yinbi Poison Wind at all.

Did this guy not notice it, or didn't care?

Li Qi was curious and stared at Yang Ling nervously.

He knew that if he was hit by his Yinbi Poison Wind, it would immediately break out. If there was no antidote, he would turn into a pool of pus and blood in endless pain.

However, he waited for a long time, but he still couldn't see any change on the other person's face.

It was as if the wisp of Yinbi Poison Wind blew on him, just like blowing on a towering mountain. Apart from causing the corner of his clothes to flutter, it did not cause any damage at all.

Li Qi's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was in doubt. He never thought that his Yinbi Poison Wind would be ineffective against the guy in front of him.

At this time, Yang Ling looked at him coldly, "Does anyone in Jiejiao have anything to do with you low-class guys? You speak as if you can represent Jiejiao."

"Humph!"

Li Qi snorted coldly, but couldn't refute for a while.

After all, they are only the third generation of outer disciples, and they are still in a relatively remote area, so they naturally cannot represent Jiejiao.

On the entire Jiulong Island, it is estimated that only their master Lu Yue can be regarded as an elite among Jiejiao disciples. He can often go to Jin'ao Island and Penglai Island, and has a good relationship with Chang'er Dingguangxian, Jinguangxian, Qiushouxian and others among the seven attendants.

But these are not important now.

What Li Qi is more concerned about now is why his Yinbi Poison Wind just now didn't work.

"Is it because I didn't attack fiercely enough?"

Li Qi's heart moved, and he flicked his fingers again. This time, he condensed more Yinbi poisonous wind, and the power was even more fierce. He almost compressed his own soul power into it, turning it into an almost invisible breeze, blowing towards Yang Ling.

However, the result was the same.

Yang Ling still stood there, without even frowning. The fierce Yinbi poisonous wind disappeared directly in front of him without causing any ripples.

Li Qi was completely shocked at this time. He couldn't believe that all his attacks were like a drop in the ocean, and had no effect on Yang Ling.

At this time, Yang Ling said lightly: "If you are done, don't waste time, go and tell Lu Yue to get out!"

His voice was not loud, but at this moment it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Qi's heart, making him feel an invisible sense of oppression involuntarily.

It turned out that he knew that he had released the poisonous wind, but he just ignored it... or he also took action silently to dissolve his own poisonous wind!

This guy is even more powerful than they imagined!

Li Qi's face became even uglier. He knew the rules of his master's retreat. No one was allowed to disturb him. Otherwise, even disciples like them would be severely punished.

"Senior, my master is in retreat to comprehend the truth and will not come out easily... If you have something to do with him, you might as well leave your name and visit him again after he comes out..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ling sneered, "I want to see if he is really in retreat or not!"

After that, he turned into a stream of light and flew into the depths of Jiulong Island.

His speed was so fast that people could not react at all.

"Daoyou, please stop!" Zhu Tianlin said in a deep voice, the tip of the sword pointed at Yang Ling, and the sword was covered with layers of misty light, as if it would attack at any time.

However, Yang Ling seemed not to hear it, but just raised his palm lightly, and an invisible force condensed instantly.

The next moment, he waved his hand lightly, and several purple-gold giant palms swept out, slapping Zhu Tianlin, Yang Wenhui and others away.

Seeing this, the immortals around all took a breath of cold air. They had never thought that these high-ranking golden immortal brothers would be slapped away by a palm.

Such power is simply horrifying.

Yang Ling ignored the golden immortals who fell to the ground. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, sweeping every corner of Jiulong Island.

Jiulong Island is vast and boundless. The buildings on the island are staggered, the ancient trees are towering, and the fairy air is lingering, forming several large formations, but for Yang Ling, these are not obstacles.

His spiritual sense is extremely powerful, covering the entire island, trying to find the breath of those children.

However, the restrictions on Jiulong Island are indeed extraordinary. Although Yang Ling's spiritual sense is powerful, it is difficult to find the exact location of the children in a short time.

He knew that he had to find those children as soon as possible, otherwise once Lu Yue discovered his true purpose, he would definitely transfer those children, which would make his actions even more difficult.

At this time, Jiang Ziya, who was left on the back of the black dragon, frowned and pinched his fingers quickly with his right hand.

After a moment, his eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at Yang Ling and shouted: "Brother, go east, open the road when you encounter a mountain, and you will see what you think in your heart!"

Yang Ling was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Jiang Ziya could actually use the finger-pinching method to deduce.

Didn't it say that no one could deduce the secrets of heaven during the catastrophe?

Could it be that those who were deified on behalf of the sky have privileges?

He put this doubt in his heart, turned into a white light, and headed straight to the east.

Not long after, he came to a towering mountain. With a flash of sword light, the mountain was split into two, revealing a hidden cave.

There were many formations at the entrance of the cave, but in front of his powerful strength, these formations were like paper, and he easily broke them one by one.

When he stepped into the cave, thousands of children came into his sight.

They were ragged, with gloomy faces, imprisoned in small cages, and treated like animals.

When the children saw Yang Ling, they instinctively showed fear and trembled all over.

Yang Ling looked at these children, his heart was boiling with anger. He turned around, his eyes like knives, and shot directly at Zhou Xin, Li Qi and other Jiejiao Jinxian who were chasing him.

"Looking at your roots, you should all be from the human race, right? Is this how you treat your own people?!" Yang Ling shouted coldly.

Zhou Xin, Li Qi and others were suppressed by Yang Ling's momentum, and no one dared to speak for a while.

"We... We are just following orders..." Zhou Xin stammered in response, his face was pale, and his eyes flickered.

"Why are you talking nonsense to him!"

Zhu Tianlin's voice was like a thunder, exploding over the sky of Jiulong Island.

"This guy opened the prison set by the master. If we don't take him down, we will all be punished when the master comes out of seclusion!

Let's just go together. I don't believe that we can't take this guy down with so many people!"

After saying that, Zhu Tianlin took the lead in offering the irritation flag, holding it in his hand and waving it violently, and the flag surface fluttered in the wind.

Zhou Xin, Yang Wenhui and others could no longer hold back, and they rushed forward immediately after hearing the words. Zhou Xin took the lead in offering the headache gong, holding the gong in his left hand and beating it with a drumstick in his right hand, making a series of crisp sounds.

When the immortals and gods in the distance heard this sound, their faces changed immediately, and they cast spells to block their ears, but some sounds still entered their ears, which made them feel headache.

Yang Wenhui offered a black short sword, with black smoke lingering on the sword body, carrying a strange smell, and a faint blue light in the smoke.

Once this sword is slashed, it can make people fall into a deep coma, and even the Golden Immortal will find it difficult to resist.

Seeing that several fellow disciples have already rushed forward, Li Qi sighed in his heart, knowing that he could no longer stop everyone's actions, and could only attack with them.

In his right hand, a plague-dispersing whip appeared. With a light wave, countless fine particles like wind and sand flew out from the end of the whip. Each particle contained the power of plague and could erode the opponent's body in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Zhu Tianlin, who was in the front, waved the irritation flag fiercely. The runes on the flag flickered, and waves of heat rushed towards Yang Ling like a raging fire.

As long as ordinary immortals and gods were fanned by this heat wave, they would immediately feel hot all over, their blood boiled, until their flesh was ignited, and they fell into extreme pain.

For a time, the four Golden Immortals joined forces, and their magic weapons showed their magical powers. All kinds of plagues and poisons enveloped Yang Ling at the same time.

Yang Ling did not change his expression.

He flipped his right hand slightly, and the sound of metal symphony was faintly heard in the air. A golden coin appeared out of thin air and floated on his palm.

He threw the falling treasure coin lightly, and used the "soldier" character secret to control the treasure to rotate in the air, emitting golden light.

The next moment, the four treasures - the irritation banner, the headache gong, the coma sword, and the plague whip - were all summoned, and they broke away from the control of their masters and flew towards Yang Ling.

"My headache gong!"

Zhou Xin exclaimed, seeing that his magic weapon was about to be taken away, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab it back, but it was like grabbing empty air, and he had no way to start.

Li Qi and others also looked extremely ugly. They never thought that the other party had such magical powers that they could easily take their treasures.

Yang Ling took out the treasure bag and put all the four treasures into his pocket. Then he flipped his right hand again, and a red gourd appeared in his palm.

This gourd is the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. Even if a Golden Immortal is sucked into it, he will not be able to escape the fate of being torn apart.

At this moment, he took out this treasure, which undoubtedly moved his murderous intention.

"Since you can even kill these children, don't blame me for being cruel."

Yang Ling said lightly, and an invisible suction force came out from the mouth of the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand.

Zhou Xin, Li Qi and others felt the suction force, their faces were as pale as paper. They tried their best to resist, but found that they were like falling into a whirlpool, and no matter how they struggled, they could not escape.

Their bodies were involuntarily pulled by the suction force, and they were sucked into the gourd one by one.

"No——!"

"Spare my life——"

"Don't——"

A few shrill screams echoed in the air, and then they were swallowed by the black whirlpool and disappeared without a trace.

The four Jiejiao Golden Immortals were all sucked into the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. What awaited them was the refining of endless soul-dispersing red sand. In a short time, they would be refined into ashes!

Not even a trace of soul would be left!

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