Chapter 16 Don't worry, I'm kind (Please read on)

"Damn it!"

Looking at Yang Ling who suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhu Zizhen's heart trembled, and he asked sternly: "Who are you?"

"Kill your people!"

Yang Ling answered simply and clearly.

Then he raised his hand and punched out.

All 840 million giant elephant particles awakened, and instantly burst out with supernatural power that could overturn rivers and seas, gathering into a vast torrent that gushed out forward.

At this moment, the air within a radius of several hundred feet in front of him seemed to freeze. Zhu Zi, who was in it, felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and his limbs were unable to move.

Yang Ling remembered that this effect, which could be called a "supernatural power", was not possessed by the original Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power.

However, the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Power that he practiced was evolved based on the laws of the ancient world, so it was reasonable for it to evolve into new magical powers.

I have to say that this move with its own "binding" effect is still very practical.

Otherwise, by the time you throw a punch, all the enemies will have run away, and no matter how powerful your punch is, it will be useless.

"Ow!"

Zhu Zizhen saw with his own eyes that Chang Hao was beaten to death with one punch. Now it was his turn to be stuck in the "quagmire". He was suddenly terrified and let out a loud howl. His burly body instantly turned into a ball of black smoke.

This was the move he had used to deal with Yunhua before, and it was almost immune to all physical damage.

At this moment, he used the same trick again, trying to use it to dodge Yang Ling's fist.

But he forgot that Yang Ling’s fist just now could even evaporate the clouds in the sky, let alone the black smoke he turned into?

In the face of absolute power, any tricks are futile!
When the terrifying power of the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Force was completely released, Zhu Zizheng, who turned into black smoke, immediately regretted it.

Under the terrifying force, the black smoke evaporated quickly, just like snow under the scorching sun, and it was impossible to resist it!

You must know that every wisp of black smoke is transformed from Zhu Zizhen's physical body. Every time a wisp of black smoke evaporates, it is equivalent to digging out a piece of flesh and blood from his body!
In just a moment, Zhu Zizheng felt the pain of being cut into pieces.

He quickly lifted the spell and transformed back into his true form. His bloody body instantly swelled up and turned into a black-haired wild boar several dozen feet tall.

He bowed his head to the ground and used his extremely tough back to meet Yang Ling's fist.

In terms of Taoism, Zhu Zizhen can only rank fourth among the Seven Monsters of Meishan.

But when it comes to physical defense, Zhu Zizheng can squeeze into the top two with his tough and thick wild boar skin!

This is where he is most confident.

He believed that he could withstand this punch.

In fact, he did hold on.

The price is that the body is riddled with holes and ravines, and there are huge wounds deep enough to see the bones everywhere.

However, before he could catch his breath, Yang Ling's second punch came at him.

Then came the third punch, the fourth punch, the fifth punch...

By the time of the seventh punch, the black-haired wild boar, which was dozens of feet tall, suddenly howled miserably, its whole body trembling and convulsing, and its magic power surged and escaped from its body like boiling water.

As the magic power was lost, the huge black-haired wild boar shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in the blink of an eye, the giant beast that was originally as big as a hill became the size of an ordinary wild boar, and was inconspicuous in the deep mountains and forests.

It has been beaten back to its original form, and all its skills have gone to waste!
Although the black-haired wild boar had lost its spiritual power, it still retained its intelligence. After falling into the forest, it knelt down immediately and touched the ground with its head facing Yang Ling.

It can no longer speak.

If she could speak, she would definitely cry and beg Yang Ling for mercy.

Yang Ling's heart softened, and he said softly: "Without your Taoism, it would be difficult for you to survive in this dangerous place, right?
I’m afraid it won’t be long before I become someone else’s food…”

Upon hearing this, the black-haired wild boar nodded quickly and squeezed out two tears from its red eyes, as if to prove that it was indeed very pitiful.

Yang Ling nodded and assured: "Don't worry, I am very kind and will never let that happen."

After saying that, he raised his fist and beat the black-haired wild boar into a meat patty.

Then he chanted a spell and summoned a raging flame.

Shatter their bodies, destroy their spirits, burn their souls, and burn their spirits, cutting off all possibilities of survival and reincarnation.

After doing all this, he took out a porcelain bottle.

A green fly poured out from it.

The green fly is a kind of insect. It gives birth to its young on grass leaves. If you take its young, the mother one will fly over.

In ancient times, immortals often used green flies to perform tracking techniques.

No matter how far away the target is, it can still be found. When Zhu Zizhen and Wu Long fled separately just now, Yang Ling first cast the Green Fly Technique on Wu Long, and then chased Zhu Zizhen.

Calculating the time, it took him twenty to thirty breaths to kill Zhu Zizheng, which was enough time for Wu Long to run hundreds of miles.

And maybe he has already found help.

However, Yang Ling did not hesitate at all. He soared into the sky and turned into a flying rainbow, rushing towards the west.

The dragon has reverse scales, if you touch it you will die!
The same goes for Yang Ling.

His wife and children are his Achilles' heel. Anyone who dares to harm them will be made to pay the price no matter what!
……

Who is that guy?
Wu Long rode the wind and looked back from time to time.

The punch that just killed Chang Hao instantly really shocked him.

After so many years of enlightenment, he had never seen such a domineering and powerful fist. Even the earth was shaking and the sky was cracking!
He could hardly imagine what kind of horrific scene would be if that fist hit him.

He also didn't want to know.

So, the first thing he did when he reacted was to run for his life!

As long as he ran far away and escaped to his brothers, he would not be afraid of being caught up by that mortal.

Bah, how could that guy be just a mortal! ?

Wu Long was a little angry.

If we had known earlier that this guy was so powerful, even if we had the courage, we would not have dared to provoke him!
It’s just a piece of Yaoxiang grass, I’ll just give it to you!

What he hated most in his life was people who were obviously very powerful but insisted on pretending to be weak. Isn't this obviously cheating others?
But no matter how powerful you are, after I wake up my brothers, I’ll see if you can still be so arrogant!

Thinking of this, the tension and panic on Wu Long's face gradually dissipated.

"The cave in front is where my elder brother is in seclusion..."

Looking at a towering mountain several miles ahead, Wu Long landed lightly on the ground, a look of awe flashing across his face.

If what just happened hadn't happened, he would never have dared to disturb them!

But now even Chang Hao is dead, and Zhu Zizheng’s life or death is unknown. Now is the time to wake him up!
With this thought in mind, Wu Long calmed himself down and was about to go forward and knock on the door.

But at this moment, an indescribable terrifying pressure descended from the sky, locking him firmly in place.

Can't move an inch!

Then, accompanied by a deafening roar, Yang Ling fell from the sky like a meteor.

He swung his fist and hit the ground.

Eight hundred and forty million giant elephant particles exploded, and at the same time, the secret of the word "all" was triggered again.

Tenfold increase in combat power!
The power of this punch was so great that the body of Silver Centipede Immortal Wu Long twisted, deformed, and exploded instantly. Being a lower-grade Xuan Immortal, he could not withstand this destructive force at all.

Immediately afterwards, the invisible force hit the ground, instantly causing a huge disaster.

The earth seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. Starting from the center of the fist, cracks quickly spread to the surroundings, with earth and rocks surging and dust billowing.

The roar was like the thunder god's roar, shaking the surrounding trees without wind, and the continuous mountain ranges seemed to tremble in the ripples.

As the fist force was further released, deep cracks began to appear on the ground, like a huge open mouth, eager to swallow everything.

The crack grew deeper and deeper, eventually forming a huge pit that was bottomless, as if the entire valley was about to be completely destroyed by this force.

The surrounding mountains also seemed fragile under this force. With the sound of collapse, the towering mountain in front of them was about to fall, and finally broke off from the middle of the mountain...

"Boom~"

The mountain collapsed, rocks flew everywhere, and a bright white light shot up from the bottom of the mountain into the sky, transforming into a tall and burly young man in mid-air.

He is the leader of the Seven Monsters of Meishan, who calls himself Yuan Hong, and is a white ape who has attained enlightenment.

When he turned into a human form, he was dressed in white, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked very heroic.

He was tall with long limbs, holding a water and fire stick in his right hand. Two golden rays of light shot out of his eyes as he glanced around.

He looked extremely angry.

Come to think of it, he was in seclusion in the cave, but suddenly there was an earthquake and the mountain collapsed in half, almost burying him.

How can I not be angry?
If he were to find the culprit, he would tear him to pieces alive!

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something, and with a slight shake, he was on top of the huge pit.

He frowned and stretched out his hand to grab a handful of air, but only caught a few scattered fragments of the soul.

Wu Long, the Silver Centipede Fairy who ranked fifth among the Seven Monsters of Meishan, has been reduced to ashes!
(End of this chapter)