Chapter 160 You are here to get chopped! (Subscribe)

Yang Ling controlled his clone to stand on Ao Ming's dragon back, overlooking the desolate world below.

Many immortals and gods shuttled through the ruins like ants, searching carefully for the legendary Hongmeng purple energy.

At the same time, at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, Yang Ling was moving through the clouds like a dragon.

His spiritual consciousness was like a thin thread, shuttling through every node of the formation, and every fluctuation of the formation could not escape his perception.

He could feel that the connection between himself and the formation was getting closer and closer, and tried to find the pattern from it. He knew that each formation had its own inherent running track, and as long as he could grasp this track, he could find a breakthrough.

Time passed bit by bit, Yang Ling was entangled in the cloud array for several hours, and finally he found the passage to the next level of thunder array!

He moved forward slowly and carefully, and finally passed through the cloud formation and entered the periphery of the thunder formation.

In the thunder array, lightning intertwined and plasma surged. Yang Ling seemed to be in a sea of ​​thunder. Every intersection of lightning and thunder was accompanied by destructive power.

But all this is still under his control.

He walked in the thunder array, taking every step with extreme caution.

But the thunder array is much more complicated than the cloud array, and he needs more time to crack it.

However, he knew that he did not have much time, so he decided to go deeper into it, explore it carefully, and then find a way to crack it.

This is the most dangerous method, but also the most effective method.

Time was like sand in an hourglass, slipping away bit by bit. Yang Ling continued to move forward in the thunder array, and from time to time, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder would strike him.

The Nine Skies are Chixiao, Bixiao, Qingxiao, Xuanxiao, Jiangxiao, Hanxiao, Zixiao, Lianxiao and Jinxiao.

Each divine thunder has completely different characteristics, so this thunder formation is extremely complex and has endless changes.

If it weren't for the experience and understanding of the formation brought by the "group" secret, Yang Ling might not be able to solve this thunder formation even if he spent thousands of years.

However, Yang Ling now has the confidence that he can comprehend the mystery of the thunder array in a short period of time. As for the deeper star array, he still has no idea.

At this moment, Yang Ling's mind suddenly moved, and he felt that the restrictions he had set up on the periphery were triggered, as if something was approaching at a very fast speed.

His heart trembled, and he immediately withdrew his spiritual consciousness that was scattered in the thunder formation. His body quickly retreated in the space where thunder was intertwined, like a stream of light, and he instantly withdrew from the formation.

He knew very well that he could not reveal his identity at this time, so he used the art of transformation to change his appearance into Indra.

The opponent whom he had killed with his own hands had just died, and he still remembered it clearly. After the transformation, even his aura was the same as Indra's.

Standing in the black fog, Yang Ling's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shouted in the same voice as Indra: "Who dares to trespass here?"

As he spoke, he released a hint of fierce murderous intent, as if he might rush out and kill the other party at any time.

The person who came was a woman in a black robe with a gloomy face. Her figure was looming in the darkness like a ghost.

After hearing Indra's voice, she immediately stopped and shouted, "It's me, the ghost mother!"

Yang Ling was slightly moved, so he asked in a deep voice: "What are you doing here? The leader has ordered that no one is allowed to approach!"

The ghost mother stood outside the black fog and said solemnly, "I came here just because of the leader's order... Indra, why didn't you return to the Blood Sea to report?"

Yang Ling's heart tightened. He knew that if his identity was exposed now, he would probably immediately attract the powerful enemy, the Styx Patriarch.

After a moment of hesitation, he said coldly, "Recently, many foreign immortals have come here to look for treasures, so I dare not leave for a moment!

Ghost Mother, how about you guard this place for me first, and I will return to the Blood Sea to report to the leader!"

When the ghost mother heard this, she frowned slightly and whispered, "Forget it. The leader doesn't like us subordinates to make decisions on our own... I already understand the situation here. I will go back to the Blood Sea to report first."

After saying this, she flashed and disappeared into the darkness like a ghost.

Yang Ling just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the ghost mother leave, but suddenly his heart tightened and a sense of crisis suddenly hit him.

He instinctively felt that the ghost mother had not really left, but was lurking in the dark, waiting for the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Sure enough, the next moment, a cold murderous aura attacked from behind. The ghost mother had hidden her figure and attacked him silently like a ghost.

The five black claws were stained with scarlet spots, which made people want to vomit at the sight of them, and even their souls felt a little strange and uncomfortable.

Yang Ling reacted very quickly. Almost at the same time as he sensed the danger, he hurriedly used the "Xing" secret. His body instantly became erratic, like a gust of wind, and he narrowly avoided the ghost mother's attack that was almost touching the corner of his clothes.

Seeing this, the ghost mother's eyes flashed with surprise, and then she shouted: "Who are you? Where has Indra gone?"

Yang Ling's heart trembled, he knew that his disguise could not fool the ghost mother.

Indra and the Demon Mother are both among the four great demon generals. The tacit understanding and familiarity between the two are far beyond what an outsider like him can compare to.

Every subtle movement, every unintentional breath, may become a flaw that exposes your identity.

However, Yang Ling did not panic. He had already placed the Dunlong Stake in the air and smashed it towards the Ghost Mother using the black fog as a cover. The Ghost Mother was caught off guard and was tied to the stake by the three golden rings that suddenly appeared. The more she struggled, the tighter it shrank.

"Dunlong Zhuang! You, you are the Golden Immortal Manjusri Taoist of the Chan sect?" The ghost mother's voice was full of shock and disbelief.

Yang Ling said nothing, and suddenly an ancient red gourd appeared in his hand, surrounded by a heart-pounding power.

This is one of his trump cards, the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd.

As soon as the ghost mother's eyes fell on the gourd, her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes were filled with fear and shock, "How did this gourd end up in your hands?"

Yang Ling ignored her. He didn't intend to waste any more words with the Ghost Mother, so he directly opened the gourd's mouth to refine it.

Black mist swirled from the gourd’s mouth, and a powerful suction force rushed towards the ghost mother, as if trying to tear her soul out of her body.

The ghost mother was terrified. She knew well how terrifying the Soul-Dispersing Gourd was. Once sucked into it, even a Golden Immortal would not be able to escape the fate of having his soul torn apart.

She screamed loudly, her voice filled with despair and fear: "No! No! I have something to say! I have important information about Hongmeng Purple Qi! Please spare my life!"

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows and paused slightly.

He knew that the Ghost Mother's words might not be credible, but the Hongmeng Purple Qi was of great significance to him. If he could get more clues, he would not miss it.

He looked at the ghost mother coldly, and said in a calm but powerful voice: "Tell me, what do you know?"

The ghost mother felt as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw and said quickly, "The Immortal must have known that what is hidden in the black fog is the Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array left by the Red Cloud Ancestor...

However, I'm sure even the Immortal doesn't know how to break this formation.

After all, even my leader has spent thousands of years trying to break this formation but still failed. However, I once overheard the leader mention a tricky way to break it..."

Having said this, she stopped talking and looked at Yang Ling and said, "If the Immortal wants to know this method, you must swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao to let me go immediately after I tell you the method..."

“This is impossible!”

Before she could finish, Yang Ling refused without hesitation: "How do I know whether the method you said is true or false? What if you just make up a lie to deceive me, then I will suffer for nothing?"

"I can swear that!"

The ghost mother said hurriedly: "I am willing to swear to the heavens that if what I said is false in the slightest, I will be torn to pieces and perish in the sea of ​​blood forever!"

"Don't waste your time. I don't trust you." Yang Ling said bluntly, "It's too dangerous for me to let you go now. The best way is for you to break the formation with me."

He knew that if the Ghost Mother could not return to the sea of ​​blood, the ancestor of the Styx would definitely notice the unusual movements here, and he would then be in great danger.

So he decided to give it a try and take the Ghost Mother with him to break the formation.

He controlled the Dunlong Pillar and took the Ghost Mother one after another through the cloud formation and came to the periphery of the thunder formation.

In the thunder array, countless lightning pillars kept falling like angry dragons, and each lightning contained destructive power.

Yang Ling, however, seemed to be completely unconcerned about the thunder and lightning. He shuttled through the lightning array, and each dodge was extremely accurate, as if he had already anticipated where the thunder and lightning would land.

The ghost mother's eyes were full of shock. She had never thought that Yang Ling was so familiar with this formation.

Yang Ling didn't have time to pay attention to the ghost mother's surprise. All his attention was focused on breaking the formation.

While calculating the various changes of the thunder formation in his mind, he was searching for the path leading to the core of the formation.

As he went deeper, bolts of lightning bombarded down like waterfalls from the sky, and each one seemed to tear the space apart.

Yang Ling deduced the landing point of the divine thunder and dodged the lightning like lightning, but the Ghost Mother was firmly bound by the Dragon Escape Pillar and could not move at all.

One after another, the nine heavenly divine thunders struck her, and each strike caused her to suffer extreme pain and scream in agony.

Under countless thunders, the ghost mother's black robe was instantly torn into pieces, and her body turned into charcoal in an instant, and then turned into ashes, leaving only her soul trapped on the Dragon Escape Pillar.

Every time a bolt of lightning strikes, it refines her soul.

She knew very well that if she continued like this, within an incense stick of time, she would be reduced to ashes under the bombardment of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

If she wanted to survive now, she could only hope that Yang Ling could break the formation as soon as possible.

To do this, she could only tell others the tricks she knew.

This Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect is so despicable!

The ghost mother cursed in her heart, but she had to transmit her voice: "The key to breaking the formation lies in the Nine-Nine Soul Dispersion Gourd. The leader guessed that it is one of the main points of this formation!"

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(End of this chapter)