Chapter 164 You have more people than me, right? (Subscribe)

The momentum of the four demon kings was surging like a tide, and every step they took seemed to be able to tear the void apart. There was a cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes, and it was obvious that they came with ill intentions.

Zizai Tianboxun took the first step. His figure swayed slightly in the air and he appeared in front of Yang Ling. He slapped out his palm, which turned into a giant black claw and rushed straight towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's face changed slightly. He knew that it would be difficult to resist the joint attack of the four demon kings with his own strength alone, so he immediately summoned the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd.

As the gourd opened, billions of red sands swept out like a sandstorm, forming a huge defensive barrier that protected him tightly.

However, Zizai Tian Boxun's attack was too fierce. The black light was like an invisible sword, easily penetrating Hongsha's defense and hitting Yang Ling repeatedly.

Yang Ling only felt a huge force sweeping through his body, his clothes were instantly torn into pieces, and scars appeared on his body, bleeding.

This is the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Art, a magical power that allows practitioners to freely travel through the boundaries of time and space. It is so powerful that it is enough to tear apart all obstacles and ignore any defense.

Yang Ling had never suffered such a big loss before.

A secret came to his mind.

The four demon kings in front of them, including Zizai Tian and Boxun, were once generals under the command of the demon ancestor Luohou in the ancient times. After Luohou's death, they fled to the sea of ​​blood and became followers of the leader of the Styx.

These four demon kings practiced the devil's way instead of the immortal way. However, their abilities were no less than those of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

Seeing the extremely sharp attack of Zizai Tian Boxun and others, Yang Ling secretly thought that it was not good. He knew that if he did not use more powerful means, he would not be able to escape unscathed today.

He hurriedly sacrificed all his treasures including the Merit and Celebration Cloud and the Map of Mountains and Rivers. The sky was suddenly filled with clouds and mist, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers glowed, forming layers of indestructible defense.

Clouds of merit and celebration spread out above Yang Ling's head, emitting a warm glow. As the clouds rolled, countless golden flowers, necklaces, and pendant beads fell from the clouds, like water dripping from the eaves, continuously and in an endless stream. The dazzling colorful light illuminated the entire night.

The map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers spread out under his feet, and pictures of mountains and rivers appeared in the void, as if it were the real world, providing him with a solid foothold.

Under this heavy defense, Yang Ling felt a little relieved. He took a deep breath and secretly practiced the "Xing" secret. His figure appeared and disappeared, and he shuttled between the attacks of the four demon kings like a ghost, constantly avoiding their offensive.

Seeing this, the Devil King Zizaitian sneered and said, "As expected of a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, he really has some skills!"

"I have more than just these two tricks!"

As Yang Ling spoke, he activated the "Cao" sword technique, the "Fighting" secret, the "One Thought Blossoms" and "Dominate the World" and other killing methods, and took the initiative to attack the four demon kings.

Petals filled the sky emerged from the void, with thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors. One fairy flower after another bloomed, each petal was crystal clear and danced, surrounding the four demon kings.

Yang Ling stood on a fairy flower, his green robe fluttering in the wind, like a banished immortal. Endless flower rain fell, each piece crystal clear.

"Wow~"

The breeze blew, and the flower rain in the sky instantly turned into countless fairy shadows, which rushed towards the four demon kings at the same time.

In the midst of the rain of flowers there was a delicate little grass, with runes blooming on its nine leaves. With a slight shake, countless thick sword lights that pierced the sky and the earth appeared and slashed towards the four heavenly demon kings.

The closest Demon King Zizai Tian was the first to be hit and was blown away. At the same time, countless blood marks suddenly burst out on his body, and a thick scarlet blood mist gushed out, but his eyes flashed with excitement.

"Good move. I like this kind of battle! If we win too easily, it will be boring!"

At this time, Shiva suddenly took two steps forward, and a huge magic mirror appeared behind him, with a strange luster on the mirror surface.

The sword lights were actually reflected back by the mirror, and their power increased instead of decreased.

Yang Ling was caught off guard and was hit back by his own attack. New scars appeared on his body and blood gushed out.

If it was just one Heavenly Demon King, it would be fine, Yang Ling had the confidence that he could defeat him, but facing the siege of four Heavenly Demon Kings at the Golden Immortal level, he really didn't know how to fight back.

Especially after he used the Luobao Gold to collect the Avici Sword, his [Luck] attribute almost hit rock bottom.

Perhaps it was for this reason that even though he kept practicing the "all" secret, it was never triggered.

At this moment, Yang Ling fell into unprecedented danger.

……

At the same time, the battlefield on the banks of the Wangchuan River has become a chaotic battlefield.

The battle between the three quasi-saints had a very wide impact area, and even the immortals and gods far away could feel the suffocating pressure.

Yang Ling controlled his clone and looked around, and found that all the immortals and gods were carefully keeping their distance and did not dare to approach the banks of the Wangchuan River.

This was because there were three quasi-saints fighting each other there. Each of them possessed the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. If ordinary immortals approached, they would instantly fall into an irretrievable situation.

Even masters like Lady of the Nine Heavens and Taoist He Luo, who have been famous for a long time, did not dare to act rashly at this moment and could only stay in the distance and watch carefully.

Seeing that all the immortals and gods did not dare to approach, Yang Ling had an idea and thought that this was a good opportunity to divert attention.

At that moment, he controlled his clone to spread some true and false information in secret.

"Have you heard that? The breath just now was the emergence of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and the one who obtained Hongmeng Purple Qi was none other than the Chan Sect's Golden Immortal Manjusri Taoist!"

"A good friend of mine saw it with his own eyes!"

"He is now being hunted by the leader of the Styx and has fled to the seventeenth level of the underworld!"

"Oh, right? Didn't you see Zizai Tian Boxun and the others heading to the seventeenth level of the underworld? They must be chasing after the Immortal Manjusri!"

"Everyone, hurry to the seventeenth level of the underworld. It will be too late if you are late!"

"..."

Encouraged by the news secretly released by Yang Ling, a large group of immortals and gods immediately changed direction and swarmed towards the lower seventeenth level of the underworld. The immortals quickly arrived at the junction of the two levels of the underworld, and saw from afar that the four great demon kings were besieging a Taoist priest in green.

The Taoist in green had a cloud of merit and celebration above his head and a dazzling golden light around him, making it difficult to see his true appearance.

"It is indeed the Taoist Manjusri!" Some immortals exclaimed in a low voice, their eyes full of greed and excitement.

"The news is correct. The Hongmeng Purple Qi fell into his hands. Otherwise, the Four Heavenly Demon Kings would not have besieged him together!"

Another immortal joined the discussion, his voice filled with excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Greed suddenly flashed in the eyes of the surrounding immortals and gods, but due to the power of the Four Heavenly Demon Kings and the identity of "Manjusri Taoist" as a Golden Immortal of the Chan teaching, none of the immortals and gods dared to step forward.

Seeing this, Yang Ling quickly controlled his clone and mixed in with the immortals, saying loudly: "My fellow Taoists, the Hongmeng Purple Qi is the supreme treasure bestowed by our master, and it is also the foundation of the Tao. If it falls into the hands of the four great demon kings, the consequences will be disastrous!"

The words of Yang Ling's clone were like lighting a powder keg, instantly arousing the resonance of all the immortals.

"That's right, we can't just sit back and do nothing!"

"For the sake of the people of the world, we have no choice but to do this!"

"Protect the Hongmeng Purple Qi and never let it fall into the hands of the devil!"

"Let's go together!"

For a moment, the morale of all the immortals was high and they joined the battle one after another.

The participation of the immortals and gods instantly turned the already precarious battle situation into chaos.

In the sky, countless spiritual treasures, magic weapons, and spiritual weapons twinkled like stars, and then turned into mighty torrents, smashing towards the four heavenly demon kings.

Fairy lights flickered and magic weapons roared. Each one contained amazing power that shook the void.

The faces of the four demon kings changed suddenly when faced with this sudden attack.

Zizai Tian Boxun roared and waved his hand. Black demonic energy appeared like giant dragons, smashing several immortal gods who were rushing in the front into pieces. Blood splattered everywhere, and it was a horrible sight.

"Anyone who dares to stand in my way will die!"

The voice of the Demon King Zizai Tian seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Just when he wanted to kill someone to establish his authority, masters such as Lady of the West, Taoist He Luo, and Ksitigarbha also mixed in with the group of immortals.

Although they each had their own plans and wanted to take advantage of the chaos in this battle to seize the opportunity to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi, their goal at the moment was the same, which was to defeat the four most powerful demon kings first.

The Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens holds the Jade Maiden Sword of the Nine Heavens in her hand. The sword shines like water, soft yet sharp. Her swordsmanship is like flowing water, but it contains murderous intent.

Taoist He Luo waved his sleeves, and countless talismans flew out, transforming into chains in an attempt to restrain the movements of the demon kings.

Ksitigarbha had a compassionate look on his face, and with a gentle wave of his right hand, golden rays of light shone upon the earth, transforming into golden pagodas that blocked the attacks of the demon kings one by one.

All three of them have the ability to reach the level of Golden Immortal. Although the Four Heavenly Demon Kings are powerful, they have to distract themselves when faced with so many immortals and gods, as well as the sneak attacks from these masters.

Their offensive began to become somewhat disorganized and no longer as fierce as before.

Seeing this, Yang Ling's heart trembled, knowing that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He immediately urged the flower to bloom and rule the world.

Suddenly, countless dazzling fairy flowers grew in the void, each of which exuded a charming glow, and each fairy flower turned into his appearance, as if countless Yang Lings were floating on the battlefield.

These Yang Lings transformed from fairy flowers may attack or defend, be close or far away, and their actions are consistent with the real Yang Ling, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

In this chaotic battlefield, even the four demon kings could not immediately recognize his true identity.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Yang Ling immediately exchanged positions with his fake body among the crowd of immortals. At the same time, he performed the Standing Invisible Technique and combined it with the Ten Thousand Aspects Jade Plate to make his breath completely disappear, as if he was hidden in the invisible world. Then he quietly withdrew from the chaotic battlefield.

At the same time, those fake bodies attracted everyone's attention on the battlefield. They continued to fight with the four demon kings. Even a few fake bodies were hit and turned into petals that dissipated in the air, adding a bit of realism.

When everyone's attention was attracted by these fake bodies, one of them rushed to the side of Taoist He Luo and said loudly: "Daoyou He Luo, Hongmeng Purple Qi is the treasure of heaven and earth, and it must not fall into the hands of the devil.

I have a method to temporarily seal it in a bottle. Now, I will give the Hongmeng Purple Qi to you. You are a Taoist, so you will be able to keep it properly!"

When Taoist He Luo heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the "Manjusri Taoist" in front of him and felt very confused, but the "Manjusri Taoist" didn't care about anything and just threw a jade bottle over to him.

Taoist He Luo instinctively reached out to take it.

Upon seeing this, the four demon kings immediately abandoned their other fake bodies and launched a fierce attack on Taoist He Luo.

"wrong!"

It was Dizang who first discovered the abnormality.

He looked around and saw that the "Manjusri Taoists" whose faces he could not see clearly were all transforming into fairy flowers and then disappearing into the air.

But the real "Manjusri Taoist" has never been seen again.

Also disappearing at the same time was Yang Ling, who had been mixed in the crowd.

"We were fooled!"

(End of this chapter)