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 dragon Ao Ming and Meng Xiang were waiting anxiously.

They looked nervously towards the deeper darkness. From time to time, terrifying fluctuations of magical power could be heard from the eighteenth level of the underworld, as if the entire world was on the verge of collapse.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside them silently, as light as a falling leaf, yet as fast as lightning.

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

"it's me."

Yang Ling spoke lightly, his voice still calm.

The dragon and the wizard finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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

"Sir, is it true that the Hongmeng Purple Qi appeared?"

Meng Xiang asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

She is still a little confused and has no idea what happened.

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

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

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

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

"Why did you leave secretly?"

Dizang looked at Yang Ling with sharp eyes.

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

This strange beast is most likely the Di Ting.

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, knowing that the news that he had obtained the Hongmeng Purple Qi had probably been known by Di Ting, so he simply did not answer and directly sacrificed the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd.

This is the most powerful magic treasure in his hand, which has both offensive and defensive capabilities. The soul-dispersing red sand in the gourd can also restrain the primordial spirit.

With a loud "boom", the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd suddenly gushed out countless soul-dispersing red sands, like a dazzling galaxy, rushing straight towards Dizang and the others who were blocking the way in front.

Faced with this sudden attack, Dizang and others' faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly cast their respective protective spells.

A phantom of a treasure bottle appeared above Mahasthamaprapta's head, emitting infinite light, trying to resist the red sand in the sky.

Other disciples also used their own methods, and deployed magic weapons and spiritual lights, trying to build a line of defense for themselves.

However, the power of the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd was far beyond their imagination. The red sand seemed to have its own will, cleverly bypassing their defenses and directly eroding their spirits.

Just when the soul-dispersing red sand was about to erode their souls, bright golden light appeared like a rising sun, dissolving all the invading red sand.

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

Dizang was muttering to himself in a low but powerful voice, and every word seemed to penetrate the void and shake people's hearts.

Each of the six mantras has its own magical power. Every time one recites a word, a dazzling light will bloom around the body, forming layers of invisible barriers that block the flying red sand of the scattered souls.

Dizang smiled slightly, and his body became bigger and bigger in the light, like an unshakable mountain. He stretched out a big hand and grabbed Yang Ling as if covering the sky and the sun.

There was endless power in that palm, as if it wanted to capture Yang Ling alive.

When Yang Ling saw this, he knew that if he got entangled with Dizang, he would definitely be held back by these Western disciples, wasting precious time, and his chances of escape would be even slimmer.

Thinking of this, his mind moved, and the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd burst out with an even brighter light again. Countless soul-dispersing red sands gathered into a red torrent, which forcibly broke through Dizang's big hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ao Ming moved forward, carrying Yang Ling and Meng Xiang, and rushed through the encirclement of Dizang and the others and escaped.

When Dashizhi saw this, he tried to chase after him but was stopped by Dizang.

"Brother, why are you stopping me?" Mahasthamaprapta looked anxious and asked Ksitigarbha in confusion.

"What can you do if you catch up with him? He has many spiritual treasures and great magical powers. We can't stop him with just a few of us."

A deep light flashed in Dizang's eyes, and he said slowly: "Besides, he is a disciple of the Human Religion Sect. If we kill him, it will be difficult to explain in the future.

But fortunately, it’s not just us who are anxious now, but also Zizai Tianbo Xun and the others.”

Dashizhi understood, "Brother, do you mean to let them take action first?"

“These Asura Cult guys are crazier than each other. Even if they knew that Yang Ling is a disciple of the Human Cult, I’m afraid they wouldn’t care…”

As Dizang spoke, he looked into the distance thoughtfully, "We just delayed the time, so I think Zizai Tian Boxun and the others should be able to catch up with Yang Ling in time, right?"

……

The black dragon Ao Ming swam upstream in the Wangchuan River. The water flow was just a trivial obstacle to him, and his speed was not much slower than before.

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

At this time, they were traveling in the Forgotten River, which could effectively avoid the search of divine thoughts. It could be said that it was a hundred benefits with no 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 Forgotten 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, creating huge waves, like a majestic mountain.

Zizai Tianbo Xun and Shiva were standing on the top of the peak. Their eyes were cold, like two insurmountable walls, firmly blocking the way of Yang Ling and his group.

Yang Ling's heart sank slightly, but when he realized that they were the only two there, he relaxed again.

Apparently his previous strategy was somewhat effective, at least it managed to hold back the other two Heavenly Demon Kings.

Now the only ones blocking the way are Avalokitesvara, Posun and Shiva, as well as Ksitigarbha and others who may be hiding in the dark and watching closely.

He took a deep breath and put Ao Ming and Meng Xiang into the map of mountains and rivers.

Neither Ao Ming nor Meng Xiang were qualified to intervene in this fight. Facing a Daluo Jinxian-level existence, they couldn't even withstand a single blow.

Afterwards, he activated the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, and countless soul-dispersing red sands were like a red torrent, carrying the power to destroy everything, and rushed straight towards Zizaitian, Posun and Shiva.

The next moment, a huge demon mirror slowly emerged in the void behind Shiva.

The mirror surface was emitting a faint black light, as if it could swallow up all light.

Just as the Soul-scattering Red Sand was about to touch Shiva, the light of the Sky Demon Mirror flashed, and all the attacks were turned back as if they had touched an invisible barrier, rushing towards Yang Ling with a more ferocious attitude. Zizai Tianbo 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 due to the pressure of this force, as if even the void was about to be pierced by this punch.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Yang Ling's eyes. 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 to meet Zizai Tianboxun's fist.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

The moment 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 managed to stabilize his body.

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

This shows that although the two people's power is similar, Zizai Tianbo Xun is still superior.

Yang Ling frowned, obviously he didn't expect that Zizai Tian Boxun's power was so strong. Even if he tried his best, he could only fight him to a draw.

After stabilizing himself, Zizai Tian Boxun was even more surprised. He stared at Yang Ling in shock and said in a deep voice: "From the fluctuations of your Yuan Shen, you are only a Golden Immortal. How can you have such power?"

Yang Ling ignored him, his eyes swept between Shiva and Zizai Tianbo Xun, and he quickly thought about the next countermeasure in his mind.

Zizai Tian Boxun saw this and did not ask any more questions. He flashed again and pounced towards Yang Ling like a peerless Shura. It was obvious that he wanted to end the battle as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

At this moment, a figure as sharp as a blade of water appeared out of nowhere.

She was a tall and fit woman. Her movements were extremely swift. In almost the blink of an eye, she was in front of Zizai Tianboxun.

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

With a loud "bang", Zizai Tianboxun's huge body was kicked away like a kite with a broken string, and crashed into the mountain wall in the distance, shattering 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 and showed her heroic figure.

There was a sharp light flashing in her eyes and her face was cold and indifferent, giving people a sense of wild and strong beauty, as if she was a female war god who walked out of ancient legends.

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: "Nine Phoenix Great Wizard!"

It turned out that she was the famous Nine Phoenix Witch among the witch clan in ancient times!

The strength of the great wizard of the wizard clan is obvious to all.

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 Tianboxun would treat her as an ancestor when seeing her.

Rumor has it that the reason why the Asuras have been staying in the Netherworld Blood Sea is because the land was originally occupied by the Witch Clan, and the Asuras did not dare to fight with the Witch Clan!

After learning the woman's identity, Yang Ling felt a little happy.

The witch clan has no primordial spirit, so the Hongmeng Purple Qi is of no use to witches like Jiufeng. The fact that she can come to the rescue at this moment is most likely because she is following the orders of Hou Tu Niangniang.

The Great Witch Jiufeng looked coldly at Zizai Tian Boxun, with a flash of disdain in his eyes: "Are you Asuras planning to invade my underworld?"

Zizai Tian Boxun's expression changed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "We are here only for this Golden Immortal, and have nothing to do with you, fellow Taoist. Please don't meddle in other people's business!"

Before he finished speaking, the Great Witch Jiufeng said in a cold voice: "What a joke! This is the underworld, my queen's territory. You are making trouble here, and you dare to accuse me of meddling in other people's business... Who gave you the courage!"

After saying that, she tore through the space and appeared directly in front of Zizai Tianbo Xun. She kicked him away with one kick, then 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, Shiva and Boshun had already flown away.

The Great Witch Jiufeng's eyes fell on Yang Ling. Her voice was cold and direct: "Let's go. The Queen asked me to take you to Pingxin Palace."

Yang Ling's heart moved, and he was about to nod in agreement, when suddenly, a strong sense of oppression swept over him, shocking him.

He looked up and saw a dazzling sword light cutting through the sky and instantly descending in front of them.

The leader of the Styx has his hands behind his back, with a cold and indifferent expression, his feet are standing on the twelfth-grade red lotus of karma fire, the Northern Xuanyuan Water Control Flag is hanging behind him, and a blood-red fairy sword is circling around him.

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

The face of the Great Wizard Jiufeng darkened slightly, and he punched him directly, shouting: "This disciple of the Human Cult is the one that the Queen wants to protect!

Master of the Styx, do you want to be an enemy of the Queen?"

The leader of the Styx frowned and said in a deep voice: "I just want to take back the treasure he stole from me, and I won't hurt him at all!"

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

The Great Witch Jiufeng looked solemn, and stood in front of Yang Ling, looking at the Styx Cult Leader and said in a deep voice: "Since you insist on being an enemy of the Queen, then go ahead!

See if you can escape back to your Netherworld Blood Sea before the Queen makes a move!"

"Humph!"

The leader of the Styx snorted coldly, still reaching out to grab Yang Ling, as if he didn't take the words of the Nine Phoenix Witch to heart.

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

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

"Boom!"

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

With a deafening roar, teams of fairy maidens holding round fans, canopies and other ceremonial objects appeared, and mighty generals holding axes led the way. Then a chariot pulled by a nine-headed dragon slowly drove out, shining with golden light and majestic, demonstrating supreme dignity and majesty.

On the imperial chariot, sat a middle-aged man wearing an imperial robe and a crown, looking noble and extraordinary.

The person who came was none other than Lord Haotian.

His gaze was like the brightest star in the world, sweeping across the crowd, filled with unquestionable majesty.

The expression of the leader of the Styx suddenly changed. He never thought that the Lord 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 Lord Haotian coming, Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

After he discussed the merging of heaven and earth with Niang Niang Pingxin, he informed Lord Haotian of the matter and asked him to come to the negotiation with sincerity.

Obviously, this brother-in-law not only came, but also came to the rescue at the critical moment!
With the joint protection of the two major forces of the Underworld and Heaven, he just didn't believe that the leader of the Styx could do anything to him!
(End of this chapter)