Chapter 209 The Hongmeng Purple Qi is given to you, do you dare to take it?

Bei Ming
The wind was cold and the sky was gloomy.

A vast expanse of glaciers stretches to the horizon.

In this frozen world, Yang Ling and Master Xuandu stood side by side, overlooking the bottomless abyss beneath their feet.

Their figures looked particularly lonely in the wind and snow.

Yang Ling jumped lightly, and his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, jumping directly into the abyss.

Master Xuandu followed closely behind, and a faint light emanated from him, dispelling the darkness around them.

The two of them were like two meteors, breaking through the silence of the abyss and diving into the depths of endless darkness.

The cold current around them was as sharp as a knife, but it seemed to leave no trace on them.

There was a faint glow around the two of them, like a transparent film as thin as a cicada's wing, preventing anything from the outside world from invading their bodies.

As they dived, huge creatures would occasionally pass by in the abyss, making dull sounds of water.

Those giants were huge, like ancient monsters, but they seemed to sense the aura of the two people. They didn't dare to approach them, but just surrounded them from a distance, as if watching curiously.

As time went by, the two had dived into the abyss for a long time, but still could not see the end.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel curious.

The North Sea Abyss has always been mysterious and unpredictable. Legend has it that no one has been able to explore its depth. But today, when we explored it, it seemed to be truly bottomless.

Master Xuandu had a calm expression. He knew that there were countless secrets hidden in this abyss, and perhaps they could uncover one or two of them today.

He said softly to Yang Ling: "Brother, don't be impatient. The North Sea Abyss is not a bottomless abyss like the Guixu Abyss... It's just that the North Sea Abyss is deep enough, and the deeper you go, the colder it gets. That's why ordinary immortals and gods can hardly get close to it. That's why there is a legend of a bottomless abyss."

Yang Ling nodded. Although he felt a little uneasy, he trusted Master Xuandu's words very much.

Since Master Xuandu said that the North Ming Abyss has a bottom, then it must have a bottom.

They continued to dive downwards. The darkness and coldness around them seemed to grow thicker and thicker, but Yang Ling became calmer and calmer.

If he were alone, facing the darkness and loneliness, he might still feel a little uneasy, but this time he was traveling with Master Xuandu!
With such a big boss helping him, he really has nothing to worry about...even if they are about to face a genuine quasi-saint!

In the abyss, time seemed to have lost its meaning, and the surrounding darkness and coldness became the only companions.

Master Xuandu and Yang Ling had been sneaking for a long time, but the abyss still seemed endless, with no sign of reaching the end.

Suddenly, Master Xuandu's expression changed, as if he sensed something.

He waved his hand lightly, releasing a faint light that illuminated the waters ahead. He said to Yang Ling, "Brother, follow me!"

Yang Ling nodded, and the two of them immediately changed direction and headed to the left.

Guided by the faint light, they soon caught up with a giant water beast.

The behemoth is extremely large, like a moving mountain, and its shape is similar to a combination of a dragon and a whale.

"This is a dragon whale."

Master Xuandu frowned. He had originally captured the breath of a large number of living creatures, but now there was only this dragon whale in front of him, which was completely different from his perception.

He turned to Yang Ling and said, "I clearly sensed the aura of a large number of living creatures, how could there be only this one dragon whale? Is there something wrong with my sensing?"

Yang Ling was also confused. He carefully observed the dragon whale, watching its huge body swaying slowly, shaking its head and tail as it swam away into the distance.

At this moment, Yang Ling's heart suddenly moved, and a bold guess flashed in his mind: "Could it be that they all hid in the dragon whale's belly?"

As soon as this idea came to mind, Yang Ling felt it was a little absurd, but at the same time, he felt that it was not completely impossible.

After all, in such an abyssal environment, powerful creatures often become shelters for other creatures, and the size of the dragon whale is enough to hide countless creatures.

Master Xuandu seemed to have noticed something strange about Yang Ling. He asked, "Brother, what did you think of?"

Yang Ling expressed his guess. After hearing it, Master Xuandu raised his eyebrows slightly and seemed quite interested: "This is an interesting idea. Why don't we follow this dragon whale for a while and see if we can find anything."

The two decided not to go deeper for the time being, but to keep a certain distance and follow the dragon whale quietly.

Their figures shuttled through the undercurrent of the abyss like two ghosts, not attracting the attention of any creature.

As time went by, the dragon whale didn't seem to notice the two immortals following it.

It continued to swim slowly in the abyss, and Yang Ling and Master Xuandu remained patient, following the dragon whale at a leisurely pace.

The huge body of the dragon whale swam slowly in the abyss, and the surrounding water surged with its movements.

Yang Ling and Master Xuandu followed closely behind, keeping a certain distance so as not to disturb the giant.

After a long time, spots of fluorescence suddenly flashed in the darkness ahead, like the stars in the night sky, gradually gathering into a dazzling sea of ​​light.

It was a school of deep-sea fish, their bodies containing faint bioluminescence, reflecting a mysterious and beautiful scene.

Yang Ling and Master Xuandu stopped and quietly admired this rare sight.

At this moment, the huge monster in front suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a powerful suction force sucked the surrounding water and deep-sea fish into its mouth.

The expression of Master Xuandu changed slightly. When the dragon whale opened its mouth to swallow the fish, he once again sensed a large amount of life breath, some of which were powerful.

Yang Ling also noticed this, and his expression became serious.

"Junior brother, it seems that your guess is correct."

Master Xuandu turned to look at Yang Ling, with a hint of approval in his eyes, "It seems that the Beiming clan is indeed hiding in the belly of the dragon whale. This also explains why we only sensed one dragon whale before."

Yang Ling nodded and said with a smile: "Now we don't have to worry about not being able to find Ancestor Kunpeng!"

Master Xuandu smiled slightly and said no more.

He signaled to Yang Ling, and the two of them gathered their true energy, transforming it into a faint light that quickly shot into the dragon whale's huge mouth.

As the two entered, the dragon whale's huge mouth slowly closed and swallowed them into its stomach.

The surrounding environment suddenly became darker, but for the two immortals with profound cultivation, this darkness was nothing.

Inside the dragon whale's belly, a vast expanse of space appeared before Yang Ling and Master Xuandu. The scene here was completely different from the cold darkness outside, as if it were an independent small world, with light flashing in the sky and lush vegetation on the ground.

Without any hesitation, the two of them condensed a powerful immortal power and bombarded the crystal wall of this world.

With a loud roar, the crystal wall shattered and two figures passed through.

Their sudden appearance immediately aroused alarm.

Many demon gods of the North Sea sensed the presence of outsiders and rushed in from all directions, surrounding Yang Ling and Master Xuandu in the center.

One of the tall and thin Taoists had a stern expression and eyes as sharp as a knife.

He swung the whisk in his hand, and the strands of dust instantly grew longer, transforming into thousands of spirit snakes that coiled around the two men, intending to take them down directly.

But just when the whisk was about to touch the two people, a flash of sword light, a flash of cold light, and the whisk broke, turning into countless pieces that floated in the air.

Before the sword light faded, Yang Ling's figure had already appeared. He put his fingers together like swords, and remnants of dust were still entangled on his fingertips.

Master Xuandu stood aside, his expression still calm, as if he had already expected Yang Ling to take action.

The Taoist's face changed, obviously he didn't expect the two to be so strong. He steadied himself and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Beiming forbidden land!"

A trace of disdain flashed across Yang Ling's eyes. He pointed at the tall and thin Taoist priest and said in a cold and hard voice, "I recognize you. You are Taoist He Luo, a disciple of Master Kunpeng, right?"

"Who are you?" Taoist He Luo looked at Yang Ling in surprise. He felt that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

In fact, the two had met briefly in the underworld at that time. This Taoist He Luo was a master who had already achieved the Daluo Dao Fruit.

Of course, in front of the great master Xuandu, he could only be considered a lowly player. Even in front of Yang Ling, he might not be able to get the upper hand.

At this moment, a more powerful aura came from afar.

"Master!"

"Ancestor!"

Along with the greetings from the North Sea Demon Gods, a majestic figure in a black robe slowly walked over. He was tall and was none other than the Kunpeng Demon Master himself.

"Who is so bold as to trespass into my Great Northern Abyss and act wildly? He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

The voice of Demon Master Kunpeng was like thunder, and his eyes were like two sharp arrows, shooting straight at Yang Ling and Master Xuandu.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, revealing a look of surprise and shock, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's you?"

Yang Ling did not waste time talking to him and said directly: "I am Yang Ling, a disciple of the Human Sect. This is my senior brother, the Great Master Xuandu. This time I came to see the Demon Master Kunpeng for an important matter!"

Hearing this, the atmosphere suddenly became tense. All the surrounding Beiming demon gods looked at each other, obviously surprised by Yang Ling's tough attitude.

However, they also felt the powerful aura emanating from Yang Ling and Master Xuandu, so they dared not act rashly.

The surprise on Patriarch Kunpeng's face quickly disappeared, replaced by a pleasant expression.

He stepped forward quickly and said with a smile: "Haha, it turns out that you are two top disciples of the Human Education. I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive me for my impoliteness.

I really didn't expect that the two saints' disciples would come to Beiming in person. I wonder what you two have to say?"

Master Xuandu nodded slightly, his expression still peaceful, his voice was particularly clear in this silent space: "I dare not take your orders, we came here specifically to send a primordial purple aura to Master Demon."

Hearing this, the smile on Kunpeng's face froze. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously shocked by the words of Master Xuandu.

Looking at the pair of fellow apprentices, Grandmaster Xuandu and Yang Ling, a complex light flashed in the eyes of the old ancestor Kunpeng. After a brief hesitation, he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean, Grandmaster? The Hongmeng Purple Qi is a treasure. Although I long for it, I also know that the treasure has fallen into the hands of this young friend Yang Ling..."

"That's why I brought my junior brother to the North Sea. If the demon master wants the Hongmeng Purple Qi, just come and snatch it away." Master Xuandu said lightly.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of Kunpeng Patriarch, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Master Xuandu, what do you mean by this? Are you here to provoke me today?"

The great master Xuandu looked relaxed. He looked at the ancestor Kunpeng with a sarcastic smile on his face: "Provocation? No, no, no, I'm just stating the facts.

Since Master Demon has always been coveting the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I have brought my junior brother here today.

If Master Demon has the courage, feel free to take it away."

Yang Ling was standing next to Master Xuandu. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat. He did not expect that Master Xuandu would challenge Patriarch Kunpeng so directly.

Although he knew that his senior brother was extremely powerful, he was, after all, a veteran quasi-saint and the leader of the North Abyss Demon God.

The entire North Sea Demon God clan preserved its strength during the ancient war between wizards and liches, so Patriarch Kunpeng has several subordinates at the level of Daluo Jinxian!
An act of open provocation like the one Master Xuandu showed up at your doorstep was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

However, Yang Ling knew that since Master Xuandu dared to do this, he must be sure of getting away with it safely.

The expression on Kunpeng's face became even uglier. He clenched his hands tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hands were faintly protruding. He asked in a deep voice: "Xuan Du, what do you mean? Do you people like to act wildly on other people's territory?"

The great master Xuandu was unmoved. He looked directly at the old ancestor Kunpeng, with an unquestionable warning in his tone: "Old ancestor Kunpeng, I know you have always wanted the Hongmeng Purple Qi. This time I brought my junior brother to the North Sea to give you a chance.

If you really have the ability, why do you do it openly? Why do you always do it secretly behind the scenes? "

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The surrounding Northern Dark Demon Gods all felt the heavy atmosphere and held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

There was a trace of struggle in the eyes of Kunpeng Patriarch. He knew clearly that this was obviously a trap, but when he thought about the Hongmeng Purple Qi right in front of him, as long as he captured these two people to teach his disciples...

With their skills, they are totally no match for him!

What's more, this is the North Ming Abyss, the territory of his ancestor Kunpeng!
Oh, right, the Tai Chi diagram!

When Ancestor Kunpeng thought of the power of the Tai Chi diagram, he was suddenly startled.

He took a deep breath, and the anger on his face seemed to subside a little. He slowly said, "Ever since I learned that the Hongmeng Purple Qi fell into the hands of young friend Yang Ling, I have understood that this is the will of heaven, and I have no desire to covet it at all."

He turned his gaze to Yang Ling, a complex light flashed in his eyes, and continued: "It is difficult to defy the will of heaven. It is destiny that the Hongmeng Purple Qi is in your hands. How could I snatch it away?"

When Master Xuandu heard this, an unfathomable light flashed in his eyes. He did not directly respond to what Patriarch Kunpeng said, but just said lightly: "It's better this way."

The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence for a while, and the surrounding Beiming demon gods looked at each other, not knowing what would happen next.

Patriarch Kunpeng understood the implication of Master Xuandu's words. He knew that today's events might not end here.

However, he was unwilling to lose face on his own territory, so he said in a deep voice: "Since the two disciples of the Human Sect have come to Beiming in person, I should do my best to be a good host. I wonder if you two would do me the honor of going with me to Beiming Palace for a chat?"

(End of this chapter)