Chapter 267 Cursed Killing
Under the boundless sky, in the misty Nine Skies Cloud Star Array, two figures were confronting each other.

On one side is the heroic and majestic Yang Ling, with the blue sky on his back and the firmament under his feet; on the other side is the mysterious and immortal Taoist Lu Ya, who has a profound Taoist practice and his every move shows his transcendence.

The two stood in mid-air, surrounded by brilliant light, as if they were two immortal gods.

With a clear whistle, Yang Ling took the lead. He formed seals with his hands, and the vast spiritual power in his body surged out, transforming into an incomparably blazing sun fire, like the sun falling from the sky, rushing straight towards Taoist Lu Ya with destructive power.

The flame contained endless heat and light, as if it could turn everything in the world into nothing.

Facing this fierce attack, Taoist Lu Ya remained calm, with a faint smile on his lips. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a mysterious force surged out from his body, instantly forming a flowing starry sky around him, with stars twinkling and their trajectories intersecting. This was the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" technique that he had practiced for many years.

When the true fire of the sun touched the starry sky, it was like a drop in the ocean. It was pulled by the tracks of countless stars, its direction suddenly changed, and finally turned into nothingness and dissipated into the invisible.

Seeing that the attack missed, Yang Ling frowned slightly, then he stretched out his body and turned into a flash of lightning. In an instant he was in front of Taoist Lu Ya. He put his hands together and a flash of lightning appeared. It was the Shenxiao Thunder Method that he had practiced hard.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and thick lightning bolts like heavenly punishment poured down towards Taoist Lu Ya with destructive power. The entire mountain trembled, as if only these horrible thunder and lightning were left between heaven and earth.

However, Taoist Lu Ya appeared calm in the face of this overwhelming attack. He put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and concentrated. A powerful aura rose from his body. It was the "I Am the Only One" skill he practiced.

As he slowly opened his eyes, an invisible force spread out from him. The raging lightning seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier and was bounced away, unable to get close. Taoist Lu Ya was surrounded by a golden halo, like an immortal god of war, standing firm.

The setback in his offensive did not discourage Yang Ling, but aroused his fighting spirit. His figure flashed, and a long sword formed by spiritual power appeared in his hand. The sword was engraved with complex plant totems, which was his proud "Grass Sword Technique". He lightly tapped the tip of the sword, and the surrounding plants seemed to respond to his call, and instantly became full of vitality and green. A natural force gathered at the tip of the sword, turning into a green sword light, cutting through the sky and going straight to Taoist Lu Ya.

Taoist Lu Ya smiled approvingly when he saw this. He knew very well that Yang Ling's move was extraordinary, so he did not hold back any longer. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out, transforming into a huge golden crow, flapping its wings and flying high, its whole body bathed in flames. This was his unique skill, the "Golden Crow Bathing in Fire".

As the Golden Crow spread its wings, flames surged forth like tides, colliding with Yang Ling's Grass Sword Technique. The two forces intertwined, bursting out into a dazzling light that illuminated the entire sky.

In this fierce battle, Yang Ling and Taoist Lu Ya each displayed their magical powers, and it was hard to tell who was better. Yang Ling's mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and he used one of his most proud secret methods - "Fighting Secret".

I saw his body suddenly grow in size, and a tremendous fighting spirit emanated from his body, as if he had turned into a god of battle. Every punch and kick contained the power to create the world, making the space tremble.

Faced with Yang Ling's almost crazy attack, Taoist Lu Ya was not willing to be outdone. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he performed the secret method of the void.

In an instant, his figure became vague and vague, as if it had merged into the void. No matter how fierce Yang Ling's attack was, he could not touch his body.

Taoist Lu Ya shuttled through the void, sometimes appearing behind Yang Ling, sometimes appearing above his head, launching a counterattack with lightning speed, making Yang Ling unable to defend himself.

As time went by, the fight became more and more intense. Yang Ling and Taoist Lu Ya had already tried their best. Various magical powers and secret techniques emerged one after another, turning the entire mountain into a dazzling battlefield.

Yang Ling's unique skills such as the Sun's True Fire, the Divine Night Thunder Method, the Grass Sword Technique, the Fighting Secret, the Xing Secret and so on were used one after another, and each move and each style contained earth-shaking power. Taoist Lu Ya's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, the Only I Am Supreme Skill, the Golden Crow's Bathing in Fire Technique and the Xing Secret were also exquisite, with equal emphasis on defense and attack, and the two were inseparable in the fight.

With a low chant, Taoist Lu Ya formed seals with his hands, and the vast spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into a bright light and rushing straight into the sky.

Hidden in that light was an ancient scroll, on which were painted thousands of demons and gods with various shapes and majestic appearances. It was the treasure that he had treasured for many years - the Picture of Ten Thousand Demons.

As Taoist Lu Ya controlled the picture of ten thousand monsters, it slowly unfolded, and waves of monster energy rushed up into the sky, shaking the heaven and earth. In an instant, the monster gods in the picture seemed to be given life, breaking free from their restraints, turning into streams of light, and rushing towards Yang Ling. Those monster gods turned into giant dragons, rolling and roaring; or turned into tigers, roaring in the mountains; or turned into phoenixes, flying high. They brought destructive power and tried to devour Yang Ling.

Facing this overwhelming attack, Yang Ling was not afraid. His eyes were like torches, his body shook, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into a green sword light, which was his proud "Cao Zi Sword Technique". The sword light drew a beautiful arc in the air, instantly killing the demon gods one by one. However, the number of demon gods was so large that it seemed endless. Although Yang Ling killed a group of them, more demon gods came like a tide, making him overwhelmed.

At this critical moment, Yang Ling took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. He formed seals with his hands and performed the "Fighting Secret". His body swelled up, and a monstrous fighting spirit emanated from his body, as if he had turned into a god of battle. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped, and the power of plants and trees surged out, turning into green vines, entangled and bound the demon gods that rushed over, and at the same time used the power of the Fighting Secret to defeat those demon gods one by one.

However, Taoist Lu Ya did not stop there. Seeing Yang Ling's ease, he sneered, quickly formed seals with his hands, and once again performed the "Star-Shifting Technique". In an instant, the entire space seemed to be distorted, and Yang Ling's attack was cleverly directed to the side, while those demon gods took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, putting Yang Ling in a difficult situation.

Faced with this sudden change, Yang Ling did not panic. His mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged again, and he used the "Xing Word Secret".

He flashed and turned into a stream of light, moving freely among the demon gods, as if he had merged into the void. The attacks of the demon gods all missed, unable to touch his body.

Seeing Yang Ling being so cunning, Taoist Lu Ya was secretly angry. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, and he performed the "Five Elements Thunder Method".

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, and thick lightning bolts like heavenly punishment, with destructive power, poured down towards Yang Ling. The lightning contained the power of the five elements, with infinite power, as if it could turn everything in the world into nothingness.

Facing this terrifying attack, Yang Ling did not retreat. His eyes were like torches, his body shook, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he once again performed the "Cao Zi Sword Technique". The long sword in his hand turned into a green sword light, colliding with the lightning, bursting out with dazzling light. However, the Five Elements Thunder Method was powerful. Although Yang Ling barely resisted the attack, he was also shocked and retreated again and again, and his blood was boiling.

Seeing this, Taoist Lu Ya was secretly pleased. He knew Yang Ling was already at a disadvantage, so he used the "Golden Crow Bathing in Fire" technique again. Instantly, a huge golden crow phantom gathered behind him, flapping its wings and flying high, with flames like a tide, rushing towards Yang Ling. The golden crow was bathed in flames, like a god of fire, majestic and fearful.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Yang Ling did not give up. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged again, and he displayed one of his most proud secret techniques - the ultimate meaning of "Fighting Word Secret".

His body suddenly grew in size, and he exuded a tremendous fighting spirit and fighting spirit, as if he had merged with the heaven and earth, and had become the god of battle. He waved the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped, and a bright green light instantly cut through the sky and collided with the golden crow.

Taoist Lu Ya had a stern face and deep eyes. He slowly raised his hands and flicked his fingertips. 365 star banners instantly appeared around him. Each banner was embroidered with intricate star patterns, shining with dazzling light.

As he chanted the low and long spell, billions of stars seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gathering from all directions, forming a brilliant galaxy, pouring towards Yang Ling with the power to destroy the world.

Facing this overwhelming star attack, Yang Ling did not show any panic. His eyes were like torches, and his body was upright, like an unyielding god of war. He knew very well how powerful Taoist Lu Ya was, but he was not afraid at all.

He formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged. An ancient gourd appeared in his hands - the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. The surface of the gourd was engraved with complicated runes, emitting a strange aura.

Yang Ling took a deep breath and blew hard on the gourd. Suddenly, a stream of blood-red sand gushed out. It was soul-dispersing red sand, which carried a terrifying aura and instantly filled the entire sky.

The red sands intertwined and evolved in the air, and actually formed a galaxy of stars, which echoed the galaxy of stars summoned by Taoist Lu Ya, but was completely different.

This galaxy, which was formed from the soul-dispersing red sand, is eerily red, as if it can devour everything around it.

The two sides countered each other's moves, and the galaxies collided in the air, causing a deafening roar.

The stars and galaxies controlled by Taoist Lu Ya seemed to contain endless power. They smashed towards Yang Ling frantically, trying to drown him in the sea of ​​stars. Yang Ling controlled the stars and galaxies derived from the soul-scattering red sand. The red sand seemed to have spirituality, accurately capturing the trajectory of each star and defeating them one by one.

In this fierce battle, the expressions of both sides were extremely solemn. Although Taoist Lu Ya was mysterious and powerful, facing Yang Ling's bravery and wisdom, he had to admit the strength of this young man. His manipulation of the Star Flag became more and more skillful, and the attacks of the Star River became more and more fierce, but Yang Ling was always able to resolve the crisis again and again with his wisdom and magic.

Yang Ling held a long sword in his hand and shuttled lightly among the stars. Every time he swung the sword, he could accurately cut off the trajectory of the stars and crush them into tiny points of starlight.

At the same time, he continued to blow the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, releasing more soul-dispersing red sand to strengthen his defense and attack.

As time went by, the battle between the two sides became more and more intense. The collision between the galaxies was no longer a simple contest of strength, but a contest of magic and wisdom. In this contest, Yang Ling gradually gained the upper hand.

Relying on his profound understanding of magic and superb manipulation skills, he successfully resolved Taoist Lu Ya's attacks one by one and gradually approached the opponent.

Taoist Lu Ya, the mysterious immortal master, waved his hands lightly, and 365 star flags danced like living things. Each flag was embroidered with a brilliant star pattern, flashing a dazzling light. As he chanted a low and long spell, billions of stars seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, gathering from all directions, forming a vast and boundless star river, pouring towards Yang Ling with the power of destroying the world.

Facing this overwhelming star attack, Yang Ling did not show any panic. His eyes were like torches, and his body was upright, like an unyielding god of war. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged. An ancient and mysterious gourd appeared in his hand - the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. The surface of the gourd was carved with complex runes, exuding a strange and powerful aura, as if it contained endless power.

Yang Ling's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and he blew hard on the gourd. Suddenly, a stream of blood-red gravel gushed out from it, surging like a volcanic eruption. The soul-scattering red sand intertwined and evolved in the air, and unexpectedly formed a dazzling galaxy, which echoed the starry galaxy summoned by Taoist Lu Ya, but was completely different. This galaxy derived from the soul-scattering red sand was red and mysterious, as if it could swallow everything around it, releasing a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

The two sides countered each other's moves, and the stars collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The stars controlled by Taoist Lu Ya, each star seemed to contain endless power, and they smashed towards Yang Ling frantically, trying to drown him in the sea of ​​stars. Yang Ling controlled the stars derived from the soul-scattering red sand, and the red sand seemed to have spirituality, accurately capturing the trajectory of each star, and crushing them one by one into tiny points of starlight.

In this thrilling battle, Yang Ling's control skills reached the level of perfection. Holding a long sword, he shuttled lightly between the stars. Every time he swung the sword, he could accurately cut off the trajectory of the stars and smash them into nothingness. At the same time, he kept blowing the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, releasing more soul-dispersing red sand to strengthen his defense and attack. The red sand surged like a tide, swallowing up and disintegrating Taoist Lu Ya's starry river bit by bit.

As time went by, the battle between the two sides became more and more intense. The collision between the stars was no longer a simple contest of strength, but a contest of magic and wisdom. In this contest, Yang Ling gradually gained the upper hand with his deep understanding of magic and superb manipulation skills. His soul-scattering red sand was like an invisible giant net, trapping Taoist Lu Ya's stars and galaxies tightly, making it impossible to escape.

Finally, after a shocking collision, the stars and galaxies summoned by Taoist Lu Ya were completely defeated by Yang Ling's Soul-Dispersing Red Sand. Those stars seemed to have lost their power and dissipated in the air, turning into dots of starlight that fell on the earth. Yang Ling stood there, holding the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd and the long sword, his eyes revealing the pride and confidence of a winner.

Amid the spectacular sight of shattered stars and red sand filling the sky, Yang Ling demonstrated his extraordinary ability to respond and resist, and his fierce confrontation with Taoist Lu Ya reached a new peak.

Taoist Lu Ya saw his starry sky being gradually eroded by Yang Ling's soul-dispersing red sand, and a trace of anger and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He waved his hands violently, and the runes on the star flag shone. Suddenly, several bright star beams shot out from the flag, like aliens from outer space, with destructive power, directly attacking Yang Ling's vital points.

Facing this sudden and fierce attack, Yang Ling seemed calm. He moved slightly, like a ghost shuttling between the stars, skillfully avoiding the star beams. At the same time, the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand once again spewed out scarlet sand. The soul-dispersing red sand seemed to have spirituality, automatically gathering into a series of barriers, tightly wrapping Yang Ling in it, resisting the bombardment of the star beams.

Taoist Lu Ya's attacks became more and more fierce, and star beams poured down like raindrops, trying to break through Yang Ling's defense. However, Yang Ling relied on his deep understanding of magic and superb control skills to resolve the crisis again and again. The long sword in his hand swung like lightning, and every swing of the sword could accurately cut off the star beams and smash them into nothingness.

In this thrilling contest, Yang Ling showed his extraordinary coping ability and tenacious fighting spirit. He not only successfully withstood the fierce attack of Lu Ya Taoist, but also gradually found opportunities to counterattack.

He kept blowing the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, releasing more soul-dispersing red sand to strengthen his defense and attack. The red sand surged like a tide, swallowing up and disintegrating Taoist Lu Ya's star beam bit by bit.

Yang Ling held the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd and a long sword in his hands. Against the backdrop of the stars, his figure appeared even taller and more majestic, like a god of war standing between heaven and earth, awe-inspiring.

The Star Banner swayed, releasing thousands of silver lights, interweaving with the Soul-Scattering Red Sand that Yang Ling had spread to form a thrilling picture of the sky. Every collision of light was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were also trembling, and the whole world was shocked by this powerful force.

On the battlefield, the stars commanded by Taoist Lu Ya streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, rushing towards Yang Ling with destructive force. Yang Ling used his long sword as a guide and the soul-scattering red sand as a shield. At the critical moment, he constructed layers of scarlet protective nets, deflecting the attacks of the stars one by one. The air was filled with strong spiritual power fluctuations, and the figures of the two people appeared and disappeared in the galaxy. Every confrontation caused ripples, as if the entire universe was shocked by this unprecedented battle.

The star beams and the soul-scattering red sand collided fiercely in the air, bursting out dazzling light, like the sun and the moon shining together, and like the falling of stars. The entire battlefield was rendered both magnificent and terrifying, which made people feel awe. Yang Ling was agile, like a dragon playing in the water, and he shuttled freely in the dense star attacks. Every time he swung his sword, it was accurate and he chopped the stars into dots of light, showing his extraordinary martial arts and wisdom.

Taoist Lu Ya looked solemn, constantly changing the formation of the Star Banner, trying to find a breakthrough. The battle entered a white-hot stage, and it seemed that only the stars and the red sand were left in the world. Every second was full of tension and excitement, and the spectators all held their breath and stared, afraid of missing any details.

In this epic battle, the power released by the Star Banner and the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd intersected in the air, forming a series of gorgeous light curtains. These light curtains were like the most gorgeous fireworks between heaven and earth, but they contained energy that was enough to destroy the world.

Across the galaxy, their figures were like two eternal lightning bolts, shuttling back and forth between the edge of light and shadow. Every time the swords touched the stars, it stirred up circles of heart-stirring ripples, as if they were going to tear the world apart.

The Star Banner danced in the hands of Taoist Lu Ya, like a living thing, releasing thousands of silver lights, trying to trap Yang Ling in this endless maze of stars. However, Yang Ling was not afraid at all. He held a long sword, his figure was as light as a swallow, and he shuttled freely between the stars. Every time he swung his sword, he accurately defeated Taoist Lu Ya's attack.

The two fought so fiercely that it seemed as if only the two of them were left flickering between heaven and earth. The stars and the sword beams intertwined, forming a series of dazzling and gorgeous paintings. The spectators held their breath and watched, fearing to miss any details. This fight was too shocking.

As time went by, the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage. Yang Ling and Taoist Lu Ya exerted their strength to the extreme, and every confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if to tear the world apart. However, at this critical moment, Yang Ling suddenly exerted his strength, and with a swing of his long sword, a dazzling sword light cut through the sky and went straight to Taoist Lu Ya's vital point.

When Taoist Lu Ya saw this, his face suddenly changed. He knew that he could not withstand this attack. So he quickly cast a spell, turned into a black shadow, and fled to the depths of the sky in a panic.

When Taoist Ran Deng saw Taoist Lu Ya running back, he frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure and asked softly, "Daoist Fellow Lu Ya, is there any incident that has brought you back?"

Taoist Lu Ya's face was solemn, but his eyes were gleaming with a gloomy light. He said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist Randeng, although I have temporarily retreated, I have not retreated in defeat. Although Yang Ling is strong, I have secretly collected his aura. Now is the time for me to use the Seven Arrows Book to take his life."

When Master Ran Deng heard this, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but it was soon replaced by deep worry.

He knew that the Seven Arrows Book was an ancient secret technique with great power, but it was also extremely dangerous. If the caster was not careful, he might suffer a backlash. The Taoist Master Ran Deng said, "Daoist Fellow Lu Ya, this matter depends entirely on you. If Yang Ling is not eliminated, he will become a great threat. I hope you can successfully cast the spell and eradicate this evil."

Taoist Lu Ya nodded when he heard this. He turned to Shen Gongbao and said, "Shen Gongbao, quickly select capable soldiers, build an altar outside the temple, and set up the Tiangang formation."

Shen Gongbao took the order and left.

Soon, there was a noise coming from the Xiqi camp.

The busy figures of the soldiers were looming in the mist. They cut down trees, carried stones, and soon built a majestic altar. On the altar, the Tiangang formation shone brightly, and the runes in the formation seemed to come alive, flowing with mysterious light, echoing with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

When Taoist Lu Ya saw this, he nodded secretly in his heart.

He knew that once this formation was completed, he would have 70% confidence in casting the spell. He turned and walked into the temple, and took out a bundle of scarecrows and a peach wood arrow from his sleeve. Although the scarecrows and peach wood arrows looked ordinary, they actually contained endless magic power and mysteries. Taoist Lu Ya stroked them gently, as if he was talking to an ancient soul.

As night fell, the moonlight was like water, filling the entire Taoist temple. Taoist Lu Ya, holding a scarecrow and a peach wood arrow, slowly walked up to the altar. His figure looked particularly solemn and mysterious under the moonlight.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, then began to take the steps, creating a wonderful resonance with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

As Taoist Lu Ya walked, the runes on the altar began to flicker, and the Tiangang Formation also emitted a low roar. Powerful spiritual energy gathered and enveloped the altar in a mysterious light.

Taoist Lu Ya opened his arms and began to chant an ancient spell. The spell was obscure and difficult to understand, but it seemed to contain the ultimate truth between heaven and earth. Every word seemed to be of great weight, shocking people's minds.

As the spell was chanted, the figure of Taoist Lu Ya began to blur, as if he had merged with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and faith, as if at this moment, he had lived as long as heaven and earth, and as bright as the sun and the moon.

Under his spell, the straw and peach wood arrows began to emit a faint light, as if they were given life.

The atmosphere on the altar became increasingly tense. The Taoist Randeng in the temple also clenched his fists and stared at the Taoist Lu Ya on the altar. He knew that this spellcasting was not only related to their victory or defeat, but also to the safety of all people in the world. He prayed silently, hoping that Taoist Lu Ya could successfully cast the spell and eliminate Yang Ling, the scourge.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the only sound between heaven and earth was the deep and powerful incantation of Taoist Lu Ya. The incantation, like an ancient war song, inspired the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and gathered into a powerful force.

Finally, when the last word of the spell fell, Taoist Lu Ya swung the peach wood arrow in his hand violently. The arrow cut through the night sky like lightning, carrying endless magic power and curses, and flew into the night sky.

(End of this chapter)