Chapter 93 Your baby is really useful! (Subscribe)

"puff!"

A tall figure flying at high speed close to the sea surface was caught up by the sword light and cut into two pieces, then turned into a broken puppet and fell to the ground.

"Another clone!"

Taoist Manjusri frowned, turned around without hesitation, and continued to fly at high speed over the East China Sea.

He has killed no less than thirty puppet clones like this, which really wasted a lot of his time.

But now he had no mood to complain. He was only thinking about finding Yang Ling and taking back his Dunlong Pillar!
His eyes were as fast as lightning, and his powerful divine sense swept across every corner of the sky and the earth.

He did not miss any possible hiding place, even the tiny crab holes were no exception, but Yang Ling still disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

As time went by, his expression became more and more gloomy.

As if affected by his emotions, the sky changed color, dark clouds rolled in, the sea was surging, and huge waves were surging... just like his mood at the moment.

"Brother, don't worry. Yang Ling must have consumed a lot of his magic power after fighting with others repeatedly. He must be hiding in a secret place in this sea area now!"

Jade Ding Zhenren comforted him through his divine thoughts: "Let's search carefully and turn this sea area upside down. We will definitely be able to find him!"

Manjusri Taoist did not respond.

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy, and his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.

The Dunlong Pillar was a treasure personally refined by his master Yuanshi Tianzun, and he had nurtured it for many years. He had always treasured it very much and regarded it as the treasure that could guard the cave!

But now, this treasure has been taken away by Yang Ling. How can he remain calm?
Jade Ding Zhenren also knew that the Dunlong Pillar had extraordinary significance for Manjusri Taoist, so after comforting him with a few words, he focused all his attention on the search.

The spiritual thoughts of the two Taiyi Golden Immortals intertwined above the East China Sea, covering an area of ​​about 100,000 miles in radius of the sea like a giant net.

Any slight changes in this sea area will not escape their eyes.

They were sure that Yang Ling was still hiding in this sea area, but a sea area of ​​100,000 miles in radius was not big, but it was not small either!
If one wants to conduct a thorough search, it will be a hundred times more difficult than when Lord Tianpeng led three thousand heavenly soldiers to search the Chaoyang Valley!
The two Taiyi Golden Immortals used the art of splitting themselves into thousands of bodies, and Wang Mo, the Golden Immortal of the Jiejiao, also followed them in launching a carpet search.

But after searching for more than ten days and exploring most of the sea, they still found nothing.

Jade Ding Zhenren was shaken for a moment, thinking that Yang Ling might have blocked their divine sense detection through some means and escaped from this sea area.

However, he did not dare to say such words in front of Taoist Manjusri.

After more than ten days, Manjusri Taoist's face had become extremely ugly, and it was obvious that he could not accept the fact that his "magic treasure had been taken away".

Jade Ding Zhenren could fully understand.

When the twelve golden immortals first became disciples, the saint Yuanshi Tianzun personally refined a magical treasure for each of them.

In a sense, these spiritual treasures can be said to be the symbol of their identity, and they also carry the deep gratitude to their teachers. In their hearts, they are more important than their lives!

If it was his Immortal Sword that was taken away, he would certainly be extremely anxious at this moment, not much better than Manjusri Taoist.

At this moment, not only Manjusri Taoist was also extremely anxious, but also Wang Mo, the leader of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island.

He rode on the Bi'an and galloped across the vast blue waves.

As time went by, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more clear - his three brothers might have met with misfortune now.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and his heart was tormented by self-blame and pain.

If he had known that this situation would happen, he would never let Li Xingba and Gao Youqian provoke Yang Ling.

No, they shouldn't have listened to Shen Gongbao in the first place!
Wouldn't it be better for you to just stay in seclusion in Jiulong Island? Why do you have to go to Chentang Pass to commit suicide?

Wang Mo felt extremely regretful, but he also knew that regretting now was of no use.

What he has to do now is to cooperate with the two Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao and help them find Yang Ling. If his three brothers are still alive, that would be perfect!

If they have already been destroyed both physically and spiritually, then let Yang Ling be buried with them!
As he thought of this, he was suddenly slightly shocked, and his spiritual sense caught a hint of unusual fluctuations on the sea.

Under the boundless blue waves, I saw a fist-sized snail shell being carried away by the deep ocean currents and drifting rapidly into the distance.

Wang Mo's eyes immediately locked onto the snail shell. He had practiced in the East China Sea for so many years, and had seen some smart sea beasts that liked to ride on ocean currents to move quickly, but how could a snail living in the mud on the seabed also join in the fun?
Out of intuition, he raised his hand without hesitation and suddenly a sharp sword light shot out from his fingertips.

Wherever the sword light passed, a deep gully was cut into the sea water, and waves splashed with a huge momentum.

The snail was crushed into powder in an instant.

At the moment when the shell was destroyed, a figure suddenly appeared, and instantly expanded to its original size, then raised his hand and slapped over:
"You'll destroy my cave!"

A giant purple-gold hand appeared out of nowhere and directly pushed tens of thousands of tons of sea water along with Wang Mo into the sky.

Although he suffered this blow, Wang Mo was ecstatic and contacted Manjusri Taoist through his divine thoughts as soon as possible.

Afterwards, he ignored the pain in his body, rode on the Bi'an and rushed towards Yang Ling. The magic sword in his hand was as sharp as a snow-white sword, and every wave within a thousand miles around him turned into a sharp sword at this moment, shooting towards Yang Ling.

At the same time, he shouted angrily: "Yang Ling, why don't you release my three brothers!"

"Your brother has already turned to ashes!"

Yang Ling replied in a bad tone, and he didn't seem to be in a very happy mood.

He originally wanted to use the ocean current to quietly leave this sea area, but he didn't expect that his whereabouts would be discovered by the Demon King.

Looking at the overwhelming water swords, Yang Ling's eyes flashed slightly, and he directly took out the Dragon Escape Pillar from his treasure bag.

He used the "Xing" secret to move freely among the thousands of water swords. He looked at Wang Mo and shouted coldly, "Since you are seeking your own death, I will use you to test the power of this Dragon Escape Pillar!"

After saying that, he threw the Dunlong Pillar in his hand high up.

The Dunlong Pillar spun in the air, making a deafening dragon roar, and instantly turned into a golden light, rushing straight into the sky, and then shot towards Wang Mo at an incredible speed.

When Wang Mo saw this, his face suddenly changed.

He had just seen the power of the Dragon Escape Pillar not long ago, so he quickly cast a spell and turned into a puff of black smoke, trying to avoid the Dragon Escape Pillar by using this method of virtualizing his physical body.

However, as the Dunlong Pillar is a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure with thirty-three prohibitions, how could it be so easy to dodge?
I saw three golden rings on the pile shining brightly, appearing out of thin air in the black smoke.

Wang Mo's spell was broken in an instant, and he turned from black smoke back into a solid entity. A golden ring was put around his neck, feet and waist, and it was tightened quickly.

"No!"

Wang Mo screamed in fear and tried to break free, but the golden ring kept tightening, binding his body firmly to the stake.

Not only was he unable to move, he couldn't even leave his body!
"Hurry up and save me!"

The demon king shouted and gave orders to his mount.

When the Bi'an saw its master in danger, it roared angrily and spurted out a sharp golden energy from its mouth, which turned into a dazzling sword and slashed towards the three golden rings.

With a crisp "clang" sound, the sharp sword formed by the golden essence suddenly shattered and turned into golden light and dissipated.

Yang Ling slapped out with one palm, and the dragon-catching hand whizzed out, directly transforming into a giant golden palm that grabbed the Bi'an, then he took out the Wanli Mountains and Rivers Map and threw it in.

Just as he was about to do the same and throw Wang Mo in, he heard a powerful divine thought sweeping in from a very far distance, turning into an extremely angry roar:

"Return my treasure to me immediately!"

Yang Ling took a glance and saw that Manjusri Taoist and Jade Ding Zhenren were like two lightning bolts, shooting towards this side.

He was not surprised. Before the two Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect arrived, he had already put the Demon King into the Map of Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers.

Then he took back the Dragon Escape Pillar, and held the top-grade spiritual treasure, which had shrunk to the size of a fist and looked like a precious lotus, in his hand and threw it up and down, praising it sincerely:

"Your treasure is really useful..."

Upon hearing this, Manjusri Taoist's eyes suddenly turned red with anger!
Apparently, his worst fear had come true.

This treasure was personally refined by his master Yuanshi Tianzun and given to him, but now it has been forcibly refined by this guy!

It hurts, it hurts too much!
(End of this chapter)