Returning from the end of the fairy road

Chapter 170 An ink mark

Hong Lan felt something bad, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her forehead. As soon as the fragrant sweat came out, it was immediately evaporated by her hot body temperature.

The fourth snake head, the fifth snake head... the eighth snake head... the nine-turn demon snake went through eight turns in a row. As Ling Yuhang retreated steadily, his momentum began to decline, and his aura gradually weakened, but at the ninth turn, The snake's head was full of cracks, and when it was about to be annihilated, its fingers shattered with a pop, turning into countless flames that impacted Ling Yuhang's body...

Although the flames of light were powerful, an attack of this magnitude could only leave Ling Yuhang full of holes, but could not completely annihilate him.After using up the Sacred Heart Breaking Art, Hong Lan was discouraged and her spiritual energy was almost exhausted. However, she was greatly disappointed when she failed to completely kill Ling Yuhang. "No, we can't let him recover!" Lin Feng and Xiao Yin looked at each other, and the former grabbed Xiao Yin's shoulders and held her down, "You stay, I just nursed myself back to health, and now I can explode again!" Let’s break out one last time!”

Lin Feng couldn't let Ling Yuhang recover like this, he had to hurry up and get rid of him. "Bang!" Lin Feng stepped on the air. At that moment, the air was shaped into an arc by him. This was the power inspired by his pure Taoism.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng was already in front of Ling Yuhang. He let out a low growl, and a blue radiance appeared on the Taoist body. With the brilliance, his life flames burned blazingly, as if he was about to It's like swallowing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth in one breath. "Tempering the body, cutting down mountains and rivers!"

Lin Feng's aura suddenly surged to its peak. At this moment, he already had the combat power of the Expansion Realm!

"Break it for me!"

When his fist strikes out, it's like the sky is falling, capable of destroying everything.

The snake's head screamed and resisted the fist, but it was of no avail. In the blink of an eye, it was already covered with cracks!
With just a "peng" sound, the last head of the Nine-turn Demonic Snake collapsed!
The punch was successful, but Lin Feng did not relax at all. He let out a loud roar and burned his energy and blood again, pushing the power of his body to cut down mountains and rivers to the limit.

At this moment, the air was twisted in his hands, and everything seemed as fragile as paper in front of his body.

Just when he was about to tear Ling Yuhang apart, the twisted black energy around him suddenly surged and condensed into a long black sword, which was held in Ling Yuhang's hand.

Lin Feng was slightly startled, but he was not surprised either.

"Hehehehe...have you forgotten that I am a sword cultivator!" Ling Yuhang held the sword and with a sharp stroke, he tore open Lin Feng's flesh. "Now I have to see who can be saved." You! Motian Yijian——Heavenly Sword!"

"Chi——" The dark red blood stained the night sky, and Lin Feng fell down like a broken kite. On his chest, a shocking sword mark tore his flesh and blood, exposing his thick ribs!
If it weren't for Lin Feng's skill in refining his body, this sword would have already cut his Taoist body in half. However, although he was not cut into two pieces, the black energy had already penetrated deep into Ling Yuhang's lungs along the sword marks.

"Brother Lin Feng!" Xiao Yin shouted, using the moon wheel to kill a group of ghosts, and hurried over to help Lin Feng.

The ghosts sensed the smell of blood, and each of them seemed to smell the tempting delicacy. They rushed towards the food one after another, eager to feast on it.

"Go away!" Xiao Yinjiao yelled, and with a flick of her arms, the bright moon burst into the sky. At the same time, she ignited the furnace, and the fire of life gushed out wildly, urging the bright moon into a golden moon with no firmness. wheel.

"Moon Dance!"

The moon wheel rotates like a butterfly dancing, and its flying trajectory evolves into an area, and that area becomes a restricted area that the ghosts cannot break through.

Just because the ghosts can't break through doesn't mean others can't.

Ling Yuhang can do it.

Ling Yuhang had no intention of letting Xiao Yin rush to help Lin Feng smoothly. He waved the Demon Sky sword with a scornful smile. In an instant, the dark light covered the moon, and turned into countless sword lights to wrap around them. "Spectral Demonic Shadow Sword..."

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"It's dangerous!" Hong Lan and Jian Shishi both shed a cold sweat for Xiao Yin, but Ling Yuhang's voice rang in their ears, "Don't make it sound like you are safe..."

The two of them were shocked and wanted to resort to defensive measures, but Ling Yuhang appeared at some point. His body, which was riddled with holes, was patched up with black threads. It didn't take long for him to recover as before.

He held the Devil's Sword and smiled ghastly and cruelly. Countless ghosts were floating around, making him look like a king among demons, surrounding him.

"This is really an... extremely wonderful experience." He opened his arms as if to embrace the sky, "The smell of darkness! The smell of killing! And the feeling of a king!"

"Stupid." Hong Lan said coldly, "Those who embrace darkness will be swallowed by darkness sooner or later!"

"You are so stubborn, but you are the ones being swallowed by the darkness now." Ling Yuhang pointed his finger, and the ghosts swarmed up as if they had received an imperial edict.

Seeing the ghosts coming towards her face, Hong Lan had no strength to fight. At the critical moment, she didn't know where the idea came from, prompting her to shout out of nowhere: "Chu Tianming, haven't you come out yet?"

"Stop screaming, even the Great Luo gods can't save you!" Ling Yuhang laughed sarcastically.

"Not necessarily."

At this moment, a plain voice sounded from nowhere, but it seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

Hearing Chu Tianming's voice, Hong Lan couldn't help but relax when she was clearly in a crisis. It seemed that everything could be solved once Chu Tianming came.

The next moment, an ink mark appeared in front of Ling Yuhang, like the ink splashed by a calligraphy master, and it fell on the ghosts. As soon as it came into contact with the ink mark, all the ghosts screamed in an instant. , and then exploded into a large cloud of black smoke.

A wisp of ink fell in front of Ling Yuhang, and also fell towards him. He roared angrily, "Just a drop of ink, you want to force me to retreat? What a wishful thinking!"

He swung Motian's sword to strike at the ink, but the moment Motian's sword came into contact with the ink, countless black smoke appeared, as if it had been evaporated by the ink.

The moment the black smoke rose, Ling Yuhang also felt the same way. The Devil's sword was an extension of his body, but now it was evaporated, so that he felt an unbearable burning sensation, as if his soul was about to burn. Like being torn.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it. He couldn't help roaring, "Damn Chu Tianming! Don't hide in the dark and do mischief. If you have the guts, come out and see how I kill you!"

"Don't worry, isn't this coming?" A faint voice came from the sky.

Ling Yuhang looked up and saw countless ghosts dissipating like black smoke, while Chu Tianming fell leisurely on the ink marks. Even if the whole world was dark and the whole sky was filled with ghosts, he still walked there leisurely and at ease. , like strolling in the back garden.

(End of this chapter)