Holy-lighted War God

What happened outside, and that strange sound that suddenly rang out, Ling Yun didn't know that. At this moment, he appeared in a dusky space, and the person who came in with him was nowhere to be found.

The sky was dark, and the ground was a field of desolation. Surrounding him were countless ancient trees that were withered and strange, and vines as thick as a man's thighs that were wrapped around them.

Such a strange place caused Ling Yun to frown, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

Suddenly, his expression changed, a dark red Qi surged out from the Tianling, with a "Pu" sound, Ling Yun grabbed onto it lightly, a burst of Spirit Qi whizzed out and trapped the dark red Qi.

Just a moment ago, he actually gave birth to a violent feeling out of nowhere. However, in the next moment, the Hungmeng Supreme Spell that was only one step away from the first stage started to circulate on its own, forcing out this strand of Qi.

The gold light circulated in Ling Yun's eyes, the rune flowed, and an unreal dao aura flowed out, staring straight at the strand of dark red gas.

As soon as he looked at it, he could hear the sound of countless battles in his mind. An urge to kill appeared in his mind. He activated his technique and the urge disappeared.

Looking up into the sky, with the Holy Spirit's pupil that he had activated so far, he could vaguely see wisps of dark red Qi flowing about, but it was very slow, and the color was very light. This was still him, having a Holy Spirit's pupil that could see through illusions and the nature of things, if it was anyone else, they would not be able to notice it.

This place was definitely not a good place!

Ling Yun immediately thought about it.

That dark red gaseous substance gave a familiar feeling. If his guess was not wrong, it should be related to ancient battlefield's Wind of Slaughter.

Then, thinking back to the familiar feeling when he saw the stone tablet, Ling Yun's face turned ugly, the unease in his heart became even stronger, maybe this place truly had the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor, but was changed by someone and changed by someone.

"We must quickly find Ling'er and the others." Ling Yun's heart was filled with a sense of urgency. Just as he was about to activate the same soul mark, he was suddenly enveloped by a great sense of danger.

Without time to think, the instinct in his body moved instantly. The spirit energy instinctively followed the circulation route of the meridians in the first layer of the Aurora's Swift Steps, and at the same time, the cloud magic activated. His body instantly turned illusory, appearing a dozen meters away like a bolt of lightning.

Boom! *

He only felt a strong gust of wind brush against his face. A grey shadow flashed before his eyes, and in the next moment, the ground suddenly shook with a loud boom.

Although it looked to be dried up and cracked, it was extremely powerful, and even cracks appeared on the ground due to the force. If it were to hit his body, even with the strength of his flesh, if he did not die, he would still be severely injured.

Ling Yun suddenly leaned back, his body seemingly parallel to the ground. Just as he finished this action, there was the sound of an explosion, and a grey figure flashed past.

Ling Yun's expression changed again. Both of his hands slapped behind him, and his legs left the ground, borrowing the recoil to leave the ground.

Shua shua shua!

A series of indistinct yet low booms that could not be heard yet still pressured into the air resounded. Ling Yun, who was in a state of flight, had a drastic change in expression. He could vaguely see gray shadows shooting in his direction from all directions, and a dense sense of danger enveloped him.

The current him had fallen into the greatest crisis he had after his rebirth. Even when he was facing Mysterious Serpent of Nine Yin s and Heaven devouring rat s, he did not feel this way.