My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Beiming

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The wind was cold and the sky was gloomy.

A vast expanse of glaciers stretched to the horizon.

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

Their figures looked particularly lonely in the wind and snow.

Yang Ling jumped lightly, and his figure was like an arrow from a string, jumping directly into the abyss.

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

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

The surrounding cold currents were as sharp as a knife, but it seemed that no trace could be left on them.

The two of them were surrounded by a faint glow, like a thin transparent film, which prevented everything from the outside world from invading their bodies.

As they dived, huge monsters would occasionally pass through the abyss, making a dull sound of water.

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

As time passed, the two had been diving into the abyss for a long time, but still couldn't see the end.

Yang Ling frowned slightly, and a sense of curiosity arose in his heart.

The North Sea Abyss has always been mysterious and unpredictable. Legend has it that no one can explore its depth. Today, it seems to be really bottomless.

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

He whispered to Yang Ling: "Brother, don't be impatient. The North Abyss is not a bottomless abyss like Guixu... It's just that the North Abyss is deep enough, and the colder it gets the deeper it goes, so it's hard for ordinary immortals to get close to it, which is why there is a legend of a bottomless abyss."

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

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

They continued to dive down, and the darkness and coldness around them seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, but Yang Ling became calmer and calmer.

If he was alone, he might still be a little uneasy in the face of this darkness and loneliness, but he was traveling with Master Xuandu this time!

With such a big guy to help, he really had nothing to worry about... Even if they were 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 company.

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

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

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

Yang Ling nodded, and the two immediately changed direction and rushed to the left.

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

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

"This is a dragon whale."

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

He turned to Yang Ling and said, "I clearly sensed the breath of a large number of creatures, how could there be only this one dragon whale? Did I sense it wrong?"

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

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 up, Yang Ling felt a little absurd, but he felt that it seemed not completely impossible.

After all, in such an abyss 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 Yang Ling's strangeness, and he asked, "Brother, what do you think of?"

Yang Ling told his guess, and Master Xuandu raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing it, and seemed quite interested: "This is an interesting idea. Let's 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 did not seem to notice the two immortals following behind it.

It continued to swim slowly in the abyss, and Yang Ling and Master Xuandu also remained patient and followed the dragon whale slowly.

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 to avoid disturbing this huge creature.

After a long time, dots of firefly light suddenly flashed in the darkness ahead, like the stars in the night sky, gradually gathering into a brilliant sea of ​​light.

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

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

At this moment, the behemoth in front suddenly opened its huge mouth, and a strong suction sucked all the surrounding water and those deep-sea fish into its mouth.

Archmage Xuandu's expression changed slightly. When the dragon whale opened its mouth to devour the fish, he once again sensed a large amount of life breath, including many powerful beings.

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

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

Archmage Xuandu turned to look at Yang Ling, with a flash of approval in his eyes, "It seems that the Beiming family 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 I'm not afraid that I won't be able to find Ancestor Kunpeng!"

Master Xuandu smiled slightly and said no more.

He signaled to Yang Ling, and the two gathered their true energy and turned it into a ray of light, which quickly shot into the dragon whale's mouth.

As the two of them entered, the dragon whale's huge mouth slowly closed and swallowed them together.

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

Inside the belly of the dragon whale, a vast and boundless space appeared before the eyes of Yang Ling and Master Xuandu.

The scene here is completely different from the cold darkness of the outside world. It is like a small independent world, with lights shining in the sky and lush vegetation on the ground.

Without any hesitation, the two of them gathered a powerful force of immortal power and blasted towards the crystal wall of this world.

With a roar, the crystal wall shattered, and the two figures shuttled in.

Their sudden appearance immediately aroused alarm.

Many Beiming Demon Gods sensed the aura of the outsiders and came from all directions, surrounding Yang Ling and Master Xuandu in the center.

One of the tall and thin Taoists had a sinister expression and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

He flicked the whisk in his hand, and the dust strands instantly lengthened, turning into thousands of spiritual snakes that entwined towards the two of them, intending to capture them directly.

But just when the whisk was about to touch the two of them, a sword light flashed through, and with a flash of cold light, the whisk broke off and turned into countless fragments floating in the air.

Before the sword light dissipated, Yang Ling's figure was revealed. He pointed like a sword, with remnants of dust threads still wrapped around his fingertips.

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

The man's expression changed, obviously he didn't expect the two of them to be so strong. He stabilized his body and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? How dare you break into our Beiming Forbidden Land without permission!"

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

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

In fact, the two had a brief relationship in the Netherworld. This Taoist Ho Luo was a master who had already achieved the Great Luo Dao Fruit.

Of course, in front of Xuandu Archmage, he can only be regarded as an inferior player. Even in front of Yang Ling, he may not be able to get an advantage.

At this moment, a more powerful aura came from the distance.

"Master!"

"Ancestor!"

Along with the greetings from all the Beiming Demon Gods, a majestic figure in black robes slowly walked over. He was tall and tall, and he was none other than Demon Master Kunpeng himself.

"Who is so bold and dares to break into our Beiming Abyss and run wild? He really doesn't know how to live or die!"

Demon Master Kunpeng's voice 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, showing a look of surprise and shock, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it you?"

Yang Ling did not talk nonsense with him, and said directly: "I am Yang Ling, a disciple of the Human Cult. This is my senior brother, Master Xuandu. I came here this time to see Demon Master Kunpeng for something important!"

Hearing this, the atmosphere became tense for a moment. 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 exuding from Yang Ling and Master Xuandu, so they dared to act rashly.

The look of surprise on the face of Kunpeng Ancestor quickly subsided and was replaced by a friendly look.

He hurriedly stepped forward and said with a bright smile: "Haha, it turns out that they are two masters of the human sect. They are really missing the mark. Please forgive Kunpeng for being rude.

I really didn’t expect that these two saints and disciples would actually come to Beiming in person. I wonder what you two ordered here? "

Archmage Xuandu nodded slightly, his expression still calm, and his voice sounded particularly clear in this silent space: "I don't dare to accept the order. We are here specifically to send a ray of purple energy to Master Demon Master. "

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Kunpeng's smile suddenly solidified on his face. An inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and he was obviously shocked by the words of Archmage Xuandu.

Looking at Master Xuandu and Yang Ling, the pair of fellow apprentices, Kunpeng Ancestor's eyes flashed with a complicated light. It seemed that after a brief hesitation, he said in a deep voice: "What does the Master mean by this? Hongmeng Ziqi is Although I yearn for the most precious treasure, I also know that the treasure has fallen into the hands of this little friend Yang Ling..."

"So Pindao brought his junior brother to Beiming. If the demon master wants the Hongmeng Purple Qi, just come and grab it." Archmage Xuandu said calmly.

Ancestor Kunpeng's eyes flashed with anger, but he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Master Xuandu, what do you mean? Are you here to provoke me today?"

Master Xuandu looked relaxed. He looked at Master Kunpeng and raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth: "Provocation? No, no, no, I'm just telling the truth.

Since Master Yao has always coveted the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I brought my junior brother here today.

If Master Yao has the courage, just come and grab it."

Yang Ling stood next to Master Xuandu. When he heard this, his heart jumped. He didn't expect Master Xuandu to provoke Master Kunpeng so directly.

Although he knew that his senior brother was extraordinary, the other party was an old quasi-saint after all, and he was also the leader of the Beiming Demon God.

The entire Beiming Demon God preserved its strength in the ancient witch-lich war, so Master Kunpeng had several Daluo Jinxian-level subordinates!

The act of open provocation by Master Xuandu who came directly to the door like this is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

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

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

Master Xuandu was unmoved. He looked directly at Patriarch Kunpeng, with an unquestionable warning in his tone: "Patriarch 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, just do it openly. Why do you always do it secretly behind the scenes?"

The atmosphere became tense for a while, and the surrounding North Sea demon gods felt this solemn atmosphere, holding their breath and not daring to speak.

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 of the Hongmeng Purple Qi right in front of him, as long as he captured these two people to teach his disciples...

With their Taoism, they were not enough in front of him!

What's more, this is the North Ming Abyss, which is the territory of his Kunpeng Patriarch!

Oh, the Tai Chi diagram!

Kunpeng Patriarch thought of the power of the Tai Chi diagram, and his heart was immediately trembling.

He took a deep breath, and the anger on his face seemed to subside a little. He slowly said, "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 for it."

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

When Master Xuandu heard this, a trace of unfathomable light flashed in his eyes. He did not directly respond to the words of the ancestor Kunpeng, but said lightly, "It is better to be like this."

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.

Ancestor Kunpeng understood the implication of Master Xuandu's words. He knew that today's matter 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?"