My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Yang Ling saw the blazing rain of fire coming towards him, swaying and easily avoiding this disastrous attack.

His figure flickered in and out of sight in the hot air, like an erratic phantom. No matter how fierce the attack of the three-legged Golden Crow was, it could not touch him at all.

At this moment, the magma sea surface suddenly started churning, as if something huge was about to break through the sea surface.

With an earth-shaking roar, a powerful aura rose from the depths of the magma, and the figure of the demon god Bifang emerged from the magma.

There were no signs of being burned by the magma on his body, and it was obvious that the magma had no effect on him.

After seeing Yang Ling, his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife, and he looked straight over, full of surprise and vigilance.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the secret realm of my demon clan?" Demon God Bi Fang asked in a deep voice.

Faced with the questioning of Demon God Bi Fang, Yang Ling calmly announced his family status, "Yang Ling, a disciple of the human sect, came here today only to investigate the movements of the demon clan here.

Demon God Bi Fang, if you are not staying in Beiju Luzhou, why do you come here? What do you want to plan here?

And what’s going on with this three-legged golden crow? Get it to me quickly! "

Demon God Bi Fang frowned when he heard this. He obviously did not expect to meet the disciples of the Human Cult here. His eyes looked over Yang Ling, as if assessing Yang Ling's strength.

"Hmph, a disciple of the human sect..." Demon God Bi Fang's voice was laced with disdain. He stared at Yang Ling sharply and said coldly: "You are just a fake. How dare you be so arrogant in front of me? Get out of here!" Get out of this secret realm!

Otherwise, I will personally take action and make sure you never come back! "

When Yang Ling heard this, a sneer appeared on his face, and he responded contemptuously: "You can try it and see if you can make me come back without any return!"

When Demon God Bi Fang heard this, he was immediately furious. The magma rolled around his body, seeming to respond to his anger: "Even if you are really a disciple of the human sect, so what? This is the secret realm of my demon clan, and with you, What does it have to do with teaching disciples!”

Yang Ling sneered teasingly: "After the Lich War, the saints ordered the remnants of the Demon Court not to leave Beiju Luzhou!

Now, Demon God Bi Fang, you have come to Nanfanbuzhou to plot evil, of course I have to come and check it out? "

As soon as these words came out, Bi Fang Demon God's face suddenly turned ugly. It was obvious that Yang Ling's words touched his sore spot.

He originally thought that this secret realm was remote, but he didn't expect to encounter Yang Ling by surprise.

The atmosphere of the confrontation between the two became more and more tense, and the rolling of the magma sea became more and more violent, which seemed to indicate that a war was about to break out.

The three-legged Golden Crow hovered in the air, its blazing flame eyes staring closely at the two, as if waiting for the signal to fight.

A cold light flashed in Bi Fang Demon God's eyes, and his voice was as piercing as ice: "Don't you think I can't tell? You, the human disciple, are just a fake!

Your real purpose is nothing more than to covet the treasures in my demon clan’s secret realm!

Today, I am going to teach you a lesson and let you know that this secret realm is not a place that ordinary people like you can get involved in! "

When Yang Ling heard this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. He knew that Bi Fang Demon God's words were just an excuse to take action, but this excuse was too lame.

He secretly thought in his heart that although the Bifang Demon God was very powerful, if he really wanted to take action, he would not have no chance of winning.

At this moment, the magma around Demon God Bi Fang's body suddenly exploded, and he turned into a dazzling light and rushed towards Yang Ling at a speed that was difficult to catch. When Yang Ling saw the opponent approaching fiercely, his heart trembled, and he immediately used the secret technique of "Xing" to avoid this fatal blow.

However, Bi Fang Demon God's speed was too fast, and Yang Ling's figure had just made a move and was already unable to dodge. He only felt a huge force coming suddenly, followed by a pain in his chest, and his whole body was blown away like a kite with its string cut off.

Yang Ling's body drew an arc in the air and landed heavily on a rock not far away. He endured the pain and stood up quickly, staring at Demon God Bifang solemnly.

When Demon God Bi Fang saw this, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he strode over, his voice full of ridicule: "With this little ability, you dare to come to my demon clan's secret realm to run wild?

Today, I will let you disappear completely in this sea of ​​magma! "

The figure of Bi Fang Demon God moved left and right in Yang Ling's field of vision at such a speed that it seemed as if the air was being torn apart, making a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Yang Ling's eyes could barely capture his movements and could only rely on induction to judge the opponent's position.

But Demon God Bi Fang's extremely fast speed was no small feat. Every time Yang Ling thought he had caught him, Demon God Bi Fang disappeared like a phantom, causing Yang Ling's attack to fail.

Seeing the demon god Bi Fang turn into a stream of light and attack him again, Yang Ling knew that just avoiding it could not solve the crisis at hand. He took a deep breath, immersed himself in it, and whispered in his mouth: "With one thought, the flowers bloom, and you rule the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, the magma world beneath the ground seemed to sense something, and countless fiery red fairy flowers bloomed instantly. Each one was Yang Ling's shadow, and each shadow contained his power.

Yang Ling's true body disappeared in the rain of flowers, and every flower exuded a dazzling brilliance, as if the real Yang Ling was hiding in it.

The demon god Bi Fang's attack landed on these flowers, which could only cause waves of petals to fly away, but could not touch Yang Ling at all.

In the rain of flowers, Yang Ling was like an emperor who was high above, and people dared not look directly at him. His figure shuttled between the petals, and every time he appeared, he was carrying an irresistible majesty, as if he was the master of this magma world.

A trace of fear rose in the heart of the Bifang Demon God. Although he was fast, he could not find a target to attack in this rain of flowers.

Every time he thought he had caught Yang Ling's true body, he would find out the next moment that it was just an illusion of a flower.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the Bifang Demon God. He didn't understand why he would have such a thought of not daring to be hostile to a human cultivator.

He roared angrily, trying to scatter these flowers with his voice, but those immortal flowers seemed to be rooted in the void and did not move at all.

"It's really capable."

A pair of green wings appeared behind the Bifang Demon God. He leaned forward slightly, and the pair of wings suddenly fluttered violently.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were filled with wind and clouds, and countless sword rains fell like a torrential rain, slashing at the blooming fairy flowers. A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out in the air, and then countless sword rains fell like a violent storm, each of which contained the power to destroy everything.

Yang Ling frowned, and his heart sank as he saw the fairy flowers being broken one after another under the sword rain.

The move of the Bifang demon god was obviously to wipe out all the fairy flowers at once, and this comprehensive offensive did constitute a great suppression on him.

But Yang Ling did not panic because of this, and his eyes were still calm and firm. He put his middle finger and index finger together, as if he was outlining an invisible scroll in the air.

With his movements, an inconspicuous grass emerged in the void, and its leaves gently turned over, and each turn seemed to reflect a sword light.

Seeing this, the Bifang demon god could not help but sneer, thinking that Yang Ling's move was just a bluff. However, the next moment, his smile solidified on his face.

The blade of the grass suddenly turned to the extreme, revealing a thick sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth. This sword light seemed to be able to cut through time and space and flatten all obstacles.

It drew a dazzling trajectory in the air and slashed directly at the dense sword rain.

In front of this sword light, the sword rain of the Bifang demon god was like fragile glass encountering hard diamonds, shattering one after another, turning into dots of light and dissipating in the air.

The sword light did not decrease, and continued to slash at the Bifang demon god. Wherever it passed, even the magma was split in two, as if even the stars could be cut off by this sword.

The face of the Bifang demon god suddenly changed. He never thought that Yang Ling could actually perform such a terrifying attack. He knew that if he didn't retreat, he would face great danger. The green wings vibrated violently again, and his figure turned into a green light, retreating rapidly, trying to avoid the sharpness of this sword.

But that sword light was like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it. Bifang Demon God roared, and a layer of blue flames suddenly emerged around his body.

That was the Nanming Lihuo, the legendary divine fire, which was extremely blazing and could burn everything.

The blue flames burned around Bifang Demon God, forming a flame barrier. The sword light slashed on the flame barrier, emitting a dazzling light. The flames and sword light melted into each other, and they were temporarily deadlocked.

At this moment, Bifang Demon God took the opportunity to counterattack, turning the blue flames into a fire dragon and attacking Yang Ling fiercely.

Yang Ling saw the fire dragon rushing towards him, and the speed was so fast that he had almost nowhere to hide. He could only bite the bullet and wave his dragon-catching hand to meet it.

He only felt an extremely hot force wrapped around him, and his right hand was stained with the blue flame. The flame seemed to have its own life, and it could not be extinguished, and it was still spreading to his whole body.

Yang Ling's face changed suddenly. He knew that once the Nanming Lihuo spread, he would face a huge crisis. He did not hesitate and suddenly cut off his right hand from the wrist.

The hand that was corroded by the flames fell down. As it flew towards the magma, the flames burned more fiercely. When it reached the edge of the magma, the hand had turned into ashes, and disappeared into the magma along with the terrifying Nanming Lihuo.

Yang Ling stood there, and his broken right hand grew out quickly, no different from before.

"Decisive enough!" Bifang Demon God exclaimed: "But you are still far from defeating me!"

Yang Ling's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that he had to go all out in this battle no matter what. He took a deep breath and silently recited the word "fight" in his heart.

Following his thoughts, a black flame surged out of his body and quickly covered his whole body. This black flame was derived from the power of "melting the fruit of Tao", churning on the surface of his body, forming an indestructible shield.

When the Nanming Lihuo encountered this black flame, it was like encountering a natural enemy, and was soon completely melted. Yang Ling's body regained freedom again, and his eyes revealed a sharpness that he had never had before.

Seeing this, Bifang Demon God's face suddenly changed, and his eyes showed deep shock: "This is... the Dao Fruit of Dragon Nephew Demon God! How can you do this?!"

Yang Ling did not answer, he knew that he had no way out at this moment. His body was wrapped in black flames, as if he had turned into a black god of war, with an imposing manner.

The two fought again, and Bifang Demon God's attack was more violent, and each move contained the power to destroy the world.

Although Yang Ling was protected by the black flames, the power of Bifang Demon God was too strong, and every time he attacked, Yang Ling felt a huge pressure.

The battle lasted for a while, and the attack of Bifang Demon God became more and more fierce. Yang Ling had to focus all his attention on defense.

Although the black flame could resist the Nanming Lihuo, it seemed a little powerless in the face of Bifang Demon God's full-strength attack.

Every attack of Bifang Demon God was as powerful as a storm. Yang Ling was beaten back step by step, and the black flame on his body began to show some flaws.

As the battle progressed, the offensive of Bifang Demon God became more and more fierce, and Yang Ling's situation became more and more dangerous.

Seeing this, Bifang Demon God sneered. He knew that as long as he worked harder, he could completely defeat the opponent in front of him who surprised him.

Blue and black wings appeared behind him, and his figure turned into a green light again, and rushed towards Yang Ling with endless murderous intent.

However, just as the attack of Bifang Demon God was about to arrive, Yang Ling suddenly disappeared under the cover of black flames, and appeared behind Bifang Demon God without any warning the next moment, with the sword in his hand flashing, and stabbed Bifang Demon God's vest with a sword.

The Bifang demon god felt a sense of crisis and turned around abruptly. In his hand, a long sword with a green glow also condensed, and it collided head-on with Yang Ling's sword light.

The two forces collided in the air, making a deafening roar, and the entire magma sea surface was shaken.

In the fierce collision of the two forces, Yang Ling's heart was calm. He knew that it would still be difficult to defeat the Bifang demon god with his own strength.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and all kinds of mysteries of the "Hehua Zizai Sutra" naturally emerged in his mind. The spiritual power in his body surged instantly and turned into two figures.

One figure was dressed in white like snow, with kind eyes, lotus steps, and a temperament far and beyond the world. It was the Taoist Manjusri; the other figure was elegant, handsome, wearing a Taoist robe, and carrying a fairy sword. It was the Jade Ding Zhenren.

The Bifang demon god sensed that the auras of the two were not weak, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and a storm was set off in his heart.

He didn't expect Yang Ling to be able to create two assistants with impressive strength in an instant, and each of them exuded a powerful aura that made him feel oppressed.

Manjusri Taoist closed his eyes slightly, and an invisible wave spread out.

This power seemed to be able to still everything, even the magma that was churning around was solidified at that moment, and the figure of Bifang Demon God could not help but slow down.

Jade Ding Zhenren did not hesitate, drew out the immortal sword behind him, pointed the sword tip at the sky, and the runes on the sword body flashed, accumulating the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Then, he took a step forward, and countless heavenly swords were like arrows from a string, carrying the sound of breaking through the air, piercing Bifang Demon God.

Bifang Demon God wanted to dodge, but found that his movements seemed to be bound by invisible shackles, and his speed was greatly reduced.

His eyes were full of fear and unwillingness, but no matter how he struggled, he could not escape the power of the static Dao fruit.

The Heavenly Sword was like a magic needle that stabilised the sea, piercing through the defense of the Bifang demon god, piercing through his body, and nailing him to the rock wall...

Traveling through the Pokémon world, Qingshui, who had no system, became the champion of Sinnoh and the strongest in the world by his own efforts.

At this time, a system appeared, saying that it could help him become a champion-level trainer, and issued the first mission.

[Go to the Yamanashi Research Institute to receive the initial Pokémon]

[Note: It is a small step for every trainer to embark on a journey after having a Pokémon of your own, but it is a big step for you to become a champion]

Qingshui: "???"

No, I am the strongest in the world, and you still let me embark on a journey with the initial Pokémon.

It's okay to be late, but isn't your delay a little too high?