My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

An incredible light flashed in the eyes of Bi Fang Demon God. He never thought that two powerful enemies would suddenly appear, and it was so sudden, as if they were born out of thin air.

His body was almost unable to move under the power of the Stillness Dao Fruit, but as an ancient demon god, his will was extremely tenacious and he would never give in easily.

Demon God Bi Fang mobilized the power within his body, trying to break the invisible shackles. His muscles swelled, and his blue wings vibrated wildly, trying to escape from this static shackles with a powerful explosive force.

However, at this moment, Master Yuding's heavenly sword poured down like a torrential rain, each sword carrying irresistible power, piercing Demon God Bifang fiercely.

When the sword rain fell, Bi Fang Demon God's body was instantly covered with dense sword marks, and blood spurted out from the wounds. His figure in the sword rain was like a hedgehog shot by countless arrows, which was terrible to look at.

"hateful!"

Demon God Bi Fang let out a low roar, his voice full of anger and unwillingness, but those voices could not break through the still power of Taoist Manjusri.

His body continued to tremble, and every struggle made the wound of Tianjian deeper. The blood dyed his clothes red, and the pain twisted into the most real expression on his face.

Master Yuding had no expression on his face, holding the sword in both hands, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, the sword light pouring down like a waterfall, each sword light pierced the body of Demon God Bifang accurately.

The bone-piercing pain made Demon God Bi Fang scream out in agony. His body seemed to have turned into a hedgehog, with penetrating sword wounds everywhere.

The determination in Yang Ling's eyes was even greater. He knew that the opportunity was rare and he must not let Demon God Bi Fang have any chance to breathe.

He holds his right hand empty, and a spear of Hades appears in his hand. This spear contains endless power of death. The black spear is wrapped with the flames of the netherworld, like the messenger of death, ready to harvest life.

The screams of Bi Fang Demon God echoed in the magma world. In addition to the pain in his eyes, there was more fear of the impending death.

He knew that if this spear hit him, he would be severely injured.

Yang Ling didn't hesitate at all. His figure was erratic like a ghost wrapped in black flames, and finally took shape in front of the demon god Bi Fang.

He raised the Spear of Hades high and gathered all his strength. The black flames on the tip of the spear burned even more intensely, as if even the air was going to be burned out.

"Kill!" Yang Ling shouted and threw the Spear of Hades with all his strength.

The spear body cut through the space, bringing up a black afterimage and heading straight for the heart of Demon God Bifang.

Demon God Bi Fang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt the breath of death. That feeling of despair filled his heart with unprecedented fear.

He tried his best to dodge, but the injuries on his body and the static power of Taoist Manjusri made his movements extremely slow.

The Spear of Hades finally arrived. It carried all Yang Ling's determination and strength and pierced the chest of Demon God Bi Fang mercilessly. The black flames on the tip of the spear desperately devoured his life force.

Demon God Bifang's body seemed to have reached the edge of collapse under the penetration of Hades' Spear, but there was an unyielding light shining in his eyes.

The black flames on the tip of the spear burned on his chest, trying to swallow his life force, but met with strong resistance the next moment.

Suddenly, Demon God Bifang's body emitted a powerful light, and his soul was like a golden sun, shining on the surrounding magma world.

His body recovered quickly in the light, and the wounds that were deep enough to see the bones healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, he recovered as before.

When Yang Ling saw this, a hint of awe flashed in his eyes.

He knew that Demon God Bifang, as the Great Luo Jinxian, had a powerful soul that was indestructible and could not be destroyed by ordinary means.

It is very difficult to defeat a Daluo Jinxian, and it is even more difficult to kill a Daluo Jinxian.

At this time, the figures of Taoist Manjusri and Master Yuding gradually faded away, and it was difficult for Yang Ling to maintain his current Taoism for too long.

Demon God Bi Fang was able to break free from the shackles of the Still Dao Fruit and stood above the magma, with a ferocious smile on his face, "Just Taiyi Golden Immortal, do you think you can kill me like this?"

Obviously, he regarded Yang Ling as the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

He waved his arm suddenly, the space shook, and a simple treasure seal-like spirit treasure appeared in his palm.

The treasure seal exudes a heavy aura, as if it carries the vicissitudes of endless years. Its surface is engraved with dense runes, and each rune shines with mysterious light.

Demon God Bi Fang shouted loudly, and the seal-like spirit treasure instantly burst out with dazzling light, turning into a dazzling beam of light, carrying the power of destroying everything, and rushed straight towards Yang Ling.

The space seemed to be torn apart by this force, and black cracks appeared around the light pillar.

Facing such a ferocious attack, Yang Ling's expression remained unchanged, and a calm light flashed in his eyes.

He waved his right hand lightly, and an ancient piece of money appeared in his hand.

This piece of money exudes a pale golden light and is surrounded by circles of mysterious runes. Each rune contains profound truths.

Yang Ling muttered something while the money spun in his hands and made a crisp sound.

As his magic formula changed, the fallen treasure money burst out with a dazzling golden light and fell directly towards the treasure seal-shaped spiritual treasure.

The golden light collided with the light pillar, making a deafening roar.

For a moment, the entire magma world trembled, as if it could collapse at any time. However, in this powerful impact, the falling treasure money actually penetrated the attack of the treasure seal-shaped spiritual treasure like a broken bamboo, and fell on the treasure seal.

The treasure seal-shaped spiritual treasure let out a shrill whine, as if it had suffered a great insult. Its light quickly dimmed, and it was firmly suppressed by the falling treasure money, and it could no longer move.

Seeing this, the Bifang demon god's face changed instantly, and his eyes were full of shock and disbelief. His treasure seal-shaped spiritual treasure was made by him collecting countless treasures for many years and refining them with great effort. It was so powerful that even cultivators of the same realm could hardly resist it.

However, today, it was suppressed by Yang Ling's money. How could he accept this?

Looking at the "seeing a ghost" expression of the Bifang demon god, Yang Ling did not say much. Two treasures suddenly appeared in his hands-the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd and the Glazed Cloud Light Bottle.

He waved his hands, and the two treasures flew in the air, releasing brilliant light, turning into countless stars, and laying out a vast and boundless star array - the Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array.

In the star array, countless stars intertwined into a net, trapping the Bifang Demon God in it.

"Damn it!"

The Bifang Demon God did not expect Yang Ling to have such a trick, and was extremely angry. A strong green light emerged around his body, trying to break through the array, but the star array seemed to have its own life, constantly changing its form, firmly trapping him in the center.

"Yang Ling, do you think you can trap me like this? You are too naive!" The Bifang Demon God roared, his voice echoing in the array, but it could not shake it at all.

Yang Ling was expressionless, in the core array of the array, strengthening the power of the array. He knew that the power of the Bifang Demon God should not be underestimated, and he must do his best to suppress it.

The body of Bifang Demon God was constantly struggling in the star array. Every time he attacked, the stars would vibrate, but the array was like a solid cage and refused to let go.

"Even if you use the treasure, you can't kill me!" Bifang Demon God's voice was full of sarcasm and anger.

Yang Ling's face was solemn, and he formed seals with his hands. The power of the star array moved in response, as if the real starry sky had descended on the earth.

Under his control, countless bright stars turned into sharp rays of light, like a punishment from heaven, bombarding Bifang Demon God all over the world.

Facing this sudden attack, Bifang Demon God had a flash of panic in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by endless anger.

The green light around him suddenly surged and turned into a group of blazing Nanming Lihuo. The flames contained the power to destroy everything, trying to break through this seemingly impeccable star array.

The starlight and Lihuo collided violently in the air, making a deafening roar. Under the fierce attack of Bifang Demon God, the Star Array seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but under Yang Ling's constant urging, it always stabilized at the critical moment.

At this moment, the infinite starlight condensed into Yang Ling's figure. His phantom stood at the core of the Star Array, holding a long sword condensed by starlight in his hand. The sword body flowed with the brilliance of the stars, and the tip of the sword pointed at Bifang Demon God, with great momentum.

Seeing this, Bifang Demon God's pupils shrank. He didn't expect that Yang Ling could condense such a real clone with the power of the stars, and the power of this clone was not inferior to his original body.

The battle between the two broke out instantly, and Yang Ling's star clone and Bifang Demon God launched a shocking battle in the star array.

Every fight was accompanied by flashes of starlight and splashes of fire, and the entire magma world trembled under the impact of this power.

Every time Yang Ling's star clone swung his sword, it seemed as if the light of the stars turned into a giant sword and chopped it down. Although Bifang Demon God was powerful, he also looked quite embarrassed under such an attack.

Although his Nanming Lihuo was fierce, he could never really touch Yang Ling's star clone. Every attack was cleverly resolved by the starlight.

The battle lasted for a long time, and Bifang Demon God gradually felt powerless.

He thought he could easily break out of the formation, but he didn't expect Yang Ling to be so difficult.

As time went by, Yang Ling's star clone seemed to be brighter, and the sword light was more fierce. Every move and every style contained an unparalleled destructive power, which made Bifang Demon God feel unprecedented pressure.

The roar of Bifang Demon God echoed in the star formation, and his figure looked more ferocious under the shining of the starlight. Seeing the sword light of Yang Ling's star clone flashing, each sword condensed the power of the stars, cutting through the void and pointing directly at his vitals.

The Star Sword in Yang Ling's hand was like a meteor that shuttled through the stars. It pierced into the shoulder of the Bifang Demon God with a devastating force. The starlight on the tip of the sword was as hard as diamond, easily tearing the demon god's body apart, and blood spurted out.

The Bifang Demon God roared in pain, and the green light was strong. His true body power burst out at this moment. A strong force surged from his body, forming a strong shock wave, which directly smashed Yang Ling's star clone into pieces.

However, the starlight in the star formation did not dissipate because of this. The broken clone quickly reorganized in the starlight, and Yang Ling's figure appeared again, like an immortal body, and the starlight was even brighter.

The eyes of the Bifang Demon God were full of shock and fear. He felt an unprecedented despair. He understood that as long as this formation existed, Yang Ling could continuously condense the power of the stars, but he could never break through this dilemma.

Under this pressure, the body of the Bifang demon god twisted and changed in the starlight, and finally turned into a huge one-legged green-feathered divine bird, surrounded by the blazing Nanming Lihuo. When the wings were spread, they were thousands of feet wide, almost covering the entire starry sky.

His true body is an ancient divine bird, with the power to tear the world apart.

As his wings flapped, a violent storm arose, and two divine lights shot out from his eyes, like sharp arrows, shooting straight at Yang Ling, as if to pierce his soul.

The starlight around Yang Ling became more brilliant. Under his control of the star formation, the starlight turned into sharp sword energy, and launched a fierce duel with the true body of the Bifang demon god.

The eyes of the divine bird Bifang demon god flashed with fierce light. As his wings flapped, countless green feathers turned into sharp feather arrows, shooting towards the star formation in all directions. Each feather arrow contained the power to tear the world apart.

Facing this sudden and violent attack, Yang Ling did not dare to be careless. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the bright starlight around him changed and turned into barriers to block the feather arrows pouring down like a rainstorm.

In the collision between the starlight and the feather arrows, countless dazzling sparks were emitted, as if performing an interstellar war.

Although the attack of Bifang Demon God was fierce, Yang Ling's star formation was extremely solid. Every attack was resolved by the starlight, and the formation remained as stable as Mount Tai, unmoved.

The battle intensified, and the attack of Bifang Demon God became more and more violent, but Yang Ling always responded calmly. He knew that as long as he held on, victory would eventually belong to him.

The power of the star formation became stronger and stronger under Yang Ling's control. The starlight was like an endless ocean, trapping the real body of Bifang Demon God in it, unable to escape.

The eyes of Bifang Demon God were full of despair and anger. He knew that he had fallen into a real desperate situation.

Yang Ling's eyes were cold, and he made hand gestures. The countless stars in the star array began to spin wildly, turning into meteors and smashing towards the Bifang Demon God.

These meteors were not ordinary things, but were condensed from the soul-scattering red sand. Each of them contained a strong soul-breaking power, specifically targeting the soul.

The eyes of the Bifang Demon God were wide open. He could feel the fatal threat brought by these meteors. He tried to resist with the Nanming Lihuo, but the meteors penetrated the flames and bombarded his body without stopping.

"Boom boom boom!" Deafening explosions continued to sound in the star array, and each explosion was accompanied by the screams of the Bifang Demon God.

His soul was like a candle in the wind, being ruthlessly smashed, and his soul suffered unprecedented damage.

"Ah--!" The screams of the Bifang Demon God echoed in the array, extremely shrill.

There were cracks on the surface of his soul, and the power of his soul was rapidly dissipating. Facing such pain, even a Daluo Jinxian like him could not bear it.

Yang Ling looked at the embarrassment of Bifang Demon God's Yuanshen, with no mercy in his eyes, only cold killing intent.

He knew that this was the best time to completely defeat Bifang Demon God.

The power of the star array reached its peak under Yang Ling's manipulation. Countless stars turned into meteor showers, like a dazzling Milky Way, falling from the sky, rolling up Bifang Demon God, forming a huge starlight vortex.

Bifang Demon God struggled in the starlight vortex, but every struggle caused his Yuanshen to be torn more.

His voice was hoarse, but the desperate roar still filled the entire magma world.

Finally, with a loud bang, the figure of Bifang Demon God was completely sucked into the Nine Nine Soul Gourd in Yang Ling's hand.

The mouth of the gourd flashed with red light, as if swallowing everything, until the Yuanshen of Bifang Demon God completely disappeared in the gourd, and the red light dissipated.

The star array gradually calmed down, Yang Ling held the Nine Nine Soul Gourd, and a complex light flashed in his eyes.

This was the first Daluo Jinxian he had defeated personally, a genuine Daluo Jinxian. Although he mainly relied on the Nine Heavens Cloud Star Array and the Nine Nine Soul-scattering Gourd, a top-grade spiritual treasure, this result still made him quite excited.

At least it showed that he was not without a chance of winning against the Daluo Jinxian!

Yang Ling took a deep breath and retracted his mind. As the spells in his hands changed, the stars in the sky gradually dissipated, and finally turned into two treasures and fell back into his hands.

He put away the Nine Nine Soul-scattering Gourd and the Glazed Cloud Light Bottle, and the whole person returned to the desolation of the underground magma world.

A blazing light cut through the darkness of the magma world, and a huge three-legged golden crow fell from the sky, with fierce light in its eyes, as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes.

Yang Ling frowned slightly. He knew clearly that the three-legged golden crow in front of him was not an ordinary creature. It was a divine beast condensed from the true fire of the sun. It contained the remnant of the ancient golden crow in its body and was extremely powerful.

The three-legged crow flapped its wings, and a raging wave of fire swept across the four directions. The entire magma world seemed to be controlled by its power. The magma was surging, as if it would burst out with a more violent attack at any time.

Yang Ling did not panic, he also had his own trump card.

He slowly raised his hand, and the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand once again emitted a dark red light, and countless soul-dispersing red sands were about to burst out.

The three-legged crow made a deafening cry, and the fierce sound waves almost tore the space apart. Its eyes flashed with contempt and anger for Yang Ling.

Yang Ling did not change his expression. He knew in his heart that although the three-legged crow was powerful, it was condensed by real fire after all, not a real living being. Although its attack was fierce, there were also rules to follow.

He took a deep breath, mobilized the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and then gently threw the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand, aiming the gourd mouth at the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow was extremely fast, and it was approaching Yang Ling in almost the blink of an eye.

Every time it flapped its wings, it brought up pieces of blazing flames, which burned in the magma world, and even the magma lost its color.

Yang Ling did not panic. A layer of light black flames quickly condensed around his body, forming a protective shield, trying to resist the blazing sun fire with the melting fruit.

The three-legged golden crow's attack was extremely fierce. Every time it dived, it was accompanied by a raging wave of fire, as if it wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

Although Yang Ling's melting fruit was powerful, it seemed a little powerless in front of the sun fire.

The fierce light of the three-legged golden crow became more and more blazing. It seemed to feel Yang Ling's resistance, and the angry roar echoed in the magma world.

Its offensive became more and more fierce, and every attack made Yang Ling feel great pressure.

Yang Ling responded calmly, urging the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd to spit out endless soul-dispersing red sand, which turned into a galaxy. Under his control, this star power turned into a series of starlight sword qi, competing with the sun true fire of the three-legged golden crow.

Every time he counterattacked, he hit the vital points of the three-legged golden crow accurately. Due to the characteristics of the soul-dispersing red sand targeting the primordial spirit, this seemingly invincible divine bird had to feel a little pain.

As the battle progressed, Yang Ling gradually figured out the attack mode of the three-legged golden crow, and his counterattack became more and more fierce.

In the collision of starlight and true fire, Yang Ling finally found an opportunity, and a starlight sword qi that condensed all his strength pierced the eyes of the three-legged golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow let out a heart-wrenching scream, and its body retreated violently under the impact of the starlight sword qi, and its fierce momentum also stagnated.

Yang Ling did not miss this opportunity. His body turned into a starlight and instantly appeared in front of the three-legged crow. The endless red sand of scattered souls gathered into a huge star sword, and slashed at the three-legged crow without hesitation.

This sword contained all of Yang Ling's strength and determination. It was like a meteor that cut through the sky, carrying endless starlight, and directly slashed at the three-legged crow.

Under this sword, the body of the three-legged crow finally had cracks. Its fierce light gradually dimmed, and the sun's true fire began to dissipate.

Under the power of the red sand of scattered souls, the remnant of the ancient golden crow finally turned invisible.

Yang Ling stood above the magma sea, and the three-legged crow in front of him was already at the end of its strength. He knew very well the preciousness of the sun's true fire, and this was a great opportunity for "cultivation".

He immediately closed his eyes and began to operate the "burning formula" spiritual energy in his body.

An invisible suction emanated from his body, slowly devouring the sun's true fire that condensed the body of the three-legged crow.

This was not a difficult task for him, because he had done this a long time ago. Now he just followed the same method and successfully transformed the Sun's True Fire into his own magic power.

As time passed, the Sun's True Fire seemed to be attracted by an invisible black hole and fell into the spiritual energy in Yang Ling's body.

These Sun's True Fires were extremely pure, containing terrifying heat and destructive power, but under the effect of the "Burning Technique", they were assimilated one by one and became part of Yang Ling's power.

Yang Ling felt that the spiritual energy in his body became hotter and hotter, as if a small sun was burning in his body. His cultivation also increased rapidly at this moment, and his strength soared.

He sat cross-legged above the magma sea, and a flame vortex formed around his body. The Sun's True Fire continued to gather in this vortex and was swallowed up bit by bit by the "Burning Technique". His body was like a bottomless pit. No matter how much Sun's True Fire was thrown into it, it could be completely assimilated.

At this moment, Yang Ling seemed to be integrated with this magma world. His aura became stronger, and the whole person exuded a domineering and mysterious temperament.

The process of swallowing the sun's true fire is not achieved overnight. It takes time and patience. Yang Ling did not relax at all. He knew that this was a rare opportunity and must be grasped.

As time went by, the originally violent sun's true fire became more and more docile. They flowed in Yang Ling's body and perfectly merged with his spiritual energy, making Yang Ling's "burning technique" cultivation reach a higher level.

A satisfied smile appeared on Yang Ling's face. He felt that his strength was constantly growing, and this feeling made him very excited.

His cultivation had a qualitative leap during this period of time, and he even began to touch a higher level.

The three-legged golden crow above the magma sea gradually disintegrated and turned into a vortex of flames, which became smaller and smaller as time went by.

After a long time, the sun's true fire was completely swallowed by him.

Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes and smiled with satisfaction.

He stood above the magma sea, released his divine sense to explore the entire underground magma world, and after finding that there were no missing treasures, he turned back to the ground and returned to the area covered by the psychedelic formation.

He stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, and a faint spiritual power hit the core of the formation, instantly removing the psychedelic effect.

As the formation dissipated, the burly man trapped in it roared like a wild beast released, jumped up from the ground, and the axe in his hand brought a gust of wind, and chopped at Yang Ling without hesitation, the axe light was sharp, as if to split the world in half.

However, Yang Ling moved slightly and easily avoided the attack of the axe. Then, his palm turned over and turned into a huge purple-gold palm - the Heaven-Destroying Hand.

The Heaven-Destroying Hand carried boundless power. With a light push, it neutralized the attack of the burly man, and with a backhand palm, it knocked him out. The man's body hit the rock wall heavily, making a dull sound. He groaned in pain, obviously suffering a serious injury.

Yang Ling did not chase him, but stood quietly in place, looking at the burly man with calm and firm eyes.

He said calmly: "Tell me the whereabouts of the other Nine Yang Springs."

A trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the burly man, who was obviously shocked by Yang Ling's strength, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Do you think I am the kind of person who is afraid of death? Let me tell you, the Bifang demon god has arrived here. No matter who you are, you'd better leave quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Ling said calmly: "Bifang is dead, do you want to follow in his footsteps?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, holding a treasure seal in his palm, which was the magic treasure of the Bifang demon god.

Seeing this treasure, the burly man's eyes suddenly flashed with shock.

"You...did you really kill Bifang?"

Yang Ling said without comment: "Now you can answer my question, right?"

"...Of course! I promise to tell you everything I know, and I only hope that the immortal can spare my life!"