My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 91: Stop pretending, I'm a master and I'm showing my cards (first order requested)

Hearing this, Wang Mo's eyes narrowed, "So, my two brothers are trapped by you?"

"Yes." Yang Ling admitted openly, "In another hour and a half, they will probably be refined into ashes."

When Manjusri Taoist heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He shared the same view as Wang Mo.

The Yuanshen of the Golden Immortal is extremely tough and solid, and has immortal characteristics.

It's easy to defeat a Golden Immortal, but it's extremely difficult to kill a Golden Immortal.

He didn't think that Yang Ling could kill two Jiejiao Golden Immortals in such a short time just now!

But now, from what Yang Ling said, it's obvious that he defeated them first, and then sealed them into a spiritual treasure that has both the ability to seal and refine.

And if Yang Ling didn't exaggerate, then the grade of this spiritual weapon must be quite high, otherwise it would be impossible to refine and kill two immortal Golden Immortals in a short time!

Unlike the rational analysis of Manjusri Taoist, Yang Sen was already furious and anxious after hearing Yang Ling's words.

The four brothers had a deep friendship, how could he watch two of his brothers being refined into ashes?

At that moment, the Kaitianzhu in his hand shone brightly, like a blazing star, burning the void, and fiercely blasted towards Yang Ling.

"Let my brother out quickly, otherwise I will make you bloody and your soul fly away!"

At the same time, Wang Mo suddenly appeared in his hand. A fairy sword flowed with endless brilliance.

"Yang Ling, if you don't let me go, today is your death!"

Wang Mo rode on the back of Bi'an, his voice was gloomy and cold, with a fierce killing intent, and he gently waved the fairy sword in his hand, and thousands of sword lights fell like rain, each of which contained the power to destroy everything, and slashed towards Yang Ling overwhelmingly.

"With just this little ability, you dare to speak so arrogantly?"

Yang Ling sneered, and his figure became erratic in the moment when the sword lights intersected, as if he turned into an invisible wind, and shuttled easily in the rain of swords.

He was completely swimming under the attack of Wang Mo, and could be called "passing through the crowd of swords without being touched by any sword".

If he was a little afraid of the four saints of Jiulong Island joining forces before, then now after solving Li Xingba and Gao Yougan first, he had no scruples when facing the remaining Wang Mo and Yang Sen.

When Yang Sen's Kaitianzhu hit him like a blazing little sun, Yang Ling suddenly swung out a Tianmie Hand, which turned into a purple-gold giant palm with a radius of 100 feet, and directly pulled this dazzling spiritual treasure away.

This scene made many people dumbfounded.

Li Jing and his wife couldn't help but exclaimed.

Although they already knew that Yang Ling was very powerful, the powerful strength shown by Yang Ling was still constantly refreshing their psychological expectations.

From an ordinary rich man, to a Qi-refining practitioner who could barely protect himself, to a Xuanxian master who could kill a True Immortal in seconds, and now even the Jiejiao Golden Immortal is no match for him...

Yang Sen was even more shocked and angry. His Kaitianzhu was a mid-grade spiritual treasure that had been carefully refined for tens of thousands of years. It was extremely powerful, but it was easily blown away by Yang Ling with a slap. How could he accept this?

This was because he had never thought that Yang Ling would be so powerful.

Yang Ling looked at Yang Sen's shocked expression, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. "You bully the weak and fear the strong, but you didn't expect that I'm tougher than you, right?

Just now, your two brothers were in the same situation as you are now.

But this is all your own fault!

I didn't provoke anyone, and I just came here to congratulate you. As a result, you old turtles believed in slander and came to fight and kill me!

If I didn't have some skills, I'm afraid I would have been eaten alive by you!"

Wang Mo looked at Yang Ling, who was completely different from before, with a serious look, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?

Are you really determined to go against me, Jiejiao?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... You are indeed an old tortoise who only knows how to bully the weak and fear the strong! When you found that you had hit a wall, you immediately brought out the master behind you, right?"

Yang Ling smacked his lips playfully and mocked, "You Jiejiao is the first major sect in the prehistoric world. Aren't you bringing shame to Jiejiao by doing this?

In addition, not just any cat or dog can represent Jiejiao, right? I am very curious, do you, the four Ninja Turtles of Jiulong Island, have the qualifications to represent Jiejiao?"

Looking at Yang Ling's fearless appearance, Wang Mo's heart sank, knowing that the other party either had a great background, or his realm of Taoism was more profound than he imagined.

A trace of determination flashed in Wang Mo's eyes, and he knew that he could no longer hesitate or hold back at this moment. If he could not defeat the other party as soon as possible, Li Xingba and Gao Yougan would surely die.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly used the method of transmitting sound through his soul: "Brother Wenshu, this guy just framed you in every way, he is not a good person! Please help me! I am willing to thank you with a precious treasure later."

He simply and clearly stated his thoughts, and without waiting for the response of the Taoist Master Wenshu, he swung the immortal sword in his hand, the sword light was like the sea, and thousands of sword lights gathered into a huge sword river, sweeping across the void, sweeping towards Yang Ling like the Milky Way.

The sword intent in the sword river was fierce, as if countless sword immortals were singing sad songs in it, and the killing intent was boiling.

He was betting that the Taoist Master Wenshu would take action!

He believed that after what happened just now, the Taoist Master Wenshu's killing intention towards Yang Ling would not be much lighter than his.

At the same time, Yang Sen once again sacrificed the Dzi Bead on his head, shooting out beams of bright divine light, tearing apart the void wherever it went!

A flash of light flashed in Yang Ling's eyes. Facing the violent attacks of Wang Mo and Yang Sen, he was not afraid at all. His feet seemed to be stepping on void formations, making his speed reach the extreme.

Suddenly, he waved his hands continuously, and countless purple-gold rays of light condensed in the air, turning into giant purple-gold hands with a radius of a hundred feet, and swatted at the rushing Jianhe one after another.

"Bang bang bang~"

A series of loud noises suddenly came from the nine heavens, as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

That river of swords gradually began to disintegrate under the slaps of hundreds of thousands of heaven-destroying hands, and countless sword lights collapsed one after another like destroyed glaciers.

At the same time, Yang Ling circulated the Burning Technique Spiritual Energy, and countless flames spewed out from the pores of his body, wrapping his body like a barrier, blocking all attacks from the outside world.

Then he activated several thousand-foot-long fire dragons and pounced on Wang Mo and Yang Sen with their teeth and claws, causing them to be distracted.

The murderous intent in Wang Mo's eyes was even more intense. He held the fairy sword in his hand and stepped on the beast, and rushed straight towards Yang Ling like a shooting star.

The Biwan roared repeatedly, and the black smoke emitted from its mouth seemed to have the power to corrode the heaven and earth. The sword light on the fairy sword shone with a cold light, as if it was going to cut all enemies in two.

Yang Ling's expression remained unchanged as countless purple-gold rays of light bloomed in the void, turning into huge purple-gold hands and slapping towards the King Demon.

Although he did not have the unique and narrow environment he had in the stone prison just now, the unexpected nature of the Heaven-Destroying Hand still made the Demon King miserable.

"Boss Turtle, your swordsmanship is quite sharp, but it's a pity that you're still a little short of the mark in front of me." Yang Ling dealt with it easily while sarcastically and insultingly.

Yang Sen on the side was furious, and the Dzi Bead in his hand once again burst out with scorching light. The divine light seemed to tear the world apart, but Yang Ling easily dodged it, followed by a crackling taunt:

"Gui Er, are you still finished? With your meager abilities, you still want to deal with me?"

Wang Mo and Yang Sen were so angry that the Three Corpse Gods jumped, but for a while they were helpless and even gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Taoist Manjusri was watching the battle from the sidelines. Seeing that Yang Ling still had the upper hand even though he was one against two, he felt secretly awe-inspiring in his heart.

He knew that Yang Ling at least had the skills of a golden immortal, and he was definitely not comparable to ordinary golden immortals.

Such a master is hiding in the mouth of Guanjiang River and is married to the sister of the Emperor of Heaven. This is really suspicious!

He frowned slightly, already making a decision in his heart.

No matter where this guy comes from, we need to catch him first!

Yang Ling didn't seem to notice his scrutinizing gaze, and was still fighting fiercely with Wang Mo and Yang Sen. At the same time, he even tried his best to insult them, reducing the two Jie Jiao Golden Immortals to nothing.

Even though Wang Mo and Yang Sen were mature and prudent, they were so angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, and smoke erupted from their seven orifices. They wished they could tear his body into thousands of pieces and gnaw on his flesh and blood and bones again.

Just then, a strong wind blew up.

A yellow wooden stake quietly came out of the void, like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time, suddenly attacking Yang Ling's back.

The wooden pillars grew on top of a golden lotus pedestal. When swayed in the wind, they grew to over three feet high. The pillars were inlaid with three golden rings.

Yang Ling instinctively moved the word "Xing" to one side, but the wooden pillars followed him closely like a shadow.

The three golden rings on the pillar appeared out of thin air on his neck, feet and waist, and tightened quickly.

Yang Ling looked shocked and tried to break away from the golden ring, but it moved tighter and tighter, tying him tightly to the wooden stake.

When Taoist Manjusri saw the hit, a look of triumph appeared on his face, and he said calmly: "Don't waste your efforts!

As long as you are hit by my dragon-escaping stake, it will be difficult to escape. The more you move, the tighter it will be, and there is a seal of three talents on it. No matter how powerful you are, it will be difficult to escape the soul! "

"Is it really that powerful?" Yang Ling raised his eyebrows with a half-smile, "Then thank you fellow Taoist for the treasure!"

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and the treasure money that had been held in his palm for a long time fell on the dragon-escaping pile.

A golden light appears!

The dragon-escaping pile's brilliance dissipated in an instant and fell from the sky like a mortal object. Yang Ling grabbed it and stuffed it directly into his treasure bag.

Taoist Manjusri suddenly changed his color.

He discovered that all the soul marks he had imprinted on the internal restrictions of the Dragon-Dragon Stake were instantly erased by an invisible force!

In other words, the Dragon Hidden Stake has now become an ownerless thing!

And Yang Ling, the instigator, has already picked up the secret word "Xing" and sacrificed the Map of Mountains and Rivers in Ten Thousand Miles, and rushed towards Wang Mo and Yang Sen.

The two Jinxian Jiejiao saw Yang Ling trapped by the dragon escape pile and were about to step forward to force him to release Li Xingba and Gao Youqian.

As a result, as soon as they got closer, they saw Yang Ling rushing over like lightning, holding the Map of Mountains and Rivers in his hands, and raised his hand towards the two of them.

The demon king instinctively retreated, but Yang Sen was unable to dodge, and Yang Ling, including his mount and his body, was enveloped in the Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers.

Then Yang Ling didn't chase the king demon anymore, but turned into a clear light and disappeared into the sky.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, not even a blink of an eye.

Yang Ling escaped!

Escaped with the Dragon Dungeon!

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