Cheng Ling was not afraid at all. His whole body was emitting lavender thunder. He grabbed a handful of elixirs and threw them into his mouth. The surging power of the elixir began to repair the injured body. He stood up slowly and pointed his sword towards the sky!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a dark cloud as dark as ink suddenly surged in the sky, rolling endlessly, covering the sky above Cheng Ling's head. Deep purple lightning intertwined in the dark cloud, shining like sparks, exuding a heart-stopping destructive power.
"Hey, that's...!"
"Oh my god, what happened? Could it be that those dark clouds are calamity clouds? But you don't need to overcome calamity to be promoted to Immortal King!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was stunned. Although there were many cracks in Cheng Ling's body, they were healing at an extremely fast speed, and there was also a majestic aura blooming in it.
Cheng Ling's heart was still intact. He had just used the power of Thunder Bamboo to gather a large amount of purple thunder, just to give these monks a powerful shock!
"This is definitely not a thunder disaster! But he can actually trigger the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which is so unbelievable!"
"No! We can't let him accumulate power anymore. Since such a character has been offended, he must be killed!"
Boom!
In the sky, dark clouds rolled and roared endlessly. Purple electric arcs flashed within them, like purple dragons dancing wildly, filled with terrifying destructive power, making the world tremble.
At this time, Cheng Ling's entire body was shrouded in a purple thunder light, and the astonishing thunder and lightning waves distorted and blurred the surrounding void.
"Quickly, kill him. No matter what, it is absolutely right to kill him at this moment. Otherwise, once the energy is accumulated, none of us will be able to survive!"
"kill!"
Finally, everyone no longer dared to delay and launched an attack! They understood that no matter what, they and Cheng Ling had an incomprehensible hatred. Either Cheng Ling died or they died!
In an instant, all kinds of immortal weapons, spells, martial arts, and magical powers gathered together. Thousands of them were intertwined into a network of light like a rainbow piercing the sun. They were densely packed, like falling meteors, strangled towards Cheng Ling.
Cheng Ling's whole body was shrouded in purple electric light. He held the Han Light Sword tightly with both hands, pouring all his energy and energy into it. He didn't care about the overwhelming attack and just swept past with one sword!
Uh-huh!
The sharp sword light with deep purple thunder seemed like a giant blade, cutting through the void, and even the space seemed to be cut in half. Most of the incoming attacks were neutralized, and that's not all. A powerful lightning arc flashed, and the bodies of hundreds of monks in front were cut into several sections!
The stumps and broken arms were floating in the air, and the monks in the front row screamed, but this did not stop the attack of the monks behind them.
Cheng Ling himself could not completely withstand all the attacks, and there were still many that hit him. His face was ferocious, his feet were as motionless as standing still, he thrust his sword into the ground, and made hundreds of handprints with his hands like butterflies piercing flowers.
In an instant, the purple thunder in the sky seemed to form an army of thunder and lightning, turning into electric spears, electric swords, electric guns, electric halberds..., like a volcano erupting, they all blasted towards the monks. "
Large-area thunder-based killing spell!
Because too much immortal energy was extracted from the space in Cheng Ling's body, several stars that were about to take shape suddenly shattered! He grabbed a handful of elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth again, and launched two consecutive powerful attacks to temporarily curb the madness of the monks. He did not want to fall into a tight siege, so he dodged and flew towards the gap created by the bombardment to the north.
"No, he's going to run away!"
"Killing so many of our monks, we can't let him escape unscathed. Everyone, chase him quickly!"
The remaining monks suddenly woke up and continued to pursue Cheng Ling regardless of the death of the monks in front!
But before they could catch up, Feng Ling stopped in front of him. The next moment, they found several extremely powerful auras colliding together, like a volcano erupting, lightning and thunder, setting off endless air waves!
"What, someone blocked Cheng Ling!"
Everyone in the distance was surprised. When they opened their eyes and looked, they immediately saw clearly that the person who took action was none other than Ling Kong, Jing Hui and others. These people are not comparable to ordinary Immortal Lords, and they cannot be killed in a short time.
Cheng Ling competed with them and then changed direction. He knew that if he was entangled, he would probably be forced into despair.
"If you still want to escape, please stay with me!"
Ling Kong was unwilling to give up, so he hit Cheng Ling heavily with the magic pestle in his hand.
While Jinghui shouted, he asked several dragon monks to form a circle of encirclement, intending to strangle him completely!
Cheng Ling glanced at the end of his eyes and saw that the monk behind him was chasing after him again. His body was shaking, leaving several afterimages on the spot, but his true body was still seen through by Ling Kong. The two of them fought again. He deliberately Hidden strength, he just received a heavy blow from Ling Kong, and his body instantly escaped a hundred feet away.
It was just this heavy blow that made his injuries worse. The power of the elixir swallowed in his mouth spread out gurglingly, continuously restoring his injuries. However, while running at high speed, the immortal energy flowed rapidly and the power of the medicine was consumed quickly.
He could only retreat temporarily, repairing his body while escaping.
"Chase!"
How could Ling Kong and others let go of such a great opportunity? Cheng Ling was seriously injured and dying. It was a great opportunity to kill him. If they missed it, they would definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.
At the same time, thousands of monks behind him also caught up and chased Cheng Ling along his trail.
In fact, they didn't have to identify the direction at all, they just had to look up at the sky, because as Cheng Ling left, the purple thunder in the sky also moved, following him like a shadow, which was extremely eye-catching.
The bloody wasteland seems to have no end. The blood-red land is cracked like a spider web. From time to time, you can see huge sinkholes. Ruins are everywhere in the sinkholes. The earth is red, and the mountains are barren of grass. From time to time, blazing treasure light rises into the sky, attracting people. Group after group of talented people chased him.
These are all the treasures that were shaken out after the huge changes in the bloody wasteland. Almost all of these treasures come from the ancient times, and no matter which one they are, they are extremely powerful.
However, Cheng Ling was indifferent to all of this. He exerted all his body skills, and the lightning under his feet shone, already increasing his speed to the limit. The blood on his body dripped slowly, and the boundless pain filled his whole body, but his expression was extremely cold, like a puppet who knew no pain.
The biting wind hit his face with pain like a knife, making his long hair fly and his blood-stained clothes rustling, but it could not dispel the stubbornness and perseverance in his eyes.
The news continued to spread, more and more monks gathered, and more and more people participated in the pursuit of Cheng Ling!
"As long as he is killed, Jiuyou Immortal Mansion will be in the bag!"
"The Immortal Lord is also at his peak, and his combat power is so powerful. He must have received some heaven-defying inheritance. Kill him, and these will all be mine!"
The bloody wasteland was completely plunged into chaos and madness. Regardless of whether there was any grudge or whether it was Buddhism or Taoism, everyone regarded Cheng Ling as a piece of cake, like a mobile treasure, and they competed for it, almost wanting to get rid of him.
Of course, Cheng Ling still had friends. Yin Luoyao, Jiang Chongshan, Yao Wenyuan, Wu Tianfeng and others were secretly anxious when they heard the news. But facing so many monks, they didn't dare to say anything. They just followed him from a distance, hoping to help him at the critical moment!
At this time, the way out of the bloody wasteland was basically blocked, and the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism joined forces to find and kill Cheng Ling. When it reaches this point, no one will give up easily, and they will have trouble sleeping and eating.
This is a bloody storm, and it is also a chaos. The bloody wasteland, a lonely place of ruins, is plunged into turmoil.
For several days in a row, Cheng Ling stayed awake and spent the whole time on the run. However, no matter where he fled, the enemy would soon catch up. In these days, he encountered countless obstacles, fighting continuously, and was covered in blood.
This situation lasted for nearly half a month. Cheng Ling's immortal energy was almost exhausted and he was no longer able to repair the injuries all over his body. Therefore, his body at the moment had countless scars and tatters, and he could die at any time. The tone is supportive.
Finally, he escaped another pursuit. He hid in a cave in a mountain range and set up several formations at the entrance of the cave. He then silently healed his wounds. Time was limited and he had to hurry up, otherwise the enemy would arrive again.
It looked like a wounded lone wolf licking its wounds, unyielding and never giving up hope of survival.
Unfortunately, less than half a day had passed when a roar sounded outside the cave. His face sank. He discovered the formation he had set up so quickly. The trip to Jiuyou Immortal Mansion caused many sects to urgently dispatch immortal formation masters. Unexpectedly, the final result would be to hunt down myself!
In desperation, he could only rush out of the cave. Judging from the sound, there are not many monks surrounding him now. Once more monks are attracted to surround him, there will be no way to escape!
Cheng Ling tried his best, his clothes were stained with blood, and his body was covered in blood. With his strong fighting power and speed, he escaped again. This time, after he escaped, he finally fell into a swamp full of poisonous insects. His blood gurgled and was swallowed by the foul-smelling swamp beneath him.
Lying on his back on the swamp, looking at the poisonous insects constantly crawling through the swamp, he seemed to realize something.
Life and death, being hunted this time was almost a narrow escape. Fortunately, no monks above the Immortal King stage appeared, otherwise they would not have been able to persist until now. Even so, I have been wandering between life and death several times. At this point, it is difficult to escape from the bloody wasteland!
He sat down cross-legged, thinking about the way forward while recovering from his injuries.
"This swamp may be a turning point. I can put it to death and then live. I finally understand a little bit about the yin and yang of life and death. These four are not just simple perceptions of artistic conception, but like a chessboard of heaven and earth. Everything has the yin and yang of life and death. be it heaven and earth or swamp.”
"I can regard all of this as a test of yin and yang of life and death. Being chased by everyone is death, but there is a trace of life in it. A broken body is yin, but it cannot be broken or established. After my physical body recovers, it will be closer and self-recovery. More capable.”
As his understanding deepened, Cheng Ling's body emitted majestic vitality, which was the essence of life after comprehending the yin and yang of life and death. The dead air of this swamp has been driven away, the stench has been cleared away, and only the vitality is left, giving people a feeling of the birth of all things and the beginning of heaven and earth, full of hope.
In fact, there are plants and trees in the swamp growing, sprouting, spreading branches, and growing stronger, as if all the exhausted life here has gone through a process of nirvana and rebirth like Cheng Ling.
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