After losing the sight of King Chuguan, Cheng Ling relaxed. His muscles and bones all over his body felt sore. Maintaining the bow-drawing posture for a long time, and having to lock his consciousness again, invisibly consumed a lot of money.
Ever since he obtained the Jinghong Bow in the Land of Demon Spirits, he has been refining it within his body. After so many years, the 108 layers of restrictions on the bow have long since been refined and integrated with himself. The spine is transformed into a treasured bow, the tendons and veins are the bowstrings, and the remaining bone and flesh essence is transformed into bone arrows.
With a sway, he held Bai Yu's frail and boneless body in his arms, then reached out to grab the jade bottle left by King Chu Guan, and then flew along the depths of the blood river.
Although King Chuguan was scared away, the other party would never give in. He might be waiting for you on the way back to Blood River City. It's better to do the opposite and hide in the depths of the blood river. In that environment, there might be a glimmer of hope.
Cheng Ling hugged Bai Yu and soon found a relatively calm river surface. The red river water was like a sea of blood, exuding a strong smell of violence and blood.
He took out the jade bottle and easily broke the ban on the outside. With a sweep of his consciousness, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
King Chu Guan was indeed tricked. The jade bottle was empty, and there was no demonic blood spirit pulp at all. The previous actions were just to distract himself. Once the target is moved and the Jinghong Bow loses its lock, the opponent will immediately take action and control him.
"The dignified official king actually resorted to such despicable methods. He really can't stand the chance." He secretly cursed in his heart, but he had no choice but to find the demon blood pulp in the jade bottle, so he had to rely on his own ability to get it. .
But at the moment, the most important thing is Bai Yu's injury.
Stretching out his fingers, he gently put them on her snow-white arm, and a force of vitality slowly flowed along the meridians and acupuncture points.
After a while, Cheng Ling felt relieved. Although Bai Yu was seriously injured, her tendons and Dantian were not seriously damaged, and she would be able to recover as long as she took some time to recover.
"This place is very close to the place the monk mentioned. I don't dare to do it anymore. I'll use this time to look for the Demonic Blood Spirit Fruit Pulp first."
Cheng Ling murmured to himself, took out a belt, put Bai Yu on his back, tied him up, then dodged and continued flying in the direction of the target.
One day later, gradually, the scene in the blood river changed.
It was like entering another world before my eyes, with howling hurricanes, turbulent waves, and black clouds like mountains covering the sky, with bright and terrifying electric arcs flowing through them.
The space here is showing signs of collapse almost all the time, like pieces of shattered glass, which is shocking.
What is particularly frightening is that from time to time, ghosts, evil ghosts, and a ferocious-looking terrifying underworld beast will float above the blood river, wreaking havoc in all directions, making this sea look like purgatory!
Cheng Ling was not surprised but overjoyed. According to what the monk said, the Demonic Blood Spirit Fruit Pulp was discovered here.
At this moment, the innocent souls, evil ghosts, and underworld beasts floating on the blood river seemed to have discovered his traces, and rushed towards him one after another.
Cheng Ling stretched out his right arm, and the Dragon Ling Sword came into his palm. His figure flashed and he started killing again. But his movements were obviously much more careful, lest he disturb Bai Yu on his back.
The killings, blood, and screams made this place look like a bloody purgatory.
Ghosts, monsters, and beasts surged forward, fearlessly charging towards them. Every face was filled with anger, ferocity, and distortion. At the same time, there was also a hint of fear, fear, confusion, and exhaustion that filled the heart uncontrollably.
After fighting for a long time, they had already lost most of their companions. The sky was staring at them, and there was a thick layer of netherworld aura lingering, as if they were covered by dark clouds, weighing them down. But the young man opposite him was like an unshakable mountain, insurmountable and despairing.
Isn't he tireless?
Where did he get so much strength?
Is he really invincible?
All kinds of doubts surged into their hearts, like poisonous snakes, biting everyone's fighting spirit and will. This feeling made them extremely angry and frightened to the extreme. For a moment, everyone looked confused, as if they were facing a monster that could never be measured by common sense.
But no matter what they think, the battle belonging to Cheng Ling is still unfolding, calm, solemn, and steady, like an undead reaper, every time he attacks, he will take away a life.
That cold and indifferent attitude, ruthless and sharp killing techniques, interpreting the alternation of life and death, the collision of blood and fire, are shocking and enough to scare the world!
Gradually, going deeper and deeper, in the river of blood, a black spot seemed to be faintly seen, and above the black spot, there was a large thundercloud shrouded, and earth-yellow thunder fell straight down, almost forming a field of thunder and lightning. Fall.
"Is this... Wutu Underworld Thunder?" Cheng Ling swung his sword across and killed several entangled underworld beasts, then looked into the distance in shock.
Wutu Minglei is one of the eight series of Zixiao Divine Thunder. Since the conception of thunder has been deduced to the realm of Zixiao Divine Thunder, among the eight series of thunder: Yimu Zhenglei, Binghuo Yanglei, Guishui Yinlei, Geng The Golden Tribulation Thunder, the Evil-Slaying Divine Thunder, the Purple Thunder of Life and Death, all six series of thunders have been in contact, but only the two series of Wutu Ming Lei and God-Slaying Demonic Thunder have no clue.
The former is in the Nether World, and the latter can only appear in the Demon World. Therefore, it is extremely difficult to comprehend the power of these two systems of thunder. Now that I have seen the whereabouts of Wutu Minglei, I am still willing to let him go.
He turned around and saw Bai Yu showing a beautiful smile and said, "Ms. sir, is the thunder somewhere going to be of great benefit to you?"
"Yes, but you haven't recovered from your injuries yet, so I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I don't go in and stay on the edge of the island. Besides, the previous battle gave me a deeper understanding of the Yin-Yang Fan, which I can sort out."
Cheng Ling was silent for a while, but finally could not resist the temptation of Wutu Minglei, and said decisively: "Okay, then you wait here and be careful when you go. If you can't resist those ghosts and underworld beasts, notify me as soon as possible."
"Don't worry, I'll be careful." Bai Yu nodded obediently. Even if she couldn't help Cheng Ling, she didn't want to be a burden to him.
Cheng Ling took out a large number of talismans from the storage ring and said, "Take these talismans with you. They may be of some help at critical moments."
After saying that, he put Bai Yu down from his back, killed several underworld beasts, and flew towards the black spot.
After about half a stick of incense, Cheng Ling came to the black spot. It was an island with a radius of thousands of miles. In the sky above the island, amidst the huge chi chi sound, earthy yellow thunder light kept shining, and the terrible thunder light storm swept over, causing Cheng Ling's long hair to fly, his robes to flutter, and his whole body... One is almost blown away.
Cheng Ling did not hesitate, and with a sway, he rushed into the thunder and lightning waterfall. The violent thunder was like a giant python in the sky, constantly rushing towards his body, but these electric pythons had no big effect on him at all, and were instead He activated the technique and absorbed it bit by bit.
This time, Cheng Ling did not follow the exercise route of the Great Underworld Art, but carried the Golden Page Exercise. In the Netherworld, perhaps only the source of thunder in the Wutu Underworld Thunder can provide enough immortal power.
Originally, the power of the netherworld and the immortal energy in his body were not balanced. The aura of the netherworld reached the peak of the nine-star ghost king realm. Compared with the cultivation level of the immortal world, it was the peak of the immortal king. But in fact, the immortal aura is still only in the early stage of the Immortal Emperor. Now that there are such conditions, there is no way to let it go easily.
Flying through the void, his figure gradually approached the center of the island. The further inside, the denser the falling Wu Tu Ming Lei is, and the power of the immortal essence contained becomes more intense.
As time went by, his cultivation level gradually improved from the early stage of Immortal Emperor, and soon reached the early stage peak, the middle stage, the middle stage peak...
There is no doubt about the power of the Golden Page Technique. It is like a millstone, constantly consuming the energy falling from the thunder clouds. Among the eight series of thunder, Wu Tu Ming Lei takes shape in an instant, from entry to minor success, to Dacheng... all kinds of thunder origins , and the huge power of thunder and lightning, Cheng Ling absorbed them heartily.
Ten miles away from the island, Bai Yu looked at the scene in front of her in shock. The earth-yellow thunder seemed to be connected to the blood river. All the space within several miles of the surrounding area was affected, like a sea of thunder, but she could not see it. Lightning is very scary.
"I really don't know how he can withstand such a powerful thunder power? Fortunately, due to the influence of the island's thunder, there are very few innocent souls and ghosts in the periphery. Only some underworld beasts will appear occasionally, and most of them are in the ghost king realm."
"My husband is practicing hard in the sea of thunder, and I can't be left behind. During this period of time, I need to lay a solid foundation and master the Yin-Yang Fan." Bai Yu glanced at the sea of thunder and said secretly.
In this way, the two of them are working hard separately. After the battle with King Chuguan, they both know that they are still far behind the top combat power in the Netherworld. Only by maximizing themselves can they have a smooth journey in the future.
At this time, Bai Yu also felt the meaning and judgment of these underworld beasts. Although it was very vague, there was always a sense of judgment. And as this understanding gradually deepened, her Taoism on the other side seemed to be stimulated in some way, and she began to move towards perfection.
Unconsciously, more than half a year has passed, and Cheng Ling is still immersed in cultivation. His understanding of the power of thunder is also constantly rising.
Strictly speaking, although the Baji Dao taught by Jinye also included thunder-type techniques, it was the years under Yang Hongqiu's teaching that really allowed him to deepen his understanding of the thunder-type. The understanding of the mysteries has also entered a very profound level.
But this is not enough. Jiuyou Immortal Mansion and his party obtained Thunder Bamboo and comprehended the Yimu Zhenglei, Binghuo Yanglei, Guishui Yinlei, Zhuxie Shenlei, and the Purple Thunder of Life and Death in one go. They made a big step forward. , and the Gengjin Tribulation Thunder can be seen by yourself or your relatives and friends when they are going through the calamity. It is the easiest type to comprehend. Now, the Wutu Ming Lei has been discovered.
The eighth series of Zixiao Divine Thunder has been practiced in the seventh series, and the understanding of the origin of thunder has made great progress!
Thunder has always been considered to be justice and the representative of heaven. The wrath of thunder means unbearable anger.
Mastering the seven series of Purple Sky Divine Thunder, the mastery of the origin of thunder has reached an astonishing height, and he has achieved astonishing achievements in the path of thunder. It seems that he can command the thunder in the world to be used for himself. As his understanding deepens, Cheng Ling's cultivation has also reached the peak of Immortal Emperor Consummation.
