Chapter 1165 Confucian God General
In Guangling City, under night.
Liang Yan flew in the air, used secret techniques to cover up the escape light, and flew towards the outside of the city.
The eavesdropping outside the Taoist temple just now gave him clues to the holy energy of the mountains and rivers, but he did not expect that the "Confucian God General" Ling Chongxiao was so alert that he discovered his own split soul hidden in the courtyard. .
Ling Chongxiao's cultivation level is unfathomable. In addition, as one of the divine generals of Xuanyuan City, he holds a heavy army and has a high status. Liang Yan would never want to have anything to do with this person unless he had to. conflict.
While he was hiding his whereabouts and flying away with all his strength, he was also releasing his spiritual consciousness to be vigilant about the rear.
After half a cup of tea, just when Liang Yan entered a shadow where the moonlight could not shine, his expression changed slightly. The pressing stopped.
The next moment, he saw hundreds of black threads in the shadows around him. They were so densely packed that they had already blocked his way forward and retreat.
These black silk threads do not reveal any breath at all. They are hidden in the shadows and are not easy to be seen by the naked eye. If Liang Yan's five senses and six senses were not different from ordinary people, he would not have been able to escape with all his strength in this process. found in.
At this time, in the dead of night, there was murderous intent circulating where Liang Yan was.
Wisps of cold light were hidden in the shadows around him. Although there was no aura revealed, the terrifying power contained in it was enough to kill nearby Tongxuan realm monks!
"I didn't expect that a monk in the middle stage of Tongxuan in Xia could actually let you chase me personally!"
Knowing that he could not escape for the time being, Liang Yan could only turn around, Putting his hands behind his back in the dark night, he said lightly.
On the other side of the street, in the shadows.
A mass of black energy gradually condensed, giving birth to hands and feet, and gradually transformed into a human form. The eyes, bridge of nose, lips and other facial features also appeared in sequence. He was a frail scholar with a height of seven feet, a jade tree facing the wind, and holding a folding fan with scattered flowers.
The scholar swayed his folding fan lightly, smiled gently, looked in the direction of Liang Yan, and said lightly:
"I am afraid that this little friend is humbled. With your cultivation, you can survive the calamity state." There are not many people who can match you! Ling Mouruo! If you don’t take action, I’m afraid those two people in the Taoist temple won’t be able to do anything to you!”
He’s really afraid of what will happen. There are three people in the Taoist temple, and the one who is chasing him is the “Confucian God” that he least wants to see. "General", Ling Chongxiao!
"I am from the Chamber of Commerce. I came to Guangling City to participate in the 'Wentai Treasure Fighting Conference'. As General Ling is the general of Xuanyuan City, I'm afraid it would be inappropriate to attack me." Liang Yan's eyes widened. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he said tentatively.
“Oops!”
Ling Chongxiao put his hand on his forehead, as if he had a headache, and sighed: "You are right, you are from the Chamber of Commerce, and as the host, it is really not good for me to take action against you. But..."
When he said this, he paused slightly, and a light suddenly shot out of his eyes.
"But Ling owes someone a favor, and now I have to pay it back. As long as you sit back and don't make any noise, no one will say anything about Ling!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the shadows around Liang Yan began to twist and squirm like living creatures.
At the same time, hundreds of black silk threads were woven into a huge birdcage, shrouding his entire body inside. Countless black shadows surged, seemingly forming an unbreakable barrier.
Liang Yan felt secretly in his heart. The moment the other party took action, he already understood that this "Confucian God General" wanted to kill him silently here.
Kill people and silence them, and don’t let any news come out!
So the first thing he did after he decided to take action was to use his magic power to condense a barrier and trap himself in it, so that no matter how hard he fought, his breath would not leak out.
"Your Excellency, you have a good plan!"
Liang Yan sneered, raised his hand and patted the Taixu gourd on his waist, and the purple, silver, and black swords flew out in sequence, first It cut off the surrounding black threads one by one, and then turned into a ray of light and rushed upward, flying towards the entrance of the "birdcage" that had not been completely closed.
"Eh?"
Ling Chongxiao seemed a little surprised. He let out a light sigh and said calmly: "Interesting, a mere sword can cut off my 'Black Soul Thread'. You kid really can't Average!"
As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, and a dark arm suddenly appeared in the shadow above the birdcage, and he grabbed it fiercely.
Liang Yan was flying here with the escape light, and was about to fly out from the gap in the birdcage, when suddenly a big black hand fell from the sky, pressing it on top of his Tianling Cap!
The power of this palm is astonishing. If the opponent catches it, my three souls and seven souls will be crushed!
Liang Yan didn't dare to slack off at all. The skills in his body were running, and the "Eight Parts of Evolution" was used with all his strength. Layers of golden light rose from the back of his head, forming a huge canopy, firmly resisting the black hand.
"Why does this Buddhist magical power look familiar?"
Ling Chongxiao saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, and suddenly there was a warning sign in his heart: Today's battle, although He uses his absolute power to crush the opponent, but he cannot be careless at all, otherwise something might happen!
As soon as this idea came up, he felt incredible. He had entered the Transformation Tribulation Realm for 800 years and had already survived one disaster and three disasters. However, the other party was only in the middle stage of Tongxuan, and he was actually in the middle stage of Tongxuan. Can you give yourself a sense of crisis?
Thinking back, Ling Chongxiao's eyes became serious at this moment. He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the surrounding shadows quickly closed in the middle, and the last "gap" was quickly filled. .
At this point, the "Birdcage" is completely formed.
Ling Chongxiao saw it from a distance, with an extremely cold expression on his face. The gentle smile before had long since disappeared, replaced by murderous intent in his eyes!
He stretched out his right hand, fluttering his fingers, and then grasped it suddenly.
Brush!
There was a sound of splitting in the sky in the dark night, and the black "birdcage" in the distance seemed to be controlled by it, quickly shrinking inward and shrinking. The huge barrier that originally enveloped the entire end of the street suddenly became smaller. It has shrunk countless times.
This change was so sudden that even Liang Yan didn't seem to react. In just a blink of an eye, his figure had completely disappeared, replaced by a thick black mist that was almost solid.
Ling Chongxiao's move is called "Tianlao Yin", which uses countless "black soul silk" to weave the birdcage inwards. Any living beings present in the birdcage will be cut. It is broken into countless pieces, and neither the body nor the soul can escape. It is simply a large slaughterhouse.
Another advantage of this move is that any movement in the birdcage, including the breath and sound during the fight, will be completely enclosed inside without any leakage.
Ling Chongxiao trapped Liang Yan with the "Tian Lao Yin" because he wanted to kill him here without anyone noticing, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Seeing the black "birdcage" shrink rapidly, Ling Chongxiao also showed a trace of satisfaction on his face.
However, the next moment, his pupils shrank slightly, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze.
Because after the entire "birdcage" shrunk to a black ball the size of a fist, it could no longer continue to shrink inward. Instead, it froze in place and began to sway left and right.
"How is that possible? Is it possible that he's not dead yet?!"
Ling Chongxiao's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly released his consciousness, wanting to check the situation in the "birdcage". But before his consciousness could get closer, he heard a muffled sound, and a tiny crack opened in the birdcage that had become the size of a fist, and then a little green glow burst out from it!
brush!
This ray of green clouds cut through the dark night and penetrated the entire "Birdcage". Countless "Black Soul Silk" broke inch by inch, and a figure flew out from it!
“It’s Jianwan!”
Ling Chongxiao narrowed his eyes and saw clearly what was in the green clouds.
The figure that escaped was the middle-aged man who was supposed to be killed by him, but there were some cracks on the surface of his waxy skin, revealing a layer of skin underneath, which looked fairer. It was obvious that he had used the art of disguise.
Ling Chongxiao had met Jianwan monks in the Tongxuan realm before, and they were absolutely unable to break through his own "Tian Lao Yin".
"Has he already cultivated the prototype of the Sword Infant?"
As soon as this thought came out, there was a trace of cold sweat behind Ling Chongxiao.
It is said that once the sword infant is completed, it can turn any leaf or flower into a sword. Even an ordinary drop of dew can become a sharp weapon for taking the head of a person thousands of miles away in the hands of a sword infant monk.
In the entire Antarctic Immortal Continent, I have never heard of a few monks in the Sword Infant Realm. With their status, they would never do such a thing. Could it be that they are the disciples of these people?
Ling Chongxiao's thoughts swirled, and he thought of more than a dozen possibilities in an instant, but any one of them made him feel cold.
The reason why he is called the "Confucian God General" is not because of his chivalrous style in the Confucian school, but because of his superior wisdom and resourcefulness. At this time, his mind changed and he had already made a decision.
"The matter has come to this, this son must not be kept. Only by killing his soul will my affairs not be leaked. Anyway, I have repaid the debt I owed Tiemu that year, and then I will This matter has been framed on his head. Even if this boy's disciples come to seek revenge, it has nothing to do with me!"
Ling Chongxiao thought of this, he felt fierce in his heart and raised his hand.
A big black bird condensed out of the darkness, about ten feet long, and silently pounced on Liang Yan.
Let's say that Liang Yan came out of the "Birdcage" and was not at all reluctant to fight. He turned his escape light around, changed its direction, and flew towards the south of the city.
When he was halfway through the flight, he suddenly became alert. He looked up and saw that a big black bird was flying above his head, with its wings spread out, covering the sky and the moon!
The strangest thing is that this strange bird is silent. If the moonlight and starlight in the sky are not blocked by it, Liang Yan may not be able to discover it.
"Hiss!"
The strange bird let out a low, weird cry from its throat, and its triangular eyes slowly turned, and finally landed on Liang Yan.
The next moment, it rushed downwards, its huge beak suddenly opened, and there seemed to be an endless black hole inside!
At the same time, a violent force appeared from the nearby void, as if to pull Liang Yan's body and send him into the strange bird's mouth!
Facing this menacing strange bird, Liang Yan had a calm expression and still pushed the escape light to the extreme.
While flying away, he slowly turned around, his right eye gradually turned gray, and he looked straight at the big black bird falling from the sky.
Silently and without any warning, the strange bird that was approaching so fast actually stopped in mid-air.
"What's going on?"
Ling Chongxiao's expression changed in the distance, and he looked at the strange bird he summoned.
I saw a strange and inexplicable gray gas appearing on the feathers of the strange bird. It was like a silent wildfire, taking root in the strange bird's chest and spreading to all sides.
In just a moment, these gray energies have joined together, constantly eating away at its vitality.
“Oops, it’s death!”
Ling Chongxiao realized what he was doing and hurriedly made the magic formula with his hands, trying to take back his magical power.
However, it was already too late at this time. The eyes of the strange bird also turned gray and white, and it began to fall downwards. Countless feathers flew in the air, and all the flesh and blood on its body disappeared. It had just fallen. Halfway through, it had turned into a huge white skeleton.
“Boy, how dare you!”
Ling Chongxiao looked at the skeleton that fell from the air, and he was already gnashing his teeth with hatred, wishing he could eat its flesh alive!
This strange bird is the remnant soul of an ancient true spirit that he found by chance. He sealed it in his body with a secret method, and finally cultivated it into a magical power called "Ye Shen Fu".
Among Ling Chongxiao's many magical powers, the power of "Ye Shen Fu" is not the highest, but the speed is the fastest, and there is no sound at all. Until the moment when Asuka kills the enemy, almost no aura leaks out.
When he was walking outside, the "Ye Shen Fu" was used to chase and kill the fleeing enemies, silently and at extremely fast speeds, which proved to be successful time and time again.
But today, it was broken by Liang Yan using the "WuChang" magical power. The remnant soul of the ancient true spirit has disappeared. From now on, this "Ye Shen Fu" magical power will never be used. Well, one can imagine Ling Chongxiao's anger.
At this moment, Liang Yan broke through Ling Chongxiao's magical power and didn't stay where he was at all. He turned around and left.
The escaping light around him no longer concealed it, but was extremely intense, as if it wanted to attract everyone's attention.
Liang Yan has now figured out that since Ling Chongxiao wants to kill him silently, he must make some noise. Let's see how this "Confucian god general" responds.
"Don't run away, little thief! If you surrender now, I will keep your whole body to protect your reincarnation. But if you continue to resist, I, Ling Chongxiao, will cut your body into thousands of pieces and extract your soul, Eternal torture!"
Ling Chongxiao seemed to be alarmed by the noise he made. At this time, a vicious voice came from behind, trying to persuade him to give up resistance.
But Liang Yan was not willing to listen to such words. He activated the escape light in mid-air. Not only was it blazing and dazzling, but there was also an explosion sound, as if he wanted the entire south of the city to see it.
He looked down from a high altitude and found that many monks below had been alarmed and were coming out of various places such as caves, restaurants, night markets, etc., wanting to see what was going on.
One of the manors covers an extremely large area, has many monks, is brightly lit, and is heavily guarded.
"Let's go here!"
With a thought in his mind, Liang Yan pressed down the escape light, and slid from the night like a meteor, rushing towards the manor below.
(End of this chapter)