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 sacred energy of mountains and rivers, but he didn't expect that the "Confucian God General" Ling Chongxiao would be so alert that he discovered his own split soul hidden in the courtyard.
Ling Chongxiao's cultivation level is unfathomable, and as one of the divine generals of Xuanyuan City, he holds a large number of troops and has a high status. Liang Yan would never want to conflict with this person unless it was absolutely necessary.
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, and the fleeing light that was originally speeding was stopped abruptly by him.
The next moment, he saw hundreds of black threads in the surrounding shadows, which were so densely packed that they had already blocked his way forward and retreat.
These black threads did not reveal any breath at all. They were hidden in the shadows and were not easily discovered 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 discover them during his full escape.
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 mere monk in the middle stage of Tongxuan could actually be chased by you yourself!"
Knowing that he could not escape for the time being, Liang Yan could only turn around, put his hands behind his back in the dark night, and said lightly.
At the other end 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. Eyes, nose bridge, lips and other facial features also appeared in sequence. He was a frail scholar with a height of seven feet, a jade tree in the wind, and a folding fan holding scattered flowers.
The scholar gently shook his folding fan, smiled gently, looked in the direction of Liang Yan, and said lightly:
"I'm afraid this little friend is being humble. With your level of cultivation, there are not many people in the Tribulation Realm who can match you! If Ling doesn't take action, I'm afraid those two people in the Taoist temple won't be able to do anything to you!"
He was really afraid of what would come. There were three people in the Taoist temple, and the one who came to chase him was the "Confucian God General" he least wanted to see, 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 narrowed his eyes slightly and said tentatively.
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"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. However."
When he said this, he paused slightly, and suddenly a light 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, and countless black shadows surged, seemingly forming an unbreakable barrier.
Liang Yan's heart trembled. The moment the opponent took action, he already understood that this "Confucian god general" wanted to kill him silently here.
Kill people and silence them, don't let any news come out!
So the first thing he did after he decided to take action was to use great 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 has a good plan!"
Liang Yan sneered, raised his hand and patted the Taixu gourd on his waist. Purple, silver, and black swords flew out one after another. They first 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 has not been completely closed.
"Huh?"
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 is really extraordinary!"
While he was speaking, he waved his sleeve, and a jet-black arm suddenly appeared from the black 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 and pressed 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 did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and 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: In today's battle, although he crushes the opponent with absolute power, he can't be careless at all, otherwise something may happen!
As soon as this idea came up, he found it incredible that he had been in the realm of transformation for eight hundred years and had already survived one disaster and three disasters, but the other party was only in the middle stage of Tongxuan, and he could actually give him a slight crisis.
feeling?
After thinking about it, Ling Chongxiao's eyes became serious at this moment. He pinched the magic 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, flexed 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. The huge barrier that originally enveloped the entire end of the street shrank by an unknown number of times in an instant.
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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 inward. Whenever there is a living being in the birdcage, it will be cut into countless pieces, regardless of the
Neither the physical 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 sealed inside and will not be revealed at all.
Ling Chongxiao trapped Liang Yan with the "Tian Lao Yin", just to kill him here without anyone noticing, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Seeing the black "birdcage" shrink rapidly, Ling Chongxiao's face showed a trace of satisfaction.
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? Could it be that...he's not dead yet?!"
Ling Chongxiao's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly released his consciousness to check the situation in the "Bird Cage".
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 threads" broke inch by inch, and a figure flew out from it!
"It's Kenmaru!"
Ling Chongxiao narrowed his eyes and saw clearly the objects in the green clouds.
And the figure who escaped was the middle-aged man who was supposed to be killed by him. However, there were some cracks on the surface of the man's waxy skin, revealing a layer of skin underneath. He looked fairer. It was obvious that he had used disguise.
The art of.
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 up, Ling Chongxiao felt a trace of cold sweat behind him.
It is said that once the sword infant is completed, any leaf or flying flower can be picked into a sword. Even an ordinary drop of dew can become a sharp weapon for decapitating people 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 no matter which one, he felt chilled in his heart.
The reason why he is called the "Confucian God General" is not because of his Confucian chivalry, but because of his extraordinary wisdom and ability to make good decisions. 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 annihilating his soul will my affairs not be leaked. Anyway, I have repaid the debt I owed Tiemu that year, and then I framed this matter on him.
On top of my head, even if this boy’s disciples come to seek revenge, it has nothing to do with me!”
When Ling Chongxiao thought of this, his heart became fierce and he raised his hand.
A big black bird condensed out of the darkness, about ten feet long, and silently pounced on Liang Yan's body.
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 a big black bird 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 were not blocked by it, Liang Yan might not be able to detect it.
"hiss!"
The strange bird let out a low strange cry from its throat, 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 it was pulling Liang Yan's body and sending him into the strange bird's mouth!
Facing this menacing strange bird, Liang Yan's face was calm and he still pushed the escape light to the extreme.
During the flight, 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 happened?"
In the distance, Ling Chongxiao's expression changed and he looked at the strange bird he had 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 had joined together, constantly eating away at its vitality.
"Oops, it's death!"
Ling Chongxiao realized what he was doing and hurriedly made magic spells 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. When it had just fallen halfway, it had already
It turned into a huge white skeleton.
"Boy, how dare you!"
Ling Chongxiao looked at the skeleton that fell from mid-air, and was already gnashing his teeth with hatred at Liang Yan, wishing he could eat its flesh alive!
This strange bird was 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 the flying bird 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 high speeds, which proved to be successful time and time again.
But today, it was broken by Liang Yan using the "Wu Chi" 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 again. Ling Chongxiao's
The anger is understandable.
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.
"You little thief, stop running away! If you surrender now, I will keep your whole body and protect your reincarnation. But if you continue to resist, I, Ling Chongxiao, will cut your body into thousands of pieces, extract your soul, and torture you forever!"
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 caves, restaurants, night markets and other places, wanting to see what was going on.
One of the manor houses covers an extremely large area, has many monks, is brightly lit, and is heavily guarded.
"This is it!"
With a thought in his mind, Liang Yan pressed down the escape light, sliding down from the night like a meteor and rushing towards the manor below.