Chapter 1314 The Ghost Chases the Sky

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Zhang Ziling's voice seemed to come from Jiuyou, which was chilling to the bone.

Even Zhao Wusheng shuddered after hearing Zhang Ziling's words, feeling like he had fallen into the Nine Serenity Ice Cave.

Zhao Wusheng really didn't understand why the death of a waste could change Zhang Ziling's momentum so much!

Zhao Wusheng had also seen Lin Mu. Although Lin Mu had the physique of Long Yan, his cultivation was just a condensed palace, which was very inconspicuous.

With a physique like Lin Mu, he is still a genius from a ruined family. There are countless such people on the Xuanxiao Continent, and they can catch a lot of them.

Zhao Wusheng couldn't think of what angered Zhang Ziling.

If you fancy Lin Mu's physique and want to accept him as a disciple, there shouldn't be such a change.

Judging from Zhang Ziling's explosive momentum now, Zhao Wusheng knew that Zhang Ziling's strength was only stronger than him!

At the seventh level of the True Martial Realm and above, every time one breaks through the first level, there will be earth-shaking changes in strength. Just at the first level, there is a gap in strength.

Even if they are in the same realm, they possess different magic weapons, exercises, and martial arts, and there is a considerable gap in their strength.

With Zhang Ziling's current strength, Zhao Wusheng was extremely shocked.

If there is no Jiuyou Ben Leizhen, he is not willing to fight with a strong person above the eighth level of the Zhenwu realm who came out of the heavenly holy land.

Zhao Wusheng knows the details of the Heavenly Holy Land better than anyone else!

Behind Zhang Ziling, Lin Wan'er looked at Zhang Ziling's back in shock. The momentum that filled Zhang Ziling's body at this moment made Lin Wan'er feel that she was facing a towering mountain, which was too heavy.

As for Lin Mu's death, the impact on Lin Wan'er was not that big.

She had thought that she had no siblings, and Lin Mu was extremely unfamiliar to her. Even her brother... Lin Wan'er had never seen a real person, and had no impression of it.

To make Lin Wan'er grieve over the death of a brother she hadn't seen before was a bit difficult for a strong man.

However, for Zhang Ziling, it was different.

Judging from Lin Wan'er's blood test, now the only descendants of the Lin family are Lin Wan'er and Lin Mu, but Lin Mu died because of the real dragon demon jade that Zhang Ziling gave to the Lin family... This made Zhang Ziling feel a little guilt and endless anger.

Now that the forest is dead...

Let the entire Murong family be buried with him!

When Zhang Ziling's aura reached a limit, Murong Qingchen finally overcame the fear in his heart and charged towards the headless corpse of the eldest prince with his wounded body.

He was already seriously ill, and he was not far from death anyway. Being able to do something for the Murong family at the last moment of his life was enough for Murong Qingchen.

However, just as Murong Qingchen was ejected, a blade of light fell out of thin air, directly severing Murong Qingcheng in the middle!

The bloody scene made the Murong family members scream.

Murong Qingchen's upper body fell to the side of the eldest prince's headless body because of inertia.

There was no time to cry out, Murong Qingchen held on to his blurred consciousness and grabbed the hand of the eldest prince.

When Murong You saw that Murong Qingchen had touched the eyes of the activation formation of Jiuyou Ben Lei Formation, a look of overjoyed flashed in his eyes, without wasting any time, he hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Start the big formation!"

boom!

At the moment when Murong Qingchen activated the Nine Nethers Running Thunder Formation, another aura fell from the sky and slammed on Murong Qingchen's body.

Along with Murong Qingchen's shrill howl, a killing formation covering the entire palace gradually lit up.

The sky above Qingxuan City was densely covered with thunderclouds, black thunder flashed, and a mixture of gloomy and domineering aura reverberated around.

Feeling the powerful and trembling aura of Jiuyou Ben Nengzhen, Zhao Wusheng only had a smile of the rest of his life on his face, watching Zhang Ziling burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! I don't care who you are, in this nine secluded lightning array, I can blast you into coke!"

Perhaps it was because of the extreme fear just now. After the Nine Nether Ben Thunder Formation was activated, Zhao Wusheng became a little crazy and yelled at Zhang Ziling.

Just now, Zhang Ziling's aura really scared him.

Zhao Wusheng thought he was going to die here.

but……

With the activation of the Nine Nether Ben Thunder Formation, all these worries will disappear.

In this saint-level killing formation, Zhao Wusheng was even able to fight against the saint in a short period of time. Not to mention that there is a real martial artist and countless monks from the Murong family beside him!

With the background of the Murong family, other monks are also equivalent to a true martial artist.

Three true martial artists were in the Saint-level killing formation. Even if Zhang Ziling was a saint, they would be able to repel him, not to mention that he was not a saint!

With the sage's action, Qingxuan City can be annihilated at the click of a finger.

Although Zhang Ziling's Emperor Technique Prisoner Finger was strong just now, it was obviously still not at the level of a saint.

"Booming into coke?" Zhang Ziling looked at Zhao Wusheng, his eyes gradually turned cold, "Are you Zhao Wuwei's son?"

Judging from Zhao Wusheng's face, he is very similar to the ancestor of the Zhao family.

Hearing Zhang Ziling's words, Zhao Wusheng was instantly furious and roared at Zhang Ziling, "How dare you call my old man by his name?"

As for Zhang Ziling's recognition of his identity, Zhao Wusheng didn't have too much doubt.

He is the ninth son of the ancestor of the Zhao family, and many people in the entire Tianxuan domain know it, and it is not surprising that Zhang Ziling's strength has reached the real martial realm, and he knows his identity.

What makes Zhao Wusheng angry is that a mere true martial cultivator dares to call the saint's name directly, which is simply outrageous!

"Death to me!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Wusheng held the secluded thunder condensed by Jiuyou Ben Lei Array in both hands and bombarded Zhang Ziling.

The violent You Lei tore apart everything around him, and swept towards Zhang Ziling with an aura of destruction.

The sky changes color.

The thunder of the holy-level killing formation, coupled with the spiritual power of the eighth-level powerhouse of the true martial arts, is enough to smash the entire Qingxuan city!

"Sir—!"

Lin Wan'er looked at the two thunders that swept over, and only felt that the world was destroyed and the world was flooded with black thunder.

That powerful power completely shocked Lin Wan'er.

Hearing Lin Wan'er's scream, Zhang Ziling stood in front of Lin Wan'er and looked indifferently at the two lightning bolts that were rushing towards him, and actually reached out and grabbed it!

laugh!

A terrifying electric arc flickered around Zhang Ziling, and the two secluded thunders were caught by Zhang Ziling with one hand, and endless lightning flashed in Zhang Ziling's palm.

Seeing Zhang Ziling grabbing two You Lei, Zhao Wusheng's eyes changed slightly, and he quickly shouted: "Everyone, let's go!"

After that, Zhao Wusheng once again grabbed two You Lei and blasted it towards Zhang Ziling.

The rest of the Murong family also took out You Lei from the Nine Nether Lightning Array and blasted it towards Zhang Ziling.

Endless thunder lights surged in the palace, and thousands of quiet thunders with endless destructive aura turned into electric dragons and roared towards Zhang Ziling.

After pushing the power of the holy-level killing formation to the limit, Zhao Wusheng did not stop the offensive, and a flood of prehistoric breath surged out of his body.

Zhang Ziling was able to grab You Lei with his bare hands, which had completely frightened Zhao Wusheng.

"Emperor Art, You Tian chases the devil!"

Zhao Wusheng was surging with endless demonic energy, the surrounding space began to flow, and the black light shone through the world.

There are endless ghosts surging behind Zhao Wusheng, covering half of the sky.

The yin wind roared, the demonic energy burst, and the sky began to turn gray under Zhao Wusheng's momentum, entangled with the thunder.

You Tian Chasing the Devil is a godless technique created by the devil emperor Zhang Ziling ten thousand years ago!

"I'll see how you can catch me with this imperial technique!"

Zhao Wusheng was covered in black flames, watching Zhang Ziling roar, the terrifying momentum made the surrounding creatures wailing.

The members of the Murong family only felt the supreme coercion that Zhao Wusheng had erupted, and they all showed joy, and they worked harder and harder to mobilize the Jiuyou Ben Lei formation.

The terrifying power of the emperor and the saint-level killing formation intertwined and charged towards Zhang Ziling.

"You Tian is chasing the devil?" Zhang Ziling watched the shadows coming towards him, his black eyes were as indifferent as water, like a deep pool of nine seclusion.

"The imperial technique lost by the magic palace appeared on the traitor..."

Zhang Ziling's voice gradually became colder, and the aura of the whole person gradually became mysterious.

Dark flames began to burn around Zhang Ziling.

An aura that seemed to come from the ancient demons permeated from Zhang Ziling's body.

"Woooooooo-"

In the sky, a black ghost appeared faintly, the surrounding wind was howling, and endless black mist enveloped the sky.

"This, this..." Zhao Wusheng saw Zhang Ziling's change, his offensive suddenly stagnated, and endless fear gradually appeared in his eyes, and his body began to tremble violently.

"How, how is it possible?" Zhao Wusheng couldn't believe that Zhang Ziling would actually chase the devil from the sky!

And it's still the most extreme state of this emperor's practice!

Even the ancestors of the Zhao family, when they used You Tian to chase the devil... did not have the same power as they are now.

"Impossible...impossible! Something must have gone wrong?"

Zhao Wusheng kept reciting, and the shadow of the sky behind him began to tremble, and the offensive dissipated.

"I must be dreaming? Impossible!"

The quiet thunder that blasted towards Zhang Ziling also quietly dissipated under the coverage of the monstrous shadow.

The entire Qingxuan City looked at the huge ghost in horror, and only felt the endless prehistoric aura from the ghost.

As if, the ancient troll.

In the wilderness, countless monsters fled wildly, not daring to see the monstrous shadow.

The monsters felt the fear from the blood.

That is the fear that their ancestors gave them engraved in their blood thousands of years ago!

Zhang Ziling's black wind danced slightly, his black robe screeched under the hurricane, and terrifying demonic energy permeated the surroundings.

"This, this... what is it?" The Murong family looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, completely unable to understand what kind of move Zhang Ziling was using.

Even a saint...isn't that powerful?

Is he a saint?

The people of the Murong family didn't understand, but... Zhao Wusheng, who also used "You Tian Chasing the Devil", understood what kind of terrifying existence he was facing!

Looking at Zhang Ziling, Zhao Wusheng's legs were weak, and he knelt down indifferently, the spiritual power and black energy surging all over his body suddenly dissipated, and his entire face was ashen.

He once heard the old man say...

The Demon Chasing the Sky is a godless technique created by the Demon Emperor Zhang Ziling. It is a mystery and no one can understand it... In this world, there are countless people who can use the power of the Demon Chasing the Sky to fill mountains and seas, and even suppress them. Saints don't care.

But... to use the "gloomy demon chasing the sky" to the extreme, turn the shadow of the sky into a monstrous shadow...

In this world...

Only the Demon Emperor!