Chapter 161 Hongmeng Purple Qi Is Obtained (Please Subscribe)

Hearing the ghost mother's words, Yang Ling's heart moved slightly. Without any hesitation, he immediately took out the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd from the treasure bag.

The crimson gourd looks even deeper under the light of lightning.

Yang Ling raised the gourd and touched it lightly with his fingertips. A strange feeling of being in harmony with the thunder array arose from the bottom of his heart.

He felt that the Nine-Nine Soul-Spreading Gourd had some subtle connection with this formation, and it felt like he had found a key to a treasure.

Complex lines began to appear on the surface of the Nine-Nine Soul-Spreading Gourd, each of which contained profound principles, creating a mysterious echo with the array of stars in the Nine Heavens.

At this moment, the countless Nine Heavens Divine Thunder that fell down seemed to have received some kind of instructions, and they changed their established trajectories.

Yang Ling's eyes flashed, and she was surprised and happy in her heart.

He didn't expect that what the Ghost Mother said was true. This Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd might really be the center of this formation.

With the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd in hand, he felt as if he could control this huge thunder formation.

He just waved his hand gently, and the originally fierce thunder and lightning all rolled back and returned to the thick sea of ​​clouds.

At the same time, something seemed to be activated in the formation.

Yang Ling only felt that something was calling him, as if there was a force guiding him to the core of the formation.

Without any hesitation, he immediately followed the directions and walked quickly.

The thunder and lightning from the thunder formation no longer posed a threat to him.

Yang Ling traveled through the space intertwined with thunder, and under the guidance of the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd, he quickly arrived at the core area of ​​the Nine-Sky Sky Star Formation.

Seeing Yang Ling's back disappear into the thunder, the fear in the ghost mother's heart was gradually replaced by a hint of joy.

Although her body was destroyed and her spirit was severely damaged, at least she still had a breath left.

As long as she can find a way to escape from the dragon escape pile, she can regain her physical body and escape from this ghost place.

However, it was not easy to escape from the dragon escape pile. She tried for a while but failed.

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded in her ears.

"What happened here? Where is Indra?"

The ghost mother's heart trembled when she saw an old Taoist wearing a black robe and a stern expression standing condescendingly in front of her, staring at her coldly.

"Leader!"

The ghost mother exclaimed in surprise and said with great joy: "Master, you came just in time, it was all the fault of Taoist Manjusri who explained the Golden Immortal!

He killed Indra, and then captured me to block the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Now he has penetrated deep into the core of the formation... By the way, he still has the Nine-Nine Soul-dispersing Gourd of Hongyun Patriarch! "

"What did you say!"

The black-robed old Taoist was the leader of the Styx Church. When he heard this, he suddenly looked shocked and said sternly: "Does he really have a soul-dispersing gourd in his body!?"

The ghost mother nodded repeatedly, "This disciple has seen it with his own eyes, and it will never be wrong!"

The face of the leader of the Styx River changed slightly, a flash of contemplation flashed in his eyes, and then turned into determination, and rushed towards the direction where Yang Ling disappeared without hesitation.

"The leader..."

The ghost mother was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "Please save me first!"

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In the thunder formation, Yang Ling had arrived at the core area. He didn't know that there was a new pursuer behind him. He concentrated on sensing the connection between the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd and the Thunder Formation, trying to find the key to breaking the formation.

Behind him, the old man in black robe followed quietly, his eyes were like a hunter watching his prey, calm and sharp.

The core area of ​​the formation is completely different from the thunder surging outside. What comes into view is a bright starry sky, boundless and infinite, as if you are in the real universe.

The stars are shining, the Milky Way is crossing, it is quiet and profound.

Standing under the starry sky, Yang Ling felt as if he was integrated with the entire universe.

He looked up, the stars reflecting in his eyes.

At this moment, a figure quietly appeared on the opposite side. It was an old Taoist wearing a red robe, with a kind face and a kind smile on his lips. "Where did my fellow Taoist come from, to be able to get here unscathed?"

The voice was easy-going and distant, as if coming from ancient times.

Yang Ling was slightly stunned. He recognized the identity of the old man in front of him - Ancestor Hongyun, the legendary quasi-sage who had fallen.

Could it be that he is not actually dead, but has been hiding in the formation?

Ancestor Hongyun seemed to see through his thoughts, and explained with a smile: "The real Ancestor Hongyun has fallen long ago, and I am just a thought left by Ancestor Hongyun.

The purpose of keeping me is to see who can break into this formation. If it is Styx or Kunpeng, he will destroy the formation and return everything to chaos...

But judging from your appearance, you must be from the human race, right? "

At this time, Yang Ling had returned to his original appearance, and he could also see that the ancestor Hongyun in front of him had no physical body and no spiritual fluctuations.

He looked just a shadow.

Yang Ling bowed his head and said seriously: "Junior Yang Ling, born in the human race, studied under the leader of the Human Sect, Taiqing Saint."

When Ancestor Hongyun heard Yang Ling's self-announcement, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the smile on his lips deepened, as if he felt relieved.

He nodded slightly and said leisurely: "It turns out that he is a disciple of Saint Taiqing. No wonder he was able to break through many formations and reach this place.

Yes, the Nine-Nine Soul-Removing Gourd also fell into the hands of the enemy. It seems that your luck is not trivial. I have been waiting for so long, and finally I have found the real owner of Hongmeng Purple Qi. "

Yang Ling was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that the Red Cloud Ancestor actually confirmed the existence of the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

He hurriedly asked: "Is there really Hongmeng Purple Qi hidden in the formation?"

The Red Cloud Ancestor looked at Yang Ling and smiled and said: "Of course there is, otherwise why would Kunpeng and Minghe kill me.

Unfortunately, my talent is dull. Although I have been favored by the Hongmeng Purple Qi, I have never been able to take the last step."

Yang Ling couldn't help but feel respect when he heard this.

Although the quasi-sage in front of him modestly said that he was dull, he was able to set up such a mysterious star formation. His wisdom and cultivation were obviously extraordinary.

The Red Cloud Ancestor's eyes fell on Yang Ling, as if he was weighing something.

After a moment, he slowly spoke: "Hongmeng Purple Qi is one of the most mysterious treasures in the world. It is hidden in the other array center of this formation, the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle.

If you want to get Hongmeng Purple Qi, you also need to get the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle."

Yang Ling's heart moved when he heard this.

He remembered that he saw in the memory fragment that the Red Cloud Ancestor threw a jade bottle into the Wangchuan River. The jade bottle was transparent and seemed to contain endless light. That was probably the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle.

"Where is the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle now? Senior, please give me some pointers."

Ancestor Hongyun nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I will take you there, but before that, I have a condition, I hope you can agree to it."

Yang Ling felt a little nervous and looked at Ancestor Hongyun and said: "Senior, do you want me to avenge you?"

Ancestor Hongyun shook his head and said softly: "That is the hatred between me and them, it is my own karma, how can I pass it on to you?"

Hearing this, Yang Ling could not help but admire the broad-mindedness of the quasi-sage in front of him.

He asked curiously, "What are the conditions that the senior mentioned?"

An odd look flashed in the eyes of the old ancestor Hongyun, as if he recalled something from the distant past, and he said slowly, "I promised Brother Zhenyuanzi that I would go to Yuanjiao Mountain in the East China Sea to pick Liuyun fruit, use it to make immortal wine, and take it to Wuzhuang Temple to drink with him.

However, I failed to fulfill my promise and encountered that disaster.

If you have time, please help me make a pot of Liuyun Immortal Wine and give it to Brother Zhenyuanzi, which can be regarded as my return gift for eating his ginseng fruit."

When Yang Ling heard this, his heart moved.

Liuyun fruit is a treasure of the immortals. It is said that eating it can prolong life and help practitioners to realize the truth. Naturally, he is also familiar with the name of Zhenyuan Daxian.

He did not hesitate and immediately replied: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely fulfill this wish for you."

A touch of relief flashed in the eyes of the Red Cloud Patriarch, and then his figure flashed, turning into a red light, guiding Yang Ling to the depths of the formation.

The two shuttled between the stars, seemingly isolated from the constraints of time and space, and soon came to an area with bright stars.

Here, the stars rotated, forming a strange formation diagram, and a transparent jade bottle emitting colorful light was suspended in the center.

The Red Cloud Patriarch pointed at the jade bottle and said softly: "That is the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle, and the Hongmeng Purple Qi is in it.

You only need to refine this Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle to take out the Hongmeng Purple Qi that I hid in it."

Yang Ling was slightly excited.

At this moment, he was only a millimeter away from obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, the foundation for becoming a saint.

Just as Yang Ling was about to go forward to refine the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle, the entire starry sky formation suddenly shook violently, as if the entire universe was shaking.

Countless stars seemed to have lost control and began to fly around like a turbulent flow, and the Milky Way became distorted in the fluctuations.

An unimaginably powerful force was eroding this peaceful starry sky.

The face of the Red Cloud Patriarch suddenly became solemn. He sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "It is the Styx Patriarch who has come. He has broken the cloud formation and the thunder formation, and is now forcibly breaking the star formation.

It seems that he is determined to break the formation.

If he can't get the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he won't let others get it."

Yang Ling's heart tightened. He could feel that terrible power, like a dark torrent, was rapidly eroding this starry sky, and even the entire formation was swaying.

The Red Cloud Patriarch looked at Yang Ling, and his tone became urgent.

"My friend, you must refine the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle as soon as possible and obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi. I will control the formation to block it and try to delay time for you.

But I just have an idea and cannot really mobilize the power of the formation. It may not last long."

Yang Ling nodded. He knew that there was no way out now and he could only move forward.

He took a deep breath, focused his mind, held the Glazed Illusionary Light Bottle with both hands, and began to concentrate on refining it.

There are 32 acquired prohibitions inside this treasure. It is an acquired spiritual treasure personally refined by the Red Cloud Ancestor. It is used together with the Soul-scattering Gourd as the array center of the Nine Sky Cloud Star Array to achieve the effect of yin and yang.

For Yang Ling, refining spiritual treasures is already a piece of cake and there is no difficulty at all.

But no matter how easy it is, it takes time.

And what he lacks most at the moment is time.

When the Styx Ancestor decides to break the formation by force, it will only be a matter of time before the formation is broken.

At the same time, the figure of Patriarch Hongyun became more and more illusory. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the void in the starry sky. Suddenly, an invisible force gathered from all directions, forming a series of complex array patterns that merged with his figure.

The stars in the formation began to rearrange, forming a series of defensive barriers, trying to resist the invasion of the outside world.

The voice of the Red Cloud Ancestor sounded in Yang Ling's ears, "Little friend, don't be distracted, I will do my best."

Yang Ling nodded, closed his eyes, and immersed his mind completely in refining the glass magic bottle, trying to imprint his soul mark on its acquired restrictions.

At this time, the vibration of the outside world became more and more violent, as if an invisible giant hand was trying to tear the starry sky and tear the entire formation into pieces.

Yang Ling's heart tightened, but he did not stop the refining action, but became more focused.

As Yang Ling's soul power continued to deepen, the restrictions inside the glass magic bottle were finally completely refined.

The next moment, a precious innate purple air rose from the glass magic bottle and turned into a purple cloud of about an acre above Yang Ling's head.

"This is..."

Yang Ling instinctively had a glimmer of enlightenment in his heart.

This is the Hongmeng purple air!

At this moment, he seemed to see countless indescribable majestic figures, casting eager eyes at him.

At the same time, a vast breath spread out from the purple cloud, sweeping towards the three realms and six paths at a very fast speed.

In the boundless starry sky, countless nine-colored treasure lotuses appeared out of thin air, all emitting billions of auspicious rays of light.

As Ancestor Hongyun watched this scene, his smile deepened.

Yang Ling opened his eyes, and saw that Ancestor Hongyun's figure had become extremely illusory, and his voice became weaker and weaker: "Remember your promise, go to Wuzhuang Temple, and help me send a pot of Liuyun Xianjiu."

Yang Ling put away the primordial purple air above his head, solemnly saluted Ancestor Hongyun, and said: "The junior will not let down the senior's trust."

Ancestor Hongyun nodded slightly, and his figure gradually dissipated in the starry sky.

Suddenly, a roar like thunder pierced the ears, coming from the broken starry sky in all directions, shaking the entire formation.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi is mine! Manjusri, you, a junior, dare to take my things!"

The voice of the Styx Patriarch was full of anger and tyranny, as if he wanted to tear the entire starry sky apart.

Yang Ling's expression was slightly stern, and he felt that he was in great danger.

He knew that although the Styx Patriarch regarded him as a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, even if he revealed his origins, the other party would never let him go easily.

After all, that was the only foundation for becoming a saint in the eyes of countless quasi-saints!

The identity of a saint's disciple could still be of some use in normal times, but now for the sake of Hongmeng Purple Qi, any quasi-saint might attack him at all costs!