Chapter 169 Thunder is coming!

"Qiankun Palm!"

Ling Yun pressed Ling Yuan with one hand and held his back with the other, saying calmly: "Ling Yuan, you said I can't attack you?"

After the words fell, he clenched his hands fiercely.

In an instant, all the rocks surrounding Ling Yuan exploded.

Ling Yuan sensed an extreme crisis.

But he was surrounded by rocks and couldn't escape at all, so he could only resist.

Boom!

The terrifying power then attacked him crazily from all directions.

His last flame defense shield exploded directly.

"escape!"

"Run away."

On the mountainside, the warriors fled frantically.

Countless stones of different sizes rolled down from the top of the mountain.

If they don't escape in time, they may be affected soon.

What happened next proved what they thought.

Some warriors who reacted slowly were directly hit by falling stones, causing them to scream in agony.

It was thanks to the few martial arts masters present that they took action in time to resolve the impact, otherwise many people would have died on the spot.

"If you don't want to die, get down the mountain quickly!"

Ren Qiu shouted violently.

Even he didn't expect that the battle between Ling Yun and Ling Yuan would reach this point.

Not to mention Ling Yuan, even the strength Ling Yun displayed at this moment was far superior to him.

This is really scary.

However, while people were running away, they did not give up watching the battle on the top of the mountain.

The initial explosion subsided and the dust gradually dispersed.

Only then can people see the scene on the top of the mountain clearly.

In this scene, everyone’s pupils contracted.

At the top of the mountain, at the center of the explosion, Ling Yuan's figure was revealed.

This top martial arts master is no longer as aloof and calm as people have seen before.

He was covered in dark red dirt, caused by blood mixed with dirt.

This made him look extremely embarrassed.

Obviously, the force of the explosion just now was so terrifying that even Ling Yuan could not defend himself safely and suffered heavy losses.

But people did not look down upon Ling Yuan, but instead felt a strong sense of fear.

The embarrassed Ling Yuan looked desolate, but he seemed to be pregnant with an unknown terror.

"Hehehe."

A hoarse, strange laughter came from Ling Yuan's mouth, which sounded like the strange cry of a night owl.

"Very good, very good. I thought that in the Dajing Dynasty and under the Great Wuzong, only Li Chengfeng was worthy of being my opponent."

Then, instead of being angry, Ling Yuan spoke in a very calm tone, "But Ling Yun, you have given me accidents again and again, and now I have to admit that you can really pose a threat to me.

At your age, you can put me, a half-step great martial arts master, into such an embarrassing situation. Even if you fall, you are enough to be proud of yourself. "

As he spoke, blood lines appeared on his skin.

This made Ling Yuan look even more ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yun was not surprised: "Sure enough, you are raising blood spirits because you have cultivated the blood body of the Yin Corpse, and you want to feed your blood body with blood spirits."

"Niezhang, you know a lot, but sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die."

Ling Yuan's tone was cold.

The aura on his body became increasingly bloody and cold.

"What's this?"

Many people below were exclaimed.

At this moment, Ling Yuan looked like a corpse walking out of a pool of blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"The bloody body of the infernal corpse."

Ren Qiu's face was extremely ugly, "This blood body must be fed by blood spirits, and each blood spirit must be worshiped with the blood of tens of thousands of people. I didn't expect Ling Yuan to practice such vicious methods."

The Yin Corpse Blood Body comes from the Blood Evil Sect.

But even the Blood Evil Sect was criticized by thousands of people because of this technique and was jointly attacked by other sects.

For this reason, the Blood Evil Sect had to ban this technique.

Unexpectedly, the technique banned by the Blood Evil Sect was instead practiced by Ling Yuan.

Thinking back again, Ling Yuan was the leader of the crusade against the Blood Evil Sect.

Mountain top.

Ling Yun's expression was equally solemn.

After using the Yin Corpse Blood, Ling Yuan's strength surged.

If before, Ling Yuan could barely fight one or two moves with the Great Wuzong, then at this moment, Ling Yuan truly possesses the strength of the Great Wuzong.

It seems that we can only act according to the plan.

Ling Yun's plan was to use the pressure of his spiritual consciousness to intimidate Ling Yuan, and then try to see if he could take the opportunity to attack and kill Ling Yuan.

Even if he couldn't kill Ling Yuan, he believed he could inflict heavy damage and resolve this crisis.

Later, when Ling Yuan recovers from his injuries, that is his strength, and he will definitely reach a new level. There is no need to fear Ling Yuan at all.

Just as he was thinking this, a thunder suddenly exploded, awakening Ling Yun.

When I looked up, there were dark clouds rolling in above the sky.

This is no coincidence.

Ling Yun and Ling Yuan's life souls are both fire-based, and the methods they use are also full of flames.

The flames continue to burn, causing water vapor to rise rapidly into the sky, creating dark clouds high in the sky.

"Ling Yuan, God is really going to kill you."

Looking at the lightning flashing from time to time, Ling Yun couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that his original plan can no longer be carried out.

"It's ridiculous. I, Ling Yuan, can only control my own destiny. What can God do to me?"

Ling Yuan laughed loudly, "Niezhang, feel what despair is!"

Stab!

A large amount of blood spurted out from his body.

Then, a pair of blood-colored flesh wings sprouted from Ling Yuan's back.

With a flap of blood-colored flesh wings, Ling Yuan soared into the sky.

"Blood mist fills the sky."

Ling Yuan opened his hands.

In an instant, more and more blood mist surged towards Ling Yun.

Wherever the blood mist passed, the trees withered quickly.

Several birds and beasts flying from the sky were contaminated by the blood mist, and their bodies were directly corroded and turned into dry bones and fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, the people at the foot of the mountain felt cold.

Ling Yuan's methods were really evil.

Looking at Ling Yun again, he was completely surrounded by blood mist and had no way to escape.

"This blood mist is enough to threaten the Great Martial Sect. Ling Yun, this kid..."

Ren Qiu sighed.

Before, Ling Yun really gave him more and more surprises, and even made him feel that Ling Yun might not be unable to defeat Ling Yuan today.

Who would have thought that Ling Yuan had such a vicious method.

Shen Lang also looked gloomy.

In his opinion, even if Ling Yun was a monster, he might not be able to escape.

However, looking at the rolling blood mist, Ling Yun did not resist at all, but just stretched out his hand to the sky, and said in a pardon order: "Thunder is coming!"

Boom!

In an instant, rolling thunder fell from the sky, like a thunder snake caught in Ling Yun's hand.

This situation made countless people stare with their eyes wide open, and their minds went blank.

That was thunder, a symbol of heaven's power in the eyes of the world.

But now, Ling Yun actually caught the thunder in his hand?

The power of heavenly thunder is indeed terrifying.

Compared with this heavenly thunder, the spiritual power in Ling Yun's body can only be regarded as a small witch meeting a big witch.

This heavenly thunder is not something he can control.

If he forcibly controls this thunder, it will only hurt himself.

Last time in Jishi Pavilion, he was able to seal the thunder tribulation, and he also used dozens of fourth-grade pills from Jishi Pavilion to arrange the pill formation.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to seal the thunder tribulation with his own strength.