Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 118

"Boom!"

A purple lightning flashed across the night sky, and the bean-sized raindrops fell from the sky at high speed in the howling night wind.

Everyone hid under the eaves not far away.

But Ye Mao didn't move, he felt a strong danger approaching rapidly, giving him a strong sense of oppression.

And this sense of oppression made his fighting spirit keep rising, and that huge momentum even forced the raindrops falling from the sky to fall aside.

"Ye Mao, you mere little ant, how dare you kill my only son, the elder of the Earth Dragon Gang, and the three hall masters, this crime is unforgivable!" , The power is unparalleled, the raindrops flying from the sky avoid him, and fly away slowly.

"You are Zhang Lingyun, the most famous scumbag in Kongliu City!" Ye Mao looked up, his aura still rising.

"Okay, how courageous!" Zhang Lingyun burst out with a violent coercion, pressing towards Ye Mao aggressively.

Ye Mao's ever-rising aura seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, he couldn't help but stare, and shouted: "That's right, my young master is so brave!"

With this loud shout, his momentum tore through Zhang Lingyun's suppression, and he continued to climb rapidly.

"Tonight, I will let you stay in Baicaotang!" Zhang Lingyun looked down at Ye Mao, the murderous look in his eyes disturbed the wind and rain in this world.

"Before a cup of tea, someone said the same thing. As a result, all the people she brought died, and I cut off a leg of her. She ran away like a bereaved dog." Ye Mao's eyes were full of mockery.

He clearly felt that his aura had climbed to the peak at this moment, and the true strength and blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

Clouds of dense air emerged from the top of his head, like clouds, curling up in the dark night.

"Boy, you are a talent, but do you know that the gap between Wulun Realm and Wufu Realm is like heaven and earth, like adults and babies. If you are so arrogant, your fate will only be more miserable."

Zhang Lingyun laughed loudly, and continued: "After a stick of incense, I will execute you Ling Chi at the gate of Baicao Hall, prepare to accept my punishment!"

Zhang Lingyun was very arrogant, but he was right in saying one thing, Wulun Realm and Wufu Realm are indeed very different.

Even though Ye Mao killed four half-step Wufu realm monks one after another with the momentum of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, he is definitely not a one-shot enemy for the Wufu realm monks now.

Even if the defense formed by the "Vajra Ancient Formation" is very strong, in front of a monk like Zhang Lingyun, it is like a layer of window paper, which can be easily broken.

So the most urgent thing is to break through!

Ye Mao felt that all the savings had reached the peak, and immediately took out a Chongying Pill, and quickly threw it into his mouth.

This elixir, which assists the eighth-level monks in the Wulun Realm to break through, enters his belly, like a spark falling on a barrel of gasoline, causing flames to soar into the sky.

"Crack!"

Ye Maoxiu rushed to the ninth floor of Wulun Realm almost instantly.

"Hmph, don't you think it's too late to break through? Even if you break through successfully, you're only a monk at the ninth level of the Wulun Realm, and I can still kill you with one finger." Zhang Lingyun shook his head disdainfully.

At this moment, Ye Mao felt the Laogong acupoint on the palms of both hands getting hot, and two groups of pale green yin fires suddenly burst out, and the palms of the soul body in the sea of ​​consciousness also produced this kind of yin fire.

This is the first disaster on the ninth floor of the Wulun Realm—the Yin fire!

This calamity originated from the Laogong acupoint and moved along the blood, if it cannot be stopped, it will burn all the blood and blood, and die directly.

That girl Li Niansheng said that disasters happen randomly.

In view of the fact that when his soul and body cultivation broke through to the ninth level of Wulun Realm not long ago, disaster did not come.

Ye Mao was lucky, but as soon as he broke through, the catastrophe came immediately, and he really came to whatever he was afraid of.

Not only that, even the catastrophe of the soul and body was also triggered.

This situation is an extremely rare double catastrophe, and its power is more terrifying than ordinary catastrophes, so the possibility of surviving it is extremely small.

Now that the enemy is present again, this is simply a cocoon.

God, do you want to play me to death? You don't want to play people like this.

Ye Mao wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt the yin fire generated in his body, burning fiercely, spreading all over his body in an instant, even the soul body.

The power of this yin fire is particularly terrifying, even released through the pores, it instantly burned all the clothes and hair on Ye Mao's body, turning him into a burning man.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being dumbfounded, even Zhang Lingyun was surprised.

In this Kongliu City, there are not many monks on the ninth floor of the Wulun Realm, but they are not particularly rare. Many people have seen the monks on the ninth floor of the Wulun Realm cross the "Yin Huo", but no one has ever seen such a strange thing. "Yin fire".

"When crossing the yin fire calamity, all the yin fire produced is in the blood vessels and will not emit a trace. Is this guy crossing the yin fire?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unable to understand each of them.

Someone suddenly said: "Look quickly, the yin fire on Ye Mao's body is light green, not the gray-white yin fire we usually see. What kind of flame is this?"

In fact, many people have also noticed this.

The flame was very powerful at first glance, because once the raindrops that fell from the sky approached within ten feet of Ye Mao, they would immediately turn into water vapor and evaporate.

"It's Netherworld Yinhuo. Even a cultivator in Wufu Realm, if he gets a little bit of it, he will be close to death." The knowledgeable person said immediately.

"In this way, isn't Ye Mao's catastrophe more ominous than good?" Someone asked hastily.

Someone firmly said: "It's not just that there are many bad luck, it's simply ten deaths and no life."

Huanyue, Lu Yuan, Lu Qianying and the others looked impatiently, but in such a catastrophe from the heavens, others could not help at all.

Nie Hongyi, Cai Jiuyang and Shi Beifeng smiled gloatingly.

Gu Zesheng, Jiang Hailiu and others who were sitting on the Biyue Tower watching the play also laughed happily.

"I really didn't expect that, as soon as Chief Zhang showed up, Ye Mao was forced to cocoon himself and seek his own death." Gu Zesheng smiled all over his face.

Jiang Hailiu laughed and said, "Now we just need to sit and watch that kid burn to ashes!"

"I thought that Ye Mao's final outcome was to be killed by our gang leader, but I didn't expect it to be such a dramatic result, hahaha..." Second Elder Mo Feiyu also had a smile on his face.

He suddenly felt a strong murderous aura rising into the sky, and he couldn't help looking towards the training ground. The murderous aura was erupted by their gang, Zhang Lingyun.

"Boy, take your time to get through the calamity. I'll get rid of the other people in Baicaotang, and let you listen to their screams and walk on the ghost road of hell." Zhang Lingyun laughed.

Ye Mao, who was covered in flames, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Lingyun coldly, and said, "If you want to touch them, pass me first!"

"Can you still fight now?" Zhang Lingyun sneered, moved his body, rushed towards Lu Yuan, raised his fist, and a red light burst out from the fist, forming a fist mark, and blasted straight past.

(End of this chapter)