But seeing a flash of red light on the centipede's corpse, a thin layer of bloody aura rushed out, and he quickly retreated a distance to the side.
But seeing that this cloud of blood seemed to have eyes, it also changed direction all of a sudden. With a clear 'poof' sound, it instantly enveloped him.
Not good!
Zhang Ling cried out inwardly and quickly checked his body's condition. But there were no other changes inside or outside his body, and there was no discomfort. Only a layer of blood color appeared on the surface of his body.
This layer of blood color was very light, just like the bloody aura on the surface of those desolate beasts he had just seen.
Although there was nothing unusual about his body, Zhang Ling would naturally not think that the blood light on his body was a good thing.
Scanning the surroundings with his divine sense, five or six of the high-level yellow beasts in the blood water had already died. The remaining high-level yellow beasts were fighting even more fiercely. At the same time, the blood on their bodies was even more severe.
Madam Cao was still entangled with the two-headed giant snake, and it seemed that she had the upper hand and would be able to kill the giant snake before long.
But the situation on the other side was not so good. Old Taoist Yangshan was being suppressed to death by the strange middle-aged male cultivator.
This old Taoist's hair was disheveled, his robes were hanging on his body like rags, and his aura was unstable, and he seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries.
Looking at the surrounding stone walls, they were covered with dense blood-colored runes, and most of the black mask had turned blood-colored.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling didn't dare to delay any longer, and turned into a ray of light and flew upwards.
At this moment, only a part of the space above had not been dyed blood-colored. If it was possible to break open a gap, that would be the easiest place.
He instantly arrived at the top of the space, which was covered with some deep blue rocks, covered with a layer of black light.
Zhang Ling immediately drove the Tianxing Sand and the flying sword to attack a place. Violent explosions continued to come, and the black light kept shaking, but it couldn't be broken.
His face was ugly and he would naturally not give up after a few tries. He clapped his hands and the blue light in his hands flickered. Five more flying swords appeared again. Cooperating with the two flying swords beside him, all seven flying swords were released by him, lighting up with blue light.
He even spit out several balls of yellow essence, which merged into the flying swords. He pushed the magic formula in his hand, and the seven flying swords became bright and overlapped together, making a clanging sound of swords.
At the same time, Zhang Ling flicked his sleeves, and a half-man-high cyan-black gourd appeared beside him. It was his real natal magic weapon, the Two Instruments Gourd.
He quickly tapped the gourd with one hand, and the gourd spun around, surrounded by cyan and white aura, making a rustling sound, and a large cloud of yellow spiritual sand floated out.
The yellow sand flowed in front of him, and Zhang Ling even used his mind for two purposes, commanding these Tianxing Sand to quickly entangle together, forming a huge yellow spear.
This time, he released most of the Tianxing Sand at once, and Zhang Ling immediately felt that his spiritual power was being consumed rapidly.
At the same time, urging seven flying swords and most of the Tianxing Sand consumed a lot of energy. Fortunately, the skills he practiced were more condensed than ordinaryJindan cultivators, so he could barely hold on.
After a few breaths, the flying swords merged together and turned into a cyan glow that was about ten feet long. The cyan light flowed on it, looking like a light, but not like a sword light.
The Tianxing Sand also turned into a golden spear, with only black light flashing at the tip of the spear, showing a cyan-black color. This is the most core part of the Tianxing Sand, the black sand that was refined and broken by the two instruments.
This substance is very hard and has been refined into the Tianxing Sand by the blood refining method. At this moment, the spearhead transformed into it, and its power can be imagined.
With a thought, the cyan light flashed and directly slashed on the black light in front of him.
Only a loud cracking sound was heard, and the rock wall was directly cut out with a deep crack, and the black mask on it was also cut out with a white mark.
This was the first time he had condensed the sword light released by the seven natal flying swords. If it were to be slashed on a cultivator, even the lateJindan stage would be difficult to block this blow. But it only left a white mark on the mask of this formation.
But Zhang Ling didn't have too many thoughts now. Seeing the white mark on the mask, he immediately commanded the golden spear formed by the Tianxing Sand to pierce through it.
The golden spear quickly rotated under the change of the magic formula, like a golden spinning top hitting the black light.
Suddenly, a deep dent was directly punched out of the rock wall, but the black mask covering it was extremely tough, only cracking a few cracks, but it still didn't break open.
Is the power still not enough?
Zhang Ling's heart sank, and a leather belt around his waist bulged. A flash of red light, and the two-tailed cat appeared. With a communication of his divine sense, the two-tailed cat immediately understood what he meant. With a big mouth, a pillar of fire directly hit the black light.
With the addition of the two-tailed cat, the black light kept shaking and became transparent.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling secretly said that there was hope. If this intensity of attack continued, it was very likely to break open a gap.
In this way, he did not hesitate to pour all his spiritual power into the cyan sword light and Tianxing Sand and continued to attack.
Roar!
At this moment, a beast roar came from below, and a cloud of black mist rushed towards him. In the blink of an eye, it was only a dozen feet away from him, and a black leopard with **** eyes was clawing and attacking.
Zhang Ling cursed inwardly, his left arm quickly shook, and several thick cyan-black vines entwined out and hit the leopard.
The black leopard was also a high-level desolate beast and moved very fast, instantly dodging several vines, but Zhang Ling moved his mind, and countless vines entwined out again.
For a time, only the space a few feet below him was entangled with countless vines, blocking the leopard.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a flash of blood light flashed below the leopard, and a blood-red tentacle quickly shook and wrapped the leopard and a dozen vines in it, pulled it down, and was swallowed by a huge blood basin.
Zhang Ling's expression changed slightly, and the blood basin was actually a strange desolate beast.
It was like a huge meat ball, covered with countless bumps, shining with strange blue light, and dozens of long blood-red tentacles danced in its mouth, like long tongues.
What kind of creature is this? Zhang Ling couldn't determine it for a while, but the aura on this creature was extremely strong and it was actually a seventh-order desolate beast.
The big-mouthed monster chewed a few times as if no one else was there. The black leopard in its mouth did not have the slightest resistance, and even swallowed the dozen or so vines directly.
Gurgling sounds came from the monster's mouth, and with a big mouth open, it faced him. The fleshy body shook a few times and released a layer of blue light, dragging the monster to fly up.
This monster was not fast, but the blood light in its mouth flashed, and those blood-colored tentacles all ejected out.
Faced with these attacks, Zhang Ling would naturally not turn a blind eye, but at the critical moment of breaking the formation, he could only flick his hand and release more than a dozen vines to entangle with these tentacles.
At the same time, the storage bag around his waist flashed with spiritual light, and black-red spheres the size of fists floated out and fell down.
At a glance, there were hundreds of spheres.
With the sound of bangs, these spheres collided with each other and turned red, and burst out with explosive fire spiritual power. Countless flames lit up and turned into a flame covering a large area of space below.
Under the burst of flames, the big-mouthed monster was directly blown away.
Zhang Ling knew that although these explosive flame fruits were powerful, it was impossible to solve a seventh-order desolate beast with this.
At this time, his divine sense surrounded the entire space. Only three or four high-level desolate beasts that were fighting each other were left, but each of them had high blood and were all seventh-order desolate beasts.
The situation of Madam Cao and Old Taoist Yangshan was even more critical. If he delayed any longer, he would be buried here.
He gritted his teeth, and a wooden box floated out of his pocket and floated in front of him. With a flash of spiritual light, the wooden box opened, and a black light flashing jade ax was placed in it.
This black jade ax was the size of a palm. It was the special treasure "Prohibition Breaking Pearl" obtained from Long Lao's storage bag during the treasure hunt in the wilderness. This treasure has the effect of breaking restrictions. Although not all restrictions and formations can be broken.
Now that the crisis of life and death is in front of him, he can only try this treasure. I don't know if this thing can break the strange Blood Worm Gu Formation here.
Zhang Ling thought in his heart, and immediately pointed lightly at the black jade ax. A spiritual power was injected into it, and the black jade ax floated out and spun around, and dense black and white runes appeared on it. Covered the entire jade ax.
This treasure immediately made a buzzing sound, and with a slight sway, it turned into a black light and instantly slashed on the constantly shaking black light.
Immediately, the black light of the formation in front of him was intertwined into black and white colors, and mysterious black and white spiritual patterns were constantly flashing, as dazzling as lightning.
Crack...crack...
Then only a burst of ice cracking sound was heard, and the black light was covered with small cracks, and with a bang, a hole of three or four feet in size was broken.
Zhang Ling's face was overjoyed, and he quickly flashed past. The two-tailed cat also turned into fire and flew out.
Passing through this layer of black mask, Zhang Ling immediately urged several flying swords to slash at the rock wall, and a large piece of rock shattered, leaving a large hole in the rock wall, just enough to accommodate him and the two-tailed cat.
A strange sound of tearing sounded from behind, and blood light flashed. Blood-colored runes appeared on the edge of the broken hole in the formation, entangled together, and were quickly repairing the gap in the formation.
In this short half-breath time, the broken hole in the formation was actually repaired for the most part.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but secretly say in his heart that this formation was strange, but he didn't dare to stay at the moment, and kept commanding the flying sword to directly open the road on the rock wall and go outside.
At the same time, he released a ray of divine sense and glanced inside the formation.
At this moment, the entire space has turned blood red and is covered in a layer of blood-colored light mask. The blood color inside is even more condensed several times.
Only three seventh-order desolate beasts and Madam Cao are left inside.
And Old Taoist Yangshan had actually died at this moment, and his body was being grabbed, torn, and devoured by the strange middle-aged male cultivator.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling's heart was frightened, and he accelerated the speed of breaking the rock wall again. According to his estimation, Madam Cao was afraid that she would die without life.
The most likely thing to be left in this Gu formation is probably the middle-aged male cultivator who has lost his mind.
...
Zhang Ling drove the flying sword all the way to chop down the rocks blocking the way.
Although the rocks here are also quite hard, there is no obstacle from the formation. Wherever the flying sword passes, large pieces of rock are chopped down and turned into powder, opening up a road that only one person can pass.
After half a cup of tea, a loud noise suddenly came from a dark passage. A large hole was broken open above the passage. First, a blue light flashed, and several flying swords flew out of the hole, and then Zhang Ling quickly landed on the ground.
Looking left and right at the tunnel he was in, it was the one he had just passed through. This location was not too far from the space behind.
He patted the storage bag and took out a white jade bottle, poured out two pills and swallowed them. The time in that space was not long, but his own consumption was a lot. At this moment, only about 60% of the spiritual power on his body was left.
Then he waved his sleeves and put away five flying swords, leaving only two flying swords to protect him.
At the same time, he looked at the two-tailed cat beside him. This guy was looking around with curious eyes, and didn't seem to have any sense of crisis.
"Let's leave this place."
Meow!
Zhang Ling said softly and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the exit. The two-tailed cat also meowed and followed closely.
Although the passage was very dark, there was no formation to block it. The speed of one person and one demon was very fast. Before long, he heard a sound of wind in his ears.
This is the sound of Yin-Yang Wind.
After a dozen breaths, they arrived at the stone wall hole that Madam Cao had just broken.
As expected, with the naked eye, a layer of Yin-Yang Wind was blowing outside the hole. However, this Yin-Yang Wind was very thin and not as strong as before.
Zhang Ling directly wore the spiritual power mask and passed through it. The two-tailed cat also flashed with fire and arrived outside without any obstacles.
The situation outside was the same as before, with a layer of fog floating everywhere.
Looking around a few times, Zhang Ling stomped his feet and planned to leave this place. But just as he flew a few feet away from the ground and had not yet flown forward, suddenly a black light flashed beside him, and a gray-black shadow rushed straight over.
This attack came very quickly. When he found it, it was only two feet away from him.
Fortunately, he had always had a spiritual power mask on his body, so he didn't panic too much. He just slightly turned his body, and the flying swords that were always suspended on the left and right sides immediately split out more than a dozen cyan sword lights.
With a soft sound of tearing, the sword light directly chopped the shadow into pieces.
But then, Zhang Ling found that there were strange laughter sounds around him. He quickly swept his divine sense and found that a layer of gray-green mist was floating around him, trying to wrap him inside.
Shadows flickered in the mist, and a dozen gray shadows with **** eyes rushed out again in an instant. Zhang Ling also recognized what these gray shadows were in an instant.
They carried a strong Yin Sha aura on their bodies, and they were actually Yin Souls.
Zhang Ling immediately realized something. With a thought, the flying sword quickly rotated, splitting out sword lights, blocking the attacking Yin Souls.
At the same time, the speed suddenly increased and he flew into the sky, trying to get out of the black mist.
