When Zhang Ling saw the Flood Dragon Soul on this person, also a Fire Flood Dragon, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
But now was not the time to overthink things; he could see that this person was about to break free from the vines.
He quickly waved his hand, and a streak of black light shot out from his hand. The black light flashed and landed on the man's head, emitting a loud chime.
The red-faced man was stunned by the chime, and his eyes became unfocused.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, seven flying swords appeared around him, four of which transformed into streaks of sword light, rapidly striking the man.
The other three flying swords shone with a bright green light, merging into a giant sword that cleaved down directly.
At the same time, the Fire Flood Dragon demon soul on the red-faced man transformed into a Flood Dragon phantom more than ten zhang long, charging out fearlessly to meet the giant sword.
The green light giant sword and the Fire Flood Dragon soul collided, creating a series of booming explosions. Sword light and flames flew everywhere, and large floating rocks nearby were instantly pulverized by the shockwaves.
The red-faced man below also regained his senses, and scorching flames erupted from his body, instantly burning the vines around him to ashes. His black staff danced wildly, blocking the attacks of the other four flying swords.
The man broke free, transforming into a streak of fire and flying towards the other five cultivators with turbid energy.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but admire the man's decisiveness in detonating his Natal Demon Soul.
This man could use the Fire Flood Dragon demon soul to perform the Demon Transformation secret technique, making the Flood Dragon Soul his Natal Demon Soul. Detonating his Natal Demon Soul was equivalent to detonating his Natal Magic Treasure for a Demon Refining cultivator, or even worse.
Sure enough, the man's face turned pale as soon as he broke free, and the red scales covering his body instantly disappeared. His aura also dropped sharply, only around the mid-stage of the Core Formation realm.
Zhang Ling sneered and naturally wouldn't let him escape.
A flash of green light directly pierced through the man's head; it was the green cone that had been waiting for a long time. With his strength reduced and his demon soul lost, he naturally couldn't withstand the attack of this ancient treasure.
Zhang Ling flashed to the side of the corpse, gently beckoning with one hand, and three storage bags were in his grasp. At the same time, he flicked his fingers, and several fireballs landed on the man's corpse. The corpse burned in the flames.
He turned his head to look at Su Yu'er's situation.
Although this woman was at a disadvantage, her face was only pale, and she was not injured. This woman could remain unharmed for the time being under the siege of five cultivators of the same rank, indicating that she was not an ordinary cultivator.
However, after a glance, Zhang Ling also noticed that the five black-robed men surrounding Su Yu'er, except for one cultivator holding a flame longbow, the other four did not use magic weapons. Instead, each of them had a demon soul floating around them, constantly attacking at close range.
This kind of fighting style suggested that they were all Demon Refiners as well. However, they seemed to be corroded by turbid energy, and the strength they could display was only equivalent to the early stage of the Core Formation realm, and a single person could not even reach the mid-stage.
These five people were really strange, and they seemed more like puppets controlled by others.
Zhang Ling's mind flashed, and several flying swords attacked towards them, intending to help Su Yu'er quickly eliminate the enemies.
Just as his thoughts were racing, an unexpected event occurred.
With a loud bang, the man's corpse burning in the fire suddenly exploded, rushing out a cloud of black smoke that instantly engulfed Zhang Ling.
At the same time, the five black-robed men surrounding Su Yu'er also screamed in unison, and their bodies swelled up. With a series of booms, they all exploded.
Five balls of black smoke instantly covered a space of more than thirty zhang, engulfing the fairy Su as well.
As for Zhang Ling, he reacted instantly when he was engulfed by the smoke. With a flash, he escaped the range of the black smoke and arrived more than ten zhang away.
He was not injured. With the defense of the Yellow Luo Umbrella and the White Jade Ruyi, this level of explosive damage naturally posed no threat to him.
Moreover, under the perception of his divine sense, the impact generated by the corpse's self-destruction was not strong. Even ordinary spiritual power shields could withstand it.
This black smoke was clearly not just simply relying on power to injure enemies.
Because at this moment, he instantly sensed that the black smoke released a strong concentration of turbid energy. It seemed that this smoke was an attack produced by compressing turbid energy by some means.
Ah, Awooo.
A shrill scream entered his ears, and Zhang Ling glanced at the other side, finding that Su Yu'er was also wrapped in a large cloud of black smoke. Obviously, the five black-robed men had also self-destructed and transformed into this layer of turbid energy smoke.
Fortunately, the black smoke was also dissipating rapidly, revealing Su Yu'er's figure. However, seeing the appearance of this fairy Su now, Zhang Ling's heart sank.
Su Yu'er was clutching her head and screaming miserably. The clothes on her body were tattered, revealing large patches of her snow-white skin. Zhang Ling had no intention to admire these, because the aura on her body was extremely chaotic.
This woman cultivated fire-attribute techniques, and her fire spiritual power was not weak, but at this moment, the spiritual power on her body actually contained a lot of turbid energy.
She seemed to have been affected by the turbid energy and lost her mind.
Zhang Ling did not rashly step forward, but asked softly, "How are you?"
Seeming to hear his voice, Su Yu'er glanced at him, making a strange giggling sound, looking extremely strange.
Her eyes were a hazy yellow, as if she had no pupils, but her aura suddenly increased a lot. Waving her hands randomly, she launched huge fireballs to attack.
Zhang Ling swayed and dodged the attacks of many fireballs, but Su Yu'er rushed towards him madly.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ling sighed in his heart.
This woman had now lost her mind, and her strength had not weakened, but it was completely chaotic. She didn't even know how to use the jade pendant magic weapon floating beside her, only knowing to release flames randomly to attack.
Zhang Ling easily dodged these attacks, and with a wave of his hand, shot out a dozen vines that instantly entangled the woman in the air.
At the same time, with ten fingers constantly flicking, several spiritual powers hit her body, and the fire spiritual power on Su Yu'er's body was instantly suppressed. Finally, a spiritual talisman was attached to her body, and the woman settled down.
Temporarily restraining Su Yu'er, Zhang Ling searched around. After a while, he found two storage bags and a scarlet longbow.
The two storage bags belonged to Jiang Hao. As for the five black-robed men who were infected with turbid energy, they had no storage bags, it could be said that they had nothing, except for this scarlet longbow, there were no other treasures.
