King Ming Dynasty: Rule the world with sword

The billowing black smoke filled the entire tongue-pulling hall, and the red-clothed judge also took the opportunity to escape into it, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Ling didn't notice this guy for a while.

Just about to start space exploration to find him out.

The next moment, two screams were heard from the black smoke.

He explored the space and found that Lu and Feng had solved the problem of black and white.。

“Brother Yang, where are you? Are you okay? "

Lu Feng's voice came out from the black smoke. He and Sima were in the black smoke, like blind men who couldn't figure out the direction. They

wanted to walk out of the hall based on their memories, but they were still spinning in circles.

Yang Ling looked at The actions of the two people, when they were about to answer, suddenly their expressions froze.

Then the long knife in his hand shot out with lightning, and quickly disappeared into the black smoke.

A scream was heard.

Then the black smoke in the hall disappeared quickly, and in the blink of an eye, everything was gone Dispersed.

Lu Feng looked through the dim light and was startled.

He saw that the judge in red had arrived one meter in front of him at some point.

And his big hand was flying in the air, and he was about to take a picture of himself.

If It wasn't Yang Ling who had drawn the sword and aimed it directly between his eyebrows.

Otherwise, he would have been killed on the spot by the red-clothed judge.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said with a lingering fear on his face:

"It is indeed an evil skill. This red-clothed judge's strength is not that good. It was too strong, but the black smoke was very strange.

I also want to thank Brother Yang. "

As soon as they arrived at the first level of the eighteenth level of hell, they almost collapsed in it. Both

he and Sima felt very depressed and solemn.

Yang Ling saw their expressions and walked towards the innermost part of the hall without saying anything.

He had just used space to explore one side, and there was a staircase going down. There was

a lot of fog down there, and he didn't know where it led to?

Lu and Feng followed quickly, looking at the black hole below, and they both looked at each other.。

“Where does this lead? Is it underground? Sima asked with a trembling voice.

Seeing that both of them ignored him, he gritted his teeth and said to Yang Ling:

"Well, Brother Yang, let's go back."

Don’t you want to know the headquarters of Yunxiao Palace?

I'll take you there personally when I get back, and I'll guarantee you a promotion and a lot of money.……。”

He doesn't want to stay in this damn place for a moment longer.

So I let out the biggest secret, hoping that Yang Ling would change his mind.

Yang Ling turned to look at Sima, already sentencing this guy to death in his heart.

Sure enough, we know where the Yunxiao Palace headquarters is and cannot stay.

Before Yang Ling could say anything, Lu Feng walked down the steps first.。

“Lao Ma, you still want to return here, what are you dreaming about? Let's go. Yang

Ling also temporarily gave up his murderous intention and walked down the stairs.

Sima looked back at the empty hall and wanted to return, but he didn't have the courage, so he had to follow him. Not long

after, the three of them walked out of the steps and came to a By the dark river.

The river could not be seen to the edge at a glance. The water was pitch black and still bubbling with black gas.

From time to time, a piece of white bones emerged from it, which was shocking.

Yang Ling estimated that at this time they should be in Underground.

This black river should be an underground river, leading straight to the bottom of the sea.。

“Is this the legendary Wangchuan River? "

Sima looked at Heihe with an uneasy look on his face.

Lu Feng slapped him angrily.。

“There is no Wangchuan River in this world. They are all lies.。”

“somebody is coming. "

At this time, Yang Ling suddenly looked in one direction by the river.

The next moment, a tall figure emerged from the river, strode out of the Heihe River, and stopped in front of the three people.。

“Amitabha, welcome the three donors to the tongue pulling hell. "

This monk is about two meters tall, wearing a cassock with an indiscernible color.

His body is full of muscles, and he has a bunch of bone strings made of fist-sized skulls around his neck.

Coupled with a face He had a shaggy beard and looked like a man-eating monster.

Yang Ling looked at the old monk and suddenly his eyes shrank.

This guy actually had the aura of an immortal golden body.

Lu Feng looked at the old monk for a while and suddenly whispered to him Said:

"Brother Yang, this person looks very much like the monk Faneng who presided over the Luohan Hall of Faxiang Temple back then.

If it's really this person, that would be terrible……。”

After listening to his words, Yang Ling had a hint of understanding in his eyes.

No wonder the old monk has the aura of an immortal golden body. He turns out to be from Faxiang Temple.

Judging from the golden light glowing all over his body, he must have reached the second level of the immortal golden body and reborn from severed limbs.

Moreover, its breath permeates the whole body, and the second level has reached the state of perfection, and it will soon be able to break through to the third level of vajra indestructibility.

Although its strength is only that of the Grand Master, its true combat power is definitely not weaker than that of the Dharma Realm.

At this time, Lu Feng came forward, raised his hands to Faneng and said,

"It turns out to be Master Faneng from Faxiang Temple. I wonder why the master is here?"

Faneng ignored him at all and stared at Yang Ling. .

Yang Ling could sense the aura of immortal golden body on his body.

As the host of the Luohan Hall of Faxiang Temple, he is most familiar with people with immortal golden bodies.

Even if Yang Ling has the Nine Aperture Technique and completely restrains his aura, he cannot be deceived by the characteristics of cultivating an immortal golden body.。

“Boy, who are you? "

Seeing his expression, Yang Ling knew that he couldn't hide his immortal golden body.

The next moment, endless golden light burst out from his body, and he slapped Faneng with one palm.

Seeing Yang Ling's body covered with golden light, Faneng's face He was stunned for a moment, then roared like crazy。

“This is the immortal golden body passed down by the Holy Buddha. Is it impossible? "