Chapter 101: Leng Ling goes to war
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When I looked around, it was already snow-white, and the snow was falling.
"Hehe, you kid still know my name? Something interesting! But even if you know my name, you won't be able to escape this time! I saw that the pupils in the eyes of the white-clothed onmyoji suddenly turned yellow.
"The most powerful zombies have golden eyes, the first generation of zombies have red eyes, and the mutant generation has silver-white eyes, the second generation is green, and the third generation of zombies is yellow. Plus the corpse gas on your body...... Hehe, I didn't expect that a generation of Yin and Yang Grandmasters turned out to be a third-generation zombie! I said why you can live for a thousand years, it turns out ......"
Leng Ling smiled, smiling happily.
At the beginning, Leng Ling felt that something was wrong.
Although this **** Qingming is very well covered, there is still a faint corpse aura on his body. At first, Leng Ling just thought that this **** Qingming might have captured zombies recently. But later, the more Leng Ling thought about it, the more wrong it became, although this person was an onmyoji, it would not make a Dazuo officer so afraid! Moreover, although Tojo O Soro is a samurai, his strength may be able to make many onmyoji awe-inspired, so why do you respect this young onmyoji like an elder?
Looking at the shot again, the speed was really too fast, even faster than Tojo Tail Soro, and before he could kill Tojo Tail Sauro before his Red Flame Sword could kill Tojo Tail Soro, he suddenly appeared from a hundred meters away and stopped the Red Flame Sword!
Onmyoji is not a martial artist and is not good at speed. Moreover, his rank is really high...... There are forty-two levels!
A forty-second-level Onmyoji, relying on Yin-Yang Technique, can he cultivate to such a high level?
At the same time, although there are also some geniuses who have gone abroad among the Onmyoji, I am afraid that there will not be too many people who dare to say so confidently that although his Yin-Yang Technique was born from Taoism, he is better than the blue.
Coupled with the weirdness of this world, Leng Ling boldly guessed that the other party was **** Qingming. If **** Qingming has lived for thousands of years, what does he rely on to live until now without seeing any aging? Yin-Yang Technique? It's simply not possible! The aura of heaven and earth is exhausted, and no monk who has lived for three or five hundred years has never seen one, and this thing has lived for thousands of years by relying on yin and yang techniques?
Therefore, many people were suspicious, so they let Leng Ling say that. Sure enough, **** Qingming listened, and her face suddenly changed.
It's just that what I didn't expect was that this **** Qingming turned out to be a third-generation zombie! Moreover, he is still a third-generation zombie who has heard of generals, and his strength is comparable to that of a second-generation zombie!
This is indeed something that Leng Ling never thought of.
"It seems that you also know a lot about the zombies in our vein!" Qingming's face sank slightly, and his smile disappeared a lot.
Leng Ling smiled faintly and said softly: "I don't understand, how to kill you!" ā
"Let me try, what kind of ability do you have as a Taoist priest!"
Qingming said coldly, and the goose feather fan in his hand suddenly turned to Leng Ling is fan.
"Woo woo woo ......"
Between heaven and earth, the wind is blowing, and countless snowflakes are flying, covering the sky and the sun.
"Yin-Yang illusion? True or false, there are really some doorways. ā
Leng Ling chuckled, not afraid of the wind, not afraid of the snowflakes. The snowflakes fell on his shoulders, but they melted in just a few breaths, but the clothes on Leng Ling's body melted with the melting of the snowflakes. I saw that Leng Ling's body shook slightly, and the snowflakes around him had melted when they were about to fall on him.
Why did Taoism become Yin-Yang Technique? Obviously, zombies can't cultivate the Dao Fa! But this **** Qingming is extremely good, and he can realize the Yin and Yang Technique in the Dao! A zombie who cultivates yin-yang arts, how powerful is this? That's what makes his strength comparable to that of the second-generation zombies.
"Out!"
With a loud shout, the red flame sword came out of his hand, and the flames on the sword body were like a long rainbow, more than ten meters long, killing **** Qingming.
"I have long heard that Huaxia has a flying sword secret technique, but I have never seen it. I didn't want to see it today, but it cost Tojo his life. It's just that this sword can take Tojo's life, but it can't stop me. ā
Qingming said with a smile, and the goose feather fan in his hand fanned out, and the snowflakes between heaven and earth wrapped the Red Flame Sword at an extremely fast speed, melting one layer and falling another. Gradually, the speed of the Red Flame Sword became slower and slower, as if it had been solidified, and the flames on it gradually became much smaller.
How can it go on like this?
Leng Ling's eyes froze, his feet tapped, and his body flew away like an arrow off the string.
"Buzz!"
Leng Ling grabbed the Red Flame Sword, the sword body trembled suddenly, and the flames on it rose again, and the snowflakes around him turned into nothing in an instant.
"Now that I've seen your Yin and Yang Technique, let me let you see my Dao Technique!"
Leng Ling shouted.
"I want to see ......"
Leng Ling's strength, **** Qingming can feel a rough idea. It's just that before he finished speaking, his face has changed greatly.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying aura, a breath that made him tremble from the inside out!
Zombies, born from the resentment of heaven and earth, are immortal and immortal, and only Taoism and Buddhism can descend. When, a zombie who cultivates yin-yang arts, he has a deep understanding of Taoism. And at this moment, his body is trembling!
This feeling has not been experienced for many years for **** Qingming!
So, what kind of Dao technique would make him so?
I saw that Leng Ling's expression was solemn at this moment, and he was stepping on the Xuanao footwork under his feet, a sword danced in his hand several times, and his body continued to rise.
"The Nine Heavens Xuansha has turned into a divine thunder, a brilliant heavenly might, and a sword to lead it."
Leng Ling's cold voice resounded through the heavens and the earth.
"Boom!"
In an instant, there was a loud bang. The surrounding ice and snow instantly turned into nothing, but what reappeared was Daping, the former site of the barracks of the Third Division. There were still many spectators on all sides, and all kinds of cheers and noises came and went.
It's just that the sky that was originally sunny was full of dark clouds. That loud bang just now came from the sky!
"Lei Fa, it turned out to be Lei Fa ......" **** Qingming muttered to herself, and there were a few more shocked expressions on her face, which had always been extremely confident.
"Let's go!"
With a loud shout, **** Qingming retreated at a very fast speed.
"Drop!"
Leng Ling shouted, and the Red Flame Sword pointed at **** Qingming, and came out of his hand.
The sword is like a swimming dragon, chasing **** Qingming with a long flame. At the same moment, dozens of divine thunderbolts fell from the sky and smashed to the ground.
"Boom ......"
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
Before the thunder was over, a divine thunder fell to the ground and smashed into the ground, making holes one after another.
The next moment, a divine thunder with the thickness of an arm slashed at **** Qingming's body, fixing **** Qingming's figure, and a majestic and terrifying corpse qi poured out in an instant.
"The Huaxia Dao method is profound and mysterious, how can it be compared to your yin and yang technique! Let me see you again! ā
Leng Ling's eyes lit up with a look.