Chapter 197 Thousand-Mile Pursuit
"Godfather! Take me with you." Fang Yungu gritted his teeth and said hard. He had consumed too much blood and essence, his breath was already disordered, and his face was even more frighteningly pale.
"Go away! You're a stinky bitch who never achieves anything but ruins everything. You can't handle even the smallest of things, and you destroyed a clone of me. What's the use of you?"
Old man Song Ao slapped him away.
"When I return to Zhongzhou, your shameless child will die!"
Old Man Song'ao's words echoed in the small courtyard, and the figure became unreal.
"Come when you want? Leave when you want? Do you really think this is the place of evil - the endless sea?"
Ling Tian's face darkened, and the strong power of rules spread out with him as the center, sealing the whole world.
Old Man Song'ao's originally illusory body also became solid again.
"Hmph! Boy, what if I give this clone to you?" Old Man Song'ao gritted his teeth, "But remember, from now on, when you sleep, open one eye, otherwise you won't know how you died. .”
"As well as your concubines, I will not miss any of them, don't worry!"
"Jie Jie!"
"You are playing with fire!" Ling Tian clenched his fist, and the old man Song'ao's body immediately shattered into nothingness, "Divine Ability·Chasing Souls and Seizing Souls!"
As the voice fell, Ling Tian's body seemed to have lost its support and fell limply to the ground.
A small island with jagged rocks on the endless sea.
Old Man Song'ao's withered body let out a numbing cough, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Ling Tian! You disgusting bastard, you wait for me. One day, I will sacrifice you into a formation soul, and you will not be enslaved by me at all times!"
"Speaking ill of people behind their back is a very bad habit!" A voice suddenly echoed in the gloomy cave.
Old man Song Ao's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what his ears were hearing.
"This is impossible, how could he possibly be traced here? He is obviously not here...
The words of comfort came to an abrupt end, because in front of him, Ling Tian, dressed in black and with a cold face, appeared in front of him.
"How is it impossible? What is impossible?" Ling Tian walked towards the old man Song'ao, "You are only allowed to come to Zhongzhou through the formation, and others can't find your body based on the fragments of your soul?"
"Old man Song'ao, you've lost your temper! It's time to change your stubbornness.
"Oh! That's right! You don't have this chance." Ling Tian seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly: "Because you are going to die soon!"
"Only you? Haha! Shameless kid, when I was the leader, you still didn't know where you were playing in the mud in the mud!" Old Song'ao looked ferocious, "You won't be so naive as to think that you can be the king by killing my clone. Is he my opponent?"
An unfathomable aura suddenly emerged from Old Man Song'ao's body. The surrounding seawater seemed to become manic and restless at this moment, and countless formation lines appeared in the space.
When Ling Tian saw this, a faint smile appeared on his lips, "Whether it's your clone or your true body, today next year will definitely be your death anniversary. As for whether anyone will pay homage to you, I don't know."
As he spoke, Ling Tian condensed a dazzling sword light in his hand, which was transformed from the laws of heaven and earth he refined with his own strength, and contained destructive power.
"Divine Ability·Shatter the sky and collapse the earth!"
The sword light in Ling Tian's hand was like the first ray of sunshine at Breaking Dawn, illuminating the dim cave and pointing directly at Old Man Song'ao.
"Then let me see how capable you are and how dare you act so arrogantly in front of me!"
Old Man Song'ao roared angrily, and the strength in his body surged like a tide. He also activated the formations all over his body, hoping to fight to the death with Ling Tian.
The collision of two extremely powerful forces caused turbulent waves on the endless sea, rocks cracked, and the small island was crumbling under the huge impact.
"How is this possible!" Old Song'ao vomited blood and knelt on the ground, looking at the young man holding a long sword in front of him with a horrified expression.
The formation he laid out with all his heart was like paper and vulnerable to its terrifying Sword Intent.
"Now you know where my confidence comes from!" Ling Tian raised the Heaven-Destroying Sword, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Die!"
"You want to kill me? You're worthy!"
The old man Song'ao had a look of madness on his face, and blood-like mist filled his body, "I will sacrifice the formation with my body, and use my soul to perform the ritual!"
"Divine Ability·Human Formation Soul Technique!"
Before he finished speaking, Anomaly's runes began to glow around his body. These runes echoed with the strange rocks and trees on the island, forming a terrifying array that enveloped the entire island... .........
The formation was activated, and the endless power of the ocean poured in crazily. Along with the momentum of Ten Thousand Tons of Thunder, an attack that could create the world swept towards Ling Tian.
Old Man Song'ao's face was distorted, and his hoarse voice echoed throughout the formation: "You little bastard, even you want to compete with me! Die in endless fear!
However, Ling Tian did not flinch in the face of such power. His eyes were firm and the sword light was even brighter.
In the midst of the flash of lightning, Ling Tian swung out a sword.
This shocking blow cut him into two pieces.
The tip of the sword was slightly lowered, Ling Tian's cold eyes were locked on the increasingly violent formation, and he responded: "If that's all, then you may be disappointed!"
The formation roared, and a violent wave of energy rushed towards Ling Tian, but in Ling Tian's calm and determined eyes, he swung his sword out, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, piercing the sky.
Amidst the deafening roar, Ling Tian's sword hit the core of the formation accurately.
Just a click was heard, and dense cracks appeared on the formation.
Ling Tian's expression did not change, he changed his moves again, the sword light cut through the sky like a comet, and stabbed straight at the exhausted old man Song'ao.
The moment the sword light touched the old man Song'ao, everything returned to calm, and the engulfing Dharma Calendar instantly dissipated.
"Bang————" The formation was completely shattered, and blood mist sprayed out from old Song'ao's mouth, and his figure gradually blurred until he disappeared.
Ling Tian possessed himself and picked up the old man Song'ao's fallen storage ring.
This is why he went to such great lengths and traveled thousands of miles to track down this place.
This storage ring contains what he needs.
It is recorded in the original book that the old man Song'ao not only had dozens of volumes of almost extinct ancient formations in his hands, but also many treasures and Spirit Pills that he had burned, killed and looted when he was possessed by the devil.
Naturally, Ling Tian doesn't like these things, and he won't waste any effort just for this.
The reason for this is just because there is a key to Xuanhong Secret Realm in the storage ring of old man Song'ao.
Including his piece and what he got from Master Xiaoxin, he now has three keys in his hand.
As for the other four pieces, Ling Tian also knows where they are...