God Destroying Pearl

When Wang Chengchang heard what the Jindan cultivator said, a look of joy appeared on his face.

He knew that the turning point he wanted had come.

The other party claimed to be from the Nether Valley, and there was only one Jindan cultivator in the Nether Valley, and that must be You Huahu's master, Master Youming.

This was undoubtedly the reinforcement he had been waiting for for a long time.

I saw the person coming from the sky slowly step by step down to the ground, and then stand still.

His movements were calm and graceful, displaying the extraordinary temperament of a Jindan cultivator.

Song Yun noticed that the visitor was dressed in black and had a hat on his head. The hat and clothes were integrated, giving people a mysterious feeling.

The man was probably in his seventies or eighties, with a ruddy complexion. Surprisingly, he had no wrinkles or beard on his face.

At this time, Wang Chengchang took back the small spiritual weapon in front of him, then quickly approached the visitor and bowed, saying, "Junior Wang Chengchang greets Master Youming."

There was a hint of respect in his voice.

The visitor turned to look at Wang Chengchang and asked in confusion: "Oh? Do you know me?"

Wang Chengchang responded: "Senior, I was the one who asked your disciple to leave the valley."

There was a hint of flattery in his words, and it was obvious that he wanted to get closer to Master Youming.

Master Youming nodded and smiled, saying, "I see. By the way, where is my disciple Youhuahu?"

Wang Chengchang's face changed slightly. He didn't know where You Huahu had been. He only knew that before coming to Yang's Mansion, You Huahu acted alone.

Wang Chengchang's eyes involuntarily turned to Song Yun.

Song Yun watched this scene coldly. He knew that the arrival of Master Youming meant that the matter at the Yang Mansion had escalated and it was no longer something that he, a mere late foundation building cultivator, could handle. He chose to wait and see.

After Wang Chengchang glanced at Song Yun, he came to his senses. He knew that in this situation, concealing the truth might make things worse.

He decided to tell the truth, and then he said: "Senior, I don't know where your disciple has gone. Before coming to Yang Mansion, he said he would act alone. The people in Yang Mansion should know where your disciple is."

Master Youming snorted coldly and said, "Waste!"

There was a hint of anger in his voice, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Wang Chengchang's answer.

Then he closed his eyes, as if searching for something with his spiritual sense.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and angrily asked, "Who is it? Who killed my apprentice You Huahu?"

His voice was like thunder, full of anger.

In an instant, the pressure from an early Jindan cultivator burst out and pressed down on the people in the courtyard.

Wang Chengchang was the first to be hit and was pressed to the ground. His body was shaking and he was under tremendous pressure.

The blue-clothed guard not far behind him was crushed to the point of vomiting blood and also fell to the ground. His face was pale, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

Yang Guitu, who was sitting on the ground, also lay down on the ground. A look of pain appeared on his face, and he was obviously trying hard to resist this pressure.

Yang Lanxiong couldn't stand the pressure either. He half-knelt on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, trying not to fall down.

Although Song Yun was some distance away from Master Youming, he also felt a huge pressure on him, as if someone was sitting on his shoulders.

Song Yun's expression became solemn. He knew that this was the pressure from a Jindan cultivator, a power far beyond that of a foundation-building cultivator.

Song Yun's body trembled slightly, but there was no fear in his eyes. He held the gray jade sword tightly in his hand.

Seeing that no one spoke, Master Youming said angrily: "No one admits it, right? Then all of you go to hell."

As he said this, he raised his hand and was about to slap Wang Chengchang who was closest to him.

Wang Chengchang said in fear: "Wait a minute, senior."

His eyes were filled with fear, he knew that one palm from the Jindan cultivator was enough to take his life.

“I suddenly remembered that your disciple once said something. He said that it was Song Yun who took Yun Che away. He suspected that Yun Che had given the Millennium Mysterious Gold Grass to Song Yun. So, your disciple must have gone to find Song Yun alone.”

Wang Chengchang hurriedly explained, hoping to divert Master Youming's anger.

When Master Youming heard what Wang Chengchang said, he withdrew his hand and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Song Yun?"

There was a hint of murderous intent in his voice, and it was obvious that he had already regarded Song Yun as his target.

Wang Chengchang quickly pointed at Song Yun and said, "Senior, he is Song Yun. He has a very strong spatial ability. Even I am no match for him. He must have killed your disciple."

There was a hint of malice in his words, and it was obvious that he wanted to use Master Youming to get rid of Song Yun.

Master Youming looked at Song Yun, snorted coldly, and launched a spiritual attack on him.

Song Yun's consciousness felt the other party's consciousness attacking him. He barely concentrated his consciousness, and the shield spirit jade pendant on his waist shattered instantly.

Song Yun groaned. Even though the Shield Spirit Jade Pendant helped him block most of the spiritual attacks, his spiritual consciousness still suffered a certain impact.

Song Yun instantly used spatial teleportation to leave the spot, and his figure flashed in the night.

Master Youming saw Song Yun's action and said, "Humph... If you have some skills, try my trick again."

Master Youming flipped his palm, and a powerful spiritual power condensed in his hand, forming a black energy ball.

He pushed his palm and the energy ball flew towards Song Yun at an extremely fast speed with a sound of breaking through the air.

After Song Yun stood still, he saw Master Netherworld's actions and without any hesitation, he quickly performed space teleportation. His figure disappeared from the spot, and when he appeared again, he had left Master Netherworld's attack range.

The black energy ball launched by Master Youming instantly hit the wall behind Song Yun's original position.

The powerful energy impact instantly blew a huge hole in the wall, rubble and dust flew everywhere, and the scene was in a mess.

Master Youming exclaimed in surprise, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Hmph...it's fast enough!" There was a hint of admiration in his voice, but more of it was unquestionable murderous intent.

Then, Master Youming slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and dozens of black bats flew out instantly. They attacked Song Yun like black lightning.

These bats are about the size of an adult's head, with a black head covered with dark fur and white fur on the abdomen. They have angular ears, round heads, round noses, and their eyes emit a faint green light in the night, which looks very strange.

Song Yun saw these bats from afar and felt that they were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember their names for a moment. His heart tightened, but he was sure that these bats were not ordinary creatures.

At this time, Yang Guitu, who was lying on the ground, heard the noise, raised his head, and noticed the appearance of the bat. He quickly shouted, "Song Xiaoyou, be careful, this is the 'Netherworld Blood Bat'."