Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City Chapter 727 736: Purgatory of Ten Thousand Demons

Purgatory of a Thousand Demons?

Ye Ling took a deep breath, the fierce battle spirit in his eyes not yet subsiding. He was in the heat of the battle when he was suddenly interrupted, which, of course, was unpleasant.

"Tsk, tsk, who would have thought that the Hall Master of the Divines Hall would have such a sinister trick up his sleeve? You even gave it such a broken na. Then bring it on, let have a taste!"

Ye Ling scoffed coldly, but before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He felt that he was being surrounded by circles of black halos.

The halos flickered. Within this terrifying light formation, there were strands of bizarre power endlessly probing, trying to quietly steal away Ye Ling's spirit.

Howl!

Suddenly, a miserable shriek echoed, and a terrifying phantom appeared right in front of Ye Ling.

This phantom, with disheveled hair and blood flowing from all its orifices, bore a terrifying aura of malevolence and resentnt; it was clearly the remnant soul of soone who had been murdered.

Bang, caught off guard, it directly slamd into Ye Ling's body. Ye Ling staggered, and although he suffered no injuries, his face turned ashen.

"You, the mighty Hall Master of the Divines Hall, actually cultivated such a malicious formation. Aren't you afraid that your so-called lord will co down to take your damned life?"

Ye Ling roared. It was obvious that this formation was the result of countless lives being cruelly sacrificed and refined, for it condensed all sorts of negative emotions within.

Fear, despair, death, anger, revenge; nearly every negative emotion had a strong presence here.

"I don't believe in the lord, I worship the great forefather Cain, and yet you have forgotten that the great Cain was the first to slaughter at this event's inception!"

The eyes of the Hall Master of the Divines Hall were devoid of any emotion as if he existed solely for the purpose of slaughter.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and sneered coldly, "I almost forgot, you're just a big rat with wings, dood to live in darkness all your life."

"How should I put it? The highest hall representing the Western world seems to lack even a hint of light, looking all dusty and dull."

Ye Ling sneered, while the Hall Master of the Divines Hall simply shook his head. All of a sudden, Xiao Hei had already fought his way to the mountainside on Divine Mountain, the domain of those in the Divine Infant Middle Stage.

"Youngster, you must die. But don't worry, I will personally flay and draw the sinews of that bastard who slaughtered the Divines Hall, making him accompany you to hell!"

Clang clang, the Hall Master of the Divines Hall pointed with a finger, and suddenly, within that terrible Great Formation of Purgatory of a Thousand Demons, nurous terrifying phantoms roared out crazily.

Howl howl, each phantom with bared teeth and brandished claws, exuded a terrible aura intent on killing and seeking revenge.

Ye Ling took a deep breath and partially closed his eyes, with the tip of his sword pointing downward, he gradually felt a clarity rising in his heart, as if he had a sudden enlightennt like Buddha, with not a single distracting thought remaining.

Boom, a phantom struck his body. Ye Ling took a sudden step back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Terrible, the Great Formation of Purgatory of a Thousand Demons. This formation could easily trap and kill ten or eight peak Divine Infants; there was simply no chance of escape.

To break the formation, the goal was to find its core, but the key point was, this damn formation had no core. It could only be forcibly broken to get out.

And the requirent to forcibly break it was that your power must be greater than that of the Hall Master of the Divines Hall. How many people in this world could dare claim that?

Even if you t that requirent, the next one was that the Hall Master of the Divines Hall must not be repairing the Great Formation. Otherwise, as soon as you broke one corner, he would repair two, and you wouldn't be getting out at all.

But now Ye Ling, like a Buddha walking among the living beings, was indeed exercising the Buddhist Realm's Grand Lustrous Heart Technique.

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I am like flawless, pristine colored glaze, walking through heaven and earth, bringing blessings to all beings; all wickedness recedes, while the sonorous chants of Buddhism resonate!

Boom, boom, boom, one after another, figures slamd into Ye Ling's body, but from the beginning, where Ye Ling's body kept retreating and he spat blood, to the end, he suddenly radiated golden light.

As the golden light twinkled, Ye Ling's body surfaced with a layer of golden brilliance, which seed to be the natural enemy of those terrible phantoms.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, the phantoms all vanished without a trace in an instant, or as they rushed towards Ye Ling, were refined by the terrifying golden light.

Hum, Ye Ling opened his eyes, gleaming with the brilliant light of colored glaze, eternal righteousness dwelling in his heart. With a stride, the entire heaven and earth blood with lotuses all at once.

The lotus blood with nine petals, each petal teeming with vigorous vitality and radiating colorful divine light, purifying all the evil in the world.

"Hall Master of the Divines Hall, your evilness will be forever suppressed!"

Ye Ling shouted loudly, and imdiately, his voice, like Buddha ferrying souls, caused the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Demons Purgatory to quietly shatter.

The storm in the sky also paused for a mont in an instant, and the next, it rained even more wildly, a raging tempest.

Thud, thud, thud, the Hall Master of the Divines Hall stumbled backward, his face filled with disbelief: "No! This is impossible, who are you, and why do you have so many techniques!"

"Even if you have been cultivating from birth to now, even if you started cultivating in your mother's womb, it's impossible to be this powerful!"

"Your soul is only in its twenties, not even thirty, yet how can you be so mysteriously strong!"

The Hall Master of the Divines Hall roared madly. A person's soul records their age; Ye Ling's soul was as fresh as a newborn's, at least in the eyes of the Hall Master of the Divines Hall, he was almost like a just-born child.

And yet, he possessed strength like the heavens and had just used techniques that were clearly the secret Divine Skills of Buddhism, how could he possibly know them!

Ye Ling gave a cold smile, the aura like Buddha's instantly vanished, and what replaced it was an even more brutal killing intent, like a murder god that had just crawled out of the Nine Nether Hell.

"Want to know? When you're dying, I'll naturally tell you."

As soon as Ye Ling finished talking, the sword in his hand gently swirled, and with a step, his body blazed with an intense fire!

Swish, the Rainstorm Sword Technique struck out once again, catching the Hall Master of the Divines Hall by surprise. The latter held a giant sword in his hand and t the enemy with clenched teeth and helpless defiance.

With the sword out, it was like teoric rain, arriving in an instant.

With the sword in, it was like a swallow or a Roc, inverted teor.

In motion, it was like thunderbolts.

In stillness, it was as stable as a mountain.

Whoosh, whoosh, Ye Ling's sword, reached an extre speed, as teoric, allowing one only to see its splendor, yet unable to capture its breath.

The Hall Master of the Divines Hall, on the other hand, was struggling bitterly, feeling a deep bitterness within. Too strong, this guy was too strong.

Suddenly, in a mont of confusion, the Hall Master of the Divines Hall's face was slashed open, and blood flowed down his cheek.

Black blood, dripping onto the earth.

The rainwater smashed against it, unable to wash it away, but instead made it more solid.

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