This man is the Fengdu Ghost Emperor of Fengdu City, and his black robe with a golden dragon tattooed on his body has the potential to cover the city.

"How brave! You will die!"

The Fengdu Ghost Emperor roared angrily, and the sound resounded through the sky, causing the situation to change color.

A white brush flew through the air, and a picture of green mountains and green waters suddenly appeared.

The Poyun Mountain Peak suddenly fell and rushed directly to Wang Ling's head, while the green water rolled towards Zhang Qing.

"Liuyun Jianyi!"

Wang Ling was so shocked that he couldn't worry about Zhang Qing's condition and could only brave the falling mountain.

The sword energy is vertical and horizontal.

A ray of Sky-Opening Sword Qi suddenly flashed from the three-foot green blade in his hand, heading straight towards the oncoming green mountain peak.

"Bang!"

The sword energy flashed away, and the green mountain peak was split into two halves.

Wang Ling saw the right opportunity, raised his sword and faced him, heading straight for the Fengdu Ghost Emperor. The sword energy flowed with the immortal energy, reflecting each other.

"help me!"

Zhang Qing below suddenly shouted, looking anxious.

Facing that huge wave, how could she be an opponent in the Mahayana stage?

Wang Ling frowned, and the sword energy he shot could only be redirected to solve the trouble on Zhang Qing's side first.

"You are looking for death!" When the Fengdu Ghost Emperor saw that his move was broken, he raised his hand and struck out.

The palm prints continued to enlarge in mid-air, and finally hit Wang Ling and Zhang Qing hard. The two of them were photographed on the ground, and the entire Fengdu City was shaken at this moment.

"boom--"

As soon as a palm fell, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the air of death filled the air.

A huge palm print suddenly appeared in front of Fengdu City. It penetrated ten feet into the ground and was filled with cracks.

Wang Ling and Zhang Qing collapsed on the ground, bleeding from their orifices, and were already seriously injured and dying.

The Fengdu Ghost Emperor glanced at the two people on the ground, and for some reason he stopped there and did not continue to kill.

"Young Emperor?"

Sensing the aura of darkness, Fengdu Ghost Emperor turned his head and looked into the darkness.

In the sky above Fengdu City, a figure in white clothes slowly emerged, looking very abrupt in the darkness and death. This figure was not oppressive in the slightest, just like an ordinary person in the world, but it gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in mid-air, the Fengdu Ghost Emperor's face became serious.

If Wang Ling and Zhang Qing only played small roles, the appearance of the Young Emperor undoubtedly put an unspeakable pressure on him.

The one person in the entire world of cultivation who could make Fengdu Ghost Emperor so fearful, apart from Su Fan and Immortal Xihai, was the young emperor who had been hiding all this time.

"Don't fight yet!"
Chapter completed!