My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

Under the vast sky, in the misty Nine Sky Cloud Star Array, two figures were confronting each other.

On one side was the heroic and majestic Yang Ling, with the sky on his back and the sky under his feet; on the other side was the mysterious and unpredictable Taoist Lu Ya, who was highly accomplished in Taoism and showed his extraordinary and unworldly qualities in every move.

The two stood in mid-air, surrounded by brilliant spiritual light, as if they were two immortal gods.

With a clear whistle, Yang Ling took the lead. He formed seals with his hands, and the majestic spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into an extremely blazing sun fire, like a scorching sun falling from the sky, rushing straight towards Taoist Lu Ya with destructive power.

In that flame, there was endless heat and light, as if it could turn everything in the world into nothingness.

Facing this fierce attack, Taoist Lu Ya was not in a hurry. A faint smile appeared on his lips. He gently waved his sleeves, and a mysterious power surged out of his body. In an instant, a flowing starry sky formed around him, with stars flickering and trajectories intersecting. This was the "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" technique that he had practiced for many years.

When the sun's true fire touched this starry sky, it was like a mud cow entering the sea. It was pulled by countless star trajectories, and its direction suddenly changed. Finally, it turned into nothingness and dissipated into the invisible.

Seeing that the attack missed, Yang Ling frowned slightly, and then his body stretched out, turning into a flash of lightning. In an instant, he was in front of Taoist Lu Ya, and his hands were clasped together. Lightning flashed, which was the Shenxiao Lei Fa that he had practiced hard.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered, thunder roared, and thick lightning like a punishment from heaven, with destructive power, poured down on Taoist Lu Ya, and the whole mountain trembled, as if only this terrifying thunder and lightning were left between heaven and earth.

However, facing this overwhelming attack, Taoist Lu Ya seemed calm and composed. He put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and concentrated. A majestic aura rose from his body. It was the "I Am the Only One" skill he practiced.

As he slowly opened his eyes, an invisible force spread out from him. The raging lightning seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier and was ejected one after another, unable to get close. Taoist Lu Ya was surrounded by a golden halo, like an immortal god of war, standing firm.

Yang Ling was not discouraged by the setback of the attack, but instead aroused his fighting spirit. He shook his body, and a long sword condensed by spiritual power appeared in his hand. The sword was engraved with complex plant totems, which was his proud "Grass Sword Technique". He lightly tapped the tip of his sword, and the surrounding vegetation seemed to respond to his call, instantly full of vitality and greenery. A natural force gathered at the tip of the sword, turning into a green sword light, cutting through the sky and heading straight for Taoist Lu Ya.

Seeing this, Taoist Lu Ya smiled with approval. He knew that Yang Ling's move was extraordinary, so he did not hold back. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into a huge golden crow, flapping its wings and flying high, bathing in flames. This was his unique skill "Golden Crow Bathing in Fire".

As the golden crow spread its wings, flames were like tides, colliding with Yang Ling's grass sword technique. The two forces intertwined, bursting out with dazzling light, illuminating the entire sky.

In this fierce battle, Yang Ling and Taoist Lu Ya each displayed their magical powers, and it was difficult to tell who was better. Yang Ling's mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body surged, and he performed one of his most proud secrets - "Fighting Secret".

His body suddenly grew in size, and he exuded a monstrous fighting spirit, as if he had turned into a god of battle. Every punch and kick contained the power of creating the world, making the space tremble.

Facing Yang Ling's almost crazy attack, Lu Ya Taoist was not to be outdone. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he performed the secret method of the void.

In an instant, his figure became ethereal and uncertain, as if he had merged into the void. No matter how fierce Yang Ling's attack was, he could not touch his body.

Lu Ya Taoist shuttled through the void, sometimes appearing behind Yang Ling, sometimes appearing above his head, and launched a counterattack with lightning speed, making Yang Ling unable to defend himself.

As time went on, the fight became more and more intense. Yang Ling and Lu Ya Taoist had already tried their best, and various magical powers and secret methods emerged one after another, turning the entire mountain into a dazzling battlefield.

Yang Ling's unique skills such as Sun True Fire, Divine Night Thunder Method, Grass Sword Technique, Dou Secret, Xing Secret, etc. were used one after another. Each move and each style contained earth-shaking power. Lu Ya Taoist's Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, Weiwo Du Zun Gong, Jin Wu Yu Huo Shu, and Xing Secret were also exquisite. Defense and attack were equally important. The two fought hard.

With a low chant, Lu Ya Taoist made seals with both hands, and the majestic spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into a dazzling light, rushing straight into the sky.

In that light, there was an ancient scroll hidden. On the scroll, thousands of demon gods were drawn, with different shapes and majestic majesty. It was the treasure he had collected for many years - the Ten Thousand Demons Picture.

With Lu Ya Taoist's control, the Ten Thousand Demons Picture slowly unfolded, and waves of demonic energy rushed into the sky, shaking the world. In an instant, the demon gods in the scroll seemed to be given life, breaking free from their shackles, turning into streams of light, and pounced on Yang Ling. Those demon gods either turned into giant dragons, tumbling and roaring; or turned into fierce tigers, roaring in the mountains and forests; or turned into phoenixes, spreading their wings and flying high. They brought destructive power and tried to devour Yang Ling.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Yang Ling was not afraid. His eyes were like torches, his body shook, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, turning into a green sword light, which was his proud "Cao Zi Sword Jue". The sword light drew a beautiful arc in the air, instantly killing the demon gods that rushed over one by one. However, the number of demon gods was so large that it seemed endless. Although Yang Ling killed a group of them, more demon gods came like a tide, making him overwhelmed.

At this critical moment, Yang Ling took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. He formed seals with his hands and performed the "Fighting Secret". His body swelled up, and his whole body exuded a monstrous fighting spirit, as if he had turned into a god of battle. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped, and the power of grass and trees surged out, turning into a series of green vines, entangled and bound the demon gods that rushed over, and at the same time used the power of the Fighting Secret to defeat those demon gods one by one.

However, Taoist Lu Ya did not stop there. Seeing that Yang Ling was able to handle it with ease, he sneered, quickly formed seals with his hands, and once again performed the "Art of the Shifting Stars". In an instant, the entire space seemed to be distorted, and Yang Ling's attack was cleverly directed to the side, while those demon gods took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, putting Yang Ling in a dilemma.

Faced with this sudden change, Yang Ling did not panic. With a thought, his spiritual power surged again, and he performed the "Xingzi Secret".

He flashed and turned into a stream of light, moving freely among the demon gods, as if he had merged into the void. The attacks of those demon gods fell into the air and could not touch his body.

Seeing Yang Ling so cunning, Taoist Lu Ya was secretly angry in his heart. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged out, and he performed the "Five Elements Thunder Method".

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder roared, and thick lightning bolts like heavenly punishment, with destructive power, poured down on Yang Ling. The lightning contained the power of the five elements, which was infinitely powerful, as if it could turn everything in the world into nothingness.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Yang Ling did not retreat. His eyes were like torches, his body shook, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and he once again performed the "Cao Zi Sword Technique". The long sword in his hand turned into a green sword light, colliding with the lightning, bursting out with dazzling light. However, the five elements thunder method was powerful. Although Yang Ling barely resisted the attack, he was also shocked and retreated repeatedly, and his blood was churning.

Seeing this, Lu Ya Taoist was secretly proud in his heart. He knew that Yang Ling was already at a disadvantage, so he performed the "Golden Crow Fire Bathing Technique" again. In an instant, a huge golden crow phantom condensed behind him, flapped its wings and flew high, with flames like a tide, rushing towards Yang Ling. The Golden Crow was bathed in flames, like a god of fire, majestic and fearful.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Yang Ling did not give up. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged again, and he performed one of his most proud secret methods - the ultimate mystery of "Fighting Secret".

His body swelled up, and his body exuded a monstrous fighting spirit and fighting spirit, as if he was in harmony with the heaven and earth, and turned into a god of battle. He waved the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword lightly tapped, and a bright green light instantly cut through the sky and collided with the Golden Crow.

Taoist Lu Ya had a cold face and deep eyes. He slowly raised his hands and flicked his fingertips. 365 star flags instantly appeared around him. Each flag was embroidered with complex star patterns, flashing dazzling light.

Following his low and long spell, billions of stars seemed to be pulled by invisible forces, gathering from all directions, forming a brilliant galaxy, pouring towards Yang Ling with the power of destroying the world.

Facing this overwhelming star attack, Yang Ling did not show any panic. His eyes were like torches, and his figure was upright, like an unyielding god of war. He knew the power of Taoist Lu Ya, but he was not afraid at all.

He made seals with both hands, and the spiritual power in his body surged. An ancient gourd appeared in his hand - the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. The surface of the gourd was engraved with complex runes, exuding a strange breath.

Yang Ling took a deep breath and blew hard at the mouth of the gourd. Suddenly, a stream of scarlet sand gushed out from it. It was the soul-dispersing red sand, which instantly filled the entire sky with a terrifying breath.

The red sands intertwined and evolved in the air, and unexpectedly formed a galaxy, which echoed the star galaxy summoned by Lu Ya Taoist, but was completely different.

This galaxy derived from the soul-scattering red sand was so red that it seemed to be able to swallow everything around it.

The two sides countered each other's moves, and the galaxies collided in the air, erupting with a deafening roar.

The star galaxy controlled by Lu Ya Taoist, each star seemed to contain endless power, they smashed towards Yang Ling frantically, trying to drown him in the sea of ​​stars. Yang Ling controlled the galaxy derived from the soul-scattering red sand, and the red sand seemed to have spirituality, accurately capturing the trajectory of each star and defeating them one by one.

In this fierce battle, the expressions of both sides were extremely solemn. Although Lu Ya Taoist was mysterious and powerful, facing Yang Ling's bravery and wisdom, he had to admit the strength of this young man. His manipulation of the Star Banner became more and more skillful, and the attacks of the Star River became more and more fierce, but Yang Ling was always able to resolve the crisis again and again with his wisdom and magic.

Yang Ling held a long sword and shuttled lightly between the stars. Every time he swung the sword, he could accurately cut off the trajectory of the stars and crush them into dots of starlight.

At the same time, he continued to blow the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, releasing more soul-dispersing red sand to strengthen his defense and attack.

As time went on, the battle between the two sides became more and more intense. The collision between the galaxies was no longer a simple contest of strength, but a contest of magic and wisdom.

In this contest, Yang Ling gradually gained the upper hand.

With his deep understanding of magic and superb manipulation skills, he successfully resolved the offensive of Lu Ya Taoist one by one and gradually approached the opponent.

Lu Ya Taoist, the mysterious immortal giant, waved his hands lightly, and 365 star flags danced like living things. Each flag was embroidered with a brilliant star pattern, flashing a dazzling light. With his low and long spell, billions of stars seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, gathering from all directions, forming a vast and boundless star galaxy, pouring towards Yang Ling with the power of destroying the world.

Facing this overwhelming star attack, Yang Ling did not show any panic. His eyes were like torches, and his figure was upright, like an unyielding god of war. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged. An ancient and mysterious gourd appeared in his hand - the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd. The surface of the gourd was engraved with complex runes, exuding a strange and powerful aura, as if it contained endless power.

Yang Ling raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and blew hard on the mouth of the gourd. Suddenly, a stream of scarlet blood-red gravel gushed out from it, surging like a volcanic eruption. Those soul-dispersing red sands intertwined and evolved in the air, and unexpectedly formed a dazzling galaxy, which echoed the star galaxy summoned by Taoist Lu Ya, but was completely different. This galaxy derived from the soul-dispersing red sand was red and mysterious, as if it could swallow everything around it, releasing a terrifying breath that made people palpitate.

The two sides countered each other's moves, and the galaxies collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar. The stars and galaxies controlled by Taoist Lu Ya, each star seemed to contain endless power, and they smashed towards Yang Ling frantically, trying to drown him in the sea of ​​stars. Yang Ling controlled the galaxies derived from the soul-scattering red sand, and those red sands seemed to have spirituality, accurately capturing the trajectory of each star and crushing them one by one into starlight.

In this thrilling battle, Yang Ling's control skills reached the level of perfection. He held a long sword and shuttled lightly between the galaxies. Every time he swung the sword, he could accurately cut off the trajectory of each star and crush them into nothingness. At the same time, he kept blowing the Nine-Nine Soul-scattering Gourd, releasing more soul-scattering red sand to strengthen his defense and attack. Those red sands surged like a tide, swallowing and disintegrating Taoist Lu Ya's stars and galaxies bit by bit.

As time went on, the battle between the two sides became more and more intense. The collision between the stars is no longer a simple contest of strength, but a contest of magic and wisdom. In this contest, Yang Ling gradually gained the upper hand with his deep understanding of magic and superb control skills. His Soul-scattering Red Sand is like an invisible giant net, trapping Taoist Lu Ya's starry starry river firmly, unable to escape.

Finally, after a shocking collision, the starry starry river summoned by Taoist Lu Ya was completely defeated by Yang Ling's Soul-scattering Red Sand. Those stars seemed to have lost their power, dissipated in the air, and turned into starlight falling on the earth. Yang Ling stood in place, holding the Nine-Nine Soul-scattering Gourd and the long sword, his eyes revealing the pride and confidence of the winner.

In the spectacular scene of the stars shattered and the red sand all over the sky, Yang Ling showed his extraordinary ability to respond and resist, and the fierce confrontation with Taoist Lu Ya reached a new peak.

Taoist Lu Ya, seeing his starry starry river being gradually eroded by Yang Ling's Soul-scattering Red Sand, flashed a trace of anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He waved his hands violently, and the runes on the star banner shone. Suddenly, several bright star beams shot out from the banner, like visitors from outer space, with destructive power, directly hitting Yang Ling's vital points.

Facing this sudden and fierce attack, Yang Ling seemed calm. He moved slightly, like a ghost shuttling between the stars, skillfully avoiding those star beams. At the same time, the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd in his hand once again spewed out scarlet gravel. Those soul-dispersing red sands seemed to have spirituality, automatically gathered into barriers, tightly wrapped Yang Ling in it, and resisted the bombardment of star beams.

Lu Ya Taoist's attack became more and more fierce, and the star beams poured down like raindrops, trying to break through Yang Ling's defense. However, Yang Ling relied on his deep understanding of magic and superb control skills to resolve the crisis again and again. The long sword in his hand swung like lightning, and every swing of the sword could accurately cut off the star beams and crush them into nothingness.

In this thrilling contest, Yang Ling showed his extraordinary coping ability and tenacious fighting spirit. He not only successfully resisted the fierce attack of Lu Ya Taoist, but also gradually found opportunities to counterattack.

He kept blowing the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, releasing more soul-dispersing red sand, and strengthening his defense and attack. Those red sands surged like a tide, swallowing and disintegrating the star beams of Lu Ya Taoist bit by bit.

Yang Ling held the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd and the long sword. Against the backdrop of the starlight, his figure looked taller and more majestic, like a god of war standing between heaven and earth, which was awe-inspiring.

The star flags swayed, releasing thousands of rays of silver light, intertwined with Yang Ling's swaying red sand to form a thrilling picture of the sky. Every collision of light was accompanied by a deafening roar, as if the heaven and earth were shaking, and the whole world was shaken by this powerful force.

On the battlefield, the stars commanded by Taoist Lu Ya cut through the sky like a meteor shower, rushing straight towards Yang Ling with destructive power. Yang Ling, on the other hand, used the long sword as a guide and the soul-dispersing red sand as a shield to construct layers of scarlet protective nets at the critical moment, deflecting the stars' attacks one by one. The air was filled with strong spiritual energy fluctuations, and the figures of the two people flickered in and out among the stars. Every confrontation stirred up ripples, as if the entire universe was shaken by this unprecedented battle.

The star beams and the soul-spreading red sand collided fiercely in the sky, blooming with dazzling light, like the sun and the moon shining together, and like the stars falling. The entire battlefield is rendered to be both majestic and terrifying, making people awe-inspiring. Yang Ling's figure is strong and strong, like a dragon swimming in water, and can move freely among the dense star attacks. Every time he swung his sword with precision, he chopped the stars into tiny bits of light, displaying his extraordinary martial arts and wisdom.

Taoist Lu Ya, on the other hand, looked solemn and kept changing the formation of the star flags, trying to find a breakthrough. The battle has entered a fierce stage, and it seems that only the battle between stars and red sand is left in the sky and earth. Every second is full of tension and excitement, and the spectators all stare with bated breath, for fear of missing any detail.

In this unprecedented battle, the power released by the Star Flags and the Nine-Nine Soul-Scattering Gourd converged in the air, forming brilliant curtains of light. These light curtains are like the most splendid fireworks in the world, but they contain enough energy to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Among the stars, their figures are like two immortal lightnings, shuttling at the edge of light and shadow. Every time the sword light touches the stars, it stirs up a circle of shocking ripples, as if they want to tear the world apart. Come.

The star flags danced in Taoist Lu Ya's hands, like living creatures, releasing thousands of silver lights, trying to trap Yang Ling in this endless maze of stars. However, Yang Ling was not afraid. He held a long sword and was as light as a swallow. He shuttled freely among the stars. Every time he swung his sword, he accurately defeated Taoist Lu Ya's offensive.

The two were fighting inextricably, and it seemed like only their two figures were left flickering in the world. The stars and sword light intertwined together, forming a dazzling and gorgeous picture. The spectators watched with bated breath, for fear of missing any detail. This battle was so shocking.

As time went by, the battle gradually entered a fierce stage. Yang Ling and Taoist Lu Ya exerted their power to the extreme, and every confrontation was accompanied by deafening roars, as if they were going to tear the world apart. However, at this critical moment, Yang Ling suddenly exerted his strength. With a wave of his long sword, a dazzling sword light cut through the sky and went straight to Taoist Lu Ya's vitals.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Lu Ya's expression suddenly changed. He knew that he could no longer withstand this blow. So, he hurriedly cast a spell, turned into a black shadow, and fled into the depths of the sky in embarrassment.

Taoist Ran Deng frowned slightly when he saw Taoist Lu Ya escaping back, but he soon regained his calm expression and asked softly: "Fellow Taoist Lu Ya, is it possible that something happened when you returned from this trip?"

Taoist Lu Ya's face was solemn, but there was a gloomy light in his eyes. He said solemnly: "Fellow Taoist Ran Deng, although I retreat temporarily, I am not retreating. Although Yang Ling is strong, I have secretly collected his aura. Now is the time for me to use the Seven Arrows Book to take his life."

When Taoist Ran Deng heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by deep worry.

He knows very well that the Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head is an ancient secret technique, which is extremely powerful, but also extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the caster may also suffer backlash. Taoist Ran Deng said: "Fellow Taoist Lu Ya, this matter depends entirely on you. If Yang Ling is not eliminated, he will become a big trouble. I hope you can successfully cast a spell to eradicate this evil."

Taoist Lu Ya nodded after hearing this. He turned to Shen Gongbao and ordered: "Shen Gongbao, go quickly and select capable soldiers, build an altar outside the temple, and set up the Tiangang Formation."

Shen Gongbao took the order and left.

Soon, there was a noise in the Xiqi camp.

The busy figures of the soldiers loomed in the clouds and mist. They cut down trees, moved stones, and soon built a majestic altar. Above the altar, the Tiangang array shines brightly, and the runes in the array seem to come alive, flowing with mysterious light, echoing the aura between heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Taoist Lu Ya nodded secretly in his heart.

He knew that once the formation was completed, he would be 70% sure of his spell casting. He turned around and walked into the temple, taking out a bundle of scarecrows and a peach wood arrow from his sleeve. Although the scarecrow and the peach wood arrow look ordinary, they actually contain endless magic power and mystery. Taoist Lu Ya caressed them gently, as if talking to ancient souls.

As night falls, the moonlight is like water, filling the entire Taoist temple. Taoist Lu Ya, holding a scarecrow and a peach wood arrow, slowly walked up to the altar. His figure looked particularly solemn and mysterious under the moonlight.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to step forward, creating a wonderful resonance with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Following Taoist Lu Ya's pace, the runes on the altar began to flash, and the Tiangang Formation also made a low roar. Waves of powerful spiritual energy gathered, shrouding the altar in a mysterious light.

Taoist Lu Ya opened his arms and began to recite ancient mantras. The mantra was obscure and difficult to understand, but it seemed to contain the ultimate truth between heaven and earth. Every word seemed to be of great weight, shocking people's hearts and minds.

As the spell was chanted, the figure of Taoist Lu Ya began to blur, as if he had merged with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. His eyes revealed a kind of determination and faith, as if at this moment, he had lived as long as heaven and earth, and shone as brightly as the sun and the moon.

Under his spell, the straw and the peach wood arrows also began to emit a faint light, as if they were given life.

The atmosphere on the altar became more and more tense, and the Taoist Ran Deng in the temple also clenched his fists and stared at Taoist Lu Ya on the altar. He knew that this spell was not only about their victory or defeat, but also about the safety of the people of the world. He prayed silently, hoping that Taoist Lu Ya could successfully cast the spell and eradicate Yang Ling, the scourge.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and only the low and powerful spell of Taoist Lu Ya remained between heaven and earth. The spell, like an ancient war song, inspired the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and gathered into a powerful force.

Finally, when the last word of the spell fell, Taoist Lu Ya swung the peach wood arrow in his hand violently. The arrow cut through the night sky like lightning, carrying endless magic power and curses, and flew into the night sky.