Zhang Ling was excited by the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, but worried that all the released demons and ghosts would affect the monks present.
However, if something went wrong, he would immediately escape. After all, no matter how good the treasure was, it was not as important as his own life.
But at this moment, he had just swallowed a drop of millennium spiritual liquid, and the spiritual power in his body had recovered to its peak in these short few breaths. He was also very envious of the treasures sealed in the white jade tower. If he had the opportunity to take one more treasure, his strength would increase greatly.
After all, the treasures in the White Jade Tower were extraordinary.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Ling was both uneasy and excited.
At this time, the gray-robed old man with the highest cultivation among the four major families had approached the White Tower.
Without saying a word, he flicked his hand, and two scarlet firebirds rushed out instantly, attacking the Yin Wind Old Monster.
It seemed that he wanted to interrupt the Yin Wind Old Monster from obtaining the White Jade Tower.
At this time, the Yin Wind Old Ghost's action of collecting the White Jade Tower was at a critical juncture, and his face instantly darkened. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of black mist. A flash of light appeared in the black mist, and a white skeleton rod appeared in his hand.
The Yin Wind Old Monster then spewed out several streams of essence and hit the white bone rod, and the white bone rod was instantly dyed pitch black. Then, the bone rod danced like a wheel, and the skulls on it opened their mouths wide, shooting out black beams.
The black beams gathered together and dyed half of the sky pitch black. The two firebirds attacked by the gray-haired old man disappeared into it like a fish entering the sea, without causing the slightest wave, and were swallowed by a large black beam.
Then, gusts of Yin wind swept out from the black light, and semi-transparent gray Yin ghosts floated out. These Yin souls were male and female, old and young, and their figures were extremely blurred, like pieces of tattered cloth floating in the sky.
However, the Yin and evil aura they exuded was extremely strong, and there were hundreds of them. For a time, they filled the entire sky, making people's scalps tingle.
Countless Yin ghosts, like Yin soldiers passing through the border, charged at the gray-haired old man and the other three family heads behind him with团团of Yin wind.
"Looking for death."
The gray-haired old man's face sank when he saw this. He patted the back of his head, and a Ruyi-style magic weapon was sprayed out of his mouth.
The Ruyi was only a foot in size, but it was completely red. As soon as it came out, it was surrounded by circles of flame patterns, forming a dense mass of light in front of it.
These auras quickly compressed and condensed together, transforming into thick red fire clouds.
The gray-haired old man activated the magic formula in his hand, and a series of fire clouds floated around him like gusts of breeze.
Then, Yin ghosts with strong Yin and cold air crashed into these fire clouds, and there was a burst of muffled sound.
For a time, two colors appeared in the air, and fire and Yin wind intertwined. Half was fiery red and half was pitch black.
"Give me up."
At this moment, the Yin Wind Old Monster suddenly laughed wildly. After a loud bang, the White Jade Tower was directly pulled away from the ground and turned into a ball of white light.
The Yin Wind Old Monster stomped his feet excitedly, and his figure flashed and grabbed the white light. His speed was very fast, and he grabbed the white light in an instant.
But before he had time to carefully examine the white light in his hand, there was a burst of tiny cracking sounds from the white light. The sound was very small, but the Yin Wind Old Monster was a solid Golden Core late stage cultivator, and his divine sense was strong, so he immediately noticed something was wrong.
But he still held the white light in his hand tightly and did not let go. This moment of delay determined the fate of this person.
In Zhang Ling's eyes, the white light ball in the Yin Wind Old Monster's hand suddenly grew dozens of times larger, as if it was inflated.
Then, with a loud bang, a powerful wind pressure formed by spiritual energy swept around, and he also heard the screams of the Yin Wind Old Monster. A glance revealed that the Yin Wind Old Monster was blown away, and his life and death were unknown.
Under this strong spiritual pressure, the three Xuan Ling Shields outside Zhang Ling's body were also buzzing. This scene scared him into a cold sweat.
Zhang Ling then calmed his mind and came back to his senses, but his eyes were bright, and he could see the surrounding environment clearly. This powerful spiritual fluctuation swept through this hundreds of feet of space, and even the floating blood-red ghost mist was completely wiped out.
Looking at the white light in the air at this moment, the light ball was in the shape of a sphere, seven or eight feet in size, and it was still constantly expanding.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but be shocked and mustered up twelve points of energy. The spiritual power in his body surged, and he reinforced the three Xuan Ling Shields suspended outside his body.
As the white light ball continued to grow, he also felt several powerful pressures coming from it.
The white light ball was like a giant bird egg, with black marks cracking on it, and pieces of white jade fell off.
These jade pieces seemed to be the same material as the previous White Jade Tower. It was not difficult to guess that they were transformed from the White Jade Tower. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Ling's eyes were attracted by the aura in the light ball.
These auras shone on each other, forming a brilliant and colorful color, making people feel a little dazed.
More than a dozen groups of auras of different colors were flying quickly inside, and each group of light was full of spirituality, exuding different spiritual pressures. The things inside were extraordinary, and they were treasures that could arouse the deepest greed in monks' hearts.
Zhang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the treasures in the aura through the light.
There were many kinds of these treasures.
There were short knives with dense patterns, long swords as thin as cicada wings, jade pendants emitting colored light, black flags, millstone-sized stones, and a stone pillar engraved with golden dragon patterns.
He had roughly looked at these treasures before, and had also selected the small purple-red clock.
At this moment, these treasures were dancing quickly, but when they touched the white light wall outside, they were bounced away, and they did not seem to have escaped the seal restriction.
At this moment, Zhang Ling saw a red light hand, about ten feet in size, probing down from the sky and grabbing four groups of aura in an instant. Then, the big hand turned into a red light and shrank back all of a sudden.
Then, a green light and a golden light flashed around the white light wall, and they also pulled out a few groups of light from it.
These things happened in an instant, but Zhang Ling saw them clearly.
The red light hand was the means used by the gray-haired old man. This old man broke away from the Yin ghosts released by the Yin Wind Old Monster in these short few breaths.
The green light and golden light behind were the withered wood monk and the beautiful woman from the four major families. These two were both Golden Core mid-stage cultivators and reacted quickly, and they also grabbed a few treasures each.
Zhang Ling did not take action to snatch these auras, and the only one who did not move like him was Tu Fei not far away.
