Chapter 146: Ning, Sun vs. Qi Bai

Qi Bai urged his spells, ghost souls danced, and cold air raged.

The array patterns were penetrated by countless ghosts and quickly dissipated.

Qi Bai no longer restrained himself, his long hair dancing, his clothes fluttering, and his Jin Dan aura overflowing everywhere.

"If it were the center of the Immortal City Array, I might not be able to turn the tables."

"But here, it's just the edges and corners of the magic array, and you are merely drawing part of the power of the city-protecting array by building auxiliary arrays."

"How can you stop me!"

Qi Bai flicked his sleeve, waving a miserable ghost wind, the howling sound piercing people’s eardrums, killing toward the Disheveled Guest and Sun Lingtong.

Ning Zhuo controlled the Cang Iron Han Armor, carrying the still unconscious Sun Lingtong, without a trace of fear.

"Qi Bai, you want to kill us, it’s still too early."

"If you have the guts, follow us!"

The next moment, Ning Zhuo patted the wall, triggering the hidden teleportation array.

He and Sun Lingtong teleported instantly and disappeared.

Qi Bai roared in anger, immediately stopping his hand, but still allowed the ghost wind to destroy most of the teleportation array.

He immediately flew to the teleportation array, identified the array, recognized the array materials, and then cast a spell.

"Setting up a private teleportation array in the gaps of the Immortal City Array, there is simply not much room for teleportation."

"Found it!"

"Heh, you think you can shake me off by relying on a few teleportation arrays?"

"Today I will kill you!"

Ning Zhuo and Sun Lingtong entered another underground base.

Spell—Soul Travel Thousand Miles.

Qi Bai chased after them in just over a dozen breaths.

Such speed brought Ning Zhuo intense pressure.

Jin Dan cultivators often crush Foundation Establishment cultivators in combat power. Qi Bai is even more unusual than a normal Jin Dan; he comes from the Soul-Devouring Sect, possesses top-tier talent, and is a true disciple of the Soul-Devouring Sect.

This means he is absolutely an elite among Jin Dan!

Ning Zhuo continued to trigger the Immortal City Array to temporarily block Qi Bai.

Qi Bai cast spells, wearing down the array patterns, sneering: "Very good, Disheveled Guest, I want to see how many holes you, this mouse, have dug in Fire Persimmon Immortal City, and how many nests you have built!"

"I tell you the truth, I have planted a mark on Sun Lingtong. As long as you carry him, you will definitely be found by me."

"Hehehe, in fact, as long as you have long-term contact with Sun Lingtong, the power of the mark will also cover you."

"If you abandon him now, perhaps I won't be able to find you."

"Once the mark is planted, you will also be sensed by me at all times, and I will hunt you down until you are tortured to death by me!"

Qi Bai was full of killing intent; he didn't know why he was so angry, so furious.

He looked forward to it, looking forward to Ning Zhuo abandoning Sun Lingtong to save himself.

But Ning Zhuo never did so.

He gritted his teeth in secret and took Sun Lingtong to teleport away again.

"Ah!" Qi Bai roared at the sky, feeling like he was driven mad by Ning Zhuo.

Boom, boom, boom!

One underground base after another was overturned by Qi Bai.

Such a huge commotion had long been detected by the City Lord’s Mansion and reported to Fei Si.

Fei Si hurriedly sent a flying letter to report to Meng Kui.

Meng Kui sat on a prayer mat, hiding in heavy clouds and smoke. Hearing the report, he couldn't help but smile, and the two walnuts turning in his palm became smoother.

"A new Jin Dan cultivator?"

"Ghostly, it seems to be the Soul-Devouring Sect’s cultivation technique."

"Could he be the Black Shadow Demon Cultivator?"

"Oh, and many underground bases exposed, all using the gaps between the Immortal City Array?"

Meng Kui was curious and wanted to know what monsters and ghosts were still hidden in the vast Fire Persimmon Immortal City.

He was in a happy mood, sitting on the top of the mountain, watching the changes in the wind and clouds, others fighting and killing, while he was leisurely and calm.

Of course, Meng Kui’s main attention had always been on the Lava Immortal Palace and had never changed.

The battle at the Lava Immortal Palace was in full swing.

Countless crimson flame monsters fell under the array, under the magic treasure, and under various mechanical creations.

The monsters were endless; they rushed into the range of the Immortal Palace array, destroying the first and second lines of defense, and even the third line of defense was in jeopardy.

This made the Ning family ancestor frown: "The offensive of the crimson flame monsters is so terrifying. No wonder the Lava Immortal Palace will gradually float up and gradually be unable to suppress Fire Persimmon Mountain."

He mingled in the third line of defense, killing crimson flame monsters while looking left and right, exploring the secrets in the Lava Immortal Palace.

"If the Lava Immortal Palace is breached, even if one building is submerged by monsters, my opportunity will come!" The Ning family ancestor was not in a hurry; he was patiently waiting for the opportunity.

And dozens of miles outside Fire Persimmon Mountain, Zhu Xuanji’s eyes shot out golden light, casting spells, looking at the top of Fire Persimmon Mountain.

His gaze penetrated the heavy clouds and smoke, seeing the situation on the battlefield of the Lava Immortal Palace clearly.

"The Lava Immortal Palace is much weaker than I thought."

"What's wrong with the Palace Spirit Dragon Turtle Fire Spirit? In many places on the defense line, according to its ability, it should have been able to do better."

"Is it that in the long process of suppression, it has also suffered irreparable damage?"

Zhu Xuanji guessed in his heart.

"Meng Kui..." Finally, he fixed his gaze on the Nascent Soul cultivator hidden in the clouds and smoke.

"You cast the 'Sit on the Mountain and Watch' divine ability, which is the main reason why the Lava Immortal Palace is under mass attack by monsters."

"Once the Immortal Palace is breached by monsters, you, Meng Kui, cannot shirk the blame!"

"You only have two 'Affair-Outside Peach Fate Kernels'; I hope you don't play yourself out."

Zhu Xuanji came from the Divine Catcher Division and was also a member of the South Bean Kingdom royal family, knowing a lot of information about Meng Kui.

He received a personal reminder from the King to focus on Meng Kui’s 'Sit on the Mountain and Watch' divine ability.

Zhu Xuanji knew: although the 'Sit on the Mountain and Watch' divine ability has powerful and mysterious effects, it also has drawbacks.

That is, once this method is cast, Meng Kui must sit on the mountain without moving and cannot go down until the luck field dissipates.

Otherwise, the backlash he suffers will be quite terrifying.

Not only will his physical body, soul, etc., be injured, his luck will also be at its lowest point and will last for a long time.

Meng Kui certainly knew this, so he specifically selected immortal materials and invited master craftsmen at a high price to specially create a pair of 'Affair-Outside Peach Fate Kernels' for him.

Only by relying on these two peach kernels can he directly intervene in the people or objects in the luck field.

Once the peach kernel is thrown out, it is extremely powerful, and the first power it brings is a must-hit!

Besides this, there are other mysteries that even the royal family cannot probe.

This is Meng Kui’s core method, and the number of times it is used is not many, so it is naturally kept secret by him with all his might.

Spell—Ghost Shadows Everywhere!

Countless ghost shadows circled and danced around Qi Bai, quickly wearing down the array patterns.

Ning Zhuo triggered the teleportation array and disappeared from the spot.

Qi Bai sensed Sun Lingtong’s position, which was no longer underground, but had returned to the surface.

He laughed wildly, his face ferocious: "More than a dozen underground bases, count you as having managed them well!"

"What about now?"

"What do you have to stop me!"

Boom!

The next moment, the underground base erupted with terrifying flames, instantly submerging Qi Bai.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Ning Zhuo panted heavily.

He abandoned more than a dozen underground bases in succession, constantly teleporting and retreating, paralyzing Qi Bai, just for this final blow.

"Boss Sun, this location is good. It is located deep in Fire Persimmon Mountain, and the surrounding arrays can also be used to construct a trap." When Ning Zhuo first discovered it, he was quite excited and stated his vision.

Sun Lingtong nodded in agreement, while his expression was also a bit strange: "Little Zhuo, you seem to have become obsessed with explosions recently."

Ning Zhuo nodded: "When it explodes, it is very beautiful."

"I like explosions!"

"No matter what the exploded thing is, they will all burst into their most brilliant and gorgeous appearance in an instant."

"And the venting of this terrifying power in an instant is the repression they have accumulated countless times in silence."

"It may only be for an instant, and after the explosion, they are unrecognizable, or even completely vanished."

"But they are worth it!"

Sun Lingtong couldn't help but grind his teeth.

In recent years, he found that Ning Zhuo had grown up, and his thinking had become dangerous. Many times, he didn't know how to persuade him, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

After pondering for a moment, Sun Lingtong said: "Little Zhuo, actually life is very long, there is no need to live too repressed, and there is no need to pursue a moment of brilliance."

"We cultivators practice, seeking longevity, and even eternal existence, right?"

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Boss, I understand. As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood."

Sun Lingtong nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you have been smart since you were a child, be rational, be calm, and make the right choices!"

"Ning Zhuo, you idiot!" Sun Lingtong transmitted his voice to Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo was pleasantly surprised: "Boss, you finally woke up!"

Sun Lingtong was very weak: "Get out! Qi Bai is not an ordinary Jin Dan; he must have planted a mark on me. And you still ran over!"

"Don't forget, we have an agreement."

Ning Zhuo smiled suddenly: "It's too late, Boss, he's here."

Qi Bai appeared again, disheveled.

Compared to before, he was indeed a bit dusty.

Ning Zhuo’s heart sank, and he said in the tone of the Disheveled Guest: "I didn't expect that such an explosion wouldn't even hurt you. Blind Judge, you are worthy of being a strong person who has made a name for yourself."

Qi Bai’s Adam’s apple rolled, making a hoarse mocking sound: "Only now realizing the gap between us, you are really old and confused."

"Don't expect these flattering words to be able to plead for mercy, die for me!"

As soon as the words fell, ghost souls danced, covering the sky and the earth.

Ning Zhuo took a deep breath, stepped on the ground, and instantly countless mechanical Thunder-Silence Birds flew out of the surrounding houses!

The thunderbirds self-destructed, consuming the ghost army violently.

For a time, thunder flashed, ghosts howled, and the killing was evenly matched.

Qi Bai sneered, standing high in the sky without moving.

Suddenly, a one-horned ghost general appeared behind Ning Zhuo, waving a ghost-head broadsword and cutting across.

"When did it sneak over?!" Ning Zhuo was caught off guard and had to turn around to block with his left arm.

The moment the broadsword slashed onto his left arm, a silver light shield flashed on the mechanical left arm of the Cang Iron Han Armor.

The light shield shattered in an instant, but it also bought Ning Zhuo the most critical time.