Chapter One Hundred: The Enemy Flees, Meng Ling's Cultivation Begins

  Before Kaka and others had discussed halfway, at this time, a rumbling sound came from the cave not far away from the crowd.

  "They've already arrived, and I didn't even notice. Who would have thought they'd use chakra to melt the ice on the rails? That's a good method. It seems we don't have time to come up with a battle plan, so let's just take action." Meng Ling looked at the now fully visible rails and said, then flashed forward to the front of the cave, placing her hands on the ground.

  "I wonder if their train can shatter the thousand-year-old ice prison formed at absolute zero."

  As soon as Meng Ling's voice fell, dozens of huge ice pillars suddenly burst out from under the ice surface and sealed the entrance of the cave. Then a bright light appeared, which should be the train arriving here.

  "If I've come this far, then I should leave too." With that, Meng Leng flashed away from the original location, and in the next moment, only to see the ice pillar set up by Meng Leng slowly moving away from its original position. Immediately after, the train safely passed under the obstacle set up by Meng Leng.

  "I'm so stupid, everyone else is a master of ice escape techniques, and I actually used ice to fight them, it's like hitting my own foot with a rock." Meng Ling said with some helplessness. But immediately, she had a new method, and secretly smiled in her heart: "If that's the case, then let's use fire instead - Shadow Clone Technique." As soon as she thought of this, Meng Ling directly split into two shadow clones, and all three Meng Lings simultaneously activated the power of the Elemental Fruit.

  "Fist of Fire."

  "Kamikaze."

  "Fusion Technique - Fire Dragon Roll." Two of Mu Leng's clones simultaneously used fire and wind abilities, a massive flame dragon charging towards the speeding train. However, Mu Leng himself appeared in the sky, his hands shaking constantly as all the air around him began to gather and compress...

  At that moment, the flame dragon also made an intimate contact with the train, and the train suddenly lost half of its length.

  "Who exactly is it?" Feng Hua shouted angrily.

  "Who is it? This question is worth discussing, ten years ago I was quite depressed in that war, this time I must come back well - Bear's Shockwave." Meng Ling's main body sneered and the compressed air mass in his hand immediately shot onto the train.

  "Everyone get off the train immediately!" Feng Hua shouted angrily after jumping off the train, but the next moment...

  "Boom..."

  Only to see the dream of Ling's bear impact wave instantly jumped into the flames, the next moment, the burning flame exploded like a bomb. And the train also turned into a wisp of flying ash in an instant, and the wind flower was blown away by the shockwave brought by the explosion.

  "This is only a fraction of my power, just enough to let you feel the pain Snow has endured all these years. Next, enjoy your hellish trial - Toxic Dragon." Meng Ling transformed his body and immediately used Ma Zhe Leng's signature move - Toxic Dragon, which was a divine technique for tormenting people, and naturally, Meng Ling chose this move first.

  Back to Meng Ling's side, while the poisonous dragon was roaring and attacking Feng Hua Xue Xue, Feng Hua Nu Tao also used his own ultimate skill - Ice Escape, Black Dragon Blizzard. Causing it to collide with Meng Ling's poisonous dragon.

  "Dragon? Haha, then let's see whose dragon is more powerful, your black dragon or my poisonous dragon." As she spoke, Meng Leng coldly smiled and suddenly several more poisonous dragons appeared behind her, charging towards Feng Hua Nu Tao.

  "Hyōton: Twin Dragon Blizzard." Seeing Mūrin's technique coming in fiercely, Fūka also used her ultimate ninja art, and instantly a soaring black dragon vortex countered Mūrin's Poison Dragon.

  "The Poison Dragon's move is powerful, but it seems that my skills are still a bit inadequate against ice-based ninjutsu. Well then... Venomous Giant Soldier, Hell's Judgment." As soon as Mei Ling's voice fell, the blue-purple poison liquid on her body immediately turned into a blood-red color, and behind her, a demon made of red poisonous liquid appeared.

  "What's that?" Feng Hua asked in shock and astonishment.

  "In the judgment of hell, if you get even a little bit of the poisonous liquid on you, then you're done." Meng Ling said coldly, and upon hearing Meng Ling's ominous laughter, Feng Hua couldn't help but shiver with fear.

  "Why are you risking your life for that little girl Xiaoxue? Is it because of the mission? If so, I can pay you a higher reward." Feng Hua Nu Tao said nervously after seeing Meng Leng's extraordinary abilities.

  "Wealth, something that you can't bring with you when you're born and can't take away when you die. I'm not lacking it now, let alone the wealth of someone as despicable as you who isn't even worthy to be human. So, go to hell - this is what a real judgment in hell looks like." Originally, Meng Ling still wanted to teach this evil person a lesson, but now she decided to make him experience the true meaning of hell's judgment immediately.

  "No..." As Meng's voice fell, the huge demon made of toxic liquid behind her slapped down with a palm. Feng Hua was also submerged in the intense poison.

  "Hehe, it's settled." Meng Ling looked at Feng Huaxue who had already fallen into the poisonous liquid and then clapped her hands to dispel the giant poisonous soldier behind her.

  "Although the trick I used this time was quite ruthless, but for someone like you, it seems to be a case of 'small magic versus big magic'. You destroyed someone else's family just for a treasure that doesn't live up to its name?" Meng Ling said coldly, but at this moment...

  "Bang......" Feng Hua's enraged torrent, which was hit by Meng Ying's poisonous liquid, suddenly turned into a cloud of smoke. Immediately afterwards, a hard ice chunk appeared from behind the white fog.

  "Ice Escape - Substitute Technique? It seems that this Feng Hua Xue is not a simple person after all. I underestimated him." Meng Ling's divine sense immediately expanded, and in an instant, he found the location of Feng Hua Nuotuo, but at this time, Feng Hua Nuotuo was... on a flying boat in the sky.

  At the same time, Meng Ling surprisingly found that Little Snow Princess had also been caught by Feng Hua Nu Tao, and Ming Ren chased after them.

  "Kakashi-sensei, what's the situation here?" Mugen asked directly after instantly transporting himself to Kakashi's side using the Eight Trigrams Mirror.

  "I don't know, but Princess Snow has already been taken away. Although Naruto has followed after her, but... I'm afraid he's no match for the Snow Ninja." Kakashi said.

  "Don't worry, the hexagonal crystal is still with Kakashi-sensei for now, I'm aware of that. So as hostages, they are absolutely safe for now. Let's discuss tonight's plan carefully." said Mu Lin with a smile.

  "What action? What are you talking about?" Sakura and Sasuke asked as they rushed over.

  "Kidnapped." After saying just two words, Meng Ling directly looked at the airship that had already gone far away.

  "It seems that this time, Naruto may have to suffer a bit. But this is also a kind of tempering, sigh...". Meng Ling sighed and returned to the snowy motorcycle, sat down and began her own cultivation.

  ————I am that gorgeous dividing line————

  In Meng Ling's spiritual world, in front of the worship tower. Two angels are playing... chess.

  "Carmel, you lose, General!!!" Sally laughed and then pressed a black horse onto Carmel's camp.

  "No, you lost." Karmel calmly pointed to the cannon that was already standing in the middle of the palace, slowly picked it up and captured Sally's general.

  "Aww, forget it, forget it. This game that Dreaming told us about, every time we get to the last step I always lose, it's not fun." Sally said.

  "Really? Then would you like me to tell you another game?" Just then, Meng Ling's voice rang out.

  "Oh, it's Meng Ling sister! How come you seem to have less time to come here these past few days? Has something happened?" Sally asked, running over and hugging Meng Ling's slender body.

  "Never mind, never mind, just forget it, sister. Just teach me and that's enough. I'm really not used to this word 'sister'." Meng Ling said helplessly.

  "Oh, right! You were going to tell us about a great game, what is it?" Sally asked.

  "It's very simple, that is - kick the shuttlecock!" Meng Ling said with a smile. In her hand, there was an extra rubber ball with three feathers inserted. In Meng Ling's spiritual world, everything was under her control, and it wasn't too difficult to conjure up a small shuttlecock.

  "How does this thing work?" Sally asked.

  "Playing shuttlecock, as the name suggests, only allows the use of feet and prohibits the use of hands. Moreover, the shuttlecock cannot touch the ground. Although I know this is not too difficult for us cultivators, I've added a very challenging project." As she spoke, Meng Ling pointed with her right hand, and in front of the ancestral temple, a high platform appeared, with a tall pillar rising into the clouds on top of it. At the top of the pillar was a small opening that could probably only fit two shuttlecocks.

  "What's going on?" Sally asked.

  "It's very simple, you and Sister Kamel will compete for this shuttlecock, then kick it into that hole. Since the shuttlecock is not a simple ball-shaped object, it's hard to control its direction. This exercise should be suitable for both of you." After smiling, Meng Ling was about to enter the Offering Tower to cultivate.

  "Hold on, Meng Ling is going to challenge the final level today, right?" Karmel asked coldly.

  "What's wrong?" Meng Ling asked.

  "Is that so? Well, if you succeed, I'll tell you a secret..." Karmel said, and then went straight back to Sally's side. After saying something coldly to Sally, he started playing shuttlecock with her.

  "Alas!" And Meng Ling could only shake her head before directly entering the Offering Tower to begin her cultivation...