The alchemy room was silent, and Daoling''s eyes flickered cold. With the deepening of the cold, the temperature of the air was rapidly decreasing, and the cold light that emerged made people tremble.


    Many difficulties were solved today, but Daoling couldn''t let go. He didn''t expect to encounter such a tragic thing.


    After a long silence, he finally muttered to himself, "stole my origin, which made our family unable to reunite. I''ll come to you sooner or later."


    His fist was slowly clenched, and Daoling''s eyes flashed with unprecedented persistence and unprecedented pressure!


    Emperor Wu is terrible. He is different from Daoling. Daoling originally had a good home, but because of that upheaval, he has not even seen his mother so far, and even the picture in his memory is blurred.


    Although Daoling doesn''t know much about the world, he vaguely knows that the forces of Wu Dian are very terrible. They can move unimaginable resources to cultivate Emperor Wu, let alone get the origin of Daoling as powerful as a tiger. This person will go far, and may also suppress the whole mysterious region.


    However, Daoling''s belief in martial arts is also unparalleled today. He firmly believes that he will ascend to the top of martial arts!


    This is his belief in martial arts. He is not afraid of anyone and respects his own body!


    If you don''t even have this belief, why do you still practice martial arts?


    A warrior would rather bend than break than bend!


    If you press him that day, he will break it!


    "Emperor Wu." Daoling stood up, his eyes returned to normal, but with a fierce sense of war. He shook his fist and said, "I have lost my origin, but I can still stand at a very high level in the forging realm. People in the martial arts hall can''t think of it. Maybe they think I''m dead."


    "The primitive holy body is not because the origin is terrible, but because of the potential of this Constitution!" His eyes flickered brightly, just like two Obsidian days, and he shouted: "although my origin is gone, I can still cultivate to this level. One day, I will make you pay the price!"


    These days, he felt that there was a mysterious energy hidden in his body, but it was difficult to wake up. Daoling now knew that this was the origin, but there was very little left, and it needed some special means to recover.


    Daoling often sleeps over the years. Now he understands that this is the source of automatic recovery, but it is very difficult to recover to the intensity of his source of more than one year old.


    "With the help of my origin, you occupy the first place in the forging realm. I also want to see who is stronger in this realm!" A cold light flashed in Daoling''s eyes. He had an impulse to go to Xiaowu Daobei to suppress Emperor Wu!


    Emperor Wu is very strong. Daoling has never looked down on him. He backs on the Wu Temple and is named Emperor Wu. It can be seen how much hope the Wu Temple gives him, and the resources he moves will be unimaginable to the world.


    You know, at the age of ten, he can top the Xiaowu road monument. At that age, many people haven''t started practicing, but he has been too far ahead of his peers, and his start is too early.


    Daoling knew that his current strength was too far behind him. How long did he practice? Only two months!


    And Emperor Wu occupies such a large resource that all kinds of treasures are inexhaustible. In the forging realm, he doesn''t know how many ancient scriptures and Taoist books to study. His accumulation is incomparable. Once he enters the realm of Yunling, he will soar!


    This is an unprecedented enemy of life and death!


    Daoling now wants to know many things, such as where is her mother now, where was Ling Yan at the beginning, and how the Dao clan is now.


    He got up and walked outside, looking at the blue sky, and his restless heart gradually calmed down.


    His experience at the age of one made him know that the world was cruel, and that talent against heaven was not a good thing, which would cause jealousy of other families.


    After staying in place for a long time, Daoling was preparing slowly. Now it was on the wind, and Qingzhou City gathered many strong people. He was ready to go to wudaobei later to check what level he reached in the forging state.


    He is not a reckless man. He will not push himself into danger for the sake of a moment. He has a lot of things to accomplish in the future.


    "Go to the Sutra Pavilion. I need magic!" Daoling clenched his fist, and the ''Yin'' and ''Yang'' palms could not easily leak out, otherwise there would be great disaster. Moreover, his accumulation was too weak, and he needed to cultivate various magical powers to hone his body.


    For the first time, Daoling was so eager for strength. He wanted to become stronger and prove himself!


    As he walked towards the Sutra Pavilion, several unexpected guests came across.


    Wang Ya''s face was "color", "Yin" and "sunny". She didn''t expect that Daoling was so valued by the deacon of Jubao Pavilion, which made her very panic. Now the teenager is no longer a teenager who can be bullied by her.


    When this matter reached Wang Junyi''s ears, he was also shocked and uncertain, ready to test what big people he had recently won, and Lanjing was sure to win.


    With his hands on his back, Wang Junyi glanced at Daoling with cold eyes and said coldly, "we meet again."


    Dao Ling glanced at them, and finally his eyes fell on Wang Ya, saying, "you are really ''Yin'' whose soul doesn''t disperse. I don''t go to you, but you start to look for me."


    Hearing this, Wang Ya''s face was ugly, but she didn''t dare to refute. Daoling''s current position frightened her.


    Wang Junyi frowned. He didn''t even look at himself. What did he mean? Ignore me?


    "Some people always think that they are favored by others and get some luck, so they think that they are climbing the dragon and supporting the Phoenix, but the end of these people is often very miserable." He said coldly, "do you think you, a little pariah, are qualified to fight me?"


    "Some people are always self righteous and feel how great their identity is, but these arrogant people often die miserably." Dao Ling glanced sideways at him and sneered.


    "Bastard!" Wang Junyi''s fist clenched instantly. His face was extremely blue, and he shouted, "you bastard, no matter who is standing behind you, you will die today!"


    "''bastard '', don''t kneel down and apologize quickly, otherwise no one can save you." A few days ago, the two people who were violently beaten and looted by Daoling also followed.


    "Last time I was beaten enough of you, and now I''m giving you money?" Daoling''s eyes patrolled them and sneered.


    "You..." Wang Fei trembled with anger, pointing to Daoling and roaring, "young Lord, this man really doesn''t know the greatness of heaven and earth, so he should be beheaded!"


    "That''s right. Do you think I dare not kill you?" Wang Junyi''s God ''color'' is cold and heartless, and moves his heart to kill.


    "Your nonsense is too much." Daoling took a deep breath and felt that it should be good to find someone to vent now. His steps began to move forward.


    "How brave!" Wang Junyi''s eyes burst into a cold light, and the other party even took the initiative to ''stimulate'' his inner anger, his whole body showed ferocious'' waves'', and the trees around the roll mat shook.


    His fist was suddenly clenched, and he stirred the ''essence'' of the four sides. When he punched it out, he flew out with a punch print, which was filled with a strong ''wave'' movement, and it was easy to crack the boulder.


    Wang Junyi still needs three small realms to fight to the peak of Yunling. He is only 20 years old now and will achieve great success in the future.


    In Yunling realm, many people are in a small realm for more than half a year, even genius is no exception, because it requires too much energy to enhance strength, unless there are some natural materials and earth treasures to quickly improve their cultivation.


    Daoling''s body was filled with gusts of vigorous wind, and his black hair and long hair danced. His eyes were Gu ''Bo'' not surprised. Looking at the strength of the fight, he raised his fist to smash the fist seal, flew sideways, and hit Wang Junyi''s'' chest ''chamber.


    Wang Junyi''s fist posture became more and more terrible. The fist print was like a hill. The earth shook and split, and he blasted at the killing fist.


    "Open it for me!" The Taoist mausoleum roared, and his body burst into the haze, and his blood flowed. Rolling the world, big stones exploded, blasting away the illusory mountain and smashing into his chest,


    "What?" Wang Junyi was startled, his face ''color'' was startled, and he quickly offered a battle spear.


    However, Daoling''s speed was faster, like a flash of lightning, the eagle hit the sky, and the soles of his feet suddenly stamped behind him. His one arm shook, and his divine power rolled wildly, and his fist hit his back.


    There was a sound of bone cracking. Wang Junyi opened his mouth and spit out a big mouthful of blood. He was beaten and flew out, and the spear in his hand came out of his hand.


    "Not good." Wang feibai''s face ''color'' changed greatly, and his steps were retreating. This man was so terrible that Wang Junyi was like a little ''chicken'' in front of him, and it was solved in two or three times.


    "Get out of here!" Daoling''s sleeve robe shook, and the golden ''color'' runes were all over the sky, like a golden ''color'' River gushing, hitting Wang Fei and Bai, and their footsteps also came to Wang Ya.


    "Don''t kill me." Wang Ya''s hands and feet were cold with fear. She turned around and ran away, screaming repeatedly: "kill, help."


    Dao Ling''s slender palm stretched out and held Wang Ya''s collar. The Golden Palm slapped on her pretty face.


    "Poof..." Wang Ya was beaten away, her cheeks were bleeding, her teeth were falling off, and half of her face quickly swelled into a pig''s head, lying on the ground shaking.


    Wang Junyi saw this scene when he calmed down. He turned around and ran away. He really couldn''t figure out how this man could become so strong.


    How could Daoling let him go? He caught Wang Junyi again. Looking at the frightened face of the latter, Daoling snorted coldly, then ''touched'' him for a while, found a leather bag and threw him away.


    "Damn!" Wang Junyi roared in his heart. Although the things in the animal leather bag are not precious, they were sent out like this. How could he be reconciled and roared in his heart: "I will never spare you, you ''bastard'', wait for me!"


    Dao Ling took a deep breath and vented a few times. He felt much better in his heart, but his heart was still holding a force. Maybe this was pressure.


    "Onemillion gold coins." He was surprised by the contents of the animal skin bag. He put it away and went to the Sutra Pavilion. Now he is short of everything, money, magic powers and treasures.


    From the beginning to the end, Daoling didn''t look at Wang Ya. She gasped for breath and poured out endless regret. If she had maintained a relationship with Daoling at the beginning, would it be the current situation? Unfortunately, everything is late.