Thirty miles outside Tianyong City, there are all strong people standing high in the air, staring at the entrance of the underground imperial mausoleum. I''m looking forward to the treasures here.
"Look, the smell of the avenue is gone, and there is nothing left!" A strong man roared and rushed directly.
This scene made the strong men in the audience instantly move, frantically rushing to the underground imperial mausoleum to get the emperor''s treasure.
In the underground palace, it can be said that blood flowed into a river, and those who were slightly poor in practice were basically shattered, and blood flowed down.
"What is this?" The blonde and three eyed people were very scared. Its waist was bending, and it was almost suppressed on the ground.
It directly sacrificed a treasure to resist the pressure around frantically. Many wizards around here have great origins, and all of them sacrificed treasures to resist the pressure around.
"Daoling, come quickly!" Big black roared, and it offered a stone flag, but the stone flag was shaking, because the pressure around was getting stronger and stronger, and big black was a little unable to carry it.
Among them, many people''s treasures collapsed and * * was crushed!
Daoling walked over under terrifying pressure and hurriedly said, "hurry up, join hands to urge my broken sword to resist the pressure around!"
Since the sixth section of this broken sword was completed, it has not played the intrinsic divine power, because it requires too much energy, which Daoling cannot bear.
He is also looking forward to the change of broken sword. How strong is it now!
The energy in Daoling poured into the broken sword crazily, and Dahei they also roared up to the sky and poured energy into the broken sword crazily.
Boom!
Under the eyes of many people, the broken sword finally revived, just like an ancient dragon waking up and overwhelming the world.
It''s like a crippled holy soldier recovering his divine power. It''s too terrible to know how many people suffocate.
Daoling was surprised and felt that the energy in his body was absorbed by the broken sword like crazy, and the divine power of the broken sword was unimaginable!
"Tao unexpectedly masters a incomplete holy soldier!" Wu Wang BA''s face ''color'' is very ugly. He feels that this is a incomplete holy soldier, because there is no holy stripe of the road, not the holy soldier of the road.
"This kind of power should be incomplete holy soldiers!" Their faces'' color ''are very ugly. This kind of thing is not to mention the Tianjiao of Xuanyu. Even the powerful kings don''t have this kind of treasure!
But a helpless young man actually mastered a crippled holy soldier!
Breaking the sword and spitting gold ''color'' sword awn is too terrible, causing this kind of breath to wake up, because it requires too much energy.
"Shit, this treasure is getting more and more abnormal. It must be a incomplete holy soldier. We can''t move it together." Big black roared, "only the strong can urge the divine power of the incomplete holy soldiers!"
"How strong is the real saint soldier?" Gu Tai sent a burst of ''hair''. He felt that this thing was too terrible and could shock the strong.
There was also a great shock in Daoling''s heart. If a complete holy soldier, how much energy would it take to play divine power?
"Amitabha, little monk, come to help you."
The baldheaded little monk walked, and he moved the Ming Wang style, which made it difficult for the pressure around him to hurt him.
He bent his fingers and pointed to the broken sword, which seemed to burn. For a moment, his power was peerless, and he burst out a strong breath, faintly fighting against the black ''color'' coffin!
Although the black broken sword is broken, it is too terrible. It rises and falls between heaven and earth, and the void under pressure is collapsing!
"Daoling, help me!" Ziyu''s pretty face turned white. He and zicanghai sent a secret treasure together to protect a group of people in Jubao Pavilion, but the secret treasure was shaking and was about to burst.
Daoling''s face ''color'' changed slightly, and a golden ''color'' huge palm suddenly stretched out behind him, covering the sky and earth, and pulled a group of people from Jubao Pavilion.
"Thank you, Taoist brother." Zicanghai quickly arched his hands and said, feeling a little lucky that he had just helped Daoling, otherwise it would be completely dangerous today.
Purple ''Yu'' breathed heavily, and her startled beautiful eyes glanced at the broken sword. She always knew that Daoling had this treasure. It was obvious that the broken sword had an extra blade, which became more terrible!
"It''s a crippled Saint soldier!" Purple ''Yu''s shell teeth bit the delicate'' Yan ''Red'' lips'', and said excitedly, "this thing also has my credit. At the beginning, I could help him find a blade!"
Daoling took a deep breath, and his eyes looked at Li Xiaoxuan. The Qinglong emperor could resist, and they brought a big killing array.
"Brother, don''t worry about me." Li Xiaoxuan waved her small hand and smiled.
Daoling nodded, and then glanced at Qian Yao''s position. Looking at Shao''s uncomfortable eyes, he laughed and said, "I don''t blame you. Come here."
The golden ''color'' giant palm stretched out again, and a group of people in the Daqian Dynasty were very happy, but then their faces turned black, because Daoling took her away alone.
"What do you mean? We were kind enough to let you go to the imperial court to practice some time ago. Have you forgotten?" A young man with extraordinary momentum murmured, trying to give way to them and shelter them.
Qian Hong''s face was'' color ''and'' Yin ''heavy. He didn''t speak, but he sacrificed a golden'' color ''seal alone, which trapped the pressure around him.
"Don''t talk nonsense to me. The guy next to me is from your Daqian Dynasty. They don''t save you. Why should I just treat you? You think I''m your father!" Daoling sneered.
"You!" The young man was furious. When he was about to scold, he couldn''t help shivering when he noticed the cold in the young man''s eyes. Just now he witnessed the power of Daoling, and he didn''t dare to compete with him at all.
"Way, can you help me?" A beautiful ''girl'' as beautiful as a ''flower'' is low, oh, a pitiful look, her body is bleeding and is about to be crushed to death.
Daoling nodded, and another golden ''color'' giant palm grabbed it in the air, and sent the ''female'' son and a group of people around them to the bottom of the broken sword
When this scene first happened, it made some people''s faces'' color ''more ugly in the Daqian Dynasty. Can''t they compare with some people in small families?
These human mausoleums are all known, but it''s not the name. It''s a group of people he rescued from the red ''Mao'' monster earlier.
"Tao, I''m a member of the ancient Mohist family. Please help me, and I''ll repay you again in the future!" A young man hurriedly opened his mouth.
As soon as his words fell, many people around him spoke, feeling that Dao''s broken sword could resist the pressure here, so that they could live.
"Hum, someone attacked me just now. Now let me save you. You think I''m the Savior!" Daoling''s eyes looked at these people and sneered.
The young man of the ancient Mohist School instantly clenched his teeth and said, "don''t go too far. You are the heroes of our Xuanyu. These people are the pillars of our Xuanyu. Don''t you feel ashamed that you still put hatred first at this juncture?"
"Well said, here only your broken sword can compete with the black ''color'' coffin. I advise you to fight, otherwise it will cause the world to spit."
"I used to think highly of you. I hope you don''t let us down."
Voices kept coming around, and they were all dying, trying to ''force'' Daoling to fight.
"I''m really sorry, I don''t need you to look up, and I''m not so great to care about your life and death. Some patience is limited. If anyone dares to speak, you will die first!"
Daoling''s eyes are cold. He has long seen through the greed of the world. He will only save the people who should be saved!
"Amitabha, when I saw the moment when the almsgiver fought against the supreme demon domain, someone stabbed me in the back. In fact, when you say this sentence, you should see how many curses you have borne? In this world, there are reasons, there are consequences."
The little monk God ''color'' said plainly, this sentence makes many people green. They are not as famous as the demon king, but I''m afraid there are countless people scolding them behind their backs.
Screams continued to appear in the field, and some people were dying miserably. Even some creatures with terrible practice were no exception, and they were shattered.
"You bastard!" The holy ''female'' of Taigu holy mountain can''t bear it. Her five ''color'' pagoda gave the holy mountain creatures shelter, and she competed with the heavenly silk clothes, but this treasure clothes is incomplete, which led to her white arm as'' Jade ''bleeding.
"Er..." Dao Ling took a message, thinking of the little monk''s words, he muttered to himself: "this day, silkworm sleeves have also helped me a great deal, just help her once."
A terrible golden ''color'' giant palm rushed into the sky, which made the creatures of Taigu Shenshan angry: "don''t go too far, you''re making a mistake!"
They all know that the holy ''woman'' has been taken away part of her treasure clothes by the Tao. Can''t he take it all now?
"You bastard!" The holy ''woman'' of Taigu holy mountain clenched her teeth. Did he want to take the opportunity to take off all his precious clothes?
"No words." Daoling stared, and the golden ''color'' giant palm directly shrouded the saint ''female'', taking her to the area covered by the broken sword.
"What are you doing?" The saint ''woman'' of Taigu holy mountain shouted in shame and anger, and her eyes were still staring at the Tianchan sleeve on his arm for a moment. She remembered that she had been wearing it close to her body for several years, and now she was put on by a man. The shame and anger of her face was even heavier.
"Don''t talk nonsense, be careful..." Dao Ling stared at her, and her meaningful words made her ''excite'' Lingling shiver, and stopped talking. In her heart, she cursed: "how can this'' bastard ''be so kind and save me?"
The saint ''woman'' of Taigu holy mountain was very unbelieving and had been on guard carefully. However, he felt that no matter how brave Daoling was, he would not take off his treasure clothes in front of so many people.
"Look, the blood on the ground is moving. As I guessed, this coffin is at the blood sacrifice!"
Big black was sweating all over and his hair stood up, roaring, "who arranged this backhand and what did he want to do?"
The people covered by the broken sword looked over, and they saw that the whole underground palace was bursting with blood, and the blood on the ground was frantically gathering in the air, pouring into the coffin.
The black coffin suddenly became red and gorgeous, flashing the magic light of demon and shocking people.
"What? What''s going on?" Gu Tai''s scalp was numb, and he shouted, "are the creatures in here still alive?"
Daoling''s eyes were extremely dignified, and he whispered, "let''s go quickly. It''s too fierce here."
The broken sword shook, swept away the pressure around, and took them outside.
However, as soon as his feet were lifted up, Daoling''s face ''color'' suddenly sank, and outside the underground palace, a dozen strong men rushed over.
"This is a big trouble!" Daoling''s mind sank to the bottom of the valley, because the field here is too terrible, even if it is a broken boundary, it is difficult to walk away.