To recruit guards on Giant Mastiff Island, the disciples of the big sect would not bother to go there, nor could they afford the price. The only people they could recruit were monks from small and medium-sized sects, and casual cultivators.
Most of these people have done business without capital.
Therefore, recruiting guards will not only fail to ensure your own safety, but will also cause trouble for you.
It's an unwise move.
In addition, Xu Xingming's cultivation level is that of the True Lord of Dao Dan. With this cultivation level, he has gained enough strength to roam the Wangchuan Sea.
Walking alone is much safer than leaving in groups.
Since he chose to go alone..., Song Dao didn't even need to guess that the best time for Xu Xing to leave Giant Mastiff Island would be the night after the banquet.
Pretend to recruit guards to paralyze the cultivators with malicious intentions, and then take advantage of this opportunity to sneak away...
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the other side.
After leaving Yunhua Tower, Song Dao first went to Feiyu Pavilion. After changing his clothes, he secretly left and went to the outside of Giant Mastiff Island to set up traps.
The traps are three third-level high-quality formations, namely trapping formation, killing formation, and phantom formation.
It was him who, as the leader, rented the formation flag from Feiyu Pavilion.
Although "Yan Sheng" did not reveal to him the location of Langhuan Pavilion, a hermit sect.
But from the few words he exchanged with Xu Xing, he roughly guessed that Langhuan Pavilion was probably located in the western sea area outside Wangchuan.
Some local customs cannot be faked.
"To ensure that there is no mistake, fellow Daoist Nan, you will be stationed on the east side of Giant Mastiff Island..."
"Once Yan Sheng's traces are confirmed, if it is to the west, you will rush to support with all your strength. If it is to the east, I will rush to provide support..."
After Song Dao hid the last formation flag, he sent a transmission signal to the south road.
"Yan Sheng" stayed on the Giant Mastiff Island for more than a month. This time was enough time to travel south from the island where the Mingquan Sect was stationed to the Giant Mastiff Island.
The south road at this time is hidden near Giant Mastiff Island.
"learn."
After a while, a transmission note flew past Song Dao, rising and falling, containing the clear voice of Nanlu like a silver bell.
A true king from Feiyu Immortal Palace and a true king from Ningquan Sect. Logically speaking, they are feuding, but under the mediation of Song Dao, the two joined forces.
"Get a scapegoat."
"I have the confidence to settle the score with Xu Xing."
Song Dao's palm ignited a fire, burning the transmission notes to pieces, leaving no evidence.
then.
He used the breath-obliterating talisman to eliminate the breath near the formation, leaving no trace.
"Just wait until the fish takes the bait."
Song Dao was proud of himself.
He turned into a ray of light and returned to Giant Mastiff Island. He came to the streets of Giant Mastiff Island Fang City and inquired about the news of "Yan Sheng".
Since "Yan Sheng" wants to recruit guards, the news will definitely be revealed in the city.
really.
It didn't take long.
Song Dao then saw "Yan Sheng" in a black cloak sitting cross-legged behind a stall, closing his eyes and concentrating.
On the stall, there was a flag hanging, which said "recruiting guards". The price offered was also extremely high, a monk at the Huandan realm was 500,000 spirit shells, and a Daodan realm monk was 2 million spirit shells.
A total of three Dao Dan realm monks and seven Huan Dan realm monks were recruited.
The task time is only half a month.
"Pretend to be a ghost."
Seeing this, Song Dao sneered.
Monks in the Dao Dan Realm have extraordinary status, so they are not so easy to recruit.
In his opinion, "Yan Sheng's" behavior was just a deliberate attempt to deceive the monks on Giant Mastiff Island who coveted his wealth.
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At night, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
A dark shadow quietly left Yunhua Tower, turned into a ray of light, and left Giant Mastiff Island, heading outside the island.
After the black shadow left, several more rays of light lit up on Giant Mastiff Island, following the black shadow, keeping the distance between the two parties within thirteen miles.
Thirteen miles is the range of normal Dao Dan Zhenjun's spiritual consciousness exploration during non-war times.
However, not long after these rays of light lit up on the sea surface, they became dim and silent, turning into blood flowers and disappearing into the sea water.
"Some juniors..."
"This is not worth taking out that exercise, Fellow Daoist Yan. Please beg me to take action once."
The black shadow stood in the void, took out a token from his sleeve, and transmitted the sound through the sound transmission array to Xu Xing, who was a hundred miles away.
His face is exactly the same as "Yan Sheng" after Xu Xing disguised himself.
It's like being carved from the same mold.
"This time, Yan learned the news from his friends that there will be a true king who will block my way and kill me to seize the treasure... Yan has practiced hard since he was a child and is not good at killing, so he asked his seniors to take action..."
In the sound transmission array, Xu Xing's clear voice slowly revealed the secret.
"Senior has fought hard against the Dao Lord and killed him, but he will definitely be able to capture the True Lord with ease."
He said again, complimenting the other person.
This fake Yan Sheng is none other than the old man who attended the auction.
At the auction, Xu Xing sent a spiritual message to Old Man Burial Ji and asked him to meet. Afterwards, he paid a price and asked Old Man Burial Ji to help him make a move.
And the price he paid was not a side item, it was the "Kunpeng Immortal Technique of Killing Life" that he obtained in the dungeon world.
This secret technique is extremely valuable. At least tens of millions of spirit shells are worth it.
However, skills and secrets do not have a fixed value like resources. It does not hurt to make a copy in front of the holder.
Of course, in this transaction, Xu Xing's magic spell for the old man Burying the Halberd was only the first part. As for the second part, it was agreed that he would give it to him after the matter was completed.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, we have agreed that if the people blocking the road are members of the Sect, I will not take action to offend them..."
The old man who buried the halberd reminded Xu Xing.
Among the ten major sect disciples, only the ten major sects can be killed. This is one of the unspoken rules of Donghuang Province.
In small sects and small sects, if casual cultivators dare to kill the disciples of the superior, they will be severely punished by the superior, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Even though he was respected in Dao Dan territory and could even kill the weak Nascent Soul Dao Lord, he was still unwilling to provoke the superior.
The superior can easily suppress him by sending a Taoist king at will.
"This is inevitable!"
Xu Xing smiled and said: "How can the disciples of the Shangjia think highly of our little wealth? Those who block the way to seize the treasure must be rogue cultivators. They are poor, so they block the way to seize the treasure."
"That's right, it's impossible for a disciple of the Master to do such dirty things."
The old man buried the halberd nodded, "Even demon sects such as the Mingquan Sect will not do this."
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Even if the robbers are disciples of the Sect, for the sake of the reputation of the sect, they usually hide their identities and will not be exposed easily.
Just pay attention to the sense of proportion.
There is no need to retreat away from the disciples of your superiors.
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Just as the two of them were talking.
Song Dao came over, pretending to be a pirate, and used a red magic sword to kill the old man Buried Halberd.
The magic sword bloomed with sword light, reflecting the sea surface in a radius of half a mile red.
While the flying sword was killing the enemy, Song's sword was twisted again and three or four spells were used.
The powerful magic impact caused the calm sea surface to stir up whirlpools, the waves surged wildly, and giant waves hundreds of feet high were set off.
Facing this violent offensive, even the old man Buried Halberd did not dare to confront him head-on. He used his magic power and lightly stepped back hundreds of steps to temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the spell.
The red flying sword was flicked by his sleeve, wiping out the aura and hitting the side.
However, Song Dao's offensive was not over yet. The flying swords and spells were just his sheep attack.
When the old man buried the halberd was avoiding the huge waves, a large black flag broke through the waves and danced gently. Three or four gray ghosts walked out of the big flag and pounced on the old man buried the halberd. They were extremely fast and as if
Ghost.
"Soul Refining Flag?"
The old man who buried the halberd was surprised.
He was pretending to be Yan Sheng and was unable to use his signature skills.
So he pondered for a moment and threw out a handful of black sand. The black sand looked like gravel, but in fact it was a poisonous spider that was only an inch or so in size and covered in pitch black.
This poisonous spider is called the Soul-eating Spider. Although it is not of a high level, it has miraculous effects on dealing with ghosts such as souls.
The veteran Zhenjun has almost no weaknesses or shortcomings.
Even without using special skills.
The Soul-eating Spider collided with several ghost kings controlled by the Soul Refining Banner. Although they failed to defeat these ghost kings, their attributes were incompatible and bought the old man Burial Halberd some time to deal with them calmly.
He raised his right hand, and there were dull yellow awns on the tips of his index finger and ring finger. These yellow awns gradually became brighter, like gold.
"Golden Flame Finger!"
The old man who buried the halberd fired a few golden finger strikes and destroyed the incoming ghost king.
And all of this happened in the midst of lightning and thunder, and it didn't even take three breaths.
"Get into formation!"
However, Song Dao, who was standing in the air opposite, did not panic at all. He had made a calculation in his mind and had already buried a large formation here.
Even if the strength of "Yan Sheng" exceeds his expectations, he still has the strength to deal with it.
The battle just now only forced "Yan Sheng" to step into the trap he set.
The voice fell.
In an instant, formation flags shot out of the sea and formed a formation.
The mysterious formation enveloped the entire world, surrounding the old man Burying Ji and Song Dao himself.
"Just a little trick..."
When the old man buried the halberd saw this scene, he was not worried about his situation.
He glanced at the array flags and quickly spotted a flaw, then bit his lip and spit out a mouthful of blood, preparing to escape with the blood.
There is at least a gap of two to three breaths between the formation and formation of the formation. This gap is a flaw.
Even if you arrange the formation early, you can shorten the time to fall into formation.
But this part is flawed.
It still cannot be completely eradicated.
"The sword of God's will."
At this time, Song Dao no longer deliberately concealed his heels. He snorted coldly, and a three- to four-inch bright silver blade appeared in his palm.
The blade swelled in the wind and turned into a size of more than ten feet. Around the blade, the magic power formed a knife gang, which was extremely evil.
The natal magic weapon of the giant sword lineage is mostly the twin swords of glory and glory.
There is only one natal magic weapon of the Lingxiao lineage, and that is the Lingxiao Sword.
The Lingxiao knife, which was more than ten feet in size, pierced the sky. Even the sound of piercing the air could not catch up with the speed of the knife.
There was only a flash of white light in front of my eyes.
Sonorous!
A deafening metallic tremor sounded from a hundred feet in front of Song Dao, and the seawater exploded from this point, turning into rainwater and pouring straight into the sky, like a white waterfall curtain.
A series of legal principles that combine reality and reality appeared in the space.
"What?"
"You blocked it so easily?"
Song Dao opened his eyes wide and looked at "Yan Sheng" who was resisting his Lingxiao Saber in front of him, with a surprised look on his face and a look of disbelief on his face.
The inheritance of the superior teachings, the unity of Taoism and Dharma.
Cultivating the Tao means cultivating the Dharma.
Ordinary spells are simply incomparable to the spells used by the disciples of the Sect with their natal magic weapons.
His Lingxiao sword was passed down from Lord Lingxiao and is invincible.
Although this Lingxiao Sword claims its origin and is only a magic weapon of the Dao Dan Realm, its sharpness is far superior to that of the Dao Dan Realm.
When a lion fights a rabbit, he must try his best.
The move he used to stop "Yan Sheng"'s blood escape was his ultimate move.
He could kill a fellow Taoist king without a single move, but "Yan Sheng" easily resisted, which still slightly dampened his self-confidence.
"This golden spur..."
Song Dynasty Dao Tong Kong miniature.
He had only seen this golden spur a month ago.
It is the magic weapon of the old man who buried the halberd!
"Old man buried with halberd?"
"With the combined efforts of Nan Lu and I, we should be able to kill him, and with the help of the formation... I must not let anyone know that I blocked the road to seize the treasure."
Song Dao's eyes instantly boiled with murderous intent.
If he hadn't pretended to be a moral gentleman in the sect, then there would have been a chance for reconciliation between him and the old man who buried the halberd after what happened today.
But his reputation has already spread far and wide... and now he is different from what he looks like. If this matter spreads to the inside of Feiyu Immortal Palace, his reputation will be completely ruined and his reputation will plummet. That is inevitable.
Yan Sheng held a banquet in Yunhua Tower to "apologise" to him, but he blocked the road and killed Yan Sheng outside...
This is a complete hypocrite!
Once he is labeled this way, his future in Feiyu Immortal Palace will be bleak for the rest of his life.
It is foreseeable that as much help as fame brought him in the past, it will backfire on him in the future.
"This fellow Taoist..."
"The person you want to rob and kill is not me, but Yan Sheng. I only use money to do things. There is no need for the two of us to live and die."
The old man who buried the halberd looked at Song Dao, took a deep breath, and cupped his hands.
The blood escape was broken, and he couldn't reveal his trump card to block the will of God.
He was extremely depressed at the moment.
But he wouldn't let this little emotion affect the overall situation.
After seeing Song Dao's revealed methods, he still didn't know that this pirate was clearly the first Song Dao of Feiyu Immortal Palace in disguise.
The appearance is easy to change.
But the fundamental way is difficult to change.
He didn't want to enmity with Feiyu Immortal Palace for this.
He is not afraid of Song Dao, but he is afraid of Feiyu Immortal Palace behind Song Dao.
"It turns out that Senior Zhanji received the mission..."
Hearing this, Song Dao smiled and said, "Senior Buried Halberd, don't worry. As long as Senior Buried Halberd tells junior Yan Sheng's whereabouts, junior will let senior walk out of the formation."
"Yan Sheng is the employer."
"I won't tell you his whereabouts. This formation alone cannot trap me."
The old man buried the halberd shook his head.
It's not impossible to betray Yan Sheng, but now he is sure to go out on his own, so how can he be manipulated by Song Dao.
Furthermore, Song Dao was despicable, and he did not want to fall for Song Dao's ways easily.
"In that case..."
Song Dao made a long sound, as if he was about to fall out.
But in an instant, when he was speaking, he quickly took action. The Lingxiao knife was turned over in his hand, and with a hand, it turned into thirteen small weapons, accompanying him, and stabbed in the direction of the old man who buried the halberd.
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"mean!"
The old man who buried the halberd cursed angrily, flicked the golden halberd in his hand, and knocked the split blades of the Lingxiao sword to the ground one by one.
Then, he took off the robe he was wrapped in, revealing his muscular upper body.
Streams of black evil spirit spurted out from his pores, and he used Taoism to transform into a two-horned demon god with a size of more than ten feet. It was as powerful as the sky and the earth, and its fierce power was overwhelming.
"No wonder he has the strength to kill the Taoist Lord of the Zhaoming Sect. Just the appearance and aura of this method are so close to the Taoist Lord..."
Song Dao frowned, crossed his hands, and used the power of the formation to surround the old man Burial Halberd, while he retreated outside the formation.
Right now, a close fight with the old man Burying Halberd seems too risky.
"Master's talisman..."
Song Dao took out the talisman that Lord Lingxiao had left for him when he was enthroned in the past years.
The talisman is three feet in size and made of jade. Inside is a tiny silver fish swimming.
If you look closely, you will find that the silver fish is exactly the same as the Lingxiao knife in his hand.
This talisman is made from part of the origin of the Lingxiao Sword.
"The road is difficult. Master left three talismans back then, but now only this last one is left..."
Song Dao hesitated whether to take out this talisman to fight the enemy.
The old man who buried the halberd was a veteran true king. If he didn't use the power of the formation, he wouldn't be able to resist.
but--
He also has an enemy named Xu Xing.
Once he uses the talisman left by Lord Lingxiao, Xu Xing's chances of winning against his enemy will be extremely low.
After all, Xu Xing should still be holding the talisman given by Taojun Jujian.
"Fellow Daoist Nan has arrived."
Suddenly, Song Dao sensed the aura of the True Lord coming from the eastern sea.
This aura is the same as that of South Road.
"kill!"
Seeing that Song Dao had a helper, the old man buried the halberd no longer hesitated. He roared angrily, and the shadow of the devil's dharma image gradually solidified, and the two horns on the dharma image's forehead turned into blood, as if they were cast by blood.
The golden halberd he waved was tinged with blood, and instantly opened a hole in the surrounding formation.
The flags of the three formations were instantly dull, the flags fell off, and the flagpoles were cracked.
"Ghost, go!"
Nan Lu patted the soul nourishing bag, and a quiet spring appeared under her feet.
In an instant, a black ghost shadow attached itself to the demonic form of the old man Burying the Halberd, and began to entangle and threaten his life.
Katcha! Katcha!
Boom!
Several different voices came one after another.
The old man buried the halberd tore the ghost into pieces and approached the south road closest to him. The golden halberd swept towards the south road, showing no pity for this beauty.
Little bits of blood were sprinkled on the sea.
I retreated quickly from the south road, but almost lost half my life.
"How come you got into trouble with Old Man Burial Halberd?"
She scolded Song Dao.
"Old Man Buried Ji already regards you and me as enemies. Now is not the time to worry about gains and losses. Killing him is the most important thing."
"He suffered from frequent outbursts of essence and blood, and his life is not long. I am most resentful towards you."
Song Dao threw out a sword to help Nan Lu withstand an attack from the Old Man Burying the Halberd. Then he led the seriously injured Nan Lu back to the distance and began to attack the Old Man Burying the Halberd from a distance.
A quarter of an hour later.
The old man who buried the halberd gradually became exhausted, and the devil's appearance could no longer be maintained. He was cut through by the Song Dao, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
However, Song Dao was not feeling well on the way to the south. Both of them suffered moderate injuries at the same time, and the methods at their hands were not used at all.
"Old guy, you deserve to die."
"You actually treated me so cruelly."
Nan Lu sneered, breathed out a stream of ghostly fire, and burned the body of the old man who buried the halberd.
Just a blink of an eye.
The secluded fire burned the old man Burian Ji to death alive.
"Go back to Giant Mastiff Island first, and put Yan Sheng's matters aside for now."
Song Dao suggested.
Both of them were injured this time, so returning to Giant Mastiff Island to recuperate is the most important thing.
However, before he could say these words, he felt a sense of crisis behind him, his scalp went numb, and he immediately rushed forward without hesitation.
"Be careful, go back quickly!"
In the flash of lightning, he didn't bother to take Nanlu away, he only had time to give Nanlu a notice.
But obviously.
This warning was in vain.
"No!"
Nan Lu didn't have time to evacuate, so he looked back with horror on his face.
She saw a gray feather approaching her at extremely high speed. In her small hole, the gray feather was divided into two parts, two parts into three parts, and three parts into millions. They were densely packed, as if there was no light from a heavy sword.
She didn't even mention her resistance. It seemed that this gray feather could affect people's emotions.
Gray feathers touched her.
Dantian, Zifu, Huangting...
Obstacles were broken through one after another, and finally she reached her Dao Pill.
Katcha!
The Tao Pill, which was as bright as gold, turned into powder in an instant, and her soul hidden in the Tao Pill was also crushed into powder.
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Under darkness.
The sea surface, which was stirred up by several huge waves, gradually returned to calm.
Only the endless blood on the sea can prove the danger just now.
"Song Zhenjun, long time no see."
Xu Xing pulled down the storage bag from Nan Ling's waist, and then looked at the blood-stained Song Dao in white clothes in the distance with a smile.
"Are you...Yan Sheng?"
Song Dao frowned.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
Xu Xing looked at the body of the old man who buried the halberd and shook his head, "Fellow Daoist Song said nicely. He is from a well-known and upright family. He is willing to help Yan send the dead puppet to Langhuan Pavilion."
"Unexpectedly, fellow Taoist Song actually shouted to catch the thief, and he planned to kill people and seize the treasure."
"Fortunately, Yan had a foresight and invited the old man Burying the Halberd with a heavy treasure to help him with his fists. This solved the disaster... and prevented him from falling into the hands of villains."
He mocked Song Daodao.
"Your Excellency has been hiding for a long time. If you just wanted to laugh at Mr. Song, there is no need for it."
Song Dao took a deep look at Xu Xing, wondering what Xu Xing was selling.
Yan Sheng lured Old Man Burying Ji into taking action to resolve his crisis, and then sat back and watched Old Man Burying Halberd die. This Yan Sheng had a dark heart... He was definitely not a kind person.
At this time, he acted like a winner, not to mock him, but for another purpose.
"Old Burian Ji died because he and Nan Lu were killed."
"Nan Lu died because he was assassinated by me."
"I think we should have the same interests. Keep this secret and find other benefits..."
Xu Xing said slowly.
Nan Lu and Song Dao were not close people, so Song Dao would not feel bad at all if he killed Nan Lu. The only worry was that he was afraid of the revenge of the Mingquan Sect.
"Fellow Daoist Yan..."
"You don't seem to be as pure and kind as you appear."
After hearing these words, Song Dao's expression softened slightly. He put away the Lingxiao knife and took the relics of the old man who buried the halberd. "This time, you and I have both benefited, and we have leverage on each other. We are not allies but allies."
"Three years later, there will be a banquet at Yunhua Tower."
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Song can give me a favor?"
Xu Xing smiled.
"Want to accompany you."
Song Dao nodded and cupped his hands.
With their own setbacks, the two of them did not dare to stay on the battlefield for a long time. They left the battlefield one after another and immediately rushed away from the Giant Mastiff Island.
Both Old Man Mianji and Nan Lu are people with sensitive identities. If they stay for a long time, things will change.
However, after Xu Xing and Song Dao had traveled thousands of miles, they arrived at an unfamiliar sea area.
Suddenly the formations at the feet of the two people overlapped.
A layer of colorful formations surrounded the two of them.
Song Dao wanted to retreat hastily, but a green wooden sword suddenly blocked in front of him.
"Fu Bao?"
"A talisman from the giant sword lineage?"
"Are you Xu Xing?"
After seeing this iconic natal magic weapon, Song Dao was shocked and understood everything instantly.
No wonder "Yan Sheng" would rather pay a premium than let him buy a scapegoat.
No one is willing to do anything to capitalize on the enemy.
However, what he couldn't figure out was why Xu Xing predicted that they would take this road to this strange sea and set up a formation.
"Song Zhenjun."
"The formation only traps you temporarily, my cultivation is far better than yours..."
Xu Xing seemed to have guessed what Song Dao was thinking. He smiled slightly and told his information without any hesitation.
It's not just a day or two for him to set up formations in the sea areas outside Wangchuan.
Start by starting interstate trade.
In order to avoid possible pursuit, he set up formations on most of the escape routes near Giant Mastiff Island.
This time, he led Song Dao to this sea route again. It was difficult for Song Dao not to step into the formation.
Of course, formation alone cannot control a True Lord.
This is also the reason why Song Dao followed him with confidence in the beginning.
The gap between the activation of the formation is enough for a True Lord to escape from the encirclement of the formation.
Xu Xing forced Song Dao to stop, relying on the talisman left by Taojun Jujian.
There are five talismans in total. He has used one before, directly killing a Dao Dan Master and several Huan Dan Masters from the Mingquan Sect.
You can see its power.
"Damn it!"
Song Dao's face changed slightly, and he used the Lingxiao sword talisman to fight against Xu Xing's giant sword talisman.
"Without the talisman, what can you do to fight with me now..."
Xu Xing made a secret gesture, sacrificed a talisman again, and slashed it towards Song Dao.
During his lifetime, Daojun Lingxiao also had a certain friendship with Daojun Jujian.
Therefore, after the death of Taoist Lord Lingxiao, Taoist Master Jujian could guess all the methods he left for Song Dao.
Even if he couldn't guess, when Song Dao was imprisoned in the Black Fire Hell, all the secrets he had were revealed.
Before entering the Blackfire Hell.
Everything Song Dao had was taken away by the sect.
Once the monk's information is grasped by the enemy, if the opponent's strength is not much different, although it will not reach the point of being a mermaid, the possibility of defeat is basically a certainty.
"you……"
When Song Dao saw this scene, his face was full of anger.
If Xu Xing had a fair fight with him, he wouldn't be so angry, but Xu Xing showed his trump card from the beginning.
How to fight this?
He only has one talisman left by Taojun, while Xu Xing has an unknown number of other talismans.
"The fourth revolution of Dao Dan..."
"He is in the middle stage of Dao Dan. His cultivation level is a bit higher than mine. With the help of talismans, he is invincible. The rest of my means were exhausted when I killed the old man Buried Halberd..."
Song Dao glanced at Xu Xing with hatred.
He no longer hesitated, slapped his abdomen hard, spit out the Dragon and Tiger Dao Pill, and drove it into the Lingxiao Sword.
"Broken! Broken! Broken!"
Song Dao spurted out a mouthful of essence and blood on Lingxiao Dao.
With the blessing of essence and blood, the Lingxiao Sword instantly pierced through numerous formations and fled towards the inland sea of the Sea of Forgotten River.