Dao Ling's punch shocked the world, and he launched his strongest offensive. He punched out the real dragon arm and penetrated the big hand. The big hand that covered the sky was directly penetrated by him!
He gasped for breath, his breath was weak, and he swallowed the energy of heaven and earth wildly to restore the consumption in his body and prevent further major changes.
Daoling underestimated this level and was almost shocked to death. He rushed through the levels one after another and opened the six great fortune points, ignoring the strength of the fortune points.
The seventh level sounded a wake-up call for him. If Zibei hadn't been tricked by him, it would have been the difference between life and death. Now he still has some strength left.
You must know that this is Daoling's strongest state. He got a lot of time to realize Taoism in the stone palace, and everything he learned was integrated. Still, he suffered such a change, which made him feel palpitated.
"The eighth acupoint of creation." Dao Ling pursed his lips. Although it is still too early to talk about it now, Dao Ling knew that he must prepare early, otherwise it is very likely to fail.
In the outside world, Zi Bei's body is old and withered, as if he is dying. His eye sockets are very deep, like a ghost, and the old skin is peeling off his face. This is a scene about to die.
Zi Huaping was so frightened that his legs were weak. Although he had always believed in Zi Bei, this time he played too much and was completely taken over by greed. He had already become half disabled.
He is a demon!
"Jie Jie..." Zi Bei's withered body suddenly came to life, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared, but his laughter was annoying.
Zi Bei saw it. He saw the seventh small world opened, breathing out the energy of heaven and earth, and continuously absorbing the energy of the Source Stone.
This is where the seven major orifices are connected in the sky. The scene is a bit scary. The entire cave is shaking and seems to collapse during the spitting.
"Hahaha, it's successful, I'm successful!" Zibei shouted, but the old skin on his face was falling off, he was already withered, and he was about to reach the end of his life.
"Grandpa, stop trying, take the elixir quickly and take it, otherwise you will be doomed!" Zi Dongping yelled, hoping to awaken his mind that had sunk into the abyss.
Hearing this, Zi Bei's body suddenly stiffened, his expression changed drastically, the greed in his eyes dissipated, and he looked at his hands with incredible eyes, feeling like they were about to melt away.
"No, I'm going to die!" Zi Bei was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood up. This was a sign of sitting down. Why was he fighting so hard? Of course it was for longevity. What could be more important than sitting down?
He raised his head to the sky and roared, lifted the lid of the cauldron, and grabbed the golden elixir with his palm, intending to swallow it and receive the heaven-defying fortune.
However, what greeted him was a fist that hit him head-on, and with a torrential wind of fists, it rolled up angrily!
"What?" Zi Bei's face changed drastically, he roared in fear, his mind almost broke, and his whole person looked dozens of years older.
With a bang, the punch hit him directly, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards, and his skin was cracking.
Zibei was enveloped in a layer of fear, and instantly entered hell from fairyland. His eyes were extremely stern, like a fierce ghost looking up to the sky and shouting: "Whoever stole my creation, get out of here!"
He has been preparing for this day for decades, spending all his money to collect all kinds of rare treasures, just for the day when the pill will come true.
A few days ago, he did not hesitate to offend Ziyu and take the risk of defecting from the Zi clan. He captured Dao Ling and used him to refine a furnace of powerful medicine in order to achieve heaven-defying fortune.
But they all succeeded together. He took out all his treasures for this matter, and even almost killed himself and almost passed away. But when he was about to succeed, Cheng Yaojin jumped out!
Zi Bei was full of resentment and was so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of old blood. Doesn't this mean that he got the peerless beauty that he had been pursuing so hard? He spent all his savings to hold a banquet, paid a betrothal gift, drank half to death, and had to go to the bridal chamber with half his life.
It turns out that the groom is not him!
Zi Bei couldn't accept this fact. His fingers were trembling. The young man jumped out of the tripod. When he saw his appearance, Zi Bei seemed to have seen a ghost and shouted: "No way!"
He refined Dao Lingshuo with strange fire for several hours, and saw with his own eyes that his body was broken and contained a golden elixir, and that the elixir was used as a medicine furnace. He saw with his own eyes that he died, but he came back to life.
I don't believe my eyes.
Daoling used the ancient characters recorded in the Book of the Earth, the general trend of heaven and earth in the Chixia treasure fan, and the magical elixir in the ancient elixir scripture to deceive the heavens. It was impossible for Zibei to see it.
"You, you!" Zi Dongping staggered and fell to the ground, feeling that everything was wrong, but they still couldn't believe this fact.
Both of them thought about their future, but the person who made it possible for them was actually intact and had a terrifying aura, which made them unbelievable that this was real.
"Isn't it surprising?" Dao Ling came over and smiled: "I would also like to thank you for allowing me to complete a rebirth and greatly increase my strength!"
"You, you!" Zi Bei trembled, pointing at Daoling, his lips were trembling. He suddenly remembered the seven small worlds, and roared with a numb scalp: "You actually opened the seven apertures of creation!"
Those words frightened Zi Bei. What is the Creation Acupoint? In his knowledge, in the ancient history of the Zi clan, only such outstanding figures appeared in the ancient times.
Even the stunning Ziyu from the Purple Clan has probably never reached this stage, but this young man actually opened the seven apertures of creation, making Zibei tremble all over.
"How is that possible?" Zi Dongping was the first to not believe it, and his eyes almost fell out.
"Correct answer, but unfortunately there is no reward." Dao Ling laughed and walked over. Looking at Zi Bei's dying body, he shook his head and walked towards Zi Dongping.
"Boy, what do you mean!" Zibei roared sternly, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.
"I'm about to die, so I'm letting you live a little longer as a way of thanking you for the good fortune you just gave me. By the way, this is what you just said."
Daoling's laughter made Zibei vomit blood and his throat rolled violently. He couldn't hold a breath in, but he was so angry that he died after holding in a sentence.
"I hate it!"
Zi Dongping's expression changed drastically, and he realized that he had no way out. Just now they wanted to capture Dao Ling for refining medicine, how could the other party spare him so easily.
"Zi Dongping, take care of it yourself and save my hands from getting dirty." Dao Ling stood in front of him and said indifferently.
"You, how dare you say such treasonous words!" Zi Dongping gritted his teeth and roared: "I'm warning you, kid, although you are the deacon of Jubao Pavilion, I am a member of Jubao Pavilion's surname, and you are a slave of Jubao Pavilion.
, you still want to use your slave to deceive your master, but you can’t!"
Zi Dongping still harbored fantasies and yelled: "I am someone close to Miss Ziyu. If you kill me, you will not be able to get away with it!"
"Since you talk so much nonsense, let's talk inside." Daoling's sleeves shook, and the silent tripod appeared in front of him. He waved, and a spiritual spring spewed out from the void bag.
Dao Ling waved his palm, and the glazed red flame spurted out, directly boiling the water in the cauldron.
"I...I!" Zi Dongping yelled and almost died of anger. The other party actually wanted to beat him to death. Thinking about the scene of being cooked, he shuddered.
"Hmph, it seems I want to help you." Dao Ling came over with a tripod. These two people wanted to catch him to refine the medicine. How could they be given an advantage?
This Zi Dongping was even more irritating. The conversation with Dao Ling was quite pleasant at first, but he didn't expect that he would become a different person after they turned against each other. Dao Ling was very angry.
"You, stop!" Zi Dongping stepped back, frightened. Thinking of the scene of being sealed in the cauldron and being boiled into soup, his scalp was numb with fear.
"I was very proud before, but now I'm scared!" Dao Ling said coldly: "If you take one more step back, you will die!"
Zi Dongping's body froze instantly, his lips were trembling, his eyes glanced at the spiritual spring that was beginning to boil, and he shouted sternly: "I will never let you go!"
He rushed over at once, intending to hit the wall to death, not wanting to be stewed.
"Hmph, then I'll make it impossible for you to become a ghost!" Dao Ling snorted coldly, walked over and grabbed Zi Dongping's neck.
"You, what do you want to do? You won't even let me die!" Zi Dongping was furious and roared.
"If you hit the wall, you will pollute the wall. If you boil you, you will pollute the spring water!" Dao Ling shouted loudly, and as his palms trembled, a breath of terror came down, directly shaking Zi Dongping into ashes.