Chapter four hundred and seventieth one finger flying
Qian Yao and the others woke up, and they all stood up to go to the Land of Creation to have a look.
"We are also going to compete for good fortune and experience the most powerful supernatural powers." A group of naughty children are also going over.
"Don't go, just stay here and practice." Ziyu frowned and said in a deep voice.
"No, no, we're going too, and we might be able to help you then." These people are not easy to deal with, and they act coquettishly.
"The fortune here is more than enough for you, no one is allowed to go, just stay here and practice." Ye Yun shouted, these people are the future of the college, if something unexpected happens, it will be a big damage.
A group of naughty children howled miserably and turned their attention to Dao Ling, hoping that Senior Brother would take them there.
Dao Ling shook his head and immediately sealed the Yin-Yang Cave. This battle would be extremely brutal, and they would basically die if they went there.
This is the incense of Xingchen Academy, and it must not be ruined here.
"No, senior brother has sealed this place!" Dozens of naughty children howled miserably. They wanted to rush out, but this place was sealed and they couldn't get out at all.
"We all need to practice hard. With our strength together, we can't break the seal that the senior brother casually broke. We are too far behind to follow in the footsteps of the senior brother."
One young man snorted and ran deep into the depths to practice. The rest of them clenched their fists and went into seclusion one by one.
Dao Ling and the others left here and rushed to the land of creation, waiting to see if the most powerful magical power existed.
Compared with a month ago, the energy tide emitted by this ancient cave was many times weaker at this time, but it was also extremely powerful. Many people who tried to enter had been shocked to death.
I don't know how many people were watching. It was not very peaceful here. Many people were fighting. There were battlefields everywhere and blood was flowing.
"Tao, where exactly is the Land of Creation about to open? Isn't he going to show up?"
Someone was drinking cold drinks, which spread throughout the area. Many people looked over and were silently shocked.
Because the person who spoke is very scary, he has the body of a king, but this guy is just a follower.
There was a person standing behind him. He had a normal temperament, and his whole body was covered with a layer of mist. He couldn't see clearly, but he was mysterious and powerful, and his aura was overwhelming and suffocating.
Especially the turquoise sword held in this man's hand, with its cold sword light that tore apart the world and contained a terrifying divine power.
The sword made of psychic jade is astonishingly crafted!
Many people are jealous. The sword held by this young man is the top-notch heaven-reaching spiritual treasure. It is all made of psychic jade. It is extremely valuable and is a treasure that even the powerful kings are excited about.
But no one dared to pay attention to him. He was a descendant of the Tuoba family and a descendant of a saint. If you offended him, you would have opened a hornet's nest.
"It is rumored that Dao is a peerless genius in the Xuan Realm. Don't you have the courage to come out and fight?"
His followers were yelling and forcing Dao Ling to come out. This had been going on for a month, making him very impatient.
Tuoba Hong stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes and sleeves fluttering. He was powerful and mysterious. This demeanor shocked many people, and they felt that another peerless genius had appeared in the Xuan Realm.
"This time Dao is in trouble. He mistakenly killed a member of the Tuoba family. You must know that this is a saint family, and not many people in their family dare to kill."
"This Tuoba Hong is rumored to be a descendant of the Tuoba family. I estimate that he has the lineage of a saint and is confident of defeating the Tao."
"I don't believe that Tao can defeat the supreme master of the Demon Realm and defeat the three kings of the Martial Palace. Although Tuoba Hong has a strong background, he may not be Tao's opponent if he fights alone."
Some people are discussing, some are optimistic about the Tao, and some feel that the saint's family is scary.
This world is very unstable. There are wars everywhere. Many ancient families have blood feuds with each other. The fighting has been going on for a month. I don’t know how many people have been lost.
"Did you see that, he is the descendant of the Tuoba family, Tuoba Hong!"
At this time, a group of people sneaked in without attracting much attention. Ziyu took a bamboo hat and pointed at a young man standing on a mountain.
Hearing this, Dao Ling looked over, his eyes locked on the treasure in his hand, a trace of heat quietly flashed in his eyes, he licked his lips, grinned and said: "A treasure made of psychic jade!
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His broken sword needed this kind of thing to repair, and it was very large, and this piece of psychic jade was not small. It was actually made into a sword, which was estimated to weigh ten kilograms!
"You guy, I asked you to be careful with him, but I didn't ask you to snatch his treasures." Ziyu was speechless for a while, rolled her eyes and said: "For such a descendant of the ancient era, you'd better be careful.
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"Damn, this is a treasure made of psychic jade. I also like it. Only big landowners can do this." The big black tiger roared, and his heart suddenly moved.
"Don't even think about this treasure, it's mine!" Dao Ling stared at the Psychic Divine Sword, eager to enhance the power of the Broken Sword.
"Whoever grabs it belongs to whom. Only I can bear such a good thing." Big Black Tiger snorted.
Ziyu opened her mouth, wanted to say something but took it back in the end. Why did she feel that bringing them here to get to know Tuoba Hong was a wrong decision. They dared to snatch anything together.
"I wonder if we can find the sixth blade!" Dao Ling clenched his fist. Now the broken sword has only collected five blades. There must be a sixth or even seventh blade.
"What are you two looking at?"
There was an explosive roar, and Tuoba Hong's followers walked over coldly. He felt that this young boy, and this big and colorful black tiger, seemed to be very greedy for the psychic jade.
The people around were stunned, and their eyes moved over. Some people laughed and said: "They are going to be unlucky. Some people stared at the Psychic Divine Sword before, and their legs were broken."
"This thing belongs to you, can't we take a look?" Dao Ling looked at him and sneered.
Hearing this, Tuoba Hong's entourage darkened his face and said coldly: "You are so brave. You dare to talk to me in such a tone. Do you know who I am?"
"Where did you come from? Tell me, tell me!" The big black tiger roared.
"You... you..." Tuoba Hong's entourage widened his eyes, pointed at Dao Ling and the big black tiger, and shouted with anger: "I am from Tuoba Saint's family, I think you are really tired of living.
Got it!"
"What is the Tuoba Saint family? Is Tuoba Saint still alive?" the big black tiger roared: "I guess they have all turned into ashes now!"
"You are looking for death!" The entourage was instantly furious. These two people were obviously looking for trouble. Even Saint Tuoba dared to insult them. This was treason.
"I haven't lived enough, and I don't want to die now. Go and get the Psychic Divine Sword for me to take a look at." The big black tiger roared fiercely.
The body of the follower was shaking, and he had an inexplicable feeling that these two guys were so arrogant, even more arrogant than him.
Everyone around was shocked. What was their background? They dared to scold even a king.
"Okay." Tuoba Hong forced himself to calm down, looked at Daoling with sinister eyes and shouted: "Forget it, you dare to humiliate me, you will die!"
He suddenly stretched out his palm, flames exploded between his five fingers, and surging energy erupted from his palm, and he slapped it down angrily, trying to suppress Dao Ling.
Seeing him take action, Dao Ling frowned and shouted: "What's wrong with insulting you? How dare a follower of yours be so arrogant. It's unjust to not suppress you!"
Everyone around was stunned. This kid's tone was too loud. He threatened to suppress a king's body!
Although he was only a follower, he was still a king with a very powerful aura. The ancient trees around him were shattered, and his palm force exploded in a torrent, blasting towards Dao Ling's head.
"Don't show your strength to embarrass yourself!"
Dao Ling raised his eyebrows, and when the roar fell, he stretched out a palm from his sleeve and pointed the way forward!
boom!
Dao Ling's fingertips were dazzling with golden light, and a bright and dazzling rainbow suddenly erupted from his fingertips, piercing the sky at once. His breath was fierce and unparalleled, penetrating the energy fluctuations of this palm.
"No!" The follower's expression changed drastically. He felt that this young man's strength was a bit abnormal. When he was about to take back his palm, it was already too late.
Click!
Suddenly, Dao Ling flicked his finger, and the vacuum exploded. The entire palm of the entourage trembled violently, the finger bones were broken, and blood spurted out from the back of the hand.
"ah…."
This was a kind of destructive force that eroded into his arm, making half of the entourage's body tremble, and a miserable roar came out of his mouth, feeling like he was going to be shocked to death here.
He flew out and landed in an area a hundred feet away. He was vomiting blood from the corner of his mouth and felt that his whole body was about to be torn apart. There was also a layer of fear in his eyes.
"Isn't it? Who is this person, and how can he be so powerful?"
The entire audience was petrified. Some people couldn't believe this scene. With just a flick of his finger, this young man almost wiped out Tuoba Hong's entourage. Who are they?
"This guy is really restless." Ziyu bit her lip: "There are not many forces that can offend a troublemaker."
Ye Yun also sighed lightly, but she still supported Dao Ling's approach. He was not the one who caused the problem just now, and Tuoba Hong's followers were too arrogant and did not take anyone seriously.
In fact, many aristocratic families that have been inherited since ancient times are arrogant and rarely take outsiders seriously.
This scene made Tuoba Hong frown. At the same time, his whole body exploded with divine power, the squeezing heaven and earth twisted, and the mountains trembled.
Many people felt suffocated and started to retreat, feeling that a war was about to begin.
Tuoba Hong walked over, looked at Dao Ling with cold eyes, and said calmly: "Although my follower's character is a bit arrogant, not everyone in my Tuoba family can be provoked."
"What do you want?" Daoling asked.
"Break off your arm, get out." Tuoba Hong stood with his hands behind his back, as if a god was speaking. He was indescribably arrogant and noble. Looking at Dao Ling, he looked like he was looking at an ant, insignificant.
As the heir to the most saintly family, he has always been aloof and arrogant, and does not pay attention to outsiders at all.
"I'm interested in your psychic sword. Why don't you give it to me and I'll save you from death!" Dao Ling said coldly.
"What did you say?"
Tuoba Hong spoke in astonishment, feeling that he heard wrongly. The inheritance of the most saintly family, no matter where he goes, he is treated politely by the strong. This kid wants his own treasure?
"Forget it if you can't understand people, it seems I have to come and get this treasure myself!"
Dao Ling walked forward, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with a terrifying wave filling the air.
This scene made Tuoba Hong's face slowly darken, and he said coldly: "You don't know whether to live or die. Originally, this sword was specially prepared to kill Tao. It seems that you are not allowed to see it. What do you know?