Thirty miles outside Tianyong City, here are all strong men standing in the sky, staring at the entrance of the underground imperial tomb.
"Look, the aura of the avenue has dissipated, there's not a single trace left!" A strong man roared and rushed over.
This scene made all the strong men in the audience move instantly, and they rushed madly towards the underground imperial tomb, hoping to get the emperor's treasure.
In the underground palace, it can be said that blood flowed like a river. Anyone with a little bit of practice was basically shattered to pieces by the shock, and blood flowed down.
"What is this?" The golden three-eyed man was so frightened that his waist was bending and he was almost suppressed to the ground.
It directly sacrificed a secret treasure, frantically resisting the pressure from all around. Many wizards around here had great backgrounds, and they all sacrificed their treasures to resist the pressure from all around.
"Daoling, come quickly!" Dahei roared wildly, and it raised a stone flag, but the stone flag was shaking because the pressure around it was getting stronger and stronger, and Dahei couldn't bear it anymore.
Among them, many people's treasures collapsed and their bodies were crushed to pieces!
Daoling walked over under the terrifying pressure and said hurriedly: "Quick, join hands to activate my broken sword to resist the pressure from all around!"
Since the sixth section of this broken sword was completed, it has not been able to exert its inherent divine power because it requires too much energy that even Dao Ling cannot bear.
He is also looking forward to the changes of Broken Sword and how strong it is now!
The energy in Dao Ling's body was poured into the Broken Sword crazily, and Dahei and the others followed suit and shouted to the sky, pouring energy into the Broken Sword crazily.
Rumble!
Under the eyes of many people, this broken sword finally revived, like an ancient dragon awakening, overwhelming the world.
It was like a mutilated holy soldier resurrecting its divine power. It was so terrifying that it suffocated countless people.
Dao Ling was shocked, feeling that the energy in his body was being sucked away by the broken sword like crazy, and the power displayed by this broken sword was unimaginable!
"The Tao actually mastered a mutilated holy weapon!" Wu Wangba's face was very ugly. He felt that this was a mutilated holy weapon, because there was no divine pattern of the Tao, so it was not a holy weapon of the Tao.
"With this kind of power, they should be the incomplete holy weapons!" Their faces were very ugly. This kind of thing is not to mention the genius of Xuanyu. Even the king's powerful ones don't have this kind of treasure!
But a helpless young man actually mastered a mutilated holy weapon!
The golden sword light emitted by the broken sword was so terrifying that it was difficult to awaken this breath because it required too much energy.
"Damn, this treasure is getting more and more abnormal. It must be an incomplete holy weapon. We can't activate it even if we work together." Dahei roared: "Only the strong can activate the divine power of the incomplete holy weapon!"
"How strong is the real holy weapon?" Gu Tai felt a little hairy. He felt that this thing was too terrifying and could kill the strong.
Dao Ling's heart was also greatly shaken. If it were a complete holy weapon, how much energy would it take to exert its divine power?
"Amitabha, little monk is here to help you."
The bald little monk stepped forward. He could not move in the Mingwang pose, so the pressure from the surroundings could hardly hurt him.
He pointed at the broken sword, and the sword seemed to burn. For a moment, it was extremely powerful, bursting out with a powerful aura, faintly confronting the black coffin!
Although the black broken sword was broken, it was so terrifying. It floated between heaven and earth, and the void beneath it was shattering!
"Dao Ling, save me!" Ziyu's pretty face turned pale. He and Zi Canghai sent a secret treasure to protect a group of people in Jubao Pavilion, but the secret treasure was shaking and about to collapse.
Dao Ling's expression changed slightly, and a giant golden palm suddenly stretched out from behind him, covering it overwhelmingly, and pulled a group of people from Jubao Pavilion over.
"Thank you, Brother Dao, for your help." Zi Canghai hurriedly said, cupping his hands, feeling a little lucky that he had helped Dao Ling just now, otherwise today would have been completely dangerous.
Ziyu gasped and glanced at the Broken Sword with frightened beautiful eyes. She had always known that Dao Ling had this treasure. It was obvious that the Broken Sword had an extra blade and became even more terrifying!
"It turned out to be a mutilated holy weapon!" Ziyu bit her delicate red lips with her white teeth, and said excitedly: "This thing is also due to my contribution. I was able to help him find a blade!"
Dao Ling took a deep breath and glanced at Li Xiaoxuan. The Qinglong Dynasty could still contend. They had brought a set of killing arrays.
"Brother, don't worry about me." Li Xiaoxuan waved her little hand and smiled.
Dao Ling nodded, then glanced at Qian Yao's direction. Seeing the girl's uncomfortable eyes, he laughed and said: "I don't blame you, come here."
The giant golden palm stretched out again, and a group of people in the Daqian Dynasty were overjoyed, but then their faces darkened because Dao Ling only took her away.
"Dao, what do you mean by this? Our Daqian Dynasty was kind enough to let you go to the dynasty to practice some time ago, have you forgotten?" A young man with extraordinary momentum said in a deep voice, hoping that Dao would take action to protect them too.
Qian Hong's face was gloomy, he didn't speak, but he sacrificed a golden seal alone, which deceived the pressure around him.
"Don't give me any nonsense. The guy next to you is from your Daqian Dynasty. They won't save you, so why should I only save you? You think I am your father!" Dao Ling sneered.
"You!" The young man was furious and was about to curse. When he noticed the coldness in the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but shudder. He had witnessed Dao Ling's power just now and did not dare to compete with him.
"Tao, can you help me?" A beautiful woman looked down and looked pitiful. Her body was bleeding and she was about to be crushed to death.
Dao Ling nodded, and grabbed another giant golden palm from the air, sending the woman and a group of people around them to the bottom of the Broken Sword.
When this scene first happened, some people in the Daqian Dynasty looked even more ugly. Could it be that they were not as good as those from some small families?
Dao Ling knew all these people, but it wasn't their names. They were a group of people he had rescued from the red-haired monster before.
"Tao, I am a member of the ancient Mo family. Please help me. I will be repaid in the future!" A young man said quickly.
As soon as he finished speaking, many people around him spoke, feeling that Tao's broken sword could withstand the pressure here, so that they could survive.
"Humph, some of you attacked me just now, and now you ask me to save you, you think I am the savior!" Dao Ling looked at these people and sneered.
The young man from the ancient Mo family immediately gritted his teeth and said: "Don't go too far. You are an outstanding figure in our Xuan Realm. These people are the pillars of our Xuan Realm. At this juncture, you actually put hatred in the first place."
One, don’t you feel ashamed?”
"Well said. Only your broken sword can compete with the black coffin here. I advise you to take action, otherwise you will be reviled by the world."
"I have always looked up to you. I hope you won't let us down."
There were constant sounds from all around, and they were all struggling to death, trying to force Dao Ling to take action.
"I'm so sorry. I don't need you to look up to me, and I'm not that great to care about your life or death. Some patience has its limits. If anyone dares to speak, you will be the first to die!"
Dao Ling's eyes were cold. He had long seen through the greed in the world, and he would only save the people who deserved to be saved!
"Amitabha, the young monk witnessed with his own eyes the moment when the Taoist donor faced off against the Supreme Demon Realm. Someone stabbed him behind his back. In fact, when you said this, you should look at yourselves and see how much infamy you have been burdened with. In this world, there must be a cause and a result.
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The young monk said calmly. This sentence made many people blush. They were not as famous as the Demon King, but when it came to the people who scolded them behind their backs, they were probably too numerous to count.
There were constant screams in the field, and people were dying miserably. Even some creatures who practiced terrible practices were no exception, and were shaken to pieces.
"You bastard!" The saintess of the ancient sacred mountain couldn't bear it anymore. Her five-color pagoda gave shelter to the creatures of the sacred mountain, and she used the silkworm clothes to resist, but this treasured clothes was incomplete, causing her white jade arms to
Bleeding.
"Uh..." Dao Ling nodded, remembering the little monk's words, he murmured to himself: "Silkworm sleeves also helped me a lot today, just help her once."
A terrifying golden giant palm rushed across the sky. This scene made the creatures of the ancient sacred mountain furious: "Don't go too far, you are making a mistake!"
They all know that part of the saint's treasured clothes was taken away by Tao. Could it be that he still wants to take it all away now?
"You bastard!" The Saint of the Ancient Sacred Mountain gritted her teeth. Was he going to take the opportunity to take off all the precious clothes on her body?
"What are you talking about?" Dao Ling glared for a while. The golden giant palm directly enveloped the saint and brought her to the area covered by the broken sword.
"What are you going to do?" the Saint of the Ancient Sacred Mountain shouted in shame and anger, her eyes still staring at the sleeves of the silkworm clothes on his arms for a moment. She remembered that after wearing them for several years, and now being put on by a man, her face changed.
His expression of shame and anger became even more serious.
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful..." Dao Ling glared at her, and his profound words made her tremble, and she stopped speaking. She cursed in her heart: "How could this bastard be so kind and save me?"
The Saint of the Ancient Sacred Mountain was very disbelieving and had been on guard, but he felt that no matter how courageous Dao Ling was, he would not take off his precious clothes in front of so many people.
"Look, the blood on the ground is moving. I guessed it right, this coffin is a blood sacrifice!"
The hair on Dahei's body stood up and he shouted: "Who is behind this? What does he want to do?"
The people shrouded under the broken sword looked over, and they saw that the entire underground palace was bursting with blood evil energy, and the blood on the ground was gathering crazily high into the sky, pouring into the coffin.
The jet-black coffin suddenly turned bright red, flashing with a coquettish light that shocked people's hearts.
"What? What's going on?" Gutai's scalp was numb and he growled: "Are the creatures in here still alive?"
Dao Ling's eyes were extremely solemn and he shouted in a low voice: "Let's leave quickly, it's too fierce here."
The broken sword vibrated, sweeping away the pressure around it, and led them outside.
But as soon as he lifted his steps, Dao Ling's face suddenly darkened. Outside the underground palace, more than a dozen strong men rushed over.
"Now we are in big trouble!" Dao Ling's mind sank to the bottom, because the field here was so terrifying that even with the boundary-breaking talisman, it would be difficult to leave.