This underground palace is filled with blood evil gas. This gas is boiling and converging towards a black coffin.
The coffin, which was made of black gold ore, was covered with a hazy layer of blood mist and was so gloomy that it even looked numb.
"Oh my god, this coffin is actually made of divine materials. How much divine minerals are needed!" An old woman was the first to break in and exclaimed when she saw the coffin.
She rushed over to snatch the black coffin away in a flash, but the closer she got to the coffin, the more terrifying the pressure became, which made her face look gloomy.
This scene made the monks around him ecstatic. The strong men from the outside world actually came in at this time!
"Elder of the tribe, please help me." A young man from the Daqian Dynasty spoke quickly. He could hardly hold himself back, and his whole body was about to burst into pieces.
"What a terrible pressure, what's going on?" Qian Yuehang's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty. She sacrificed an artifact to seal the people of the Daqian Dynasty. After glancing at it, her face darkened and she shouted: "Where is the princess?" went?"
"Elder of the clan, you don't know. This Tao is so abominable. It's so cruel. Some time ago, our Daqian Dynasty wanted to help Tao practice, but he didn't appreciate it. Just now, he refused to save the princess and only saved the princess. You left, and you don’t care about our life or death at all. If you hadn’t come, I’m afraid we would all be doomed.”
The young man immediately roared, and the sound made Dao Ling's face darken. Qian Yao clenched his jade hands tightly, and said with anxious tears, "Dao Ling, I..."
"It's okay, I don't care about your business." Dao Ling took a deep breath. Sometimes he really felt that without strength in this world, he was worse than a piece of shit!
Qian Yuezhang's face instantly became ecstatic, and he shouted: "What did you say? The Tao is here!"
Who in the entire Xuan Realm doesn’t know that the young man has mastered the Book of Chaos! The Daqian Dynasty will not go against Wudian because of Qian Yao’s words, especially since Emperor Wu is present in Wudian, this is even more impossible.
The reason why the Daqian Dynasty wanted Tao to practice within the clan back then was not because of the Book of Chaos.
Her eyes instantly locked on the young man who had sacrificed the broken sword. The strength of the broken sword made him stupid. She lost her voice and said: "Good guy, this is a mutilated holy weapon!"
"What is the origin of this broken sword? Why haven't I seen it before?" Another terrifying strong man walked in. Tuoba Ying stared at the broken sword and said hotly. When he saw the young man, he said angrily: "How dare you, Zhang Ling, come out!"
"The clan leader is not Zhang Ling, he is Dao Ling," King Banbu of the Tuoba family pointed at Dao Ling and shouted.
"What did you say? Zhang Ling is Dao Ling!" Qian Yuehang's eyes widened. He has innate purple energy and earthly life fruit. Are they the same person?
At this time, strong men kept coming over, and they went crazy when they heard the news. No one expected this ending. Although Dao Ling was still a junior in their eyes, his energy was almost on par with these people.
"So you are the Taoist, no wonder you dare to go against me!" Tuoba Ying's face was very cold, and there was a trace of greed in his eyes, which was a sign of taking action.
"Brother Tuoba, leave this little beast's life to me!"
An indifferent voice appeared, and an old man came over with a heavy murderous intent. The old face in Wuwangdong was very ferocious, and there was an uncontrollable anger that was exploding crazily.
The expressions on the faces of the powerful people around were all wonderful. Everyone knew that Dao Ling suppressed Wu Wangdong’s granddaughter and disciples, and Wu Wanggong was also suppressed by Dao. More importantly, Wu Wangqing also died in Dao Ling’s hands!
This was not the only thing that made Wuwangdong furious. In the past, at Huoshen Mountain, he fought tooth and nail to stop Zhulong, but in the end, he made Wudian's enemy a reality. How could Wuwangdong forget this?
"This old dog is here too!" Dao Ling's fists were clenched and his cold eyes were staring at King Wu's Cave, with undisguised murderous intent exploding.
"Jie Jie, you dare to look at me like this when you are about to die. You really don't know whether to live or die." Wu Wangdong smiled coldly, and his old face was very ferocious.
"It's over." Ziyu's hands were tightly clenched. This killing situation was so terrible that even Dao Ling could not break it.
"Wu Wang Cave, Dao still had a battle with Emperor Wu that never ended, don't forget!" Someone spoke in the dark. I don't know who it was. Some people didn't want Dao to die like this.
Wu Wangdong didn't pay any attention to the person who spoke secretly, because the grudge was too deep, and in a person with a Taoist physique, he could never be known to anyone!
"This little beast killed the Sixth Elder of Dayan Holy Land, and I want his life too!" A strong man from Dayan Holy Land roared.
"Otherwise, this little beast stole my Tuoba family's Heavenly Spiritual Treasure, and your Martial Palace and Dayan Holy Land can't take it all for themselves!" Tuoba Ying's attitude hardened.
"Hmph, many people from our Three-Eyed Saint Clan died in his hands. You can resolve your grievances yourself. All I need is one Earth Life Fruit!" the big shot of the Three-Eyed Saint Clan spoke.
"We, the Daqian Dynasty, don't have to interfere, but the Book of Chaos needs our clan to take a look at it!" Qian Yuegu said coldly.
These people were discussing how the treasure should be distributed, and they all started quarreling without paying attention to Tao. In their eyes, the other party was already a dead person.
"Elder of the clan, how could you do this? If it hadn't been for Dao Ling, I would have died!" Qian Yao shouted uncontrollably, with mist in the corners of his eyes.
"Qian Yao, shut up. He is ignorant. He dares to refuse even though the Human Emperor has spoken. This is asking for death!" Qian Yuehang's eyes turned cold, and he stretched out a hand to hit Qian Yao.
take away.
clank!
The broken sword was vibrating. When Qian Yuezhang's palm pressed down, the entire broken sword emitted a terrifying aura, which made Qian Yuezhang's palm tremble under the pressure.
"What a terrifying holy weapon. Although it is incomplete, it is extremely powerful!" The eyes of a group of people turned blood red, wishing they could get this holy weapon now.
However, they did not dare to act rashly. Even with the strength of these people, they would not be able to break through the defense of the incomplete holy soldiers, and would even cause the holy soldiers to attack and kill them.
Qian Yue Gui suppressed the greed in his heart and said sternly: "Don't make a mistake, you can suppress the people of my Da Qian Dynasty. Release Qian Yao to me immediately, otherwise I will let you die without a burial."
land!"
"What a suppression, it's really ridiculous!" Dao Ling kept suppressing the raging anger in his heart, his sleeves and robes shook violently, and sent Qian Yao out.
This scene made the faces of the people around him brighten. They did not expect that the young man would let this chip go.
"Why is this happening, why..." Qian Yao's eyes were filled with mist, and her delicate body was shaking slightly. It was really difficult for her to face it. One was her family and the other was Dao Ling. She couldn't bear this kind of torture.
"Roar!"
A terrifying roar rang out, and a terrifying Tianpeng swept over, carrying a cold murderous intent. Its eyes were locked on the half-dead shadow that was smashed, and it roared for a moment: "What the hell, even my Peng."
You dare to kill everyone in your clan, but no one can save you now!"
It instantly sacrificed the clan's Dao Saint Soldier, and the Nine God Tower was resurrecting, trying to shock Dao to death!
"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute!" The strong man from Jubao Pavilion said quickly: "Tao, please let Ziyu go."
"Elder of the clan, can you..."
Ziyu was sent out, and the first words he spoke were rejected by this powerful man: "Ziyu, you have to know that this is not something that our treasure gathering pavilion can handle. The Peng clan has dispatched the Dao Saint Soldiers.
We can't afford it."
Everyone here was sent out by Dao Ling, and all the people in their clan came.
"Tao, the silk sleeves of our sacred mountain are very useful!" The big shot of the ancient sacred mountain spoke with great majesty.
"Very useful!" Dao Ling responded expressionlessly.
"Hand over the things!" It said coldly, looming in the void, and its true form could not be seen clearly.
"Grandpa, can we go? He saved me once by saying this just now. We will discuss the matter of Tiancan's sleeves another day." The saint bit her red lips tightly and spoke with difficulty.
"Hmph, this can only be regarded as a tie, but he won't live long, so let's go outside and wait."
People kept withdrawing from the fight, but Dao Ling never spoke, his calmness was a bit scary.
Many people admired him because he had a huge bargaining chip, but he let all these people go.
The eyes of many powerful men were staring at Dao, thinking they were looking at a treasure house, with greedy expressions circulating. The incomplete holy weapons, innate purple energy, and earthly life fruit, these things were simply a divine treasure!
His eyes looked around the field, and there were still many people who chose to keep and divide his treasures. They were all strong men. These strong men knew that once a war broke out, the younger generation would basically not be able to survive against the holy soldiers.
He murmured to himself: "This is to make the whole world our enemy!"
"There are still us!" Gu Tai clenched his fists and growled.
"I'm not easy to kill." Jia Bojun said calmly.
"Hmph, let's see who has the toughest life!" Dahei growled.
"I don't believe you will die." The Red Fire Spirit Bird chuckled.
"That's right, Master Dao will not die easily." The golden dragon also roared.
"I calculated a divination and survived in death!" The little fat man smiled wretchedly.
"Amitabha." The young monk said the Buddha's name, said nothing more, and did not leave.
"Brother..." A little girl in blue stood in a daze in the distance. She wanted to go there, but Dao Ling asked her to leave quickly. In the end, she was taken away by people from the Qinglong Dynasty.
The strong man of the Peng clan stands in the void, and the Nine God Tower hanging above his head finally burns, trying to suppress the Broken Sword with his world-shattering power!
"Start, the strong men of the Peng clan!" Wu Wangdong smiled coldly.
"The legend of Dao has come to an end." There is no doubt that the people in the Martial Palace are the most excited. If Dao is killed, who in the entire Xuan Domain will still be qualified to fight Emperor Wu?
"Then let the legend burn more fiercely!"
Daoling's whole body exploded with aura, and the top of his head burst out with thick blood essence and poured into the broken sword.
The aura in Dahei's and others' bodies was also released without reservation, burning their essence and blood, trying to revive this broken sword.
"With this incomplete holy weapon? You still want to fight against my Dao holy weapon?" The strong man from the Peng tribe laughed loudly.
"To kill the situation, let us set it on fire!"
Daoling roared, and the burning broken sword spit out a thick golden sword light, tore through the void, and slammed into the black coffin.