The soft murmur made Dao Ling's expression change with shock. Could it be that this person knew Broken Sword?
The origin of the broken sword is very mysterious. He got it from the tenth floor of the Ziggurat. Later, he encountered some opportunities and found the subsequent blades, only to complete the six pieces, but he felt that there should be more in the future!
Now that the Broken Sword can exert the power of a holy weapon, I really can’t imagine how powerful this sword would have been in its heyday!
Dao Ling looked at the woman in white. He didn't dare to speak. This person was very strong. His mind fell silent and he hugged Yuan Shouyi.
He knows some terrible people and can see into their inner thoughts. This person is somewhat similar to Qinglian!
"Are you going to wake me up?" The woman in white clothes has immortal muscles and jade bones. She stroked the sword body with her smooth white palms and sighed: "There is an empty body, but no soul."
She looked up at the sky, her eyes filled with traces of time were lost in thought: "It seems that I was born early. I don't know if it's right or wrong. It's probably going to change that day."
Then, her eyes fell on Dao Ling, her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she looked at Ling Diao who shrank her little head. She looked at the sword again and murmured to herself: "This combination..."
The broken sword was thrown out by her, and Dao Ling quickly took it, feeling relieved. She probably had no intention of taking the broken sword away.
When he saw the woman in white approaching, Dao Ling's heart beat loudly. This woman was beautiful, but her stunning face was filled with the vicissitudes of time, making it difficult for people to feel blasphemous.
"Senior, you?" Dao Ling looked at the way he walked up to him, and the other person glanced at him with his calm eyes, and his throat couldn't help but roll.
"Which generation of the original holy body are you?" She spoke, not as majestic as Dao Ling imagined, but her tone was very gentle.
"My physique is not concealed at all in their eyes?" Dao Ling felt a sense of frustration in his heart, and answered honestly: "I don't know, I don't know much about this kind of physique."
"I don't know if you are lucky or unlucky." She murmured to herself, the traces of time in her eyes became heavier, as if she was reminiscing about the past.
"What? What do you mean?" Dao Ling couldn't understand her.
Then the response to him was very terrifying. Her crystal white palm stretched out and slapped Dao Ling on the chest.
"Ah!" Dao Ling howled miserably, feeling an unusually terrifying force hit his chest, and this force exploded at a terrifying speed and spread throughout his entire body.
Even the bones, organs, and blood were shaken by this blow. This was an extremely subtle and terrifying palm force that caused Daoling to cough up blood from the corner of his mouth and fly out.
Dao Ling was stunned by this blow, and his whole body was shaking. He felt that if he hadn't gotten the supreme precious blood to refine his body, this blow would have been blown away by her!
"What are you doing?" Dao Ling was furious, and he couldn't figure out why the woman who was fine just now could hit herself.
As soon as he said these words, the body of the woman in white appeared in front of him strangely, stretching out a jade hand to lift Dao Ling's shoulder. This was the hand that once again burst out with that terrifying force, hitting more than 200 people in Dao Ling's body.
The bones hum, the muscles tremble, and the blood boils.
He howled miserably, feeling like countless giant hammers were beating inside his body, causing his skin to bleed, his bones to crack, and his whole body to tremble.
"Roar!" The ferret was furious, its big ruby eyes stood up, and it suddenly rushed up, opened its mouth, revealed its crystal teeth, and bit the white jade woman's neck.
The woman's movements didn't look particularly fast, but they were extremely strange. Her palm appeared in front of the spirit ferret's head and struck it on its forehead.
"Woo..." Ling Mao screamed in pain, covering his bleeding head with his little paws, and his whole body was shaking. It was exactly the same as the attack Dao Ling encountered.
"Damn it, stop it!" Dao Ling roared, his whole body's aura surged, his blood was rolling crazily, and he raised his fist to hit the head of the woman in white.
"Woo!" The spirit marten also shouted, its tail swung, and it suddenly stood high in the sky, like a sword standing upright, bursting out a sword energy reaching the sky, slashing at the woman in white.
Dao Ling's punch was fierce and domineering, but it was a pity that it was so useless when facing the woman in white. She stretched out a jade finger and pointed at Dao Ling's fist.
"Ah!" Dao Ling trembled all over, as if he had been struck by several lightning bolts. He suddenly fell to the ground paralyzed. The crack in his skin became even bigger and he was bleeding continuously.
The sword light of Ling Diao came towards him, but was also shattered by the hand of the woman in white. She said lightly: "I just awakened one tail."
The ferret was knocked away, its mouth was bleeding, its snow-white fur was stained red with blood, and it lay on the ground trembling and shaking.
"Bastard!" Dao Ling's eyes were about to split, and the corners of his eyes were about to burst. Is she humiliating us?
In response, he received another blow, hitting Dao Ling's arm so hard that his whole body was numb and his bones were cracked piece by piece.
The soul sitting cross-legged between Dao Ling's brows was trembling. This kind of force was so terrifying that it spread all over his body. It was so weird that he couldn't get up at all.
"Ahhh!"
A series of screams came from this passage, and the ferret was also howling miserably. The two of them could not move their fingers after being beaten by the woman, their muscles were trembling, and their bones were cracking.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Dao Ling endured the severe pain all over his body. This feeling was even more painful than during cruel physical training.
It would be easy for this woman to kill him, but why would she hit herself?
"The strength is not yet reached, but the blood of the quasi-sage has been absorbed." The woman in white stopped and shook her head.
"What quasi-saint's blood? What do you mean?" Dao Ling roared.
"The true blood of the quasi-sage is so powerful that you, a child, cannot enjoy this kind of blessing. I am helping you to unblock all your muscles and bones, otherwise it will leave you with serious problems!" She said calmly.
When Dao Ling heard that he was a child, his face was covered with black lines. In her eyes, was he really that weak? He almost spat out a mouthful of old blood when he heard about unblocking the muscles and bones. Is this called unblocking the muscles and bones? It almost disabled Dao Ling.
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But he understood at this time that although her technique just now was terrifying, it did not hit Dao Ling's vital parts. It only broke all the bones and muscles in his body!
But he has already practiced it many times? Could it be that there are still hidden dangers? He also knows that if he overdoes it, there will definitely be hidden dangers. If a child still eats a holy medicine, not only will it not prolong his life, but he will be burst!
Just when Dao Ling was about to refute, his brows suddenly frowned, and he felt that strands of red blood began to flow out of the cracked bones and muscles!
Every trace of blood contained extremely terrifying energy, which enveloped his body in an instant. More than two hundred bones in his body crackled, and the broken muscles were being repaired. The speed of this repair could be described as terrifying.
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"How is this possible? There is so much energy hidden in my body, how come I don't know about it?" Dao Ling was surprised. He also knew the seriousness of this matter. These energies are not his. If they cause trouble, it will probably change drastically.
What shocked him was that this energy was so terrifying that it even concealed the origin of the holy body. How powerful is the true blood of this quasi-saint!
Just when he was frightened, the woman in white came up again, raised her palm and hit him on the back.
"You want to beat me up again?" Dao Ling roared. Since his debut, this is the second woman he has beaten so hard, the first one being Qiu Junjun.
"If this energy stays in your body, it will burst you sooner or later. You must force it all out." She nodded.
"No, I can just force it out myself. This energy is very strong and can help me recover from my injuries at critical moments." Why did Dao Ling let her take action? He said quickly.
In his opinion, these are tonics that can save lives at critical moments, so how can they be wasted like this?
Hearing this, a strange color flashed in the eyes of the woman in white, and she nodded and said: "This method is okay, but the energy in the body should not exist for too long, otherwise you will not be able to control it."
"I know, if time goes by, I will figure it out myself." Dao Ling nodded, but he didn't take it to heart. Dao Ling has experienced countless lives and deaths over the years, and has often suffered heavy losses. There will be endless truths.
At this time, Dao Ling ran towards the spirit mink. The spirit mink whined and screamed, but the essence of energy overflowing from its body was repairing its wounds.
At this time, the woman in white lowered her head and looked at the blood on the ground. Daoling's blood suddenly shrank into a drop of blood, hanging high in the sky.
Her eyes suddenly became horrified, staring at this drop of blood, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she murmured to herself: "There are three kinds..."
She shook her jade hand slightly, narrowed her eyes again, and faintly exuded a trace of cold murderous intent, muttering to herself: "And his, there are four kinds. Although the fourth kind is extremely rare, how did you get the holy body?"