Chapter seven hundred and seventy third split the spoils
Wan Zhe is very miserable and disheveled. He has been detained for a month and spends his days in fear. Now he almost cried when he saw Wan Shan, screaming to the sky.
"You!" Wan Shan's face stiffened and he couldn't believe his eyes. Isn't this Wan Zhe!
Zi Baiqiu's jade hands were clenched tightly, her eyes were red, and her heart was trembling wildly. Everyone knew that Wan Zhe had been suppressed by Zhang Ling!
"Is it you?" Zi Baiqiu murmured. She had once suspected that Zhang Ling was Dao Ling, but now she was very sure that no one would be so similar.
How could it be such a coincidence that this Zhang Ling and the Red Fire Spirit Bird are together, and their expressions are very similar, he must be Dao Ling.
Wan Zhe was also frightened. What was going on? How could Wan Shan be severely injured? He knew very well that Wan Shan had twelve respect treasures, and even if he was attacked by the Young Supreme, he would still be able to escape.
And what's going on with Zi Baiqiu and the others? Why are they standing with Zhang Ling?
"Brother, save me!" Wan Zhe was shouting, Wan Shan's face was uncertain, he was struggling, how to save him? If he went to exchange, he would probably be killed by Dao Ling.
Just when he was hesitating, all the hairs on Wan Shan's body stood on end, and he felt a terrifying sacred mountain standing on his back, flowing with terrifying blood that made his body explode.
"Get out of here!" Dao Ling took advantage of his hesitation and moved directly behind him. His palms grabbed his shoulders like lightning and tore off his arms alive.
"Ah!" Wan Shan howled miserably. This was an inhuman torture. His spirit was shattered. His arm was torn off. Ziyu also took the opportunity to escape.
"Go to hell!" Dao Ling roared, raised his fist and struck forward, directly killing Wan Shan's body and blasting him into the air.
"Ah!" Wan Zhe screamed in fear, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, feeling that Dao Ling would not kill him, but now that Wan Shan has died tragically, who gave him the courage to kill Sen Luo?
Grandson of the great elder of Wanxiang Pavilion.
"Good-for-nothing!" Dao Ling didn't hold back and said coldly: "You should also go and accompany him!"
Dao Ling flipped his hand and killed Wan Zhe here. When he raised his head, his eyes narrowed. The white jade umbrella sacrificed by the Red Fire Spirit Bird was no longer good and was about to explode.
"What a strong pressure!" This is a high-level heavy weapon, and it is about to be crushed. How terrifying is the god?
He held out a broken sword and hung it high in the sky. The object spit out thick sword energy, sealing the world to prevent the pressure from hurting them.
"Daoling!" Zi Baiqiu's delicate body trembled. Now there was no doubt. He took out the broken sword, which was the best evidence.
"Dao Ling, I knew you would not leave us easily." Ziyu laughed. For a whole year, they had often thought of Dao Ling. Now that a living person appeared in front of them, they were very excited.
Dao Ling nodded and his face changed. The handsome young man looked at the two of them and grinned: "I made you worry."
"You bastard, why didn't you tell me at the alchemy conference?" Zi Baiqiu walked up step by step, her narrow eyes red, showing the resentment of a little woman, and gave him a hard blow.
Dao Ling said with some embarrassment: "It was a bit dangerous at that time, so I didn't notify you yet."
"When you left without saying a word, do you know how worried we were about you? Now you are still talking about danger." Zi Baiqiu was angry and happy at the same time, and her inner emotions were very complicated.
"Yes, Dao Ling, you are so boring. Sister Bai Qiu has been worried about you to death this year." Ziyu said with a strange grin on her lips.
"Who is worried about him?" Zi Baiqiu's beautiful cheeks turned slightly red, and she said with shame and anger.
Ziyu smiled and said nothing. She knew that Dao Ling had a high status in Zi Baiqiu's heart, but Dao Ling's heart was not here. Some things were better left unclarified. It was fine just like that.
"Haha, okay, I thought it was going to be over at first, but if God doesn't accept me, there's nothing I can do." Dao Ling laughed. He was very happy to meet his old friend again and become his confidante again.
"What did you do to the Kong tribe?" Zi Baiqiu snorted. She had heard that Dao Ling went to the Kong tribe to steal his bride. Now thinking about it, she felt a sour taste in her heart.
"Alas, this matter is a long story. You will know about it in the future. Now it is better to find a way to solve the matter here!" Dao Ling stared at the corpse of the god with fiery eyes.
Zi Baiqiu and Ziyu also stared at the corpse of the god. This was a treasure. Once the true blood in its body could be obtained, the fortune would be amazing.
"I guess it will be difficult to get close. The corpse of the god is very scary. The closer you get to him, the harder it will be." Zi Baiqiu's eyebrows frowned slightly. They are still some distance away from this corpse, and it is not easy to get close to it.
Dao Ling nodded, and he took out Wanshan's treasures. He had destroyed a few of them just now, but the rest were not trivial. There were two top-level weapons here.
"This magic gun belongs to me." The Red Fire Spirit Bird took the lead and took away one of the top weapons. He chuckled: "Brother Hei and I took risks for a year and got a weapon. I didn't expect this.
Wanshan is so rich that he deserves twelve respects."
"This Qiankun Bag belongs to me, and you can divide the rest." Daoling already has a Red Dragon Whip. It's useless to have more top-notch weapons. He doesn't have the secret skill of Wanbao Tianhe, which can activate many weapons at once.
It's just a burden.
Zi Baiqiu and Zi Yu were not polite at all. After discussing for a while, Zi Baiqiu took away the ancient pagoda, which was also a top-notch weapon.
"Sister Bai Qiu and I also want to propose a shop, but we are worried that we don't have the right tools to do it." Ziyu chuckled.
"You all follow me closely." Dao Ling also took out the Red Dragon Whip, just in case something unexpected happened, and the four of them started to approach the corpse.
When he was still ten feet away from the corpse of the god, Daoling's expression changed slightly. The red dragon whip had a tendency to explode. Although the broken sword was not as powerful as the red dragon whip, the material was very amazing, but it was buzzing.
Ming.
"This god has been dead for so long, but he can still release such terrible pressure." The Red Fire Spirit Bird was very anxious. This was a corpse of a god. If he retreated like this, it would be a huge loss.
"It seems that you can't get it, so this thing belongs to me!" Xiaota laughed strangely and flew out, with a dazzling nine-color divine light, rushing towards the corpse.
"Oh my God, what kind of treasure is that? Look, it's flying above the corpse!" the red fire bird screamed.
Dao Ling's face suddenly fell, and he roared: "Xiao Ta, don't go too far, this divine corpse can't give you anything!"
The small pagoda ignored Daoling. Its crystal clear pagoda body grew rapidly and suddenly turned into a mountain. Nine colors of divine light fell from the whole body, which was sacred and solemn.
Xiaota directly sucked it in. Under their petrified gaze, the overwhelming essence contained in this divine corpse was directly sucked out by Xiaota.
"What kind of treasure is this?" The Red Fire Spirit Bird smacked its mouth hard, feeling that this treasure was so powerful that it even drew out the essence and blood from the god's corpse.
"Damn it!" Dao Ling said with a dark face as he sacrificed the Yin-Yang Dao Cauldron. The cauldron spit out thick Yin-Yang Qi and burned fiercely.
Dao Ling rushed forward angrily, hesitating that the small tower was sucking the divine energy contained in the corpse, causing the pressure of the corpse to be greatly reduced, and he quickly ran closer.
But this divine corpse shrunk by more than half within ten breaths, which made Dao Ling almost go berserk and shouted: "Little Tower, don't go too far, stop right now!"
"Hmph, if I hadn't absorbed the energy contained in the divine corpse, you wouldn't be able to get close even with the Yin Yang Dao Cauldron. This is not a deal." Xiaota snorted.
"My uncle, you are acting rogue. I'm here now. Stop right now. If you suck this, the divine blood in it will be gone!" Dao Ling roared and grabbed the divine corpse with his palms.
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The small tower absorbed a lot of divine blood, and the aura it dispersed was strengthened, and it obviously recovered a lot. It said reluctantly: "You can't use so much divine blood for you."
"You still have the nerve to say that nine-tenths are missing." Dao Ling's face was like the bottom of a black pot. The size of the divine corpse was only 10%, but it was also terrifying. The loose aura made Dao Ling frightened.
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This surprised him extremely. The gods were too terrifying. Although most of the energy was sucked away by the small tower, the rest was of great use to them.
"Boy, for the sake of the divine blood, I will tell you, if you open its belly, there is something hidden inside."
Xiaota snorted and disappeared without a trace. Dao Ling's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and he used his broken sword to break into the stomach of this ferocious beast.
Although this god is dead, his body is so terrifying that even a broken sword cannot move it at all, and it can't cut even a single hair!
Xiaota laughed evilly, knowing this result a long time ago. Even if the god is dead, the body cannot be desecrated by ordinary people.
Dao Ling said with a dark face: "Stop being so annoying, hurry up and take action, you have absorbed so much energy and give it to me!"
The small tower lazily sprayed out a nine-color sword light, directly slicing the belly of the divine corpse. The interior overflowed with a bright and dazzling glow, which made it difficult for anyone to open their eyes.
This ferocious beast is so terrifying. Its belly seems to be full of divine energy, overflowing with energy fluctuations as strong as the sea, and there are drops of golden blood shining inside.
"There is still a lot of divine blood!" Ziyu said in surprise: "This divine blood is too strong. I feel it is much scarier than the energy of the divine source."
"The gods are too terrifying. They have been dead for so many years, and yet they still have such terrifying true blood sealed in their bodies. This body is truly immortal." The Red Fire Spirit Bird smacked its lips.
Dao Ling took out a jar and quickly collected the divine blood in it. Although the small tower absorbed 90% of it, there was still a lot left.
Dao Ling grinned and said with a smile: "This divine blood is enough for us to break through the realm. You, the Red Fire Spirit Bird, may absorb part of it, and you can step into the realm of the Dacheng King."