His purpose in entering the Void Heaven Realm is to show off his ruthlessness in it. If the opponent is too weak, he really has no passion.
but!
This is another character who is trying his best to take advantage and would rather die than suffer. If he had not met the old Taoist Yuchen, Ling Feng would have found a strong opponent in the prehistoric dojo. The problem is that the old Taoist still wants to take advantage of him.
Will Ling Feng agree?
Don’t even think about it!
"Just one fight, that's what you promised!" said the old Taoist priest.
"But you didn't say your opponent was so strong!" Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said, "You are cheating!"
"The most benefits all belong to you!" The old Taoist priest is riding a tiger and is quite entangled. This year's prehistoric dojo is too weak. There are very few new gods who want to fight fiercely here. So far, there are only a dozen or so, and today there are only three here.
Bit.
This means that Ling Feng is fourth!
If Ling Feng didn't fight, and Tian Yu's power would overwhelm them, would any god still choose them?
More importantly, the gods on Tianyu's side are still challenging the gods of the prehistoric dojo. If they can't even find a god, it's not a matter of shame, but a matter of dignity.
"Those benefits can't make up for my injured body, so I won't do it!" Ling Feng curled his lips calmly.
"Twice the profit!"
"No!"
"three times!"
"No!"
"Five times!" the old Taoist gritted his teeth and said, "This is the limit of the Taoist master, and it is enough to make up for your damaged body!"
"What if I lose?" Ling Feng asked with raised eyebrows.
"Give it to you!" The old Taoist panted. This matter was imminent. Although he knew that this character would definitely lose, he could only try his best to buy time. The other side of the ancient dojo was summoning this generation of gods.
"That's okay!"
Ling Feng immediately laughed and said, "Then I choose to admit defeat!"
"..."
The old Taoist was furious with anger, and the veins on his forehead flashed. He said angrily: "No, you must hold on. Even if you lose, you must persist until other gods fly to the ancient dojo."
"Then don't fight!"
"Little cloak, don't go too far!" The old man almost pulled off the beard on his chin. If it weren't for Ling Feng's profit, he would really want to slap him to death.
"Six times!"
He gasped and said, "This is the commission to make up for the beating you received!"
"make a deal!"
Ling Feng knew that the old Taoist was really about to explode. He couldn't bully others too much. Moreover, this was exactly what he wanted. No matter who the opponent was, he had to earn this benefit. After all, flying to Xu Xing, he
The consumption is too great. If he wants to establish Nishen here, the consumption is so terrible that the hearts of heavenly people will tremble. He has to try his best to make money.
It’s not easy to be the boss!
"Let's go, I guess the god Tianyu is impatient to wait!" The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to delay any longer. God knows what kind of requests this guy will make. Now he just wants to send him to the dojo as soon as possible.
By then, it will be up to him whether to fight or not.
"Pay half of the commission first!" Ling Feng stretched out his hand and joked: What if he is not satisfied after beating this veteran?
"You'd better hold on, otherwise the old Taoist will definitely hunt you down!" The old Taoist said angrily, but he still took out a jade bracelet and threw it at Ling Feng, while Ling Feng opened it in front of him for verification.
"This is half of the commission. It's a bit small. If I had known earlier, I should have ordered more." Ling Feng muttered.
The old Taoist's face was full of black lines, and he wanted to strangle Ling Feng alive.
...dojo!
Located in the center of the prehistoric sky, it is vast and extraordinary. There is not just one, but hundreds of them. They are separated from each other and the void is twisted. It not only forms a natural defense, but also blocks the vision of the gods.
This means that if you want to watch another fierce battle, you need to spend more resources.
The benefits are eternal!
The sixteen top dojos are trying their best to "dig for treasure" and let the top powerful wizards join their dojos. In this way, if you want to watch the fierce battle of wizards, you have to come to their dojos. On the one hand, you can earn more
Treasure resources, on the other hand, can also attract more talented people.
after all.
Fierce fighting across dojos is still troublesome and expensive, but fighting in the same dojo is much easier.
thus.
The sixteen dojos will suppress each other, and today, the Prehistoric Dojo is the one being suppressed. It has to be said that over the past hundred years, the Prehistoric Dojo has indeed been weak, and all the real geniuses have been snatched away by other dojos. They took action too late.
, the means are too weak, resulting in the loss of talented people, and their situation is worse than before.
This is why we have such a tragic situation today.
There was a flash of light.
Lao Dao Yuchen and Ling Feng appeared in front of a dojo and appeared in the corner. Although they were separated by the void, Ling Feng could still see gods standing around the dojo. Most of them were first-level gods. Occasionally, they would
A second-level true god appears, with a large number of people.
Can!
That is the opposite direction. In this direction, there are only a few gods in the void.
"Put this on!"
The old Taoist took out a jade fire fox, handed it to Ling Feng, and said: "This is the symbol of the Ancient Dojo. Don't worry, it won't have any impact on you. If you don't want to join the Ancient Dojo, you can just leave when you leave.
Force this fire fox out."
"Um!"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and didn't think much about it. In this case, there was no need for the old man to deceive him anymore, and it was just a fire fox, so he really couldn't stop him.
He directly sacrificed the blood essence to refine the fire fox and put it on the back of his hand.
"You must hold on!"
The old Taoist said earnestly, now all hope is on Ling Feng. As long as Ling Feng can persist until the genius comes, he should be able to suppress the god of Tianyu Dojo...right?
"I will try my best!"
Lingfeng smiled faintly and strode towards the middle dojo. When he walked out of the space, things around him became clear. The gods in the void were clearing the fog on their faces, and the figure in the middle of the dojo was
The handsome man in fiery red clothes appeared clearly in Ling Feng's eyes.
at the same time.
That loud voice struck straight at me.
"Hey, is there really no one in the Honghuang Dojo?"
"These are just three fierce battles, with three weak gods bleeding. Is this the strength of this prehistoric dojo?"
"It's really disappointing."
This was the shouting voice of the handsome man in fiery red clothes.
"Hehe, Meng Yue is really powerful. He defeated three gods from the ancient dojo. Such fighting power is truly astonishing."
"Nonsense, this is one of the Ten Heavenly Gods of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and he is one of the few among the first-level gods. Is it any wonder that he suppressed those losers in the Primordial Dojo?"
"Speaking of which, I am afraid that there is really no one in the Honghuang Dojo, so it has been delayed for such a long time."
"That's of course. How many people are there to fight under Meng Yue's suppression? Don't they know how to weigh it themselves? Moreover, the Great Desolate Dojo is also known as the Last Four Dojos. It is declining year by year. How can it be compared with the Tianyu Dojo?"
These were the loud voices of the gods behind the handsome man in fiery red clothes, their eyes full of contempt for the prehistoric dojo.
Obviously.
The Sixteenth Dojo does not have much connection with the Sixteen Forces. It is run by the characters in it. The sense of glory is not strong and it is not recognized. On the contrary, the strong Dojo is popular. However, the gods like the Prehistoric Heavenly Dao still respect the Prehistoric Dojo.
Yes, I won't be rude.
While they were discussing.
Ling Feng walked up to the dojo step by step, with a cloak on his head, which looked a bit strange, but when he passed through the dojo space, the fire fox on the back of his hand was shining, symbolizing the identity of the prehistoric dojo.
This scene immediately made the gods calm down and look at Ling Feng and the big cloak.
"What the hell is going on in Honghuang Dojo? Get a cloak?"
"It won't be replaced by those gods from before, right?"
"Are you trying to be mysterious because you are worried that the defeat will be too miserable and it will embarrass the power?"
"The prehistoric dojo is enough!"
The people were very angry and refused to show their face. Even the ancient Taoist temple was in bad luck. However, Yuchen, the old Taoist in the distant space, wanted to bury his head in the soil. He was really embarrassed. Even the other gods in the ancient Taoist temple also looked ugly.
They were left speechless.
"Hey, another one comes to die?"
The handsome man in fiery red clothes smiled ferociously, not paying attention to Ling Feng at all, and mockingly asked: "Who are you?"
"Me?"
Ling Feng pointed at the big cloak and said with a smile: "I am Brother Void Cloak!"
"court death!"
The handsome man in fiery red clothes immediately became angry, feeling that Ling Feng was teasing him and daring to call him "brother" in front of him. He simply didn't know how death was written. Then, he strode forward, and the heavenly energy in his body was boiling.
.
"Hey, this idiot seems to be very aggressive. He dares to take advantage of Meng Yue. I wonder if he will be torn alive this time? Or will he be dismembered?" Someone said with gloating.
Boom!
While people were talking, the lightning flew into the sky, and a ray of heavenly power instantly amplified, forming a white tiger space, igniting the entire space, and the white tiger held a knife in its mouth, showing an orange color.
God-Destroying Heavenly Sword!
choke!
The God-Destroying Heavenly Saber suddenly lit up, and light rained down one after another. Then, the White Tiger Space actually flew into it, forming the White Tiger Space God-Destroying Slash. It suddenly flew down into the air, covering a radius of five thousand miles, and the endless sword light tore through the sky and the earth.
, struck in front of Ling Feng.
There is no doubt about it.
Once struck by such a sword light, Ling Feng would immediately be dismembered and swallowed by the White Tiger Space God-Destroying Slash. This made the face of the veteran in the distant space change. He did not expect that Meng Yue would use top power as soon as he came up. In a short time
Ling Feng will be killed inside.
This is to completely target the rhythm of the Primordial Dojo. Once Ling Feng dies, it will be difficult for them to find a replacement god in a short time. At that time, the Primordial Dojo will be stepped on by the Tianyu Dojo.
This knife is quite fierce!
"Very strong!"
Ling Feng smiled faintly, and then he stretched out a finger, at the moment when the White Tiger Space God-Destroying Slash struck the sky!
There is no momentum, no power, just that primitive finger!
Can!
On that finger, there seems to be a faint dagger flashing, as if there are butterflies flying in the sky, as if the entire sky is cut off and collapsed, facing the stars in the sky, facing the endless sword light that surges, Lingfeng points out the
One finger.
ps: Okay, Liu Xiang broke his promise again, so give it a try.
Because something happened, I still haven’t written it down. I’m extremely sorry.
Good night first, I can't guarantee that I will leave fragrance tomorrow, but as long as time permits, I will try my best.