"Sure enough, I didn't even notice him when he appeared, and I felt like I couldn't see through him."
Qiu Lingshan took a deep breath and muttered while suppressing deep shock.
"Seven stars?"
Wu Yun's eyes widened and he glanced at Ruan Haiming, who was in extremely miserable condition in the distance.
Even Seven Stars could defeat Ruan Haiming with one punch?
This is too scary.
Even if you are at the peak of Seven Stars, you won't be able to do it so easily, right?
"Eight stars?"
Wu Yun's lips trembled a little.
Qiu Lingshan's face twitched: "How is it possible? It was five-star when he came in. In such a short time, even if there is such a precious treasure, it is impossible for him to refine it."
Eight stars, absolutely impossible.
But defeating Ruan Haiming with one punch is really scary.
Ruan Haiming, Lang Bo, rushed up from the desert, with one hand bloody and bloody, his whole body trembling, and a stain of blood on his chest.
His face was pale and he stared at Chen Ling ferociously: "I actually underestimated you, Qixing? Do you think seven stars are enough?"
"Red Dragon."
Ruan Haiming roared.
The eyes are all blood red.
Anger cannot be revealed, heartbreaking.
A huge red dragon roared out from his body, holding its head high, its eyes were cold and red fire rolled, and the power of the dragon was boundless.
"kill."
Ruan Haiming concentrated his sword with murderous intent.
The red dragon's roar shook the heaven and the earth, and it killed him instantly.
In mid-air, it turned into a dragon sword.
The wind and sand in the desert solidified, and a harsh "ka-ka" sound came from the void, as if it could not bear the power of the dragon sword and broke into pieces.
Qiu Lingshan and Wu Yun's pupils were condensed, looking at the sword in horror.
Neither of them could stop this sword.
Ruan Haiming's attack just now was actually holding back. This sword was his strongest blow.
Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.
This sword is indeed terrifying.
It has almost reached the peak of seven stars.
In Jueyan Palace, Li Mingchao might be able to stop it.
He slowly raised his hand.
Sky leaf palm.
The palm is like a willow leaf fluttering, mysterious and mysterious, and I press it lightly.
Bang!
The roar pierced the ears, and the screams tore through the desert.
A dragon shadow shot out from the sword in an awkward manner, then exploded with a loud bang.
The red sword was dim and dull, and in the next moment, a large purple light enveloped the red sword and the shattered dragon shadow.
Puff puff puff!
Ruan Haiming was defenseless, as if struck by lightning, blood spurted out.
"No."
Seeing that Red Sword and Long Ying were both wrapped in purple clouds, the next moment, the connection between the two was instantly blocked, Ruan Haiming's eyes went dark, and he screamed miserably.
The next moment, he fell straight down, his energy was extremely weak, and he was motionless.
There was deathly silence between heaven and earth.
Even the turbulent wind and sand completely stopped surging at this moment.
Purple clouds fill the air endlessly.
Then it slowly sank into Chen Ling's body.
The small tree in Dantian and the seven blood crystals all bloomed with splendor at this moment.
A layer of bronze halo flashed, and the small tree seemed to be nourished.
"A seven-star level bloodline foundation is not weak."
Chen Ling sighed in his heart, but the improvement was really not big.
Glancing at Ruan Haiming, Chen Ling sneered.
If he doesn't die, this guy will be useless.
The foundation of the bloodline has been swallowed up. There may be treasures that can restore the bloodline again, but even if it can be restored, the cultivation level has fallen directly to the zero level. It is difficult to restore it to the present.
Moreover, even if it recovers, there is no possibility of further progress in this life.
Bai Ting's whole body was trembling, his lips were trembling, and endless fear filled his eyes.
One punch and one palm.
Ruan Haiming is dead.
Fear, overwhelming fear.
He couldn't even think of escaping.
There is no aura revealed, but it is more intimidating and oppressive than the most powerful ancient beast.
Qiu Lingshan and Wu Yun were so shocked that their minds went blank.
"Chen, Chen Ling, I was wrong. I should have taken action against you earlier."
"I am willing to make it up to you, Chen Ling. All the treasures I have obtained will be given to you. Please spare me once."
"Qingjiang Tower and Jueyan Palace still have a friendly relationship."
Three things appeared in front of Bai Ting, a piece of red metal as big as a basin, a jade bottle filled with crystal clear liquid, and a green fruit as big as a fist.
Bai Ting waved his hand, and all three things flew to Chen Ling. He looked at Chen Ling pleadingly.
"He can't really be Eight Stars, can he?"
Wu Yun swallowed and said with a trembling voice.
With one palm, he defeated Ruan Haiming and forcibly swallowed the opponent's bloodline foundation. With Ruan Haiming's strength, it would be difficult for even the Seven-Star Peak to achieve this.
Only eight stars.
But at the eight-star level, how is this possible?
Qiu Lingshan pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer Wu Yun's question.
Eight stars?
Really unbelievable.
But in front of you, how can you do it without eight-star strength?
Chen Ling glanced at Bai Ting in surprise. This guy was quite decisive.
After taking a look at those three things, they all contain quite a lot of energy.
Especially the fruit among them is almost as good as the embryo of ordinary divine weapons.
He waved his sleeves and took away all three items without ceremony.
Glancing at Bai Ting, who was still frightened, Chen Ling said calmly: "Let you go, take him and get out of here."
"Thank you."
Bai Ting was relieved, wiped the cold sweat from his face, and hurried to Ruan Haiming.
Feeling the latter's declining vitality and the almost non-existent blood fluctuations in his body, Bai Ting's face twitched violently, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
Wasted.
This guy is completely useless.
Even if the bloodline can be restored, even entering the lord realm may not be easy.
As soon as a thought flashed across his mind, he quickly mentioned Ruan Haiming, got up and left.
But in an instant, he stopped in mid-air.
Chen Ling also turned his head and looked into the distance.
Three figures suddenly emerged from the void.
The third son of Xuanbing and the three brothers of Meng family.
"You informed me?"
Chen Ling frowned and looked at Bai Ting.
Bai Ting's expression froze slightly, and he immediately ran over like lightning.
The three Meng brothers came, and it was indeed him who summoned them.
But Chen Ling, who is almost eight-star strong...
No, how could he be an eight-star star?
It had only been ten days since we entered the Ancient Blood Treasure Land. Even if we had obtained several embryos of divine weapons, it was absolutely impossible to achieve such terrifying speed.
Bai Ting felt a little relieved and met the three Meng brothers.
"Junior Brother Chen, the three Meng brothers are here, you..."
Qiu Lingshan's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at Chen Ling, with deep curiosity and horror in his eyes.
Chen Ling waved his hand and said, "It's okay, leave it to me."
Hearing this, Qiu Lingshan and Wu Yun looked at each other, and huge waves arose in their hearts.
The three Montessori brothers join forces and reach the peak of Seven Stars. One of them is definitely no match.
They had deeply experienced this before.
Li Mingchao is the strongest among the five of them, almost at the peak of Seven Stars.
He is stronger than any of the three Meng brothers, but if the three of them join forces, Li Mingchao will definitely be defeated.
Chen Ling dared to speak so boldly, except for Baxing...
Crazy.
Qiu Lingshan and Wu Yun's minds were buzzing in confusion.
What kind of adventures and treasures of fortune can take a person from five stars to eight stars in such a short period of time?
Even for them, it took at least several years for each star to achieve a rapid breakthrough after accumulating a lot of treasures.
Both of their minds were about to explode. (To be continued)