A terrifying and ferocious power swept across the realm.
"Um?"
Chen Ling was shocked.
Fang Zhi developed an unusual domain. He actually completely integrated the domain with his own bloodline, integrating the power of the domain into himself, and his power became extremely terrifying.
He was covered in golden light, and a ferocious golden-winged celestial roc loomed faintly behind him.
"Be careful."
Fang Zhi grinned, wings suddenly appeared on his back, and the golden-winged Tianpeng's shadow suddenly shrank into his body.
Its wings fluttered, creating strong winds and huge waves, as sharp as swords, unparalleled in strength.
The huge wave flew into the sky and turned into a giant palm and slapped it down.
The martial arts arena was shaken violently.
With the blessing of the power of the domain, Fang Zhi's strength reached an extreme.
Chen Ling's eyes were excited, and the Divine Prison was completely integrated with the origin of his bloodline, turning into pure and extreme power and punching him.
boom!
The fists and palms collided, the air waves shook the sky, and the two figures retreated simultaneously.
"Can you actually be on an equal footing with Fang Zhi?"
One of the commanders murmured in horror.
It was divided with one blow, and Fang Zhi's eyes showed surprise.
"Come again."
Chen Ling's eyes were full of fighting spirit and he was extremely excited. He stamped his foot and shot out.
The majestic power of the blood spread out and turned into a purple-gold vortex.
"snort."
Fang Zhi snorted coldly, and a series of golden divine patterns condensed, and he punched out in horror.
Under the golden divine pattern, the fist light seemed to be a golden-winged sky roc clenched tightly, covered with scales, and the ancient divine power surged out, with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
boom!
He punched into the whirlpool, causing the whirlpool to dent violently, and all the violent power was swallowed up by the whirlpool.
"How is that possible?"
Fang Zhi was horrified and had to withdraw his fist without hesitation.
Chen Ling suddenly smiled slyly: "Swallow."
boom!
The vortex suddenly surged, and the endless devouring power exploded. The vortex expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its fists were driven away by the car.
"impossible."
"My blood."
Fang Zhi screamed and struggled wildly, but the force of swallowing was even more powerful.
The blood power in his body was absorbed without any control at all.
"What happened?"
"Fang Zhi was actually oppressed?"
"Hiss, swallow, that guy is swallowing Fang Zhi's blood, his blood is actually swallowing." Several commanders were also shocked at this moment.
"Get out of my way."
Fang Zhi roared angrily, his eyes turning red.
His body suddenly erupted with dense divine marks.
As soon as Pu appeared, the divine pattern turned out to be a feather, a golden spiritual feather, like a sword, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and instantly enveloped Chen Ling like a realm.
The next moment, the infinite golden feathers condensed into a shocking sword and slashed at Chen Ling wildly.
Chen Ling suddenly raised his head, stretched out one hand to control the swallowing vortex, and pointed out with the other hand.
"Prisoning Heaven Finger."
puff!
A purple-gold finger light penetrated the void and hit the sword light hard.
Click!
The sword light cracked in response to the sound.
"Swallow it for me."
Chen Ling's eyes were full of coldness, his blood was stimulated to the limit, the divine prison exploded, and his strength completely suppressed Fang Zhi.
The invisible power of the realm suppressed the origin of Fang Zhide's bloodline, and his bloodline was constantly being lost.
puff!
Fang Zhi trembled all over, his eyes were about to burst, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he struggled in pain.
How could he be so strong?
Its field even made his scalp numb.
Such divine power made it difficult for his domain to be suppressed, making it difficult for him to react.
It is simply unbelievable that an outsider, domain and bloodline could completely suppress a direct descendant of his ancient clan.
"I surrender."
Fang Zhi's face turned pale and he yelled suddenly.
Chen Ling's eyes flashed, and the vortex in his palm suddenly shrank into his body.
"Concession."
Chen Ling cupped his fists and saluted, then stood up slowly.
Fang Zhi took a deep breath, feeling the loss of blood, and his face turned livid.
Although the original source was not damaged, a lot was lost.
After this battle, he had to at least go back and recover for some time.
There was dead silence in the martial arts arena.
Fang Shaoming swallowed hard and looked at Chen Ling in horror.
Even the four strongest commanders were all moved by it.
Fang Yao smiled bitterly.
I even thought that I could be on an equal footing with Chen Ling. Even if I lost, it wouldn't be much different.
But now, this may not be its true strength.
"Does anyone still have questions now?"
Fang Nan nodded with satisfaction. He had expected this scene.
Chen Ling's bloodline and domain are very strong, even better than the ancient bloodline.
"I'll wait, no doubt."
Fang Yao and the other five people looked at each other, and after a moment they all bowed and said in unison.
Fang Nan smiled lightly and said: "From today on, Chen Ling will be the tenth commander of the Inner Guards Hall, and he will carry a bronze armor."
"Isn't there a team of at least thirty people in the Inner Guard Hall? You should separate some of them and give them to Chen Ling."
"Yes, Palace Master."
The nine commanders all accepted the order, their eyes flashed past Chen Ling, and then each commander spoke one after another.
"Fang Shan, Fang Luoyun, Shi Feng...you and the others will join the tenth team."
"Yang Xuan, Fang Li, Hu Fei..."
…
As the nine commanders opened their mouths, monks walked out from the queue behind them and walked to Chen Ling and stood in front of them with great respect.
Soon, more than forty monks lined up neatly, looking at Chen Ling with complex expressions, and then suddenly saluted neatly: "See the commander."
The sense of killing was surging, and it was obvious that every monk had experienced battles for a long time.
Chen Ling moved slightly.
The power gained by the Neiwei Palace is indeed powerful.
Such a force can easily destroy more than one first-class force.
Of course, it does not include monarch-level powerhouses.
"Let's all disperse. The ten of you will stay."
Fang Nan looked around and shouted in a deep voice.
Many of the inner guard monks all respectfully stepped back. After a while, only ten Chen Ling were left in the martial arts arena.
Fang Nan looked solemn and said coldly: "In three months, there will be trials for the internal guards of each clan."
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces were filled with awe and terrifying solemnity. (To be continued)