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Chapter 501: Capture the Shapeshifting Grass

Although he had never fought against Chen Ling, he was aware of Chen Ling's battle with the Blood-horned Purple Winged Eagle, and at most he was comparable to an intermediate Martial Master.

But now he is not even the enemy of Yihe?

This is simply appalling.

At this moment, he discovered that Chen Ling's cultivation had reached the intermediate level of Martial Master.

In just a few days, he has broken through two major hurdles from the peak of Martial Emperor, which is terrifying.

In the distance, the blue skylark was stunned.

After competing with her for several days, the demon bear was defeated instantly and was unable to resist...

She was frightened for a while, gritted her teeth, glanced at the demon bear unwillingly, and quickly ran away.

How dare she stay at this time?

If you stay, you won't even be able to save your life.

Although the Transformation Grass is precious, it does not mean giving up life.

"Hand over the Transformation Grass, otherwise, you will die." Chen Ling shouted coldly.

The demon bear twitched all over and spat out a mouthful of blood unwillingly.

His internal organs were tumbling, and convulsions and severe pain kept coming.

Chen Ling exerted force on his feet, with murderous intent.

The devil bear screamed: "Don't kill me, I'll hand it over."

Chen Ling took a deep look at the demon bear and released his foot.

The Demon Bear raised its huge claws, a magical light glowed in its palms, and it emerged from being wrapped in the Transforming Grass.

"Transformation Grass."

Chen Ling's eyes lit up when he saw the Transformation Grass.

Finally got it.

He took away the Transformation Grass like lightning.

The Demon Bear's heart was bleeding, it was the Transforming Grass. He fought hard to get it, but he didn't expect it to be taken away again.

"You know what I mean."

Chen Ling smiled coldly, saying that he had no enmity with the demon bear and had no intention of killing the latter.

Putting away the transformation grass, he flew up in a flash and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The demon bear collapsed to the ground and let out a low roar of pain.

Chen Ling flew across the sky and went deep into the land of ancient corpses.

The transformation grass has been obtained, and the purpose has been achieved.

There are still a few days left before the half-month period, so he will naturally not give up such a good opportunity.

An opportunity like the Land of Ancient Corpses cannot be given up easily.

There are many treasures here, which are of great benefit to warriors.

He was looking forward to getting another drop of holy blood.

However, he also thought about it.

Holy blood is precious and can only be found but cannot be sought. It would be best to find it again.

Bang!

With one punch, a mountain peak was shattered, split into pieces, and the earth collapsed.

With a quick sweep of his mind, Chen Ling found a fist-sized blood clot in the depths.

Although the power in this blood clot is one-time use, after being refined, it is extremely powerful when used to defend against enemies.

Search deeply as you go.

There are more and more blood clots on his body.

call out!

In the distance, a stream of light flashed.

"The ancient Sky Whale Clan?"

Chen Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, his figure standing still.

In the past, when he was not strong enough, he would avoid monsters and the ancient Sky Whales when he encountered them. But now, things are different from the past.

"Human warrior?"

The visitor is a young man from the Tianjing Ancient Clan, a middle-level martial master.

When he saw Chen Ling, he stopped immediately.

"You actually broke through to the middle level of Martial Lord, hiss."

The moment he saw Chen Ling, the young man took a deep breath and stared at Chen Ling in disbelief.

On the next move, his eyes were full of greed, and he said coldly: "I know you have the strength of the middle-level Martial Lord, but your previous cultivation was at the peak of Martial Emperor. What treasure did you get?"

No matter how talented you are, you will never be able to continuously break through Martial Lord and reach the intermediate level of Martial Lord in just one week.

It must be an extremely precious treasure.

"Don't you recognize me?" The other party didn't recognize him, which made Chen Ling feel a little strange.

Didn't the Ancient Sky Whale Clan disclose his information?

"Recognize you? Of course I recognize you." The young man was slightly stunned, and then said with a ferocious smile: "Human warrior, hand over the treasures on your body."

Chen Ling laughed and shook his head: "It seems you really don't recognize me."

"What do you mean?" "Who are you?"

The young man noticed something strange and couldn't help but change his expression.

"My name is Chen Ling."

"Chen Ling...Chen Ling...you, it's you, it's you...ah..."

The young man's eyes widened, he suddenly pointed at Chen Ling and opened his mouth, unspeakable horror spread across his face.

Click!

Chen Ling appeared behind the young man and broke the young man's neck.

"The Sky Whale Ancient Clan, we don't need to be merciful to each other."

"There are still nine ancient Sky Whale tribes left here."

Chen Ling raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and shot out one after another, destroying the corpses and leaving no trace.

When Chen Ling killed the young man, somewhere in the land of ancient corpses, Ji Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed.

"Ji Fan was killed."

Ji Xiaotian's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

There were only three people beside him.

"What? Who is it? You dare to kill our ancient Sky Whale Clan." A young man yelled in horror.

"Hmph, there are quite a few people who are not nice to us."

Ji Xiaotian snorted coldly, his eyes filled with endless chill, and then he turned to a certain direction, and his figure flew up: "Let's go."

The group of four quickly left.

After killing the young man, Chen Ling sat cross-legged on a nearby hill, holding a blood clot in his hand and refining it with his eyes closed.

With a breakthrough in cultivation, the speed of refining blood clots greatly increases.

In half an hour, he can refine one.

This bloody power is stronger than the average mid-level Martial Lord, and even reaches the high-level Martial Lord.

"After getting the Transformation Grass, it won't be difficult to kill the people of the Ancient Sky Whale Clan. However, you have to be careful when you leave the Land of Ancient Corpses."

"There are so many holy talismans on that woman, Lingyan. She deserves to be the daughter of the leader of the Tongtian Sect. With so many holy talismans, even if a saint comes, I can escape."

While refining the blood clot, Chen Ling suddenly raised his head and looked towards the horizon.

"It's coming so soon."

"But why are there only four?"

Chen Ling frowned when he felt four auras, one high-level Martial Lord and three mid-level Martial Lord.

It was obvious that the other party was separated.

He stood up slowly and faced the sky.

Four figures arrived in an instant, appearing at the place where they killed the young man before.

"There are traces of battle. Ji Fan's body is missing." Ji Xiaotian looked down at the traces of battle on the ground gloomily.

"Brother Tian, ​​human warrior."

A young man stared at Chen Ling and exclaimed.

"Human warrior?"

Ji Xiaotian's pupils shrank and he saw Chen Ling like lightning.

"Then humans are talking about the peak of Martial Emperor? How can it be the intermediate level of Martial Emperor?" Ji Xiaotian looked suspicious.

"He had a battle with Blood Horn. He is indeed the peak Martial Emperor, unless he breaks through."

"hiss."

"From the peak of the Martial Emperor to the intermediate level of the Martial Lord, what treasures did he get?"

"Ji Fan might have been killed by him. Damn it, his peak Martial Emperor level is comparable to the Martial Lord Intermediate Level. Now that he has broken through to the Martial Lord Intermediate Level, his strength..."

Ji Xiaotian took a deep breath and showed fear in his eyes.

The peak of Martial Emperor is comparable to the intermediate level of Martial Lord.

What about the mid-level Martial Master?

This human made him feel a huge threat.

"Did you kill Ji Fan?" Ji Xiaotian said coldly.

"good."

Chen Ling smiled calmly.

Ji Xiaotian's face became even more ugly.

So confident, this guy's strength... (To be continued)


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