Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters King Kong Jue
"Hey, it's true that the Heavenly Saint King is your backer, but you may not necessarily have your heart towards the Heavenly Saint King."
"Boy, tell me what you know."
"Otherwise, die."
The strong men looked cold and aloof, and their majestic killing intent surged out.
Except for Xiling, Qingmu and the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan, the other powerful men from all tribes were all staring at Chen Ling with eager eyes.
"I don't know anything, what do you want me to say?" Chen Ling gritted his teeth and did not flinch.
Damn, these old guys.
He cursed secretly in his mind.
Now how to do?
He glanced at the Heavenly Saint King, who seemed to be really dead.
died.
Chen Ling felt a little sad in his heart.
The Heavenly Saint King and even the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan treated him well. Once the Heavenly Saint King dies, the consequences can be imagined.
Each of these guys has evil intentions, and the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan may also be affected.
Damn Chen Feng, this guy set all this up, is it a dead end?
"Boy, it seems you really don't want to say anything anymore."
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink as a penalty." An old man from the Feng clan suddenly shot out and hit Chen Ling with a palm wrapped in blazing flames.
Chen Ling's expression changed drastically and he backed away crazily.
Bang!
When Chen Ling was desperate, the old man from the Phoenix tribe screamed and flew out.
Xiling stood in front of him.
"A bunch of idiots." Xiling glanced at everyone indifferently.
"Xiling, what do you mean?" The old man from the Feng tribe gritted his teeth and glared at Xiling.
Others looked fearful.
Xiling and Qingmu are already the strongest among everyone at this moment.
Even if there were so many of them, they would not dare to provoke two people easily.
"How can a Holy Saint hide this from you old guys? You can't even see it, and you still doubt this and that."
"If you have some free time, why not study what else is weird here." Xiling sneered again and again.
"You want to kill Chen Ling now? Huh, don't forget there are two guards outside. If you kill the descendants of the Chen family, what if something unexpected happens?"
This sentence made everyone change their expressions.
Everyone is fully aware of the terrifying nature of the two guards outside.
Even with the strength of the Heavenly Saint King and others, there is no resistance, killing them is like slaughtering chickens and dogs.
Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Xiling didn't sincerely save him, he solved his crisis.
He glanced at everyone. The expressions of a group of old guys were changing, but they gradually fell away from him.
He couldn't help but look at the coffin.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards the coffin.
"Is there anything weird about this coffin?" Xiling looked at Chen Ling.
Chen Ling shook his head: "I don't know. However, if it is the ancestor Chen Feng inside, I don't know if my bloodline can be opened."
Xiling's eyes lit up when he heard this.
At present, there are only this coffin and three jade seats in the palace.
He didn't dare touch the Amyrlin Throne, as the Heavenly Saint King had learned from the past, and he even sympathized with the Heavenly Saint King.
Now all that's left is the coffin.
Although the others were carefully studying various parts of the hall, they were also paying close attention to Chen Ling and Xiling.
Seeing this scene, everyone cheered up and took a look.
Chen Ling slowly squeezed out a drop of blood and dropped it on the coffin lid.
The essence and blood quickly seeped into the coffin and then disappeared.
Xiling and Qingmu stood on both sides of the coffin, staring at the coffin nervously.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths, four breaths...
Nothing happened.
Xiling and Qingmu's expressions gradually changed from nervous to livid and gloomy.
"Damn Chen Feng." Xiling suddenly punched the coffin with a loud bang.
"No, if this is a dead end, why did the guard outside ask me to wait in?" Aoki said suddenly.
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qingmu thoughtfully. His eyes gradually shifted to the three jade thrones again.
"The patriarch is not dead."
This sight shocked him greatly, and he saw the Tiansheng King's eyelids twitching.
"What? The Heavenly Saint King is not dead?"
Everyone immediately gathered and stared at the Heavenly Saint King.
There was no movement for a long while.
"Boy, are you looking for death?" someone shouted angrily.
"I think you are looking for death." A muffled roar suddenly resounded through the hall.
boom!
The golden and jade light exploded, and the Heavenly Saint King suddenly opened his eyes. The golden light was like a knife. His whole body was covered with a layer of 'golden clothes', exuding extremely fierce and unparalleled power.
"The Holy King of Heaven."
Everyone shouted.
call out!
Bang!
The man who shouted angrily a moment ago was slammed to the ground, and a big hand strangled his neck like a pliers. The Heavenly Saint King smiled coldly and directly broke his neck.
"Tian Sheng King, you have gone too far." The person who died was a member of the Divine Forbidden Tribe. The leader of the Divine Forbidden Tribe glared at the Holy King of Heaven angrily, but did not dare to take action.
Because the aura of the Heavenly Saint King at this moment was too terrifying, giving all of them an unprecedented oppression.
The Heavenly Saint King slowly turned around and stared at the Phoenix Clan with cold eyes.
"Everything that happened just now, I, the king, have seen in my heart."
"Feng Clan, do you dare to bully my people?"
The old man from the Feng clan trembled all over and said hurriedly: "Tian Sheng King, you want to spit on others. Everyone thought something happened to you, so they asked Chen Ling."
"die."
The Heavenly Saint King disappeared instantly.
"The Holy King of Heaven."
The old man of the Phoenix tribe screamed: "Feng tribe, kill."
Bang bang bang~~
The figure flickered, and in less than ten breaths, all the people of the Phoenix Clan were killed.
The golden and jade-like palm of the Heavenly Saint King shook, and a drop of blood sprinkled on the ground, slowly sweeping towards everyone.
Everyone was stunned, their faces were blank, and they looked at the Heavenly Saint King in fear.
"The breath on your body is not true energy, it is immortal power."
Xiling's eyes widened and he stared at Tiansheng King: "What did you get?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone rushed towards the jade throne.
At this moment, who cares about the bodies on the ground?
Unlucky to die.
"hehe."
The Heavenly Saint King smiled and said: "There is a technique on the throne called Vajra Art, which converts all my power into immortal power."
"I think there should be a technique in these three thrones that can transform our power into immortal power."
"This Vajra Jue is indeed powerful. After it is transformed into immortal power, I will be stronger than before."
The Heavenly Saint King laughed excitedly.
Phew! Phew!
One after another, figures shot out and rushed towards the Amyrlin Throne crazily.
Three figures took the lead and sat cross-legged on the throne. The people behind them gritted their teeth and had no choice but to step back, but they all stared closely at them.
The throne of the Heavenly Saint King is still glowing with gold and jade.
The one in the middle is milky white, and the one on the left is red.
Seeing the changes of the three people on the Amyrlin gradually becoming exactly like that of the Heavenly Holy King, everyone went crazy.
Everyone knows how terrifying the power of immortality is.
Convert all your cultivation into immortal power, control the immortal power, and you can imagine the changes in your own strength.
The Heavenly Saint King ignored everyone and then looked at Chen Ling.
"Clan leader, congratulations." At this moment, Chen Ling's heart was completely relieved.
The great improvement in strength of the Heavenly Saint King is gratifying.
"Unfortunately, this should not be the realm of the Martial God." The Heavenly Saint King frowned and said.
"Even if we are not in the realm of the Martial God, this time is a huge gain. Being able to control the immortal power will greatly improve our strength. This holy tomb contains great secrets, and there may be secrets we don't know about even deeper." A Devourer
The strong man from the Sky Beast Tribe said excitedly.
"That's true." Tiansheng King nodded.
"Chen Feng did a good thing." He looked at the coffin, shook his head slightly and sighed.
It's a pity that such characters are dead. (To be continued)