If he had changed his body here, Wang Baole might still say that he didn't dare, but now his original Dharma body is almost invulnerable to all poisons. There are things in this world that can poison his Dharma body, but its value
It's so big that not many people would be willing to use it to poison themselves.
So Wang Baole raised his eyebrows and immediately laughed, with a very heroic aura, as if he was not afraid of life and death, or in other words, he didn't know what life and death were.
"Of course Long Nanzi wants to drink the wine of fellow Taoist Ku Ling!" As he said this, Wang Baole's body swayed and turned into a rainbow, rushing towards the meteorite layer in front, passing quickly among the meteorites without even looking at the surroundings.
The Ziwu Legion monks who were eyeing them with eager eyes walked directly to the place where the five fake immortals were and arrived at the meteorite where Taoist Ku Ling was sitting.
Without any restraint, after arriving here, Wang Baole simply sat across from him, picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. He didn't care whether the wine was good or not, and started to admire it.
“Good wine!”
As soon as these words came out, Taoist Ku Ling opposite him had a bright look in his eyes. He looked at Wang Baole carefully and put down the animal bones in his hands. He didn't care that his hands were greasy. He picked up his wine glass and drank it.
Open your mouth.
"Long Nanzi, with your fake immortal cultivation, you dare to challenge my second legion. Are you looking for death?"
"Would you know if you try it?" Wang Baole laughed, picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass.
"What if you lose?" Taoist Ku Ling looked as usual and continued to ask.
"You shouldn't lose." Wang Baole finished the wine in the glass and licked his lips. He was right to praise this drink before. It indeed tasted extraordinary.
"What if we win?" Taoist Ku Ling spoke again.
"After winning, I will naturally prepare to challenge the First Legion." Wang Baole blinked and looked at Taoist Ku Ling.
Taoist Ku Ling narrowed his eyes and stared at Wang Baole for a while, then he suddenly laughed and raised his right hand slowly. His whole body cultivation exploded at this moment. The aura of the middle stage Spirit Immortal suddenly spread in all directions. At the same time, the five fake people around him
Immortal-like cultivation spreads, and there are one hundred thousand Ziwu Legion monks all around. All of them are like this. For a moment, this meteorite area seems to have a storm crisscrossing the starry sky.
From a distance, it seemed that a huge whirlpool had formed here, like a beast's mouth, trying to swallow Wang Baole completely. On Wang Baole's side, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the emperor's armor suddenly appeared all over his body at this moment.
The operation of the red crystal, the spirit wave bursts out like a spirit fairy, and spreads out with a compelling momentum. To a certain extent, although it is not as good as the withering spirit, it gives people the feeling that it can fight with it!
On the one hand, this feeling comes from his previous experience and self-confidence, and on the other hand, it comes from the stellar fire in his body. The confidence formed by all this was immediately clearly noticed by Taoist Ku Ling, and his narrowed eyes showed a bright light.
, after looking at Wang Baole carefully, the right hand he raised slowly lowered it.
As he put it down, the fluctuations in the cultivation level of the monks of the Ziwu Legion around him disappeared one after another, as did the five fake immortals. Until Ku Ling's own cultivation level also dissipated at this moment, the atmosphere around him was full of tension.
, all disappeared.
This scene made Wang Baole's eyes flash with a profound light, and he had a vague guess in his heart, so he also dismissed the imperial armor and continued to sit there, staring at the withered spirit.
The two of them looked at each other across the desk for about three breaths, then Taoist Ku Ling withdrew his gaze and spoke calmly.
"Do you like my wine?"
"Not bad." Wang Baole said thoughtfully with a smile.
"The wine is for you. Ziwu Army, surrender!" Taoist Ku Ling stood up and looked up at the starry sky. His voice roared like thunder, as if it was about to be transmitted into the depths of nothingness. After saying this, he laughed and turned around.
, left the meteorite directly, and all the Ziwu Legion monks and warships around them retreated one after another. After flying up one by one, they roared away towards the depths of the meteorite with Taoist Ku Ling.
Soon, except for Wang Baole, there were no other monks in this area.
"It's interesting." Wang Baole sat there, squinted his eyes, picked up the wine bottle and put it to his mouth. After taking a big sip, he completely understood in his heart that in fact, when he arrived here just now, he had a vague guess, and then withdrew.
The performance of the spiritual Taoist made his guess feel more and more correct.
This guess is...Ku Ling Taoist doesn't want to fight!
Just like Fairy Lingyou and the commander of the fourth legion, they chose a certain level of help with the purpose of consuming other legions. Although the target was the first legion, it would naturally be good if they could consume the second legion.
As for Ku Ling Taoist, he can become the leader of an army and is in the middle stage of cultivation as a spiritual immortal. He is naturally not a stupid person, and his ambition is obviously not small. Therefore, after noticing Wang Baole's cultivation and combat power, he combined some known information
, after finally confirming that Wang Baole did have the strength to threaten the Second Army, he chose to admit defeat.
Obviously admitting defeat is not shameful in his opinion. His purpose is very simple. It is not even a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. He wants to see Wang Baole fight to the death with the First Legion!!
In this way, for him, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Compared with getting this opportunity, Taoist Ku Ling doesn't care about winning or losing in the moment.
"They are all old foxes." After Wang Baole drank all the wine in the flask, he stood up and left the meteorite layer. He was about to return to his Life-Splitting Army, but just when he was about to step into the teleportation vortex, Wang Baole stopped.
, turning his head to look at the starry sky in the distance.
The moment he looked, there was a loud roar in the starry sky, and he could see two palms stretching out from the void as if from another space, grabbing the surrounding void, and pulling hard outwards, making a sound
A huge gap opened up in the sky.
In the exposed gap, there is an extremely tall, huge black figure. This figure is covered with sharp thorns. It looks extraordinary. Its cultivation fluctuates to catch up with the middle stage of the spirit immortal. It is... the idea of the first legion!
Behind him, there are nine waves, including men and women. Each one is wearing a good armor. Although it is not a magic ship, it can also increase their combat power. These nine waves are fake immortals.
, the nine of them are naturally the nine war immortals under the First Legion!
Behind, there are countless battleships, which are endless and can make people feel shocked after seeing them. Not to mention, among these many battleships, there are five... Dharma ships that emit spiritual waves!!
These five French ships made Wang Baole's pupils shrink suddenly.
And... at the very end of all this, there is a palace floating. No one in the palace can be seen, but the monstrous aura emanating from the inside of the palace, which is enough to suppress the starry sky and sweep away all immortals, has already explained the people in the palace.
identity.
It's... Gu Mo, the first person under the ancestor in Zhangtian Xingxian Sect and the commander of the first legion of Lingxian Dzogchen!
"Long Nanzi, I'll give you another chance to join my first legion." When Wang Baole's mind was shaken, Yi Nianzi spoke lightly, and his voice passed through the cracks in the space and spread to all directions in the starry sky.
This is not an invitation, but a deterrent; this is not an inquiry, but a warning!
Wang Baole was silent. He didn't care for a moment, and the same was true for the nine fake immortals. But the five magic ships put a lot of pressure on him, not to mention Gu Mo...
"Don't say anything? That's fine. I'll give you another chance. Don't you dislike me? I'm waiting for you to challenge me!" He narrowed his eyes and spoke again.
Wang Baole raised his head and looked calmly, looked at the subject for a moment, and then looked at everything that was waiting in the crack. Without saying a word, he turned around and stepped directly into the teleportation vortex, and his figure disappeared in an instant.
Until he disappeared, there was some regret in his eyes. If Wang Baole really came to challenge just now, then everything would be simple. To a certain extent, it would be a challenge to the First Legion.
"Forget it, I'm not a fool, how could I not see that there is a problem." Yi Nianzi murmured, turned towards the palace in the distance, bowed respectfully, then raised his right hand and waved, the crack of nothingness that was torn open, instantly
Healing, starry sky restoration.
At the same time, Wang Baole, who had returned to the Fate-Splitting Legion through teleportation, looked extremely gloomy the moment he walked out. He stood there in silence for a long time, with a sudden look of determination in his eyes. He raised his right hand and took out the contact jade slip given by Xie Haiyang.
Direct voice transmission.
"Fellow Daoist Haiyang, if the information you mentioned at the beginning really contains the destiny that allows me to be promoted to a spiritual immortal, then... I want it!"