The distance between Qingshi City and Anyuan City is not that far.
Ling Tian, Ding Jiu and the assassination team were all experts, and they had arrived not far outside Anyuan City in just two days.
At this point, Ling Tian did not move forward, but stopped.
"Sir, Suo Gao and other hall masters and guardians each mobilized their own manpower to form a team of troops and are preparing to come towards us..."
On the third day, Ding Jiu, who had been sending people to pay attention to the movements in Anyuan City, arrived in front of Ling Tian and said.
As he spoke, Ding Jiu looked extremely calm, but in his mind he was thinking about how Ling Tian had stopped moving forward when he arrived here.
In his opinion, this should be what Ling Tian expected.
At this moment, Ding didn't see Ling Tian's eyes shrink slightly for a long time, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although the dispatch of men by Suo Gao and other hall masters and the guardians did not go beyond Ling Tian's expectations, this was the worst situation Ling Tian had expected.
It was even worse that Murong Xian didn't make any move, and Ling Tian understood it completely. After all, Murong Xian had great righteousness at his disposal. If he could really fight against those hall masters and protectors, there would be no need to shout about reforms every day.
Originally, in Ling Tian's mind, rumors of reform had been around for about a year. Ling Tian guessed that the Hall Master Protector and Murong Xian must be wary of each other, then confront each other, and be in vain and submissive.
Therefore, he wanted to take advantage of Murong Xian's strength after fighting Zhao Duo and completely breaking up with Suo Gao.
Now it seems that this opportunity is undoubtedly a failure.
As a result, it seemed that there was only one way left for him to go.
If he continues to kill, he will kill all the hall masters, protectors, and gang members, and the Earth Dragon Gang will no longer have anything that threatens him.
"Pass this booklet around and learn as much as you can before the war..."
Ling Tian reached into his arms, took out a booklet and handed it to Ding Jiu.
At this moment, Ding Jiu no longer dared to underestimate the booklet Ling Tian gave him, and he took the booklet carefully.
Waving his hand, Ling Tian signaled Ding Jiu to immediately pass on the martial arts in the booklet to the assassination team. Ling Tian slowly closed his eyes.
The search time for dungeons is seven days, which Ling Tian has already met, and there are already dungeon worlds waiting to be selected on the data panel.
The Dilong Gang is a large gang in the northern part of the Great Zhou Empire, but the leader and protector are only at the Xiantian realm.
Now, Ling Tian's gains from Swordsman's World have been integrated into countless mysteries of martial arts at the peak of the Houtian Realm in the past few days, and his own realm has reached the late Houtian Realm, infinitely close to the peak.
If you come to the dungeon world again, as long as the level of the dungeon you enter is too low, you may not be able to break into Xiantian in one go.
And based on Xiaoao's experience, if he can obtain the top martial arts in the world he goes to, then the power he can control should be higher than the average talent in this world.
"Number of optional copies: 4..."
Soon, Ling Tian found the dungeon world column on the data panel.
This time, there are obviously many more optional dungeons than the first time.
Ling Tian's consciousness was concentrated, weak fluctuations flashed, and the four optional copies were slowly unfolded.
"This search consumes 20,000 yuan of luck..."
"The body is infinite, the gods are indestructible, and reaching the limit of the body, this world needs 50,000 fortunes to open..."
"The inner strength is mysterious, the world is free, the North Ming subdues the dragon, the universe is in a struggle, this world needs 70,000 fortunes to open..."
"The void is broken, heaven and earth work together, the immortal gate is indefinite, the divine way is ethereal, this world needs a hundred thousand luck to open..."
"Thousands of years, eternal search, immortals and Buddhas are extinct, why is immortality, the sword world is empty, how can hell exist, this world needs 200,000 fortunes to open..."
Ling Tian's face darkened suddenly when he saw the new prompt.
It seems that nothing is consumed when entering the dungeon for the first time. Except for the 100 luck required to open the system, there are no requirements for searching and entering the dungeon.
Not to mention entering this time, this search actually cost 20,000 luck.
He had only accumulated 200,000 luck by sweeping through the Swordsman World, but he had spent one-tenth of it in just one search.
It was even more exaggerated to enter. The lowest one cost 50,000 Luck, and he couldn't even get into the highest one.
With a dark face, Ling Tian gave up on the fourth dungeon, which he couldn't even get into, and began to look at the first three dungeons carefully.
He carefully tasted the introductions of the three copies, and then chose the third one without any hesitation.
One hundred thousand fortunes disappeared in an instant, and the world in front of Ling Tian began to distort, then dissipate and reorganize.
World travel, world reorganization...
Huge pressure and dizziness began to appear. However, compared to the previous time, Ling Tian was not immediately unaware of what was going on this time.
However, this did not immediately lead to big trouble without knowing the personnel.
The second before he became dizzy, he didn't know why his brain was twitching, and Ling Tian's hand unconsciously stretched out towards the twisted world.
The terrifying aura and inexplicable pressure instantly poured in along Ling Tian's outstretched hand. Even when he was unconscious, Ling Tian felt that his body and soul were being crushed and reorganized.
The endless repetition is like a computer crashing, and although he is obviously in a coma, the feeling of the crushing and reorganization of the body to the soul is clearly terrifying.
The feeling of being turned into powder and then condensed again almost made Ling Tian think that he was going crazy.
In the blink of an eye, it seemed like another thousand years, and finally, the stuck world began to dissipate.
No longer reorganized, the body and soul began to emerge as if they were loose after being steamed.
The feeling returns again, and there is only a little source of internal strength left in the body. It will take ten days and a half to fully recover.
But Tiangang Body Refining seems to have undergone some mysterious changes.
"That, that... take them all away. His Majesty the Emperor is merciful and gives them a bite to eat, and also gives them a chance to make contributions to the country..."
Just when Ling Tian wanted to study the changes in Tiangang's body refining, an annoying voice suddenly sounded.
Opening his eyes, Ling Tian looked over with displeasure. A man wearing servant clothes, surrounded by a group of soldiers, suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Hey, this sick man has also woken up. It's God's will that he took him away..."
Seeing Ling Tian wake up, the man was slightly startled, then smiled and waved to the soldier next to him.
"Sir, spare your life. Conquering Goryeo means you will die. I don't want to die..."
Next to him, miserable sounds of begging for mercy could be heard.
Ling Tian's heart moved slightly, conquering Goryeo, shattering the void, and the Tang Dynasty?
"Get up, get up..."
Just as he was guessing what kind of world this was, a foot fiercely kicked Ling Tian from the side.
"Is it fun to kick people..."
Ling Tian stretched out his arm, grabbed the foot that kicked towards him, and asked with a faint smile on his lips.
"Let, let go..."
This soldier didn't know Ling Tian, and naturally he didn't know that the weaker Ling Tian's smile was, the more murderous he was, but the intuition he cultivated on the battlefield made the soldier feel the danger, and he shouted loudly.
