The Immortal Taoist Chapter 297: Play with yourself

(Maopu in Chinese) "Brother, when the events of the Shura battlefield are over, I have other things, so please go back to Ling's house first. +◆Top +◆Point +◆Small +◆Say,"

The matter of Demon Shou's Forbidden Land must not be told to Ling Wu. Neither Wuji Yan nor Yi Ruo can deal with the Ling family's children. If the children of the Ling family were mixed in, they might all die in the Shura realm. Ling Dao can come back from the dead, but they can't.

"No matter what you do, remember not to take risks. Leaving the Shura realm alive is the most important thing."

Ling Wu didn't ask much, they came in earlier than Ling Dao, even if they wanted to wait for Ling Dao to go out together. What's more, there is Wuji Yan next to Ling Dao, whether it is young disciples of other imperial forces who want to kill Ling Dao, or the life of an Asura tribe warrior who wants to dominate Dao, it is all wishful thinking.

They have witnessed the terrible place of Wuji Yan. The Asura of the seventh tribe is simply vulnerable to Wuji Yan. Whether the pinnacle Tianjun's strongest killer move, or the saint soldiers' attack, it was just a joke to Wuji Yan. One by one, asura after another, was eaten by Wuji Yan.

"The little fish and shrimps can't be spared either. Let's all become our sacrifices!"

After eating the Asura of the seventh tribe, Wuji Yan used the world of will to cover the entire Hongluo domain. The asuras who were alone were caught by Wuji Yan and stuffed them directly into their mouths. The warriors of the Asura tribe in Hongluoyu are really unlucky. When they encounter Wuji Yan, they don't even have the ability to resist.

"Hong Luoyu, the Celestial Warrior wins! Reward, three thousand blood Shura!"

The Blood Shura of the Shura Realm is equivalent to the blood dragon spirit of the Dragon Lord Great World, which can enhance the blood of the warrior. In front of them, Ling Dao saw a total of three thousand Scarlet Asura phantoms. Each Scarlet Shura phantom was two meters high, with three heads and six arms, expressionless and dull eyes.

Whether it is a martial artist of the heavens or an Asura tribe, refining the blood dragon spirit is of great benefit to oneself. In the Shura battlefield, the more warriors killed, the more blood Shura you get. The distribution of Blood Shura is dominated by the battlefield of Shura, not Ling Dao.

Three Thousand Blood Asuras are dispatched one after another, some choose Lingdao, some choose Demon Cloud, and others choose other pinnacle heavenly monarchs. However, the vast majority of Blood Shura chose Wuji Yan, because Wuji Yan killed the most Asura martial artists. Even if Ling Dao killed the Asura tribe warriors combined, they still couldn't compare to Wuji Yan.

"Blood Shura is useless to this seat, just give it to you kid!"

Blood Shura is a good thing for warriors in the Heavenly King realm and Heavenly King realm. However, the Blood Shura has no ability to enhance Wuji Yan's blood. Wuji Yan felt that Ling Dao was pleasing to the eye, so he threw all the blood asura he got to Ling Dao, which surprised Ling Dao. For a long time, Ling Dao didn't have a good impression of Wuji Yan. Wuji Yan not only eats asura, but also human warriors.

"Thank you!"

Ling Dao has absolutely no reason to refuse. If so many blood Asuras are refined, the qi and blood will definitely be far more powerful than now. He is a genius. However, in the three thousand territories of the heavens, there are as many geniuses as stars. If he is complacent, then it will be a matter of time for other geniuses to be left behind.

Some young disciples' eyes flushed with jealousy. Unfortunately, Wuji Yan gave it to Ling Dao. They didn't dare to **** it, and they had no face to **** it. Not to mention that Wuji Yan could easily take their lives, just because Ling Dao had saved their lives, they were embarrassed to shoot Ling Dao.

Wuji Yan is cultivating, while Ling Dao and the others are busy refining Blood Shura. Although Ling Dao's speed in refining blood asura was far faster than other martial artists, the amount of blood asura he got was 2,358. Not to mention one or two days, even ten days and a half months, he couldn't refine it all.

The battle of Hongluoyu ended, of course they were rejected by the Asura battlefield. However, the other seven areas are still inextricably killed. I don't know how many warriors of the Asura tribe died, but the young warriors who came in from the heavens died more. No way, the Asura tribe has too many holy soldiers.

"Now, is it time to solve our problem?"

Ling Dao looked straight at the sword demon, and after a while, Wuji Yan would take him to the forbidden area of ​​the demon hand. If he doesn't perform it now, there will be no time. As soon as he opened his mouth, the disciples of the Tianhu Holy Land and the children of the Ling family swept their eyes to the sword demon. Although the sword demon used the Qinglian mask to change its appearance, it was more or less similar to Ling Dao. At first glance, others thought they were brothers.

However, there are only two emperors in the Ling family, one is Ling Dao and the other is Ling Wu. Of course, the sword demon cannot be the son of Emperor Xiaoyao. The children of the Ling family must be on the side of Ling Dao. The disciples of Tianhu Holy Land did not help Ling Dao, nor did they help the Sword Demon, so the two had no choice but to help each other.

"You have a grudge against him, why do you want to save him?"

A pinnacle Tianjun asked inexplicably, if Ling Dao hadn't pointed out that he wanted to save the Sword Demon, the Sword Demon would already be Wuji Yan's belly food. When he asked, not only did the other warriors look at Ling Dao, but even Wuji Yan looked at Ling Dao. The relationship between the sword demon and Ling Dao seemed to be very complicated.

"We were brothers once, but now we are enemies because of certain things. He can die, but he must die in my hands!"

Ling Dao didn't say what it was, but let the other warriors use their imagination. The other warriors looked at the Sword Demon again, hoping that the Sword Demon could explain it. Unfortunately, the Sword Demon only had a cold face and had no intention to speak. It is definitely more difficult for the sword demon to explain the cause than for Ling Dao.

Wuji Yan has eaten a lot of young warriors, but fortunately there are still many young warriors left. Ling Dao is now directing and acting in a big drama, and it will inevitably spread out. Maybe the scope of the spread is not large, but just plant the seeds. Anyway, he will continue to act in the future, and he will act better than now.

"You are only at the peak of the Heavenly King Realm, and you are not my opponent at all. If you want to kill me, you should build the road to the middle of the Heavenly King Realm before talking. However, when you cultivate to the middle of the Heavenly King Realm, I may already be a Heavenly King At the pinnacle, how do you kill me?"

It's awkward to talk to himself, but he has to keep acting. He not only played for the warriors present, but also played for Yi Ruo in the Demon Hand Forbidden Land. Who knows if Yiruo's eyesight will see any clues. Now that there is a fight, or even a fight, Yi Ruo would definitely not suspect that the Sword Demon and Ling Dao were alone.

Whether it is the wild Zhuxian Jin or the eternal blue sky holy lotus scripture, it is not Ling Dao's greatest secret. His greatest secret is one and two points. As long as he works with others, it is possible for others to recognize his cultivation technique, and so far, far more than one has recognized the wild Zhuxian Jin.

"Of course, if you use the holy soldiers, you are qualified to fight me!"

The meaning of Sword Demon's words is not to use the Holy Soldier's Lingdao, and he is not qualified to fight him. His tone was big, but the young warrior who had seen his strength knew that he hadn't brag. Even the pinnacle heavenly monarch of some genius levels is still not the opponent of the sword demon. Lingdao a pinnacle heavenly king, relying on his own strength, must be unable to beat the sword demon.

"Huh, how do you know if you don't have a match?"

Ling Dao snorted and directly cast Huangji True Dragon Fist, blasting towards the sword demon. The real dragon roared, his fist cracked the sky, and the Huangji real dragon fist was already powerful, not to mention that he had received the guidance of Emperor Xiaoyao. His arms are like a real dragon, and his fists are like a hideous dragon's head. With one punch, the wind is surging, and the thunder and lightning are surging.

The peak Tianjun present was secretly surprised. Fortunately, Lingdao only had the peak of the Heavenly Kings realm. If he was the peak of the Heavenly Kings realm, he might be able to kill them with a single punch. Originally, they thought what the sword demon said was reasonable, but after seeing the terrifying Huangji True Dragon Fist, they thought that Ling Dao might win. Not all peak heavenly monarchs knew how powerful the sword demon was, otherwise, they would not have any hope for Ling Dao.

"Fisting is good, but unfortunately, your realm is too low!"

The Sword Demon didn't use any powerful swordsmanship at all, but only used the broken sword style he created. Ling Dao and Sword Demon had the same thinking, Sword Demon knew the power of Huangji True Dragon Fist, and Ling Dao also understood the power of Bengjian Style. The action from the public is purely for other warriors.

The sharp sword light seems to be able to tear the invisible wind away. Sword Demon and Human King Sword seem to merge into one ~ IndoMTL.com~ With one sword, the human sword moves together. In just a short time, Ren Wang Jian and Ling Dao's boxing shadow collided fiercely. Although Ling Dao's realm was not as high as Sword Demon, Ling Dao's power surpassed Sword Demon. The Ling Dao using Rank Nine Flood Dragon Strength alone is ashamed of the peak Heavenly Monarch, not to mention that the Sword Demon only has the mid-Tianjun realm.

Unfortunately, the outcome of a duel is not determined by strength alone. The sword demon's collapsed sword style contained Dao rules, and Ling Dao's boxing skills could not resist. In front of the Bengjian Style, Huangji True Dragon Fist only supported the kung fu of an instant, who made the sword demon rise two small realms.

Ling Dao stepped back again and again, leaving deep footprints after another on the ground. Although the Sword Demon stood still, his robe was agitated, his black hair was flying, and his violent power rushed into his body, which also made him very uncomfortable. I had a trick right with myself, but it was all myself who suffered. What is this called?

"I have reminded you a long time ago that you are not my opponent at all. If he hadn't protected you, maybe you would have died under my sword!"

The "he" mentioned by Sword Demon naturally refers to Wuji Yan. The other young warriors can clearly see that the previous punches cost Ling Dao extremely. However, the Sword Demon easily broke Ling Dao's boxing technique, that is to say, the Sword Demon was stronger than Ling Dao, not even a star.

"This seat can help you clear the obstacles, do you want to take action?"

Wuji Yan said jokingly, he was still very happy to see Ling Dao deflated. If Ling Dao really wants him to take action, he will definitely make things difficult. Unfortunately, what he is doing now is no different from the clown in Ling Dao's eyes. Who would ask others to kill himself? If Wuji Yan knew what Ling Dao was thinking, would he kill people with anger?

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