The Immortal Taoist Chapter 63: Ranking Wuji

If you change to another martial artist, it will take at least two days to refine the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 zhang. However, Ling Dao was different, because he was cultivating wild Zhuxian Jin, and the Princess Jiuer pointed out that his speed of refining the blood dragon spirit was definitely the fastest. If he only mastered a blood dragon spirit that was dozens of feet long, he might be able to refine it in a moment.

Hearing Ling Dao's words, the peak martial artist who was about to take a shot stopped in shock. The Seventh Immortal Calabash Palace and the eight peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm had already taken action, but the voice of Ling Dao made their faces suddenly change. They had seen the power of Ling Dao with their own eyes. To say that they had no fear of Ling Dao, it was impossible, just the difference.

In the Great World of Dragon Lord, Ling Dao severely injured Lan Haoyu, beat Ao Huang, and even beheaded Qian Yue Tianjun. The number of dragon martial artists in the Heavenly General and Heavenly Kings realm died under Ling Dao's hands, absolutely. Qianhui, Die Wu, Aolong and Lei Wenyuan are not afraid, Ling Dao is different.

Die Wu's sword was the fastest, as if it had crossed the space, and slashed in front of Old Seven of Xianhu Palace. The old Qi of Xianhu Palace took a palm shot, and the palm prints were not condensed before they were shattered by Die Wu's sword. She mastered the origin of time and space, and the speed of her shot was definitely not comparable to the old seven of Xianhu Gong.

At the same time, Qianhui, Aolong and Lei Wenyuan attacked one after another and fought with eight warriors at the top of the heavenly realm. Although they only had three people, their attacks were stronger, and the eight peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm were not enough to see in front of them. It was just a confrontation, and all the eight martial artists at the top of the heavenly realm regressed.

"It's you, right?"

Ling Dao stood up and looked at Xianhu Gong Lao Qi and other peak martial artists, making their hearts tremble. Not only did he not have the slightest anger on his face, but also smiled. His voice was calm, but calm and a little scary. One person, two words, the dozens of Heavenly Generals pinnacle martial artists could not breathe.

No matter whether it is the old seven of the fairy gourd palace, or the other peak martial artists, none of them continue to shoot. The one thousand eight hundred zhang blood dragon spirit had disappeared, and Ling Dao stood up again. Although they didn't know how Ling Dao did it, they wanted to come to Ling Dao to refine the one thousand eight hundred zhang blood dragon spirit.

Anyway, they couldn't grab the blood dragon spirit, they didn't have the need to shoot. What's more, facing Ling Dao, they were more or less scared in their hearts. Not in the Dragon Lord Great World, Ling Dao's strength is definitely not the original tyrannical. However, Ling Dao's impression on them is too deep, and they will not be able to forget it for a while. of.

"What's the matter?"

The experts present looked at Ling Dao curiously. The other Heavenly Realm peak warriors refined the blood dragon spirit of several tens of feet, only a little bit faster than Ling Dao refining the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 feet. Those celestial martial artists wanted to **** Ling Dao's blood dragon spirit, they could understand, but they didn't understand why Ling Dao stood up, they didn't dare to do it.

Those who can come back alive from the Great World of Dragon Lord must be more powerful geniuses. They are also the peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm. Why are they afraid of Ling Dao alone? Two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if Ling Dao is strong, can he still beat dozens of celestial martial artists?

"We just think that you can't refine the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 zhang, and are ready to help you. Who said it was robbed?"

A warrior at the top of the Celestial Realm who had previously shot swallowed a mouthful and explained it with a relaxed smile. Neither he was in the big world of Dragon Lord, Ling Dao had no three heads and six arms, he shouldn't be afraid of Ling Dao. In the real fight, maybe he is not Ling Dao's opponent, but if he just wants to save his life, it is not a problem.

"Heh!"

With a sneer, the sound wave was as real as it was, and it slammed on the top martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm. Ling Dao had just refined the blood dragon spirit with a length of 1,800 feet, and his body was full of explosive power. He just used the peak martial artist in front of him to practice his hand.

It's not that he doesn't want to make a move, but the sequelae of refining the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 feet has emerged. Even if the twenty ninety-foot-long blood dragon spirits add up, the effect is far inferior to the one thousand eight hundred-foot-long blood dragon spirits, and changes in quantity have caused qualitative changes.

"Drink, why is my body so heavy?"

After Ling Dao got up, he felt inconvenient to move. Not to mention fighting with people. Just walking normally has problems. Earlier, he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he controlled well and didn't show his horse's feet. Others didn't even know that his body was in a condition.

"How big things are, you will gradually get used to it, refining so many blood dragon spirits, that's it."

Princess Jiu'er hit Hache, explained irresponsibly, and stopped talking. She has inherited memory, but the content is too much. Refining the blood dragon spirit is a good thing for Ling Dao. There is no need to waste time on this.

The reaction of the warrior at the top of the Heavenly General Realm was not unpleasant. He held a land-grade war knife and cut it out with a single knife. The origin of the fifth level of soil made his sword technique extremely heavy. It's obviously a sword, but it looks like a mountain. It's obviously cut, but it's like a smash.

However, Sonic smashed his saber and blew him away. Just refining one thousand eight hundred feet of blood dragon spirit, the sound wave of Lingdao, like a giant dragon, is not something he can resist. It's a pity that Ling Dao will return to normal within half an hour, and then there will be no such powerful ability.

"How is it possible? With a sneer, he can fly and injure warriors of the same realm?"

The children of the Ling family stared at Ling Dao incredibly, as if they wanted to see Ling Dao transparently inside and out. The strength of the peak martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm is not bad, and he can even compete with the fighter of the late Heavenly King Realm. However, in front of Ling Dao, it was so unbearable.

"Did he break through to the Heavenly King Realm? How else could he be so powerful?"

The other seven Celestial Realm pinnacle warriors who had previously shot changed wildly, thinking that after leaving the Dragon Lord Great World, Ling Dao's combat power would not be much stronger than them. It's just now that they understand that they were wrong, and they were so wrong. Ling Dao's power was beyond their imagination.

"Ah puff..."

The Heavenly Commander Realm peak martial artist who fell on the ground was just about to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, and he spewed a big mouthful of blood. Fortunately, the blood dragon spirit he refined had strengthened his physical body and strengthened his qi and blood. Otherwise, his internal organs might be cracked.

He only understood now that if Ling Dao wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be difficult at all. If he is a genius, then Ling Dao is definitely a genius among geniuses. Previously planned to **** Ling Dao's blood dragon spirit, now thinking about it, it is simply bold, can Ling Dao be able to afford it?

"You are still talking nonsense to me, if you were not in a good mood today, you would have died long ago!"

If Ling Dao said that at first, others would definitely think he was arrogant. But now, no one thinks he is bragging because he really has the ability to do it. A sneer can injure other Heavenly General Peak Martial Artists. If he moves his killing intent, how can other Heavenly General Peak Martial Artists survive?

"It's extremely stupid to fight against that kid now."

Those who can come to Ling's family as guests are the strong, and they can feel the powerful qi and blood on the surface of Ling Dao's body. With the passage of time, all the power of qi and blood will melt into Lingdao's body. At that time, he wouldn't be able to blast off other celestial martial artists with a sneer.

The blood dragon spirit with a length of one thousand eight hundred feet is really extraordinary. They can't wait to go to the great world of Dragon Lord, take the blood dragon spirit for their descendants, and then let their descendants refine. It's a pity that the dragon master world is not something they can enter if they want to, and the powerful dragon clan can't afford it.

"Just kidding, why bother to fight?"

The old seven of Xianhugong said calmly, as the emperor, he could not apologize to Ling. I don't know how many powerful powers are present, he must not bow his head, because he represents the fairy gourd palace, and his father is the emperor of the fairy gourd palace.

Fortunately, under the crowd~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Dao didn't dare to kill him. Not to mention that Ling Dao is not yet the apprentice of the Great Ling Family, even if Ling Dao is the apprentice of the Great Ling Family, killing the old seven of the Xianhu Palace, the Great Emperor of the Xianhu Palace will not let him go. The status of the emperor's apprentice is not as good as the emperor's parent-child.

"I know you are joking. After all, I blasted you away with a punch. How could you have the courage to do it to me?"

Slaps people without slapping faces, cursing people without revealing shortcomings, but Ling Dao deliberately poke the sore spot of Xianhu Gong Lao Qi. Previously, if it hadn't been for the instigation of Old Seven of the Immortal Gourd Palace, other Heavenly Generals peak martial artists might not have the guts to attack him. Fortunately, he refining the blood dragon spirit is fast enough, otherwise, he can only rely on Die Wu, Qianhui, Aolong and Lei Wenyuan to guard him.

"You!"

Xian Hu Gong Lao Qi pointed at Ling Dao angrily. As an emperor, at the same realm, it would be absolutely embarrassing to be blown away by someone else. It's just that denial is not necessarily useful. It is not telling the truth. Just now Ling Dao also showed his power.

"In the world of Dragon Lord, the more blood dragon spirits you have, the stronger you are. You have a blood dragon spirit of one thousand eight hundred meters, and I only have a blood dragon spirit of sixty meters. I can't beat you, nothing Right?"

He didn't argue with Ling Dao, but deliberately twisted the facts. At that time, Ling Dao only had a blood dragon spirit of two hundred and ten feet long. He insisted on saying that it was one thousand eight hundred feet. Anyway, Ling Dao grasped the matter of the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 zhang, and the warriors present saw it with their own eyes, and there could be no falsehoods.

Sure enough, the other warriors showed a relieved expression, Ling Dao mastered the blood dragon spirit of 1,800 feet long, and it was impossible for a warrior at the top of the heaven to be his opponent. The peak martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm who came back alive from Tianlong Valley knew that Ling Dao's 1,800 zhang blood dragon spirit was later fused, but it was not good for them to tear down the old seven of the fairy gourd palace.

"Well, now you and I have a match, if you can make me take a step back, then I lose, how about it?"