Chapter 138: Wan Jiangui

Below the magic cave, it is a desolate land, the inside is very quiet, the vegetation is yellow, and there is no life.
Looking at the past, the dark mist between the heavens and the earth, looks sinister, like the Sentuo purgatory, there is a screaming wind, people are hairy, it seems to be ominous.
It used to be a holy place, but it was unfortunately polluted by the evil spirits and turned into a dead land. The avenue of the avenue that suppressed this dead land split, which led to the birth of it.
Dao Ling came here. This evil spirit is poisonous to many people. It needs to be suppressed with treasures. If you accidentally take it, it will be very troublesome. As long as the master can suppress it with a strong practice.
However, for Dao Ling, it is vitality, and even this vitality is still very succinct, and it can be refined and enhanced.
"This kind of energy is too evil. Although I can refine it, I don't know if it will affect my mind?"
The Dao Ling frowned and hated this energy. Some strange words: "How is this energy formed? It is reasonable to say that this evil spirit should be removed and should not appear here, otherwise it will destroy the energy of the heavens and the earth.

After thinking for a while, Dao Ling felt that he thought more. This kind of thing was not something he could worry about. Then his eyes looked around and he found a way to plunder inside, ready to explore and explore what is inside. Happening.
It is dead and heavy, very silent, there is no bird or beast, and the more you go inside, the evil spirits are getting stronger and stronger.
Going inside for a while, Dao Ling saw some collapsed buildings, and the big dragon pillars were broken. It can be seen that it was once brilliant, and I don’t know why it collapsed.
Inexplicable, Dao Ling felt the scalp numb, and noticed an evil atmosphere, just like the source of all evils, let him be ashamed.
"What kind of ghost thing is this? How can there be such a terrible thing in it?" The scorpion of Dao Ling tightened, and the whole body ran wildly, and the rumble shook.
There are rules in the Temple of the Stars. There is no possibility to surpass the power of the rules. Even if you hold a sacred treasure, you can't play real power because it will be suppressed by rules.
"The buildings have collapsed, and it has not been opened soon after it was opened. Is it the strongest of the ancient times?"
The heart of Daolin trembled violently, gazing at the collapsed building, and soon he felt more worried, and the volatility of this breath turned out to be a claw mark!
"It’s terrible. The battle of the ancient times, the glory left by the strong, has remained so far. What kind of strong is this?"
He took a deep breath and walked over. There were black blood on the claws. I don't know what the strong blood is, and there are some red hairs next to the claw marks, which have not been decayed.
The eyes of Dao Ling looked at the claw marks, and all the cold hairs were blasted. He was cold and his hands and feet were cold. He felt that the claw marks seemed to be alive, and there was a horrible, brutal breath, like an ancient tyrant. .
"It’s terrible. I can’t face the traces of a fight left by the ancient strong. The war is bound to be extremely fierce. Is this the reason why the innumerable ruins are not done?

The Dao Ling tongue, did not leave here to stay, this scene is too evil, he left here, ready to see if there are any ancient treasures left behind.
All the way to cross, Dao Ling smelled a scent of medicine, his face was a joy, and now his elixir, except for a few rare ones, the rest are used for alchemy, it can be said that the lack of medicine.
"I don't know if there is any old medicine that has surpassed 10,000 years!" Dao Ling's footsteps quickly passed, and he saw a drug field.
This medicine field is not particularly large. On a small hill, the grass is not covered, and the black mist is lingering. This is also the evil spirit.
"Bad, the elixir should not be broken by the evil spirits?" Dao Ling's face is not normal, this gas will be killed even when the monk encounters, let alone the elixir.
Dao Ling leaped up, his face darkened, his eyes patrolling the medicine field, many elixir had long withered, the whole medicine was black and black, and there was a kind of dead air.
There are forty-five elixir medicines here, which are basically destroyed. After the gaze of Dao Ling’s gaze, the small face plucked the color, and there is still a psychic medicine that survived stubbornly.
A bloom of green and green, looks like a lotus flower, flowing a rich life, it sways, falling down a green glow, actually dispelling the evil spirits around!
"Good guy, what kind of elixir is this, it can dispel the evil spirits, it is terrible, it is all fine." Dao Ling a surprise, stepping up, to take off this elixir.
Just as he just reached out his finger, a shocking sword was suddenly born, and he stabbed his palm. This shot was so fast that it was like a flying sword.
"Not good!" Dao Ling's nephew huddled, this sword mans is terrible, suddenly his, will also be cut off the palm.
His slender palms instantly clenched fists, and the golden mans broke out, and the rushing out, accompanied by a golden rune of pieces, instantly constructed a defensive gesture.
This sword is very strong. When it was not near, the runes were cracked, but the sword was blocked for a moment, giving the opportunity to respond to the Tao.
His soles slammed and rolled over. The swordsman cut through his eyes from the sky, and he was so fierce that his eyes were so painful.
With a bang, a golden sword smashed out, and the dragon slammed into a big earthquake. It was like a sun turning from the horizon and emitting a glaring golden glow.
This is a golden shadow flying in the sky. With a golden sword, Saitama rushes at a very fast speed, and there are all afterimages in the air, stabbing him back.
"Give me up!" Dao Ling shouted, black hair danced, all the blood was soaring, the vacuum of the blast was blasted, and the soles of the feet slammed again, leaping to the sky and avoiding the blow.
The person who shot seemed to ponder all kinds of offensives. This sword never stopped. She swayed up and the golden sword stabbed his feet.
"Looking for death!" Dao Ling sipped in the air, and a broken sword appeared in his hand, and suddenly swung down and smashed the sword.
"Hey?" The person who shot was surprised and seemed to be very surprised by the power of the broken sword. Her speed was very fast, and her shadow was everywhere in the world~EbookFREE.me~The golden sword went up to the sky.
The mausoleum is cold and cold, and the black-black broken sword is like a burning, exuding the breath of the persecutor, and a terrible sword horns hula la reeling out, crushing the sword that is hit.
"Hey!" She gave a sigh of relief, and the golden sword was terrible. She exuded the golden glory and spit out the golden sword, and each of them could crack the hill. This golden sword became more and more terrible.
With a bang, the sword swept out, turned upside down, and the layers of vacuum were shattered, like a crescent moon, slamming into the shadow of high altitude.
"Give me off!" Dao Ling's palm strokes, the black and black broken swords of the eruption of the breath, the terrible swords of anger and anger, can collapse the mountain cracked stone, cut this golden sword gas in the air.
"Bad boy, it’s getting worse in a few days, hey, see how I suppress you!"
There was a squeaking sound between the heavens and the earth, and the temperature of the air dropped sharply. It seemed to become a terrible sea of ​​swords. The terrible swordsmanship swayed and covered the whole world.
"Wan Jian is a patriarch!" The heart of Dao Ling’s heart glimpsed. It was full of terrible swords everywhere. It became a small world and evolved into a swell of swords.
Hey!
A sword is pointing at his body, and the brush is swept over, fierce and fierce.
"A terrible vision, this is the return of Wan Jian!" Dao Ling's face is dignified, and his body has just slammed down, and the stars in the eyes are manifest and shocking.
The golden stars are swaying up, each one is extremely singular, crushing the vacuum and squeezing a small world.
Boom!
The swordsmanship that came to the touch touched the golden stars, and a spark of sparks splattered. Two terrible visions collided together, and the time was loud and loud.
Dao Ling stayed in the small world, surrounded by stars and stars. At this moment, the stars shook and turbulent, and began to sprint to the square, this sword sea seems to be destroyed.