Chapter 1120 Broken Soul!

Here in the God Realm stands endless powerhouses, who are all stupefied at this moment, turning their heads in a mechanical version, looking at the word "Tao" that suddenly jumped into the first place, what's going on?

"How is it possible?" Xiang Yun's face changed drastically. Why did this word come first? This person is from the Tibetan world!

"Impossible!" I don't know how many strong people stood up and stared at the real dragon tablet. How could such a mistake occur?

"Fake, there must be a mistake. The Chaos Girl clearly won the first place. How could this Tao run up?"

"The True Dragon Monument must have made a mistake. This cheating is too obvious. At least who interfered with the True Dragon Monument?"

The powerhouses of the Nine Realms are talking wildly. They all feel that the True Dragon Monument has made a mistake, because Dao Ling has been standing on the battle platform and has not made a move. How the True Dragon Monument detects his combat power must be wrong!

Many people's faces were gloomy, and this mistake was a bit too much, and Dao Ling won the first place in front of a large audience!

But the Tibetan world is boiling, what is the situation? This is the number one picture in the Tibetan world!

"Okay!" Zhou Huang Long Yan rejoiced, there is no doubt that the palace just now must have come to receive the "Tao", so it won the first place.

Although he didn't know why, the facts were right in front of him. This was an undeniable fact, and they all saw the scene of the confrontation between Dao Ling and the Chaos Girl just now. -No surprises!

"Emperor Zhou, this palace has been opened before!" Suddenly, a very old man came over, very puzzled: "But the opening time is a little different!"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Huang frowned slightly.

"Look, here are all Taoist palaces, there are no palaces. It was like this 60,000 years ago. According to records, the palaces entered by the sons of the Five Sacred Pagodas are exactly the same as the ones entered by Dao Ling!"

The very old man wondered: "Maybe it's because he won the first place, maybe the first place is a little different."

Because this matter is of great importance, the prince of the Three Emperors Palace 60,000 years ago was from the Da Zhou lineage, and the prince was beheaded by the saint son of the Five Sacred Pagoda, Da Zhou hated it deeply, and there are detailed records of the events of that year.

"Maybe." Zhou Huang didn't take it to heart either, maybe the number one is different from others!

There was still discussion in the field. The Nine Realms felt that the True Dragon Monument was wrong, and people in the Tibetan world knew that no one had the ability to interfere with the True Dragon Monument. This thing is very scary and extremely mysterious. It has been running for endless years.

How could it go wrong at this juncture?

"Good son." Zhou Ruoyun's face was full of pride, she turned her head overjoyed, and saw in the picture of the Vientiane stele, a golden road stretched out and landed at the foot of Dao Ling!

"How could this happen?" The Nine Realms also noticed, and everyone was dumbfounded. They swaggered into the Tibetan Realm. They originally thought that the younger generation could take the lead, but who would have thought that the first place would be taken down by the Tibetan Realm? up!

This mysterious palace must have made a mistake a long time ago, but due to some reasons, it didn't immediately lead Dao Ling, and it didn't start to take action until now.

The audience was in an uproar, they couldn't imagine it, there was no sound around the Baili battle platform, and they saw a hazy palace stretching out a golden road leading to the Taoist mausoleum.

"Impossible!" Qing Caixia lost her composure and roared: "It's fake, it must be fake, he hasn't even started fighting, how can there be a palace to welcome him?"

I don't know how many people sighed, this kind of deceitful method is absolutely impossible.

Some of the seeds of the gods who were eager to fight on the battle stage were dumbfounded and opened their mouths. They didn't know what to say, and they never thought that this palace belonged to the Tibetan Demon King!

"Okay!" Prince Da Zhou breathed heavily, although he came a bit late, he finally got it!

Peacock smiled all over her face. She knew that this palace was probably left by the original holy body. If Dao Ling went in this trip, he might have some unexpected gains!

Dao Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, stepped on the golden road, and walked towards the hazy palace.

"Two of us from Tibet went in!" Some people were shocked, they never thought that the Holy Maiden of the Martial Palace would win a spot, and she went in too.

An unexpected ending, no one expected it to be like this, even the prince didn't go up, and the saintess of Wudian came out quietly, making it hard for them to believe this fact.

"Let me just say, how can I forget the devil incarnation, so there is such a moth." Someone laughed.

At this time, the eleven Taoist palaces were completely closed, and no one dared to approach them, because there were records that some people tried to force their way in, but they were silently obliterated.

I don't know how many monks have gathered in this huge sea area. At this moment, many people have retreated, especially on the Tibetan side. Everyone has left here.

Because some god-seed masters from the Nine Realms on the opposite side stared at the Tibetan Realm with unkind eyes. There were a total of eleven places, but two were taken away by the Tibetan Realm, and they were very resentful.

They are all the seeds of the gods. If there is no Tibetan devil and saint this time, maybe the lucky ones will be chosen from among them.

Now people from the Nine Realms don't dare to act rashly, they don't know the situation outside, how to deal with the Tibetan Realm, they still need to follow the arrangements from above.

Many people know that the sky is about to change. This time the ten worlds will meet, no one will be spared, and will be involved in a big storm. This time the sky will change a bit scary.

At this time, Dao Ling had already walked into the palace, and the door closed automatically. This palace is not big, with a hazy layer of golden light, sacred and solemn.

There was thin mist rolling on the ground, accompanied by extremely pure energy fluctuations, which shocked Dao Ling. His sleeves shook and the mist was blown away.

In this palace, there is a layer of golden liquid flowing. Although there is only one layer, this palace is not small.

"It's this kind of energy!" Dao Ling was shocked, because this kind of energy was exactly the same as what he got in the stone pit some time ago!

"Could this energy be left by the sacred body?" Dao Ling muttered to himself, this energy is pure and flawless, it seems to be a unique divine liquid, very precious. to make.

Inside this golden palace, there is a layer of golden divine liquid flowing, which gathers but never disperses, and has existed for an unknown number of years.

Dao Ling felt that he had come at the right time this time, the value of these divine fluids alone could not be estimated, as far as he could restore the origin of the Holy Body to a small degree, it was a rarity.

With a buzzing sound, the star-eating grass suddenly rushed out, sending out the idea of ​​salivating, and this kind of energy naturally had a great effect on it.

It is rooted in the golden divine liquid, and its torso is hazy with a layer of golden light. It is absorbing this divine liquid.

"The star-eating grass will be promoted to the treasure soon!" Dao Ling clenched his fist slightly, with a smile in his eyes. If he reaches that level, the star-eating grass will be extremely powerful.

The star-eating grass also sends out a thought, it is about to fall into a deep sleep, and it will directly awaken to the supreme treasure level!

"I'm afraid the speed of returning the star-eating grass to its ancestors will be accelerated because of the golden liquid!" Dao Ling's eyes also glanced at the golden spots on the body of the star-eating grass. These spots are already very large, and there is a terrible fluctuation inside.

Once the return to the ancestors is completed, it is really hard to imagine how terrifying the star-eating grass's combat power will be.

At this time, Dao Ling walked inside because he saw a futon.

He was a little puzzled, because he saw some golden blood, which had dried up for a long time, but Dao Ling felt a familiar air current.

"what is this?"

Dao Ling took the lead, he felt that the golden dry blood seemed a little scary, as if it was the blood shed by a peerless hero.

"Perhaps someone once entered and practiced here."

Dao Ling muttered to himself, but he didn't pay attention to it. His eyes surveyed the surroundings and landed on the futon again. He felt that the futon seemed a little strange.

Dao Ling took a sudden step forward, sat cross-legged, and sat on the futon.

As soon as he sat on it, Dao Ling's expression changed. He saw that the golden dry blood was burning suddenly, and there was a kind of shocking wave of soul!

"not good!"

Dao Ling's complexion changed drastically. It was because of the fluctuation of the primordial spirit that made him change color. It seemed that the primordial spirit of a god was making a move, and unexpectedly evolved a golden soul knife, which slashed towards the center of Dao Ling's eyebrows.

"Broken soul!"

The ancient voice came slowly, as if the past and the future were separated, making Dao Ling's hair stand on end.

Because this is the most powerful supernatural power, broken soul!