Chapter 2480 Avenue Tree

? "ah!"

The strong men of the Qi family trembled as a whole. Daoling's kick seemed ordinary, but the attack power was so overwhelming, it was like a cosmic pressure coming from it, spewing out immeasurable power!

"boom!"

He didn't even have the possibility of escaping. The sky and the earth were sealed. This kick exploded the void. The strong men of the Qi family collapsed here and exploded into a ball of blood mist!

Dao Ling strode up, sat on the ground, and occupied the ninth seat!

At the end of the major ancient roads, the territory is extremely vast, and the ten platforms are not close to each other. This is mainly because the tree surrounding the ten platforms is too shocking.

Because he is so big, the ancient trees reach the sky, as vigorous as dragons, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky. The stars of the universe float under the canopy, like small marbles.

This is not like a tree, but like a cosmic tree. The branches and leaves are like pieces of territory, floating in the cosmic starry sky, entwined with the fairy mist of the Great Dao!

This scene is unbelievable. This tree is alive. It hangs down from the Great Dao Immortal Waterfall and blooms with billions of Dao Marks. It seems like thousands of avenues are intertwined together. Various visions are manifested, and there are flying fairy scenes in motion!

This Taoist platform is also very amazing. It is not like an ordinary Taoist platform. It is made of the branches of the Dao tree. It is solid and immortal and cannot be broken by treasures!

When people sit on it, their minds become clear, and the avenues within their bodies suddenly appear, especially the layers of traces of the avenues emitted by the avenue trees, which are like a kind of nourishment, floating to the ten avenues and being absorbed by them!

Dao Ling's body glowed, and his broken body was faintly perfected under the nourishment of the divine power of the Dao tree. Even the Dao power penetrated inside to purify the power of creation in his body!

Dao Ling nodded slightly. This was exactly what he needed. He was also seriously injured. Now with the help of the Dao Tree, he will soon return to his peak!

Currently, nine seats have been occupied in the Daoshu. Except for Dao Ling, the auras of the other eight are all powerful, as if the eight great god kings are located here, and the people on the outside do not dare to attack them.

The competition for the tenth seat was very cruel, but at this time someone exclaimed: "There is only one left, and there is only a cup of tea left. The ninth seat is actually occupied. Who is he? How does he look like that?" It’s so badly injured!”

"You're so seriously injured, yet you dare to compete for the seat of the Avenue Tree!"

The avenue tree is surrounded by countless strong men.

Everyone's eyes were full of coldness, looking towards the ninth seat from a distance. When some people saw a particularly seriously injured person, they sneered: "You are really looking for death. You dare to climb up even if you are so injured."

"Hey, isn't he Dao Ling? Does this guy think he has a long life?"

"I remembered that he was here, and he was almost killed by the heavenly weapons of creation. He still dared to come. He is really looking for death!"

"Kill him!"

The people around looked furious, especially the two young kings of the Fire Tribe who shouted: "Stop it, everyone. Dao Ling and I, the Fire Tribe, have a big hatred. The people of our tribe, Huo Zixuan, must be killed. No one can do it." I, the Fire Tribe, fight for it!"

Moreover, the speed of their attack was too fast. The two young kings of the Fire Tribe joined forces and exerted extremely powerful combat power. They rushed forward, intending to kill Dao Ling who was sitting on the ground!

The eighth seat is quiet and ethereal. A picturesque woman sits cross-legged. She is dressed like a fairy in white. She is so beautiful that everything in the world is like a foil, surrounding her.

She was a little surprised. She didn't expect Dao Ling to come here and directly occupy the ninth seat.

Under the shocking gazes from all around, Dao Ling's injuries seemed to be very serious. Under the combined power of the two young kings of the Fire Tribe, Dao Ling's body sitting cross-legged on the platform was unstable and about to fall.

"Haha, I'm really looking for death. I can't even sit still, yet I dare to risk my life!"

"You can't even hold back my momentum. You really deserve your reputation."

A young king of the Fire Tribe made a big seal, shouted angrily, and sprayed out a blazing and brilliant divine fire from his palm, covering Xiang Daoling's head, trying to refine him to death!

The other one used a great magical power, turned his palm into a flaming knife, and struck it, trying to cut off Dao Ling's head!

The two young kings had extraordinary fighting prowess, so they joined forces to attack, submerging Dao Ling's remains and trying to blow him up!

"Look!"

At this moment, hot air waves rolled through the sky, and a glazed heart fire swept out. It was like a vague universe in motion. Dao Ling waved his sleeves and robes to hit it out, swallowing up this brilliant divine fire!

"impossible!"

The young king coughed up blood. His natal divine fire was taken away and even refined at lightning speed. Moreover, the colored glass heart fire roared out and spread all over his body, burning him to the point where his whole body was cracking!

He stretched out his other palm, clamped the incoming flame knife between his two fingers, and suddenly cut off his palm with force. He slapped the back of his palm upwards, causing the other man's jaw to collapse and the whole body to fly away!

"ah!"

Both of them were roaring, one was burned to death in the air by Liuli's heart fire, and the other's body was cracked by Dao Ling's palm. The force rushed through his body and completely destroyed his body.

The atmosphere around him was a little silent, and some people shuddered. He just waved his palm easily and killed two strong men of the Fire Tribe, as if it didn't take much effort!

However, Dao Ling's body swayed a little, and the fire inside his body became faintly hotter. It burned the blood in his body and dried up, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Dao Ling was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the avenue tree's channeling could not only heal his injured body, but also force out the power of creation dormant deep in his body. In this way, Dao Ling's internal injuries would recover after a period of time.

"Look, there is a faint fire in Dao Ling's body!"

"It's no surprise. Even if his combat power is strong, the heavenly soldiers are not something he can bear. If he continues to endure, he will definitely be close to death!"

People around him didn't dare to act rashly. Dao Ling's combat power was extremely domineering. He had killed two strong men of the Fire Tribe just now. It didn't seem like he had spent much effort.

"Haha, Dao Ling, you are really good at pretending!"

A sneer came. This was a shadow striding towards him. The aura of martial arts in his body was strong and strong. His body was like a big furnace burning, and the power of essence and blood in his body was very vast.

"It's Wu Zhi, a strong man from the Wu clan!"

Someone recognized him. This is a very famous hero in Jiu Jue Tian. The Wu family is not inferior to the Qi family in the body world, and the Wu family has a longer heritage than the Qi family. It can be regarded as the originator of the body cultivation line. family!

"How can the wounds of fate be healed easily? You probably took the risk to come here just to get some Dao Dao tea to heal your wounds."

Wu Zhi put his hands on his back, and his whole body was full of vitality, like a god and demon resurrecting here. He said coldly: "I heard that Qi Yong has declared war on you. I wonder if I killed you. How would Qi Yong feel if he knew about this? "

Dao Ling sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, silent and motionless.

"Go away yet!"

Wu Zhi's feet hit the ground and exploded in an instant. His fist stretched out and struck like a magic hammer. This punch hit a bright and dazzling furnace of blood, and the squeezed heaven and earth were shaking!

"So strong, the essence and blood in Wu Zhi's body is so strong!"

The surroundings were boiling. Wu Zhi's punch was so domineering, there was a sign that Dao Ling would be blown up on the Taoist platform!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the trembling void stopped, and a palm stretched out, like a heavenly hand rushing out of the world of gods and demons, piercing the oven, pinched Wu Zhi's neck, and lifted him over.