Chapter 2541 Return

readx(); Dao Ling was silent for a while, and finally chose to open it. Although Dao Ling didn't know what was inside the stone palace, the quasi-emperor who just guarded the stone palace could easily kill him. If he wanted to harm him, Dao Ling would Can't live at all.

Moreover, the quasi-emperor is likely to be related to the original holy body lineage. After all, he can revive Dao Ling's physique, but Dao Ling still chose to believe in the dead quasi-emperor.

However, Dao Ling failed. There was still a seal on the palace door, and he could not open the stone palace even with the original holy body.

Dao Ling was secretly anxious. He always felt a little uneasy about leaving this stone palace here, but it was difficult to open it for a while.

"Hey, the seal of the Stone Palace is gradually weakening!" There was surprise in Dao Ling's eyes, and he found that the seal guarding the Stone Palace was beginning to weaken. If this continues, the seal will automatically dissipate soon.

Dao Ling thought for a while and prepared to leave here and return to the ancient city.

In any case, the Death Sea is a restricted area for the Imperial Road War. If the Stone Palace is really in danger, opening it in the ancient city is the best place. If an accident occurs, the original residents of the ancient city will take action.

"You stay here to practice for the time being."

Dao Ling went on the road alone. He was afraid that things would not be quiet when he returned this time. His appearance would definitely remind some people of the Heaven-turning Seal. The two deceased Universe Supremes had the Qi of Cang Xiang and the others, so it was not appropriate for them to appear now.

It is not far from the ancient city, and there are often people in the mountains and forests. Although many areas in the Second Day Pass are mission areas, there are also many treasures. The many treasure areas in the Second Day Pass are basically occupied by major families.

"A seat on the divine mineral vein."

Dao Ling glanced at a certain area, and he could tell at a glance that the essence of the divine mine was overflowing. This vein was not small. With a mine of this level, if you were lucky enough, you could unearth some immortal treasures.

However, even if they can be excavated, they are very rare. The price of immortal treasures in the Imperial Road is very expensive. These are extremely precious ores. Who doesn't want to create a natal magic weapon with unlimited potential.

"That's too tyrannical. The Fan clan has sealed this place, so we don't need to wait for mining!"

Several disgraced monks were driven out and sighed: "I knew I couldn't save it a long time ago. We might as well have notified my clan of the mine veins and made good friends with them to dig for them. We could still get some benefits and not be robbed by the Fan clan. "

"This is so normal. All the major forces in Jiu Jue Tian are preparing.

Searching for valuable resources, they are all digging for immortal treasures to forge rare magic weapons. "

Although Jiu Jue Tian is rich in resources, after countless years of excavation, resources such as immortal treasures have basically disappeared. However, the Imperial Road War is basically opened only once in an era. After more than ten years of precipitation, the mineral veins will once again breed immortals. Jane.

Of course, there will basically be no particularly valuable resources in the first three levels. After four days, there will be plenty of resources, assuming they can be dug out.

"Why are you complaining?"

An arrogant young man came up with two powerful guards, pointed at them and shouted: "You are lucky that your sacred mine was not confiscated. Come here immediately!"

"What are you going to do?" A dozen monks formed a small group. Their expressions suddenly changed. Unexpectedly, the Fan clan was not prepared to let them go.

"Looking at your virtues, what qualifications do you have to stay in the Imperial Road War?" This young strong man from the Fan tribe said coldly: "I'll give you a chance to serve the Fan tribe and dig the sacred mine. If you perform well, you will be able to win in the future. Maybe there will be a chance to stay with Xiaozu and serve!"

"What? Let me mine."

The faces of these people are very ugly. It takes more than ten years to dig this kind of mineral vein. The Fan tribe treats them as slaves.

An older man retreated in an instant, but unfortunately he couldn't escape at all. Before he could run very far, his neck was broken by the guards around the young man. He said coldly: "A bunch of trash, I, Emperor Fan's clan, commandeer you. You dare to disobey the blessings you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

This group of people looked ugly and did not dare to speak. The young man urged them to move faster, frowned and looked at Dao Ling and shouted: "What are you looking at? Come here right away, you are wasting time, your life is at risk."

"The Fan clan is becoming more and more courageous." Dao Ling touched his nose.

"What are you talking about?" The young man's face changed drastically, he pointed at Daoling and said angrily: "Catch him here, go quickly!"

"Young man, you are very dishonest!"

The guards around the young man rushed forward in an instant, raised their palms and stretched them towards Dao Ling's shoulders, trying to capture him.

"Uh-huh!"

Dao Ling flicked his sleeves lightly, and the guard pit turned into a blood mist in the air without making a sound.

"What!"

The young man was frightened, feeling that he had offended a strong man who shouldn't be offended.

"Plop!" These monks who were about to be reduced to slaves knelt down and trembled: "Master Dao, help me!"

"Tao Master!"

The young man's scalp was about to explode, and he was paralyzed on the ground and yelled: "Come out quickly, the Taoist is here, it's the Taoist!"

This mineral vein was trembling, and the strong man of the Fan tribe was in disbelief: "Tao Master, Tao Master is not dead yet!"

"Didn't he get consumed by the Death Sea? He's still alive!"

The faces of the Fan people changed drastically. They had noticed a shadow standing at the foot of the mountain. Ninety percent of the Fan people were frightened, their legs were weak, and they wanted to turn around and run away.

During one day's imprisonment, the Fan people killed by Taoist Master had no way to escape. They were extremely afraid of the name Taoist Master. This was a nightmare.

"I'm afraid of you, the Taoist Master is injured!" A great Supreme Being of the Fan Clan came out and said with a ferocious smile: "He cheered me up. He has been hiding for several months. I didn't expect him to be hiding in the mineral veins. No wonder he has been hiding there for a long time." No trace of him was found.”

"Tao Master, I heard that you suffered a serious injury, why not hand over the Kunpeng True Feather and I will keep it for you, what do you think?"

There were two Fan Clan Great Supremes here. The other one acted cautiously and asked tentatively.

Dao Ling looked at these Fan people and asked, "Where is Fan Qingzi? Go and ask him to come out and see me!"

"Asshole!"

"Tao Master, you are no longer the original Tao Master. The Dilu War is not your territory. You are too arrogant!"

This mineral vein was flooded with murderous energy. The hundreds of elites of the Fan tribe were furious. When had the son of the great emperor of the Fan tribe been so despised?

"Boom!"

The mineral veins trembled, Dao Ling's soles stamped on the ground, the heaven and earth trembled, and the mineral veins were about to be trampled.

"ah!"

A strong man from the Fan clan howled so miserably that his heart was about to explode. The moment Dao Ling stamped his feet on the ground, it was like the heart of the universe was shaking!

"Bang bang!"

One after another, the strong men of the Fan clan couldn't trap them. Dao Ling's first kick landed on the ground, and a large number of them died. With three consecutive kicks, the Great Supreme One would disintegrate and turn into a ball of blood mist!

"You two are lucky to be able to survive. Go back and tell Fan Qingzi to keep the Space-Time Euphorbia!"

A cold light flashed in Dao Ling's eyes, and he disappeared. When he appeared again, these dozen masters could only see a vague shadow appearing at the end of the horizon.