Chapter 572: Omen of Ominous Omen

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Thirty miles away from Tianyong City, there are all strong men standing high in the sky, their eyes fixed on the entrance of the underground imperial tomb. Very much looking forward to the hidden treasure here.

"Look, the aura of the Dao has dissipated, and there is nothing left!"

A strong man roared and rushed over directly.

This scene made the strong people in the audience move instantly, madly rushing towards the underground imperial mausoleum, wanting to get the hidden treasure of the great emperor.

In the underground palace, it can be said that blood flowed like a river, and those who practiced a little bit were basically torn apart by the shock, and blood flowed down.

"what is this?"

The blond and three-eyed man was terrified, its waist was bent, and it was almost crushed to the ground.

It directly sacrificed a secret treasure, crazily resisting the surrounding pressure. Many wizards around here have great backgrounds, and sacrificed their treasures one by one to resist the surrounding pressure.

"Come on Daoling!"

Dahei screamed wildly, it sacrificed a stone flag, but the stone flag was shaking, because the pressure around it was getting stronger and stronger, Dahei couldn't hold it anymore.

Among them, the treasures of many people collapsed, and their bodies were crushed to pieces!

Dao Ling walked over under the terrible pressure, and hurriedly said:

"Hurry up, let's work together to activate my Broken Sword to counteract the coercion around us!"

Ever since the sixth cut of this broken sword was completed, it hadn't displayed its inherent power, because it required too much energy, and Dao Ling couldn't bear it.

He is also very much looking forward to the changes of Broken Sword, how strong it is now!

The energy in Dao Ling's body was crazily poured into the Broken Sword, and Dahei and the others also roared up to the sky, frantically pouring the energy into the Broken Sword.

Rumble!

Under the trembling eyes of many people, the broken sword finally revived, like an ancient heavenly dragon awakening, overwhelming the world.

It was like a mutilated holy soldier reviving its divine power. It was so terrifying that it suffocated countless people.

Dao Ling was taken aback, and felt that the energy in his body was being sucked away by the broken sword like crazy, and the divine power displayed by this broken sword was unimaginable!

"Dao unexpectedly mastered a disabled holy soldier!"

Wu Wangba's face was very ugly,

He feels that this is a broken holy weapon, because there is no Dao divine pattern, it is not a great way holy soldier.

"This kind of power should be a disabled holy soldier!"

Their faces are very ugly, this kind of thing is not to mention the arrogance of Xuanyu, even the kingly powerhouse does not have such a treasure!

But a helpless young man actually mastered a crippled holy weapon!

Broken Sword spewed out golden sword light, which was too terrifying, which made it impossible to awaken this breath, because it required too much energy.

"Damn it, this treasure is getting more and more perverted. It must be a broken holy weapon. We can't mobilize it even if we work together."

Dahei roared:

"Only the strong can activate the majesty of the disabled holy soldier!"

"How strong is the real holy soldier?"

Gu Tai shuddered for a while, he felt that this thing was too terrifying, it could shock and kill the strong.

Dao Ling's heart was also greatly shaken. If a complete holy soldier, how much energy would it take to unleash the divine power?

"Amitabha, this little monk is here to help you."

The bald-headed little monk came forward, and he did not move Mingwang pose, making it difficult for the surrounding pressure to hurt him.

He pointed at the Broken Sword with his fingers, and the sword seemed to be on fire. It was extremely powerful for a moment, bursting out with a powerful aura, faintly confronting the black coffin!

Although the black broken sword was broken, it was too terrifying. It floated between the sky and the earth, and the compressed void was collapsing!

"Daoling, save me!"

Ziyu's pretty face turned pale. He and Zi Canghai sent a secret treasure together to protect the group of people in Jubao Pavilion, but the secret treasure was shaking and was about to burst.

Dao Ling's face changed slightly, and a giant golden palm stretched out from behind him, covering the sky and covering it, pulling a group of people from Jubao Pavilion over.

"Thank you brother Dao for your shot."

Zi Canghai hurriedly cupped his hands, feeling a little grateful in his heart that he had helped Dao Ling just now, otherwise today would be in complete danger.

Ziyu panted heavily, and glanced at Broken Sword with her startled beautiful eyes. She had always known that Dao Ling had this treasure, and it was obvious that Broken Sword had an extra blade, making it even more terrifying!

"It turned out to be a disabled holy soldier!"

Ziyu bit her delicate red lips with her small teeth, and said excitedly:

"This thing has my credit, I was able to help him find a blade!"

Dao Ling took a deep breath, and looked at Li Xiaoxuan with his eyes, Qinglong Dynasty can still resist, they brought a big killing array.

"Brother, don't worry about me."

Li Xiaoxuan waved her little hand, giggling.

Dao Ling nodded, then glanced at Qian Yao's direction, seeing the girl's uncomfortable eyes, he laughed and said:

"I don't blame you, come here."

The giant golden palm stretched out again, and the group of Daqian Dynasty were overjoyed, but then their faces darkened because Dao Ling only took her away.

"What do you mean by that? We kindly asked you to practice in the Dynasty some time ago, have you forgotten?"

An imposing young man said in a deep voice, wanting Dao to protect them as well.

Qianhong's face was gloomy, and he didn't speak, but he sacrificed a golden seal alone, burying the pressure around him.

"Don't talk nonsense to me. The guy next to you is a member of your dynasty, and they won't save you. Why should I choose you? You think I'm your father!"

Dao Ling sneered.

"you!"

The young man burst into rage, and when he was about to curse, he couldn't help shivering when he noticed the coldness in the young man's eyes. He had witnessed Dao Ling's supernatural power just now, and he didn't dare to compete with him at all.

"Dao, can you help me?"

A woman as beautiful as a flower is humming, with a pitiful look, her body is bleeding, and she is about to be crushed to death.

Dao Ling nodded, and another giant golden palm grabbed across the air, sending the woman and the group of people around them under the Broken Sword

When this scene first happened, the faces of some people in the Dagan Dynasty were even more ugly. Could it be that they are not as good as those of some small families?

These Human Dao Tombs all know each other, but they don't come by their names, they are a group of people he rescued from the red-haired monster earlier.

"Dao, I am a member of the ancient Mo family, please help me, and I will repay you in the future!"

A young man hastily opened his mouth.

As soon as his words fell, many people around him spoke, feeling that Tao's Broken Sword could counteract the pressure here, so that they could survive.

"Hmph, some of you attacked me just now, let me save you now, you think I'm the savior!"

Dao Ling looked at these people with his eyes and sneered.

The young man from the ancient Mohists gritted his teeth instantly and said:

"Don't go too far, you are an outstanding person in my Xuanyu. These people are the pillars of our Xuanyu. At this critical moment, you still put hatred first. Don't you feel ashamed?"

"Well said, here only your broken sword can compete with the black coffin, I advise you to make a move, otherwise it will cause the world to scold."

"I said that I could always look up to you before, I hope you don't let us down."

Voices continued to come from all around, they were all dying, trying to force Dao Ling to take action.

"That's really embarrassing, I don't need you to look up to me, I'm not that great to control your life and death, some patience has a limit, if anyone dares to speak, you will be the first to die!"

Dao Ling's eyes are cold, he has long seen through the greed in the world, he will only save the people who should be saved!

"Amitabha, my little monk witnessed the moment when Dao's benefactor confronted the Supreme Lord of the Demon Realm with his own eyes. Someone stabbed him in the back. In fact, when you say these words, you should look at yourself, how much infamy you bear? In this world, there must be a cause and an effect." .”

The little monk said calmly, this sentence made many people turn green. They are not as famous as the devil, but when it comes to the people who scolded them behind their backs, I am afraid that they are too numerous to count.

There were constant screams in the field, and people were dying tragically, even some creatures with terrible cultivation were no exception, and they were torn apart by the shock.

"You bastard!"

The holy maiden of the ancient holy mountain couldn't bear it anymore. Her five-color pagoda gave shelter to the creatures of the holy mountain, and she used the silkworm clothes to fight against it, but the treasure clothes were incomplete, which caused her white as jade arms to bleed.

"Uh..." Dao Ling nodded, thinking of the little monk's words, he murmured to himself:

"The silkworm sleeves also helped me a lot, so let's help her just once."

A terrifying golden giant palm rushed across the sky, and this scene made the creatures of the ancient sacred mountain furious:

"I told you not to go too far, you are making a mistake!"

They all know that part of the holy maiden's precious clothes was taken away by Dao, so why can't he take all of them away now?

"You bastard!"

The holy maiden of the Primordial Divine Mountain gritted her teeth. Could it be that he took the opportunity to take off all the precious clothes on his body?

"What are you talking about?"

Dao Ling stared for a while, and the golden giant palm directly covered the saint, bringing her under the area covered by the broken sword.

"What are you going to do?"

The saint from the ancient sacred mountain screamed in embarrassment and anger, her eyes were still staring at the silkworm sleeve on his arm, remembering that she had worn it next to her body for several years, and now it was worn by a man, her face became even more ashamed and indignant up.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful." Dao Ling glared at her, and the words full of deep meaning made her tremble, she stopped talking, and cursed in her heart:

"Why is this bastard so kind and save me?"

The saint of the ancient holy mountain was very unbelieving and was always on guard, but he felt that no matter how courageous Dao Ling was, he would not take off his precious clothes in front of so many people.

"Look, the blood on the ground is pulsating, and I guessed right, this coffin is being sacrificed for blood!"

Dahei's hairs stood on end, and he roared:

"Who arranged this behind the scenes, and what does he want to do?"

The people surrounded by the broken sword all looked over. They saw that the entire underground palace was erupting with bloody aura, and the blood on the ground was frantically converging into the sky and pouring into the coffin.

The jet-black coffin was suddenly bright red, flashing a bewitching divine light, shocking people's hearts.

"What? What's going on here?"

Gu Tai's scalp was numb, and he growled:

"Could it be that the creatures inside are still alive?"

Dao Ling's eyes were extremely serious, and he said in a low voice:

"Let's go, it's too fierce here."

Broken Sword vibrated, swept away the surrounding coercion, and led them outside.

But as soon as he raised his footsteps, Dao Ling's face suddenly darkened, and outside the underground palace, more than a dozen strong men rushed over.

"This is a big trouble!"

Dao Ling's mind sank to the bottom of the valley, because the field here was too terrifying, even if it was a boundary-breaking talisman, it would be difficult to get away.

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