Chapter 841 Warning and Threat!
If the main body was changed here, Wang Baole might still say that he didn't dare, but now his original Dharma body, not to mention the invulnerability of all poisons, is almost the same. There are things in this world that can poison his Dharma body, but their value It is so big that few people would be willing to use it to poison themselves.
So Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, and immediately laughed out loud, with a very heroic manner, as if he was not afraid of life and death, or he didn't know what life and death were.
"Long Nanzi naturally wants to drink the wine of Fellow Daoist Withering Spirit!" Wang Baole swayed and turned into a long rainbow, rushing towards the meteorite layer in front, passing quickly among the meteorites, without even looking around. Those monks of the Meridian Corps, who were staring at each other, went directly to the place where the five fake immortals were, and arrived at the meteorite where Taoist Kuling was sitting.
Without the slightest restraint, after arriving here, Wang Baole simply sat across from him, picked up the wine glass on the table, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, regardless of whether the wine was good or not, he started admiring it.
"Good wine!"
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the Taoist Ku Ling on the opposite side showed a bright light, he looked at Wang Baole carefully, put down the animal bone in his hand, no matter how greasy his hand was, he picked up his own wine glass and drank it lightly. Open your mouth.
"Long Nanzi, with your fake immortal cultivation, you dare to challenge my second army. Are you looking for death?"
"You'll know if you try it?" Wang Baole laughed, picked up the jug and poured himself a glass.
"What if you lose?" Taoist Ku Ling continued to ask with his usual expression.
"Shouldn't lose." Wang Baole drank the wine in the glass and licked his lips. He was right about the wine that he praised before, and the taste was indeed extraordinary.
"What if we win?" Taoist Ku Ling spoke again.
"After winning, we will naturally prepare to challenge the First Legion." Wang Baole blinked and looked at Taoist Ku Ling.
Taoist Kuling squinted his eyes, stared at Wang Baole for a long while, then suddenly laughed, and slowly raised his right hand, his whole body's cultivation exploded at this moment, the aura of the middle-stage Lingxian immediately spread in all directions, and at the same time, the five fakes around him Immortal-like cultivation base spreads, and there are hundreds of thousands of Meridian Corps monks around, all of which, all of a sudden, makes this meteorite area seem to have a storm criss-crossing the starry sky.
Seen from a distance, this place seems to have formed a huge vortex, like a beast's mouth, trying to swallow Wang Baole completely, and on Wang Baole's side, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the emperor's armor appeared all over his body at this moment. The movement of the red crystal erupts like a fairy wave, and spreads out with a more compelling aura. To a certain extent, although it is not as good as the withered spirit, it gives people the feeling that it seems to be able to fight against it!
On the one hand, this feeling came from his previous experience and self-confidence, and on the other hand, it was the stellar fire in his body. The confidence formed by all these was immediately clearly noticed by Ku Ling Taoist. His narrowed eyes showed a bright light. , After carefully looking at Wang Baole, the raised right hand was slowly lowered.
With the release, the fluctuations in the cultivation bases of the monks of the Meridian Army Corps all around dissipated, and the same was true for the five fake immortals, until Ku Ling's own cultivation base also dissipated at this moment, and the surrounding atmosphere was full of tension. , also disappeared.
This scene made Wang Baole's eyes flash with a deep light, and he had a faint guess in his heart, so he also scattered the emperor's armor, and continued to sit there, staring at the withered spirit.
The two looked at each other for about three breaths across the table, and Taoist Kuling withdrew his gaze and spoke lightly.
"Do you like my wine?"
"Not bad." Wang Baole said with a thoughtful smile.
"Wine, I'll see you off. Meridian Legion, admit defeat!" Taoist Kuling stood up, looked up at the starry sky, his voice was thunderous like thunder, as if it was about to enter the depths of nothingness, after he finished speaking, he laughed and turned around , and left the meteorite directly, all the monks and warships of the Meridian Corps around them retreated one after another, and after flying up one by one, they roared away towards the depths of the meteorite with Taoist Kuling.
Soon, there were no other monks in this area except Wang Baole.
"It's interesting." Wang Baole sat there, squinted his eyes, picked up the flagon and put it to his mouth to take a big sip, and he had a complete understanding in his heart. In fact, when he came here just now, he had a faint guess, and then withered Taoist Ling's performance made the guess in his heart more and more correct.
This guess is... Taoist Kuling doesn't want to fight!
Just like Fairy Lingyou and the commander of the Fourth Army, they choose a certain degree of help, the purpose of which is to consume other legions. Although the goal is the first army, it is naturally good if they can consume the second army.
As for the Kuling Taoist, he is not stupid to become the leader of an army, and his cultivation is in the middle stage of Lingxian, and his ambition is obviously not small, so after he noticed Wang Baole's cultivation and combat power, he combined some known news , After finally confirming that Wang Baole's place was indeed capable of threatening the Second Army, he chose to admit defeat.
Obviously, in his opinion, admitting defeat is not ashamed. His purpose is very simple, and it is not even considered a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. He wants to see Wang Baole and the First Legion fight to the death! !
In this way, for him, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Compared with getting this opportunity, Taoist Kuling doesn't care about winning or losing for a while.
"They're all old foxes." After Wang Baole drank all the wine in the flagon, he stood up and left the meteorite layer. He was about to return to his life-splitting army, but the moment he was about to step into the teleportation vortex, Wang Baole stopped. , looking sideways at the distant starry sky.
The moment he looked at it, there was a loud roar from the starry sky, and he could see two palms stretched out from the nothingness as if from another space, grabbing the surrounding nothingness, and pulling it outward, the sound In the monstrous sky, a huge gap was actually torn open.
In the exposed gap, there is an extremely tall and huge black figure with sharp thorns all over the body, which looks extraordinary. The fluctuation of cultivation level has reached the middle stage of Lingxian. It is just... the first idea of the first legion!
Behind him, there are nine waves, both men and women, each of whom is wearing good armor. Although they are not French ships, they can also be blessed with their combat power. These nine waves are the fake immortals , the nine of them are naturally the Nine War Immortals under the command of the First Legion!
In the rear, there are countless battleships, boundless, enough to make people's hearts shake after seeing them, not to mention, among these many battleships, there are still five... magic ships that exude spiritual waves! !
These five French ships made Wang Baole's pupils shrink suddenly.
And... At the end of all this, there is a palace floating, and the people in the palace cannot be seen, but the monstrous aura emanating from the inside of this palace, which is enough to suppress the starry sky and sweep away all spirits, has already explained the people in the palace. identity of.
It is... Gu Mo, the number one person under the patriarch, the head of the first army of Lingxian Great Perfection in the Heavenly Punishment Immortal Sect, Gu Mo!
"Long Nanzi, I'll give you one more chance to join my first army." When Wang Baole's mind was shaken, Yi Nianzi spoke lightly, and his voice spread through the cracks in space to all directions in the starry sky.
This is not an invitation, but a deterrent, and this is not an inquiry, but a warning!
Wang Baole was silent, he didn't care about a single thought, the same was true for the nine fake immortals, but the five magic ships put him under a lot of pressure, let alone Gu Mo...
"Don't talk? That's fine, then I'll give you another chance, don't you think I'm not pleasing to you, I'll wait for you to challenge!" Yi Nianzi narrowed his eyes and spoke again.
Wang Baole raised his head and looked calmly, looked at Nianzi, and then at everything waiting in formation inside the crack. Without saying a word, he turned around and stepped directly into the teleportation vortex, his figure disappeared in an instant.
Until he disappeared, some regrets appeared in Yi Nianzi's eyes. If Wang Baole really came to challenge just now, then everything would be simple. To a certain extent, it is considered to be challenging the First Legion.
"Forget it, I'm not a fool at all, how can I not see that there is a problem." Yi Nianzi murmured, turned to the palace in the distance, bowed respectfully, then raised his right hand with a wave, and the crack in nothingness that was torn open instantly Heal, the starry sky restores.
At the same time, Wang Baole, who returned to the Destiny Legion through the teleportation, turned extremely gloomy when he walked out. He stood there silent for a long time, his eyes suddenly revealed decisiveness, and he raised his right hand and took out the contact jade slip given by Xie Haiyang. Direct voice transmission.
"Fellow Daoist Haiyang, if the information you mentioned at the beginning really contains the fortune that allows me to be promoted to a spirit fairy, then... I want it!"