Yang Ling's first attack hardly made any difference.

The scene calmed down suddenly, not only all the team members were frightened, but even Yang Ling couldn't help but jump a few times.

This result was completely beyond his expectations, according to his thoughts, how could this wave of attacks make the opponent scramble, but the opponent didn't have any.

And the other party didn't seem to have the intention of attacking eagerly, still standing on the city wall and watching, a tall figure sitting in the tower stood up in the center, and behind him, a phantom of a golden giant bird six or seven hundred kilometers long appeared, three-legged and six-winged, the head was like an eagle's claws like a tiger, the golden light was shining all over his body, and the light and shadow of the colorful tail feathers stretched for nearly a hundred kilometers, and in the swing of the tail feathers, the void was broken layer by layer and could not be bridged.

Both sides were silent, looking at each other across the walls.

The aura emitted by this bird is indeed very powerful, and the other party's Xuan Realm powerhouses are at least more than a thousand, but Yang Ling doesn't have too much to worry about, there are only more than three hundred masters in the Xuan Realm on his face, but in fact, the more terrifying strength is hidden behind.

Tens of thousands of magicians who have fused the Xuan-level Warcraft Magic Crystal, and released the seventh-level scroll, which is the real combat power of the Xuanjing, although the realm is a mess, but under the protection of the enchantment and the boundary shield magic, as long as it is not one-on-one by the opponent's Xuanjing master, if you don't care about the scroll at all, you can use the scroll to directly crush the other party into ashes.

If Yang Ling was willing to throw out an eighth-level scroll, this battle would be over in an instant.

But Yang Ling didn't want to waste it so much.

As the saying goes, raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while, these subordinates can't just soak in the elixir spirit water all day long and not participate in the battle, which is not conducive to future development.

Then there's the fact that advanced scrolls are not easy to make.

Especially the seventh-level forbidden spell-level scroll and the eighth-level scroll, not to mention the time-consuming and difficult to make, and the low success rate is outrageous, even Xian Canglan, who has the highest production level today, can only barely complete an eighth-level scroll in a hundred years, and it also consumes three to five magic crystals of Xuan-level demonic beasts and more than ten demonic beasts, while the seventh-level forbidden curse-level scroll is relatively easy, but it almost takes more than ten years of high-level magicians and one or two Xuan-level demonic beasts to complete, so it is generally reluctant to use it until the moment of salvation。

What's more, Yang Ling estimated that in the last year, there should be continuous Guardian combat missions, and the production of high-level scrolls would definitely not be able to keep up.

Therefore, the high-power scroll can not be used as much as possible, even if it is to be used, it is mainly based on the scroll of level five and six, with the main task of killing and injuring the opponent's Dao realm followers, and the scroll above level seven can only be used to deal with the opponent's Xuan Realm powerhouse.

"What do you want to do with this?" Gao Wenfeng asked in a frightened whisper.

"I guess I want to find you alone!" Yang Ling replied quietly.

"!" Gao Wenfeng's legs were weak and he almost sat on the ground.

"Do any of you know each other?" Yang Ling asked, turning his head.

Through the previous conversation with Longxi Shengjun, Yang Ling knew that all the people who had the miner system always lived in the Xuanling Fan Three Realms, and since this guy was in the Xuan Realm, he should definitely live in the Xuan Realm, and he was an existence in the True Xuan Realm, and he was definitely not an unknown person in the Xuan Realm.

"Master, if you guess correctly, this should be the Golden Crow True Person of the Heavenly Absolute Holy Palace!" replied a guy from the Xuan Realm next to him with a pale face.

"So he's a demon clan?" Yang Ling was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, Jin Crow Zhenren is one of the elders in the Heavenly Absolute Holy Palace, but I haven't heard about him for hundreds of millions of years, and I didn't expect him to be a system owner. Qian Jia, who was standing behind Yang Ling, said.

"What are the Jinwu Zhenren waiting for?" asked Xuan Yin, the shirtless man of the Longxi clan, shaking the harpoon in his hand.

"I don't know, wait and see!" Yang Ling looked back at the city wall not far away.

After two minutes of confrontation, the tall figure on the opposite side stepped out and stood in the void, and with a grasp of his hand out of thin air, a ray of light instantly condensed into a spear and pointed at Yang Ling from afar.

"I feel the breath of the Longxi Holy Monarch from you, tell me, did the Holy Monarch leave you any inheritance!"

Yang Ling also took a step forward and walked out of the system, standing no more than 10,000 meters away from the Jinwu Zhenren, the Yuan Shen statue behind him looked down at him and said, "Yes, I have indeed obtained the inheritance of the Longxi Holy Monarch." ”

"Hahaha~" Jin Crow Zhenren couldn't help but look up to the sky excitedly and laughed a few times, his handsome face showed inexplicable excitement, "I haven't appeared in the world for hundreds of millions of years, in order to reach the saint realm before the catastrophe, I didn't expect to be disturbed by you, but it's okay, after I refine you, I can naturally get the inheritance of the saint monarch and break through the last step to avoid the catastrophe of the end times!"

Yang Ling pouted and said: "You think too much, the task is not over yet, I don't know who is dead or alive, if you want to get the inheritance of the Holy Monarch, you have to save your life to the end, not to mention, even if you break through the Holy Realm and become a saint, I'm afraid you can't live or die yourself!"

Jin Wu Zhenren was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

"Haha! It's not interesting, I just wanted to tell you that the miner system is very deep, and in the end you may find that it is all just nothing!"

"Do you know the truth?" Jin Crow Zhenren's eyes shone brightly.

"I don't want to tell you!" Yang Ling rolled his eyes.

"You ......" Jin Crow Zhenren choked for a moment and then became furious, the giant bird battle spirit behind him let out an earth-shattering roar, and a golden giant claw directly penetrated the void and grabbed Yang Ling.

Looking at the huge tiger claws that covered the sky and the sunset, the dragon spear in the hand of the Yuan God statue stabbed forward, and in the blue light, a cyan dragon roared and crashed into the tiger claws.

"Boom~"

As a halo exploded, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the void collapsed and shattered layer by layer, and the two cities trembled a few times, the tiger's claws shattered, and the statue of the primordial god staggered back and retreated dozens of kilometers.

"Offense~"

Almost at the moment when the two fought, a powerful aura rose up from behind Yang Ling, and one after another tens of thousands of meters high battle spirits roared and pounced on the opponent's city, and on the opposite city wall, one after another terrifying battle spirits also emerged, and all kinds of brilliant weapons emitted dazzling light and tore apart the sky and fell.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

In the midst of one explosion after another, clusters of dazzling light exploded in the void.

One by one, the giant dragons roared and rolled, instantly entangled one opponent after another, and one by one the huge figures of strange shapes roared in the void and rushed to meet the opponents, and more than three hundred Xuan Realm masters instantly became a ball with each other.

And behind the two sides, more Dao realm masters were densely packed like two tides colliding together.