Trying to activate the Race Bloodline? Wei Yang was not sure about such things, after all, where did this bloodline come from and how did it come from? Wei Yang couldn't figure it out, even if his spine had been born with the power of the racial bloodline, but he was still dizzy, and in the blink of an eye, he had that unknown energy, and Wei Yang also made it clear that everything could only rely on Tongtian himself.

And Tongtian learned of such a secret sin, and his heart was also full of surprise, and when he absorbed the Dao Dan, he also always paid attention to the bone marrow, whether there was a potential hidden from being discovered? hope, but there is hesitation, and Tongtian is also nervous.

At this time, the two of them were not known by others, but Wei Yang broke through the Void Realm and had stronger strength to help Tongtian heal.

After all, they didn't know about Tongtian's serious injury, and only the dead Feng Hou knew, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen to blow themselves up at a critical time, so as to save the Nine Halls army of the rout.

Wei Yang didn't know if this Dao Pill could open the bloodline of Tongtian's race, and now he saw that Tongtian's injury was stable, and he had begun to repair slowly, his eyes fell into the distance, and he jumped into a leap and went straight to the place where the Immortal Firebird Clan was fighting.

At the same time, Ku Ling looked at the pitch-black long sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth were also slightly upturned, looking at the vanishing Dao God Phantom, he bowed respectfully, and then got up and walked into the distance.

He is not afraid of the firebird, nor is he unable to fight against it, the reason why he did not choose to make a move is because the phantom Dao God back then once had a word with him, if the immortal firebird clan appeared in other worlds, it was not from his hands, but also from the clansmen of his Dao realm, so he couldn't easily kill him, lest he provoke the displeasure of other Dao gods.

For the Dao God of the Dao Realm, Ku Ling knew that his current strength was impossible to fight at all, if he really killed the firebird, he was afraid that it would cause dissatisfaction among the other Dao gods, and when the phantom did not shelter him, then he would have suffered a catastrophe, and he didn't even know how to die.

It was precisely because of this reason that Ku Ling did not dare to move, for fear of being dissatisfied with the other Dao gods. Now, the Phantom gave him a long sword, which is the token of the Phantom, even if other Dao gods come forward to make it difficult, he can take refuge with this sword, unless the other party will not sell the phantom thin face.

Although Ku Ling didn't know the specific information of the Dao Realm, he also knew that there was a light camp and a dark camp, and he had become an immortal firebird clan, a minister of the dark camp faction, and the race of the light camp could naturally be killed, even if those Dao gods of the light camp were dissatisfied? Nor will they attack him.

What he is afraid of is the Dao God of the dark camp, once one of them does not sell the face of the phantom, then he will have a great calamity. Now that the phantom has come out, as long as he does not offend the high-ranking Dao God, he can ensure that his life will not die, and the firebird is obviously from the hand of the phantom, and the phantom will not blame him for killing him, so what is the need to consider? Kill it.

Holding a pitch-black long sword in his hand, the speed of Kuling was extremely fast, and Wei Yang's speed was not slow, almost the two of them arrived at the battlefield at the same time, looking at the undead puppets that were already less than a million, and frantically shot at the undead firebird clansmen who faintly appeared in the field, the wings of the black Dao spirit, Wei Yang was also nervous in his heart.

It's nothing more than that, those immortal firebird clan members are obviously the same as him, they have all set foot in the realm of gods, which means that the power of the Dao rules of this world is already difficult to harm them, and the immortal firebirds of more than a hundred people are comparable to a million army, even if a million army is difficult to completely kill them.

Although Wei Yang didn't make a move, he stood in the distance and watched quietly, but Kuling, who had just arrived here, had already noticed Wei Yang's existence. For a while, there was no distinction between friend and foe, and Kuling didn't dare to make a rash move.

Firebird is really timid and cautious, and he doesn't dare to risk his life, and this guy is really cautious, and he doesn't mind taking risks and fighting, but he must be in his control, sensing Wei Yang's aura looming, and what Kuling did first time was not to participate in the battle and help Karn kill the enemy, but to choose to test Wei Yang, whether he was friend or foe?

Sensing a breath, he came straight to himself, Wei Yang also frowned, faintly showing two wings behind him, seeing that the other party only had one spirit wing, he also knew that the other party was only open, a race bloodline.

"It's okay, when you first enter the realm of quasi-Dao gods, I will use your sacrificial flag to see what strength the quasi-gods have?"

Wei Yang suddenly turned into a streamer, his big fist went straight to the other party, and the momentum of the explosion suddenly attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

Even Karn, who was fighting, looked sideways at the two of them, and anger rose in his heart. He didn't know what Kuling was hiding behind him, watching him fall into a bitter battle, what was his idea? Could it be that he wants to watch him kill the enemy to the death, and then he will subdue this group of immortal Firebird people?

For a moment, Karn's eyes flickered, and his heart was annoyed, no matter what undead puppet or the undead firebird clan in front of him, he directly leaned backwards, withdrew from the battle circle, and quietly watched the collision between the two.

And just as Karn retreated, the Firebird also opened his mouth to order a halt, staring at Kuling with dead eyes in his eyes, but he didn't expect that the stranger he faintly noticed was actually the former Saint Venerable Kuling.

When his gaze fell on Wei Yang's body, he saw the other party behind him, between the virtual and the real, one blood and one green two Dao Spirit wings, and he felt even more frightened in his heart, who was the other party? And why is it the enemy of Kuling? If it's an enemy, can you fight it?

"King, that's the Holy Lord of the Holy Church, Wei Yang."

Peng Rong looked at Wei Yang's figure, appearing in mid-air, a trace of tangled emotions flashed in his eyes, now that he has become a member of the Immortal Firebird Clan, he can be regarded as a complete betrayal of the gods of Jiutang, even if he is afraid in his heart, he feels a deep resentment towards Wei Yang.

If it weren't for him, why would he betray the Nine Spirits? If it weren't for him, how could he be jealous? If it weren't for him, he wouldn't be one of the immortal firebirds right now? Thinking about it carefully, whether it is hatred, or Xie, or Peng Rong can't be sure.

In the field, Wei Yang didn't know the ideas that rose in everyone's hearts, even if he knew, he was afraid that he wouldn't take it to heart, and he wouldn't be jealous of people, whether it was Peng Rong or Tang Rong, it really didn't fall into his eyes.

Right now, there is only Kuling in his eyes, only this immortal firebird's quasi-dao god, whether the other party can take his punch, or whether he can fight against it, is just unknown, even Wei Yang has no confidence in his heart to be able to kill the other party with one punch.

'Boom'

With a fist and a sword touch, Wei Yang's body was fixed in mid-air, and the withered body, like a kite that had dropped its strings, flew backwards quickly, although there was no blood sprayed in his mouth, but the immortal firebird that turned into a phantom on his forehead squeaked in horror, although it was a phantom image, but the tragic wail sound was still clearly transmitted to everyone's minds.

"Strong."

All the members of the immortal bird clan had this word in their hearts, and Peng Rong's eyes flickered, looking at Wei Yang hovering in mid-air, and secretly said in his heart: What kind of opportunity did this Wei Yang get? Unexpectedly, the bloodline of the race was opened, and it was even stronger than the undead firebird clan?