The metal relics forced their hands and feet apart, and the Linghao Stone Man had to reassemble his body, and the combined Linghao Stone Man was smaller than before, but the combat power still existed.

The two Linghao stone people were one left and one right, one punched and one kicked, and the punch and foot hit Zhang Lang at the same time, so that he could not fly out or retreat, so he had to be punched and kicked to death, and endure it silently.

"Poof~"

Zhang Lang's throat was sweet, he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, silently bearing the powerful blow of the two spirit Haoshi people.

"Hey~ The changes in heaven and earth 10,000 years ago have made my people of the abolition clan suffer too much in their cultivation, and if the Linghao Stone is not removed for a day, it will block the cultivation of the people of my abolition clan and block the way forward. Zhang Cai muttered to himself.

"Old immortal, your waste clan was 10,000 years ago, before the human royal clan appeared, only your waste clan could practice, and only a few other human races could practice, why do there are so many Linghao stones in your dantian, why and only you waste clan can have it. The Taoist Lord asked Zhang Cai.

This is related to the Heavenly Dao that we admire, why there is such a thing as conquest of the Heavenly Dao. Zhang Cai said.

"I get it. But the conquest of the Heavenly Dao in history was not just 10,000 years ago. Before the earlier era, 100,000 years ago, 300,000 years ago, 500,000 years ago, and even more million two million years ago, the Heavenly Dao had also fought several times, but none of them succeeded. The Taoist Master said.

"In these several conquests of the Heavenly Dao, there have been many races like my wasted clan, and they have all been destroyed in the conquest of the Heavenly Dao. But my abolition clan has left behind the clansmen, left the seeds, and my abolition clan should be at the forefront of the conquest of the Heavenly Dao. Zhang Cai said.

"Ten thousand years ago, when you conquered the Heavenly Dao, your abolished clan launched a general attack, with the assistance of the human royal clan, and the other clans followed you closely behind, launching a devastating blow to the Heavenly Dao. Seeing that he was about to attack the lair of the Heavenly Dao, he didn't know that the traitors appeared one after another, causing us heavy losses. The Taoist Master said.

"Yes, except for the Qingtian battle and the death of the four heavenly beings, the other three days have been submissive to the Heavenly Dao, and even this king has to become a traitor and submit to the Heavenly Dao for the sake of his clan, otherwise he will not be sealed in the dark land of Xuanxing by you. Long Yutian said.

"The moment the seal of the Shenzang was broken, I knew that you were competing with the Taoist Lord in the depths of the sky, so Lao Tzu simply sealed you twice, and by the way, let Zhang Lang, who is suspected of being a member of my waste clan, educate and teach you a lesson. Teach you a lesson about this so-called traitor. Zhang Cai said.

"Zhang Cai, you bastard, you can't beat me by yourself, but you call a junior to teach this king a lesson. If you hadn't been attacked, would you have been able to seal this king? Would you have been beaten to shame by your people? You would have been beaten all over the ground by this king. Long Yutian said angrily.

"Haha~ Lao Tzu just can't beat you, but you were beaten by Zhang Lang's kid all over the ground looking for teeth, with a blue nose and swollen face. Zhang Cai said.

"It was a sneak attack by you. Long Yutian said.

"You were beaten by Zhang Lang Xiaoyou, looking for teeth all over the ground. Zhang Cai said.

"It was sealed by your sneak attack. Long Yutian said.

"You were beaten by Zhang Lang Xiaoyou, and your nose and face were swollen. Zhang Cai said.

"Zhang Cai, you are an old immortal, can you not reveal the scars of this king. Long Yutian scolded.

"You were beaten by Zhang Lang Xiaoyou. Zhang Cai continued.

"Long Yutian, don't shout anywhere, what sneak attack is not sneak attack, what seal is not sealed. You were defeated by Boss Zhang Lang in the same realm, and your nose and face were swollen. Although you are a traitor to my dragon clan, the emperor still feels ashamed. Long Wei Shen said with a mending knife.

"Whew~"

Long Yutian let out an angry roar, his face flushed, and he soared directly into the air, spinning in circles in the air, and almost flew into Zhang Lang's battle several times. After turning around for more than ten times, one rolled and rushed into the dirt, hiding from it, so as not to be hurt by Zhang Cai and expose his scars.

The battle between Zhang Lang and the two spirit Haoshi people is still ongoing. Its blood continued to overflow from its mouth, and even its whole body was hit by the Linghao Stone Man with wounds of different sizes, lengths, and depths, and the blood had already stained the whole body.

"Ah~"

Zhang Lang let out a heart-rending and angry scream, and forcibly endured the pain with his two palms one after another, knocking the two spirit Hao stones out of a certain distance. Then, Zhang Lang swiped his hands, and the long-lost spiritual power overflowed from the dantian, although it was not much, but it made the dantian glow with a slight silver light, and the silver light flashed with golden light, and the golden light changed into a golden waste word, and the waste word rushed out and rotated around Zhang Lang at high speed.

The golden light in the swirling, two of which were particularly conspicuous, and the waste characters that were twice as large as the others, broke away from the group and forced the two spirit Haoshi people to cling to their foreheads.

The Linghao stone people were pasted with golden words on their foreheads, and they obviously dared to feel their feet, and their movements were slow, and they were hindered to a certain extent. But such a little obstacle didn't cause much substance, and they still rushed towards Zhang Lang at an extremely fast speed, and the two clenched their fists and slammed them out.

With this punch, the two spirit Haoshi people used all their strength, vowing to smash Zhang Langhong with two punches, blocking his cultivation, and even preventing him from reaching a higher level in the cultivation of waste words.

The two fists all focused on bombarding Zhang Lang's head, and one fist hit the Tianling Gai, and it was about to hit Zhang Lang. Those waste words that rotated around it at high speed, the collective impact resisted in front of Zhang Lang's trouble, and even in front of the Tianling cover, there were dozens of waste words blocked.

"Puff~Puff~Puff~......"

The light sound continued to sound at a moment, and the waste words blocked in front of the Tianling cover exploded one after another, and were hit by the punches, and in less than two breaths, dozens of waste words were all broken in the march of the fist, and they could not stop the fist from moving forward.

The fist and Zhang Lang's Heavenly Spirit Gai were only as far away as a hair, but they stopped at this time, but the hurricane brought by the fist blew Zhang Lang's hair away and flew backwards.

The fist stopped suddenly, it was not that Linghao Shiren didn't want to attack Zhang Lang, but at this moment, he couldn't attack at all, and he couldn't let his fist hit Zhang Lang. At this time, the golden light on their foreheads was abundant, and the golden waste words directly drilled into their heads, causing their troubles to shatter at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, turning into flying ashes.

The two waste words that were tightly attached to the forehead of the two spirit Haoshi saved Zhang Lang from the blow of this fist, and also saved his life and the danger of being shot in the head.

Zhang Lang let out a roar of rage, and his right hand formed a fist. The spiritual power in the dantian forcibly overflowed again, converging on the fist, and then hooked the pieces of heaven and earth, allowing the spiritual power between heaven and earth to swim and converge on the fist of the right hand. The spiritual power in the dantian and the spiritual power between heaven and earth converged on the fist of the right hand and quickly fused, and the strength of the fist was powerful.

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