After the artistic conception, it is the three-in-one realm, in order to express respect for the strong people of this realm, people call this realm the king realm. Want-free-fee-watch-end-full-edition-please-hundred-degree-search-

It means that the warrior who has reached this realm is the king-like existence among the warriors.

Ling Zhi's Three Fingers of Intercepting the Sky was obtained from an unknown Wang Realm powerhouse, but it was also obtained through the inheritance of jade pendants, in fact, Ling Zhi had never seen a King Realm powerhouse.

The Snow White Beast and Luo Tianya must be at the level of the King Realm, or even stronger, but it is only a wisp of soul power, and they still lose most of their soul power, so naturally they are even more unable to feel it.

Feeling the blood wriggling on his fingers, Ling Zhi was dumbfounded.

It's just that the blood is full of such a powerful vitality, how strong is the king realm powerhouse?

With such vitality, isn't the so-called regeneration of severed limbs trivial?

I'm afraid that as long as it is not killed in one fell swoop, the martial artists of the King Realm will be able to recover.

"Is it the power of rules?" Ling Zhi felt the power in his blood.

The power is very weak, but only the power of the rules can make him have no room for resistance and be injured directly.

If I had such strength, wouldn't I be able to turn around and return to Xuanzhou now, push sideways over, and rescue my father!

Ling Zhi's eyes were red, and he muttered to himself with great longing.

The bag containing agarwood on his body, as if spiritual, emitted bursts of agarwood on his own, making Ling Zhi's eyes clear again.

Ling Zhi was stunned, he didn't expect that he was just in front of a pool of blood from a strong man in the King Realm, and he almost got up and went crazy.

Father Ling Tian is about to become a piece of his heart.

"It's here, when I go back to Xuanzhou, I have to let Master tell me my father's whereabouts no matter what, I can't wait, I can't wait!" Ling Zhi's eyes were sharp.

Time does not wait for others, there is not so much time for him to grow slowly, and wait until he is completely sure to save Ling Tian.

As long as he is sure, he has to work hard and try his best to win!

Sure enough, in the era when the Owl Tail clan was still in the Boundless Sea, the powerhouse level of the Boundless Sea and Xuanzhou had reached the king realm.

Ling Zhi sighed, now for some reason, Wang Jing is not visible.

This is a very strange phenomenon, there are talents in the country, and the most important thing in every era is actually genius, but in today's era, there is not even a strong person in the king realm.

Even the warriors in the middle and late stages of the artistic conception are only a handful.

What is it that is causing all this?

Is it related to what Luo Tianya said, the battle back then?

Ling Zhi shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and continued to investigate the surroundings.

In this ruin, he found several pools of blood, but most of them had completely lost their spirituality and turned into ordinary blood.

Obviously, the master of the pool of blood that hurt him before, even in the royal realm, is the strongest of the strong.

Although this place is not very large, because of the battles of various king realm powerhouses, the power has not completely dissipated, and the power of rules is permeated everywhere.

The power of rules has become very weak under the long river of time, but even so, it has also made the time and space of this ruin a little disordered, and many times the naked eye can see the past, but you can see a few feet around.

In fact, according to the situation here, let Gollum come out to find the best, but Ling Zhi would rather spend more time and take more risks by himself than let Gollum run around in such an unknown situation.

Airplanes.

Less than ten meters deeper, a fierce force field suddenly appeared in front of him.

Ling Zhi's movement caused changes in this place.

Looking ahead, everything in front of him gradually became clear, it was a small clearing, about five meters in radius.

A long arrow is oblique in the ground, and the arrow is not counting the ground and is a meter long, but it is as thin as a human finger.

On the body of the arrow, a piece of flesh and blood, alone in it!

Whose flesh and blood is this?

The power of the rules here lingers, everything is very strange, some places seem to have gone through eternity so far away, but here, this piece of flesh and blood has not yet decayed.

Ling Zhi cautiously stepped forward, wanting to find out.

One step out, the clothes on his body were suddenly cut several times.

This long arrow was shot by its owner, and after thousands of years, it wounded a powerful enemy, and there is still such a power left!

With Ling Zhi's strength, just getting close to it within five meters of it would get hurt!

Ling Zhi's gaze suddenly rose.

Such a powerful arrow body is simply a natural weapon, if he can get it in his hand and shoot an arrow, what kind of scene will it be?

Thinking like this, Ling Zhi couldn't help but take another step forward.

With a stabbing sound, Ling Zhi's entire body couldn't help but bend over.

If it weren't for the strange environment here, Ling Zhi felt that he might not even be able to get close to such a distance.

Every step out, every inch closer, Ling Zhi has to bear great pressure.

"I don't believe it, I can't even get close to an arrow that has already wounded the enemy, an arrow that has lost most of its strength, and I can't take it away!" Ling Zhi was fierce and gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

Bloody cuts burst open on him.

That's because the pressure is too great, the body can't bear it, and the blood explodes.

With Ling Zhi's body, he was forced to be like this!

But the greater the pressure, the more determined Ling Zhi's gaze became, and his eyes became more and more intense.

Because this means that the arrow is strong, and the stronger it is, the more it will help you!

Five meters, a distance that could be reached in one step in the past, Ling Zhi walked for half an hour.

He was covered in blood, and even on his face, blood was flowing.

Bright red blood slashed across the corners of Ling Zhi's mouth, but he grinned and laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Then, without hesitation, he grabbed the long arrow.

The long arrow is jet-black throughout, and this length is comparable to the spear used by many warriors.

As soon as Ling Zhi's hand touched the long arrow, a black shadow suddenly burst out on the arrow's body, heading straight for Ling Zhi.

The breath of this shadow suppressed Ling Zhi couldn't move.

This is the owner of the long arrow, when this arrow is shot, the spirit of the whole body, this spirit spirit hurts the enemy, and it still exists here, and it is triggered by Ling Zhi.

This is the root of the strength of every arrow of the archer!

Just as Ling Zhi was terrified, the piece of flesh on the arrow's body suddenly rioted and collided with the shadow.

The two of them slammed, and they all dissipated in front of Ling Zhi.

Looking at the place where the flesh and blood disappeared, Ling Zhi suddenly realized that it must be the flesh and blood of the Owltail clan, and it must be because of the body swallowing decision on his body that he would help him on his own.

The old man asked him to swallow the importance of the body, and sure enough.

The shadow and flesh disappeared, and Ling Zhi's hand was shocked, and he pulled the long arrow out of the ground.