Chapter 134: Ancient Spring Ruins

Watering the flesh with the blood of the god-king?

Ye Lingtian firmly remembered this burly young man of the Canglong Sect in his heart, smiled and said, "What a great spirit! I'm waiting for you to come and get my divine blood quenching!"

In front of the burly and rugged young man, the two Canglong Sect slashing dao elders did not say a word from beginning to end, in their hearts, a god king body who had never cut the Dao Xiaocheng and had only created the Realm Quadruple Heaven level was not worthy of their personal action.

In addition, it also has the meaning of tempering the burly youth, if the burly young man can suppress Ye Lingtian with his own strength and obtain the blood quenching body of the god king, not only will the future be bright, but the name will also sweep every inch of the Eastern Wilderness and become a genuine god-killing celestial!

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"Brother Ye, this guy should not be underestimated, you have to guard against him. Murong Tianlin's eyebrows were heavy, and he said, "I estimate that this guy's cultivation is in the ranks of the Tongtian Realm. ”

"What about the Heavenly Realm, unless he has already cut the Dao, otherwise, if he wants to use my God King's blood to quench his body, it is wishful thinking and whimsical. Ye Lingtian said disapprerovingly.

Murong Tianlin sneered and didn't say anything more.

Ye Lingtian was in the Nine Heavens of the Fish and Dragon Realm, and he crossed the level to kill the tall woman of the Sixth Heaven of the Creation Realm, and the white-robed young man of the Seven Heavens of the Creation Realm, this was what he had witnessed, and now Ye Lingtian was the Fourth Heaven of the Creation Realm, maybe he already had the confidence to rival the Heavenly Realm! Murong Tianlin couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The God King Body is a pervert." ”

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The magnificent Feixian Ridge stretches as far as the eye can see, spreading for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Today, under the scorching sun, there are clouds and winds, and there are many people.

More than 2,000 monks occupy the surrounding mountains and fields, surrounded by a natural ancient spring.

On the surface of the ancient spring with a diameter of no more than 100 meters, a whirlpool rotated "sparsely", reflecting a strange light, blazing bright, dazzling and dazzling, forming a pillar of energy light that penetrated the sky and was breathtaking.

Ye Lingtian and Murong Tianlin, the little county lord, the big black cat, landed on a rock, he looked at the monks present, two of the lineups, one side of more than 400 people, one side of more than 500 people, led by several elder monks, all of them are at the level of cutting the road, where to stop, let the surrounding avenues turbulent, space creation ups and downs.

"The Red Demon Sect, the people of the Qianyuan Sect. Murong Tianlin said solemnly.

Aside from the Flying Immortal Sect, there are three major forces, including the Canglong Sect, which is this Red Demon Sect and the Qianyuan Sect.

Retracting his gaze from the two major forces, Ye Lingtian estimated that the more than 1,000 martial arts monks scattered outside the ancient spring were all registered disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect.

Some of them are loose cultivators, some are sect disciples, and some may still be disciples of the Holy Land, disciples of the ancient family, with the same purpose, joined the Flying Immortal Sect and became the registered disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect.

As expected, Ye Lingtian also saw the cold and thin bald old man.

"It's this old bastard again. The big black cat bared its teeth and said, "Ye boy, don't blame the emperor for not reminding you, this old boy must have some premeditated plan for you." ”

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, as long as he doesn't make trouble, I have no reason to take the initiative to provoke him. Ye Lingtian replied indifferently.

said.

The bald old man with a cold breath was like a lonely soul, floating over without touching the ground.

Murong Tianlin's face was pale and out of breath, the bald old man's qi cultivation was very constricted, but the essence of the strength and profundity had an inexplicable deterrent power.

Ye Lingtian also had a chill in his spine, but fortunately, the blood of the God King in his body rushed on his own, dispelling the cold aura of the human muscles and bones.

"Little guy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I have broken through from the Nine Heavens of the Ichthyosaurus Realm to the Four Heavens of the Creation Realm, it's okay. The bald old man's voice was harsh and hoarse, and he said, "If the old man is not mistaken, you have found a flying immortal pool." ”

Nodding his head undeniably, Ye Lingtian said: "If you have something, just say it, there is no need to beat around the bush." ”

"What can the old man do, I just want to remind you that the three major forces of the Flying Immortal Ridge are gathered here, and the big men of the Flying Immortal Sect will definitely arrive, you little guy had better be careful and don't die in it." If you can trust the old man, you can also act with the old man, and the old man is willing to share half of the opportunity you get. The bald old man's eyes were disillusioned, and he could see that his whole body was chilling.

"There's no need for that. Ye Lingtian shook his head, "We young people don't like to get together with the older generation of monks, the seniors can go to those older generation of monks to form a team." ”

Hearing this, the bald old man didn't say a word and returned to the distance.

Murong Tianlin was relieved, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Brother Ye, this old guy is not simple, the feeling given to me is even more unfathomable than the two old men of the Canglong Sect, and this old guy looks at you abnormally......"

"He's not going to do anything to me for a while. "Ye Ling Tiandao;" Although I don't know what this old thing is thinking in his head, judging from his performance, he will not be difficult in the short term. ”

"Boom"

A deafening sound rang out.

An ancient and solemn mysterious chariot depicting the pattern of flying immortals, the wheels rolling, crushing the sky, like a star rainbow, piercing the void of the earth, and appearing in front of the ancient spring.

The divine brilliance that was enveloped in the Flying Immortal chariot retreated, revealing a crane-haired and childish face, an old man with an indescribable appearance, and behind him there were three young people who were not more than twenty years old, two men and one woman.

"One of the Eight Great Protectors of the Flying Immortal Sect, Turtle Crane!"

The eyes of the three major forces became heavy.

Ye Lingtian saw that it was this old thing, and immediately laughed dumbly.

A few days ago, I used ten leaves of a thousand-year-old elixir to bribe this old bastard.

"Huh?" The turtle and crane protector on the Flying Immortal Chariot obviously also saw Ye Lingtian, and from a distance, he said, "Boy, your thousand-year-old elixir leaf is full of medicinal effect, which has increased the old man's longevity by twenty or thirty years, and his cultivation has also grown a lot. I know that you kid must still have a thousand-year-old elixir in his hand, so sell it to the old man. ”

"Senior, just kidding, those ten thousand-year-old elixir leaves have already emptied my pocket, where do I still have a thousand-year-old elixir?" Ye Lingtian shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"Don't pretend to be you, kid! Who doesn't know that you've obtained several complete thousand-year-old elixirs in the secret realm of Luoshui Holy Land!" the Turtle and Crane Protector snorted and said.

"Rumors! The four major forces want to kill me, how can they be attractive if they don't make up some lies?" Ye Lingtian explained calmly.