Ling wasn't worried about running into someone who recognized him here.

She doesn't like to show her head like Brother Cheng, and she can't wait for the bigger the show, the better.

There are very few people in Xianwu Zhou who have actually seen her.

Except for some of the former Heavenly Palace's subordinates, as well as those Saint Venerables, the others didn't know her true face at all.

Jiang Cheng looked at the hundreds of figures and couldn't help but marvel.

"Is there actually so many Holy Masters in Xianwu Continent?"

"Xianwu Zhou?"

Ling chuckled, "This is just the Holy Lord of the Canglan Continent. ”

"Well, I can't imagine that the Holy Lord is already as many as dogs."

Brother Cheng can only sigh, the fairy mother is really good at playing.

With so many Holy Lords, if the Heavenly Dao was still operating like before, wouldn't it be hundreds of Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasures?

Ling didn't miss a chance to tease him.

"No matter how much the Holy Lord is, it has nothing to do with you, you are still just a Dao God."

"I've already brought the road, whether you can get by or not, it's up to you."

Jiang Cheng pursed his lips speechlessly, "Use this to test the protagonist of the brother?" Which protagonist can't beat such a small level? ”

Dropping these words, he flew directly to the dark red Dao core.

The repulsion ahead is getting stronger.

This is because the way of the Holy Lord is far beyond the level of the Tao God.

Even if the Dao Core is no longer ownerless, the level is still there.

In other Dao gods, at this time, their minds had already been dispersed by that repulsive force.

But it's a pity that Jiang Cheng, who has never cultivated the Tao, has spiritual will.

Compared to those weak thoughts, this is simply a giant entering the market.

That repulsion couldn't shake him in the slightest.

Seeing him arrive easily, Ling couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

Sure enough, he's still so different.

However, this is only the first level.

Arriving near the Dao core, Jiang Cheng found that the scene in front of him was a little different from what he imagined.

These hundreds of Holy Lords were roughly divided into four camps.

At the front of each batch, there is a person who directly touches the Dao core with both hands, constantly absorbing the masterless path in it.

Where they touched, the core of the Dao had already appeared deeply dented.

The dark red crystals shrink little by little at a rate visible to the naked eye.

But apart from these four people, the remaining hundred or so Saint Masters were just sitting in the position closest to the Dao Core and carefully comprehending.

He didn't understand why.

Could it be that this nuclear level is too high for idle people to touch?

However, it is the Holy Lord who can come here.

The Dao Core in front of him belonged to the leader of the Dark Wood Clan, and he was only a Holy Lord.

Everyone is a master of the same level, there is no difference in level, right?

At this time, everyone is immersed in a state of perception absorption.

His arrival did not cause much of a stir.

Just a few people looked sideways a little, revealing a little surprised.

It seems to be curious who this strange 'Holy Lord' is.

But as Jiang Cheng stretched out his hands step by step, intending to touch the core, everyone present moved.

Except for the four Holy Masters who had touched the Dao core, everyone else quickly got up.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Holy Lords stopped in front of Jiang Cheng.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Put down your dirty hands!"

"Where is the idiot, do you understand the rules?"

"If you dare to mess around, get out of here!"

This scolding and angry scolding blinded Jiang Cheng.

Have you done anything that people and gods are angry about?

Why did it suddenly cause public outrage?

"What's the situation? Is there a master in this nucleus, and I can't touch it? ”

A holy lord in front of him smiled coldly.

"You're right, this core has a master, and you don't deserve it."

Several other Holy Lords beside him were also sneering.

"You're new here, aren't you? Don't understand the rules at all? ”

"The Dao core of the Canglan Continent can only be directly touched by the candidates appointed by our three sects and one alliance."

"The other Holy Lords can only be perceived from the sidelines."

"You are a newcomer, you can be allowed to feel on the periphery, you should be grateful to Dade!"

"Why don't you get to the back?"

Jiang Cheng finally understood their intentions.

There is only one Dao core, and it can't withstand the direct touch of so many Holy Lords.

If hundreds of Holy Masters absorb at the same time, then everyone will not be able to share much.

If you come late, I'm afraid you won't even be able to drink the soup.

In order to concentrate resources to pile up new Saint Venerables as soon as possible, the four top forces of the 'Three Sects and One Alliance' in the Canglan Continent divided the Dao Core into four parts.

Each faction elects a candidate, and this person absorbs it.

This candidate, not surprisingly, is either the most genius Holy Lord, or the head of a big faction or something.

As for the other smaller sect clan holy masters, they are not yet qualified to participate in dividing the cake.

After entering the venue, I honestly sat on the periphery and realized that it was.

After thinking about all this, Brother Cheng smiled.

If you want to divide up the Dao cores of the other Holy Lords, forget it.

Now the original owner of this Dao core, but I killed it with my own hands.

This is my loot, okay?

You divide my spoils in front of me, and point to my nose and say I'm not worthy?

Is there anything so unrefreshing in the world?

It's just a world of decay!

"What if I insist on touching it?"

Everyone thought that with this angry spray, Jiang Cheng would honestly shrink back, like a quail.

I really didn't expect this kid to be so iron-headed.

In the face of the collective intimidation of more than a hundred Holy Lords, he still dared to blow up the stab?

"Then get out of here!"

"Damn it, I don't know each other!"

Several Holy Masters around Jiang Cheng shot at him at the same time.

As Holy Lords, the strength of their minds was much stronger than those Dao Gods before them.

It's almost ...... The level of the mortal triple spiritual intent.

But after all, it is not the spiritual will, and there is no means of attack, the so-called 'shot' is to directly tear Jiang Cheng's spiritual will.

Then, they were subjected to the iron fist of Brother Cheng's justice.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

Like the slight explosion of a balloon being punctured, one thought after another was easily blasted by Jiang Cheng.

Then dissipate in place.

The destruction of their minds means that their opportunity is over.

In just a blink of an eye, a large area was vacant around Brother Cheng.

The original more than 100 people immediately decreased by half.

With his ten-fold spiritual intent, if he wanted to destroy the minds of these people, he didn't need to be so troublesome in the first place.

A direct spiritual storm can sweep away and destroy all this group of weak minds in an instant.

deliberately used fists, just to make a deeper impression on these people.

And his 'record' is enough to shock and shock everyone.

Screams rang out one after another, and the remaining sixty or so Holy Lords hurriedly fled from Jiang Cheng's side, like frightened birds.

"What!"

"How is that possible?"

They had never been exposed to consciousness cultivation, but they had never seen such a scene, and their cognition was subverted.

"Who are you?"

"Stop!"

However, this did not discourage Brother Cheng from swinging his fist.

"Want to stop now? Why did you go earlier? ”