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Ling Zhi didn't even bother to say anything, the blood-drinking mad knife was sacrificed, and the terrifying blood-colored sword was raging in the sky, and the martial king realm that could shackle Ling Zhi's immobility earlier, at this moment, it was not as good as a rag, almost as soon as it came into contact with the sword, it was torn into nothingness. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info copy URL visit %77%77%77%2e%76%6f%64%74%77%2e%63%6f%6d

Ling Zhi once asked Wan Evil, if he wanted to contend with a Martial King, how much dragon elephant power would he need? The final answer was that at least one million dragon elephant power was needed.

Only the power of a million dragon elephants can ensure that they are not affected by the power of the opponent's "domain", and they are self-defeating.

At this moment, Ling Zhi is not the power of one million dragon elephants, but the power of more than four million dragon elephants.

It's four times more than Wan Evil estimated. Even if Fu Qingzhuo is a disciple of Emperor Wu again, his strength cannot be judged by ordinary martial kings, and in the face of Ling Zhi's absolute strength, he still has no power to fight back.

After the blood-colored sword broke through the opponent's Martial King realm, it was like a bamboo, and it cut into Fu Qingzhuo's body, directly turning Fu Qingzhuo into a cloud of blood mist.

All this changed so fast that there was no time for Fu Qingzhuo to show his shocked face. Or Fu Qingzhuo never dreamed that Ling Zhi, who was regarded as ant garbage by himself before, why his strength had changed so drastically after only a few hours. I can't even beat a face, and I was blown into pieces by the other party.

Not only did Fu Qingzhuo not expect it, but the other martial kings of Longmen who came with them also changed wildly, and their galloping figures stopped instantly.

Just a few breaths ago, they still wished that their parents would have two more legs, so that they could be the first to rush over and stop Ling Zhi, but now, they were happy, they were grateful. Fortunately, their father and mother did not give them two more legs, otherwise it would not be Fu Qingzhuo who died now, but them, the disciples of Emperor Wu who thought they were invincible in the world.

"Click......"

The sound of a sharp object being broken came from Ling Zhi's palm, it was a golden light shot towards Ling Zhi before Fu Qing Zhuo died, and it was only at this time that he came to Ling Zhi, and was grabbed by him with one hand and pinched into nothingness.

"Let's go, the old horseman is coming......"

It seemed to feel Ling Zhi's eyes looking at the other martial kings, and Wan Xie hurriedly reminded him again.

"Get out!"

Ling Zhi slashed out, leaving a terrifying sword in the void, blocking the way forward between himself and the group of martial kings, and then his figure flashed and left the scene in an instant.

Just as Ling Zhi had just left the place for less than half a breath, another big handprint fell from the sky. After the handprint fell, he grabbed the void violently, and the "boom" rule exploded, and the entire void was almost shocked and collapsed by this grasp.

As the big handprint fell into the air, a middle-aged man as sharp as a knife suddenly descended on the scene.

"Deputy Sect Master!" several Martial Kings' faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly greeted this person.

The person who came was the deputy master of the Dragon Gate, and his strength was second only to Long Wanchen, the number one master in the mainland. At this moment, Long Wanchen's face was extremely ugly, and his cold eyes seemed to freeze even the space, "What about Qingzhuo?"

"Deputy Sect Master, Senior Brother Qingzhuo, he ......" Several Martial Kings wanted to speak and stopped.

"Say!"

"Senior Brother Qingzhuo has fallen, and he was blown into nothingness by that little beast's knife......" A martial king responded boldly.

"Damn it!"

Long Wanchen punched out, and another terrifying sound erupted from the void, "Immediately pass my order, block the entire area, without my order, I want a fly and don't want to escape!"

......

"Stop, boy, I'm telling you to stop, do you hear me?"

In a void about 10,000 miles away from the Nine Turns Holy City, the anxious voice of ten thousand evils suddenly sounded from the sea of knowledge.

Ling Zhi stopped and wondered, "Wan Xie, what are you doing?"

"Boy, you know that you are in trouble, with your speed, even if you escape for ten or eight years, you don't want to escape the other party's sniper......"

"Wait, Wan Evil, there is something I want to ask you, what is the origin of this person who is chasing? With my current strength of far more than four million dragon elephants, is there really no power to resist?"

Ling Zhi had wanted to ask about this for a long time. Didn't the other party's big handprint be shattered by his knife before? In his guess, he may not be able to confront Emperor Wu head-on, but it's always no problem to live easily, right?

"Foolish, I'm telling you, in your current situation...... Forget it, it's too late, you hurry up and enter the Imperial Mausoleum, and after entering the Imperial Mausoleum, this seat will explain it to you well......"

"Enter the Emperor'......s Mausoleum?"

Ling Zhigang wanted to say that there were several martial kings waiting for him in the imperial tomb, but he was quickly relieved.

With his current situation, it is not that he is afraid of King Wu, but that King Wu should be afraid of him.

His mind moved slightly, and the two "red moles" on his chest peeled off from his chest, suspended in the void in front of him, and soon turned into a huge stone arch. Ling Zhi looked at the empty void behind him, gritted his teeth, and jumped directly into the door.

As Ling Zhi entered the Imperial Mausoleum, the huge stone arch disappeared, and the two red moles also fused with each other after emitting a faint light, and finally turned into a speck of dust, which, together with the endless dust in the air, flowed with the wind and was quietly suspended in the long river of space.

Wan Xie's guess was indeed correct. Just after Ling Zhi entered the Imperial Tomb for about ten breaths, in the void space, a light flashed, and then turned into a human form.

It was Long Wanchen, the second master of the Dragon Gate, who came, and the place where he appeared was where Ling Zhi had entered the Imperial Tomb before.

"Gone, how is it possible?"

A deep doubt appeared in Long Wanchen's eyes. He has been promoted to Emperor Wu for many years, and his cultivation has been shocking, especially for the art of tracking, he has his own unique method. But he clearly sensed that Ling Zhi was in this direction before, why did he chase after him with his front and back feet, and that kid was nowhere to be seen?

After a little shock, Long Wanchen forced himself to calm down, and then probed out the powerful and vast divine thoughts of Emperor Wu, which spread around bit by bit.

After a full half a day, Long Wanchen retracted his thoughts with a blushing face. He was sure that he had really lost it, and that the little beast was indeed gone.

It's just a joke. An ant, and an ant that came out of the small world, actually lost a trace in the hands of his dignified dragon Wanchen, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that he heard that this person's name was Ling Zhi, and it was the Tianwu Realm Mole Ant that was brought out of Kyushu by their Longmen Hong Culture a few days ago.

A Heavenly Martial Realm, who has grown to the point of being able to kill the Martial King with one sword in just a few days, said that this kid has no secrets, and Long Wanchen will not believe it if he kills him.

Wrong!

Thinking of the word "secret", Long Wanchen's eyes suddenly lit up. He thought of a possibility.

Or, this kid didn't really escape from the range of his divine thoughts, but hid in a small world that his divine thoughts couldn't penetrate, and the rules of this small world should not be inferior to his Martial Emperor's realm, so he couldn't sense any breath?

"Could it be that other Martial Emperors have intervened?"

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Long Wanchen's eyes, and he couldn't think of any other reason than this explanation.

However, even if other Martial Emperors intervened and used their own domain to help the little beast escape, this matter would not be over.

Not to mention that the little beast killed the Dragon Emperor's disciple Fu Qingzhuo before, it has already caused the Dragon Emperor's thunderous anger, just the big secret hidden in his body, he must also find out this person, and then contribute to the honorable Dragon Emperor.

After figuring out these joints, Long Wanchen did not hesitate anymore, and once again infiltrated his divine thoughts into the endless void, he wanted to see that on the entire continent, there was also the realm of the Martial Emperor, which could be stronger than the eyes of Long Wanchen, the deputy master of his dignified Dragon Gate.

Long Wanchen was there to trace Ling Zhi hard, but he didn't know that in fact, Ling Zhi was by his side, and his divine thoughts had swept through the dust of the Ten Thousand Evil Emperor's Mausoleum many times.

It's a pity that even if he is a powerful Martial Emperor, his divine thoughts are vast and powerful like the abyssal sea, but they are not endless after all, and they are not strong enough to distinguish the truth of every grain of dust in the void.

Or continue to explore, Long Wanchen will one day find out the dust of the emperor's tomb, but this kind of time, I am afraid that at least ten years or a hundred years as a benchmark.

......

"Huh?"

Inside the Imperial Mausoleum, on the top of a mountain peak with a strong aura, the Sun Palace Master Ziyang, who had been meditating and cultivating for an unknown number of days, suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the void of the Imperial Mausoleum, and a touch of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

Not only him, but also Guiguzi of the White Bone Dao Palace, the black-clothed Martial King of the Heavenly King Palace, and the Martial King Sword Cultivator from the Divine Sword Villa, all raised their heads at the first time, looking towards the void full of endless resentment.

It's not that these people have strong divine thoughts, but that Ling Zhi's movements are too high-profile.

It's so high-profile that it's hard for others to think about it.

When he landed into the Imperial Tomb from outside, he not only deliberately drew a bolt of lightning in the void, but even deliberately urged the rules of the Imperial Tomb, causing a burst of rolling thunderstorm sound in the entire small world of the Imperial Tomb.

"What's going on? Why is there sudden thunder in the sky?"

"No, it's not thunder, it's someone coming in from the outside, ah!!...... Look, who's that?"

"Ling Zhi, it's actually a little beast Ling Zhi?"

In the midst of the thunder and lightning that wanted to be so high-profile, nearly 100,000 warriors finally discovered Ling Zhi who had fallen from the sky and confirmed his identity.

At this moment, countless people's expressions were dull.

The corners of countless people's eyes moistened.

Countless people's hearts twitched.

No one can understand how they spent their days.

No one can understand how bad their mood is and how painful they feel in this cage-like tomb of the Ten Thousand Evil Emperors, in this day of losing their freedom.

"Lao Tzu killed you......"

The first person who couldn't help it was the madman Shi Junfeng, almost before Ling Zhi landed, the whole person had already soared forward, and the terrifying sword killing momentum was almost like forming a substance, overwhelmingly towards Ling Zhi.

At the same time, the battle firmament and the situation of Tianyou are from the young master of the Heavenly King Palace, Xuantian, the senior brother of the White Bone Dao Palace, and the sea of blood...... Everything, but everyone who felt that his strength was enough, all flocked forward, wanting to tear Ling Zhi to pieces.

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