This wonderful feeling was familiar to him.

Not long ago, in the battle of the Primordial Forest, the mysterious old man had left him a mark that could greatly increase his strength.

It was precisely because of the effect of that mark that Yang Ling was able to fight in and out of the siege of thousands of people, and he was powerless to fight back against the major forces near the Great Plains.

With the help of the undead ring, he killed the extremely powerful Lu Zhong.

You must know that his strength at that time was only a half-step refinement realm, and being able to do it to that extent can be described as astonishing.

Moreover, the feeling of greatly improving his strength at that time is still fresh in his memory and has endless aftertastes.

Just like now, it was as if a supernatural power had been injected into his body, which gave birth to a great sense of satisfaction in his heart, and his confidence skyrocketed, as if he could fight the heavens and the earth and wipe out the enemies of this world.

Huhuhu~ With him as the center, a strong and fierce whirlwind appeared in vain and swept directly towards the Quartet.

At this moment, this area was filled with smoke and dust, and the already dim space became even more blurred.

"Hmm, what's going on?" In the vicinity of Yang Ling, many spiritual cultivators were greatly surprised, feeling a kind of coercion from the soul.

Brush ~ The wind was raging, mixed with energy wind blades, like autumn wind sweeping leaves, flying wildly, and rushing towards the Xia clan people not far away.

The attack was so stealthy and so powerful that it caught the men off guard, and when the first screams rang out, the others reacted and scrambled to resist. The most // fast // more // new // on // in

Bang bang bang ~ They all held up the Yuan Force Shield, and those energy wind blades slashed on it, making a violent and dense impact sound.

It was like a heavy downpour, and people were unconsciously immersed in this sound.

Ah~ Someone was pale and weak, and the Yuan Force Shield was broken in an instant, leaving terrifying scars on his body.

Blood trickled down, and soon the ground was red, and the bloody breath filled everyone's nostrils, making the tomb even more gloomy and terrifying.

The anomaly here has finally caught the attention of the others, but most of them are fighting for the Ancient Treasure, and unless the crisis is enough to threaten their lives, these people are simply not willing to devote their attention to dealing with and resolving it.

At this moment, Yang Ling's body crackled, sounding like fried beans, which was terrifying.

His already slender body was three inches taller, and it was much stronger, and even the wide robe was torn.

"It's a good feeling, it's several times stronger than before!" he muttered as he surveyed himself, desperate for a hearty fight.

Knock~ He took a step forward, and the earth shook and rumbled, shaking.

Not far away, many Wu clan people were shocked.

They all knew that Yang Ling was very strong, but they didn't expect it to be so strong, and the overwhelming coercion alone was enough to make everyone tremble.

"Yang Ling!" Wu Hua whispered, his eyes flashing continuously.

Yang Ling glanced back at her and said, "Sister Hua, don't worry, I'm going to pick their heads and use them to pay tribute to the friends of the Wu Clan!"

Wu Hua nodded, his fists clenched, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Xia Chen, take your life!" Yang Ling took one step at a time, and instantly came to the nearest Xia clan and shouted loudly.

Hearing this roar rolling like thunder, everyone turned pale, and their heads felt as if they had been hit hard, and they were dizzy.

Especially Xia Chen, he was competing with those big forces for an ancient treasure, and when he was suddenly targeted by Yang Ling, he felt cold all over his body, and his hairs stood on end.

"You~"

He looked at Yang Ling in a daze, his face was full of horror, and he couldn't think of how the person in front of him had become so powerful, which made him feel fear from the bottom of his heart.

Brush~ He did not hesitate to sacrifice the small ding, which dispelled the invisible pressure and made himself calm again.

"Hehe~ For me at this time, killing you is like slaughtering a dog!" Yang Ling smiled coldly.

In the past, the only thing that could threaten him was the treasure of the other party's clan, but now that he has Vajra, he seems to be able to restrain all treasures, so naturally he no longer has any worries.

"Young Master Lu Long, come and save me!" Xia Chen was anxious and shouted at the sky.

His voice was like thunder, drowning the place in the blink of an eye, and it was still rapidly extending in all directions.

However, Yang Ling didn't seem to have the intention of stopping him at all, but watched coldly and quietly.

"Roar as hard as you want, or you'll never have a chance to make a sound!" he sneered.

Xia Chen kept retreating, if he hadn't been concerned about the comfort of those clansmen around him, he would have fled.

"Let us go, the Xia clan can give up the qualification to compete for the royal clan to the Wu clan, and swear to always look at them first, and dare not have any disobedience!" he turned pale and staggered.

Yang Ling laughed angrily and shouted: "I knew now, why bother in the beginning? Now it's too late, you still die obediently and go to accompany Xia Yan!"

After speaking, he struck out Vajra.

In the past, if he urged King Kong Zhuo with his strength, he could only have some impact on the small tripod in the opponent's hand, but he could not completely restrain and suppress it.

But now it was different, his own strength had skyrocketed, and when the true power was injected into Vajra, this ancient treasure continued to roar softly, trembling, and circles of tiny runes appeared on it, like ripples, spreading in all directions.

I saw that the little ding was completely restrained and swayed, like a leaf in the wind, a boat in the waves, which would capsize at any time.

Xia Chen's face was hideous, and he roared again and again, he knew very well that if this Xiaoding was taken away, then he would no longer have the strength to fight.

"Kill!" Many Xia clan people glanced at each other, swarmed out, and killed Yang Ling.

However, the response was only a huge palm print.

Bang bang bang ~ They were like sandbags, they were hit hard and fell heavily to the ground.

"Fight with him, otherwise we will die and die!" Xia Chen roared angrily, no longer flinching, but biting the tip of his tongue and spraying the essence blood in his body on Xiao Ding, allowing him to communicate with some kind of mysterious power, and the coercion released was greatly enhanced.

However, in Yang Ling's opinion, this is just a dying struggle, even if the other party burns the formation talisman to improve his strength, he is still vulnerable in the end.

Boom~ Xiao Ding finally couldn't resist the suppressive and devouring power from King Kong Zhuo, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared.

"No!" all the Xia people mourned, they knew that the general trend had passed, and there was no way to get it back.

"Run, run away, if you go out in the future, remember to tell the clan elders that you must find this person and kill him, otherwise our clan will definitely be destroyed in his hands!" Xia Chen roared angrily.

At this moment, the people of the Xia clan were overwhelmed with grief, and some even left tears.

They all burned the array talismans, cast their escape spells, and fled in all directions.

However, Yang Ling and those people of the Martial Clan had already been prepared.

They glanced at each other, locked on a person from the Xia clan, tracked them frantically, and slaughtered the Jedi.

Yang Ling put all his attention on Xia Chen, and when the other party had just turned into a cloud of blood mist and was about to escape, he was locked.

"Get me out!" he shouted disdainfully.

At the same time, the release of spiritual sense, although it can only extend to a kilometer away, is completely enough, and the figure of the other party can be seen clearly in an instant.

Immediately, he cast the Great Sun Buddha Seal, a huge golden fist mark carrying the power of thunder, and blasted towards a place in the void.

'Ah~' A terrible scream sounded, Xia Chen was hit in the body, and he appeared staggeringly.

'Poof~' He couldn't bear it any longer, and a mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out.

"Die!" At this moment, Yang Ling cast the Ten Thousand Age Technique, and his body immediately disappeared in place, appearing behind Xia Chen in a snap of his fingers.

His face was cold and emotionless, and he raised his fist again and smashed it hard.

Buzz~ The shadow of the fist is golden, filled with an irresistible power, making the air riot and the space tremble.

Click~ Xia Chen didn't have time to react at all, he was smashed in the back by the powerful fist, all the bones were shattered, and he lay on the ground heavily, and the huge impact raged back and forth in his body, destroying all his viscera.

Finally, this insidious and cunning enemy died.

As for the other Xia clansmen, most of them were intercepted, and they also did not escape the doom of death.

Still, a few people escaped.

It's just that Yang Ling and the others are not worried, because those are just some insignificant small characters, and there is nothing to be afraid of at all.

"Yang Ling, thank you, my martial arts son, can finally be blinded!" Wu Hua was quite moved and thanked him in a low voice.

And Wu Xi had already left clear tears, and she looked at the corpses of her clansmen with a very sad expression.

"Brothers and sisters, as well as the elders, you can look at it, our Martial Clan will definitely be able to rule the entire Wangding City and achieve the royal family's foundation!" she whispered comfort, as if to address the souls of those who died.

When Yang Ling was in a great position and duel dozens of people from the Xia clan alone, the other big forces were also terrified, and they no longer had the intention of snatching the ancient treasure, so they all retreated and walked towards the rest of the tomb.

Therefore, Yang Ling easily obtained the ancient treasure.

"A damaged long sword, judging by its power, is now only equivalent to the level of a treasure weapon!" Yang Ling put his fingers together, gently rubbed the rusty long sword in his hand, and said softly.

"Don't be satisfied, treasures are hard to come by, even my martial clan doesn't have much, and almost all of them are held by the strongest people in the clan!" Wu Xi pouted.

Yang Ling glanced at her, smiled, and said, "What, do you want it?"

Wu Xi rolled his eyes, looked extremely cute, and said with a snort: "Don't eat the food that comes from it!"