Chapter Seventy-Seven: Attacked
Long Haoyang pursed his lips and said disappreciably: "In another ten years, I will be able to easily defeat him!"
Long Yingtian's eyes widened, the whip in his hand whipped down, and said viciously: "What is self-righteous all day long, if it weren't for the armor I gave, you would have been killed by Zhao Chonghai's little cub today!"
Long Haoyang tossed and turned, leaned forward slightly to avoid the long whip, and laughed: "That kid is really powerful, next time I must make him look good!"
"This kid!" Long Yingtian couldn't help but smile when he looked at his son who had left the dust.
Babel Castle
At this time, the He family was decorated with lanterns and magnificent, because today was the day to celebrate the success of He Lie's bone refining and gathering spirits.
A medium-sized family has cultivated spiritual cultivators, which is a big deal, and it is already well known in the circle of the powerful.
Of course, those first-class families were dismissive, but most of the second-class families had prepared generous gifts to visit.
They were full of spring and joy, as if they had a happy event in their own family.
And everyone is humble, and they have tried their best to show their faces in the He family, and some people have even brought the pearl of their own family and want to marry the He family.
For the He family, who has been living in the cracks, this is definitely a day of raising eyebrows, and it is also a prosperous era for hundreds of years.
Some time ago, because of the departure of He Qianwu, the highest combat force in the clan, they were squeezed out, and from time to time there were hostile families who came to make trouble, and half of the foundations in the connected Heavenly City were swallowed up.
At that time, the people of the clan were panicked, and they were about to fall apart, and they were extremely turbulent.
But now it's different, there are spiritual cultivators in the clan, enough to hold up the sky and compete for more benefits.
When the hostile families got the news, they were all panicked and didn't know what to do.
But on such an important day, the main lord He Lie was making a big announcement, he used to do this thing secretly, but now he is above board, and no one else is doing it.
At the same time, despite the opposition of some members of the clan, he also issued an order to arrest and torture the Yang family.
The city was huge, and the dark walls could not be seen at a glance, but even so, the number of spiritual cultivators in the city was pitiful.
The moment he became a spiritual practitioner, a stranger came to his door and brought a book with information about the wild land and some secrets of the city.
After reading the book, he couldn't help but sigh, full of yearning for the vastness of the wild land, and even more fanatical about Babel City.
"It's amazing that the Tower of Babel hides such a big secret, and the annual 'spiritual meeting' in the city, the triennial 'spiritual conference' is really desirable, Babel City has this kind of heritage, no wonder there are so many powerful existences!"
"Yang Ling, Yang Ling, you must not die, I hope you can also become a spiritual cultivator, otherwise life will be too boring!" he closed his eyes and thought in reverie, as if he had trampled Yang Ling under his feet and ravaged him to his heart's content.
At this time, Yang Ling had already taken thousands of men and horses away from Black Rock City.
In order not to reveal his whereabouts, he first walked quickly in the opposite direction to the Heavenly Barbarian Division.
A day later, after making sure that no one was following him, he made a huge bend back to the Heavenly Barbarians, and he was careful along the way, lest he be discovered by someone with a heart.
The human form that had turned into a lifeless thought became more and more faint, and he stood beside Yang Ling, looking into the distance, reminiscing about the past.
"The great kindness of the predecessors, the kid can't repay it after all his life!" Yang Ling looked at the faint golden phantom, and his heart was full of sourness.
He knew that a strong man who had dominated the power in ancient times would soon leave completely.
"I don't have to repay it, everything I did was just for the obsession in my heart, after all, you are too much like him!"
"Who is he?"
"My brother. ”
Yang Ling's heart suddenly brightened, and he finally knew what the similar grass in their mouths meant.
Then he thought of the woman who looked similar to Feng Siyu, and some strange feelings arose in his heart.
He asked, "Do people have a past life?"
Wusheng's face showed bitterness, and he said lightly: "The reincarnation has been broken, and there is no previous life!"
"I met a fairy in that strange world, who danced with a fan and called me Nianlang. And I also know a woman named Feng Siyu, who looks the same as the fairy. Yang Ling said slowly.
Wusheng said in surprise: "That fairy's name is Feng Yu." Could it be that the way of reincarnation has been restored?"
He thought for a while, shook his head again and said: "Impossible, the reincarnation has been broken, unless the ancient land is reopened, no one can repair it, similar grasses and similar flowers are probably just fate, and no one can fathom the mystery of fate." ”
At this moment, the Dao Flower on the Long Plains trembled and flew slowly towards the Nine Heavens, extremely slowly.
"That flower can't last long, you can do it yourself, I hope that one day, you and I can meet again!" Wusheng's voice curled softly, like a wisp of smoke, gradually disappearing in the breeze.
Yang Ling felt sad in his heart, the strong man next to him who could kill the sky was gone, and I was afraid that he would never see each other again.
"Ancient land, where the hell is it, where even you haven't been, how can I find it?" he muttered to himself, his heart filled with loss.
The sky was even darker, and the common people of the wild land were panicked, they didn't know what was happening, they all fell to the ground and begged for peace from heaven, and everyone was extremely pious in their hearts.
Time was passing, and along the way, Yang Ling encountered many troubles, but they were all resolved by Min Du one by one, after all, there were too few spiritual cultivators in the late stage of the Huayuan Realm, even among the top ten forces.
After a long journey, they were finally about to return to the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe.
Under the dim sky, the Guixiang Forest became more and more secluded, and some fluorescent plants and trees swayed from time to time, adding a lot of mystery and evil to this place.
It is said that he is afraid of his hometown, and at this time, Yang Ling's heart does not know what it feels like, there is excitement, and there is some nervousness, and even the speed of the team has slowed down.
Everyone was bumpy all the way, many people were about to fall apart, and they had been struggling to support, especially some old and weak women and children, who didn't even have the strength to cry and scream.
"It's so quiet here," someone whispered.
At this time, Yang Ling had already calmed down, he also felt that something was wrong, on weekdays, there was always a sound of beast roars in the Guixiang Forest, but today it was a little abnormal.
"Min Du, watch your surroundings!" he commanded, standing on the front of the car with the Soul Crushing Gun in his hand.
Min Du was not willing to be a slave, and he struggled along the way, but as soon as he had the idea of resisting, he was detected, and the result was that he fell to the ground and roared loudly, begging for mercy loudly, completely losing the ruthlessness when he besieged Yang Ling.
He snorted coldly, the broad-bladed knife in his hand was held horizontally, and the yuan force in his body turned into a gossamer, circling around his body, his eyes flashing with fine light, and he looked around vigilantly.
Woo woo woo~
A sudden gust of wind blew in the dead forest, and all the glowing plants and trees fell to the ground.
The people in the convoy also felt the tense atmosphere, and some children hid in the arms of adults, their bodies trembling in fright, but they still couldn't help but tilt their heads and secretly look into the distance.
They were still moving forward, getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Barbarian Division, and through the tall trees, Yang Ling had vaguely seen the tall walls of the tribe.
However, there was no one around the wall, and even the secret sentinel that was usually planted in the Guixiang Forest had disappeared.
His heart beat violently, and he sank to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and there should have been warriors patrolling outside the wall, but at this time it was empty, and there was a dead silence.
The foreboding became stronger and stronger, and just when everyone was highly nervous, a pitch-black light suddenly appeared.
Swish!
It's like a gust of wind, light and casual, killing from the front, without violent air flow fluctuations, making it difficult to make a difference.
As a cultivator, Yang Ling was very sensitive to the perception of the surrounding environment, and he had already noticed it when the black mang was still ten zhang away.
Without thinking, the Soul Shattering Spear slammed out, and a golden light struck away.
The golden light was dazzling, piercing the darkness in front of him and attracting all eyes.
Boom~
A violent explosion sounded, and the black mang actually instantly crushed the golden light and killed Yang Ling.
Min Du's eyes flickered, and he didn't make a move immediately, but watched quietly.
Yang Ling glanced at him, smiled coldly, and his true strength was like a tide, turning into a tentacle in the sky and grabbing towards the black mang.
Hiss~
The tentacles of the true power were cut off one by one, and it only slowed down the black mang slightly, but it did not completely suppress the rapid attack.
"If I die, you won't be able to live, if you don't believe it, just try!" Yang Lingsen said coldly.
Min Du's face was cloudy, seeing that the black mang had already killed a foot in front of Yang Ling, he kicked over the mount under him, and the burly body flew up quickly, and the broad-bladed knife in his hand slashed fiercely towards the black mang.
Rumble~
When the two collided, the broad-bladed knife shattered, and the black mang was instantly damaged and fell, smashing a large pit on the ground.
If you look closely, it turned out to be a black long sword, and even if it was lying on the ground, it still exuded an evil aura.
Min Du suddenly changed color, the broad-bladed sword was forged from rare real iron, it was extremely hard, and it was actually damaged in the collision with the pitch-black long sword, which made him extremely surprised and embarrassed.
At this moment, three more black rays suddenly attacked, and the speed was extremely fast, and they were in front of them in a blink of an eye.
Yang Ling kicked Min Du, making the other party very angry.
However, when he saw the Soul Shattering Spear handed over by Yang Ling, his eyes flashed with surprise again.
The Soul Shattering Spear weighed thousands of catties, shining with golden brilliance, and it was even more brilliant in Min Du's hands, and with every swing, countless golden gun shadows came out of the sky, which was extremely powerful.
He was like a wide stone wall, standing in front of Yang Ling, the spear in his hand swept and slashed, slashed vertically, a little, a pick, a stab, and burst out with endless power.
A world of golden guns was formed around him, and countless gun shadows lined up in formation, quietly levitating, only to see him shout suddenly, and the gun shadows in the sky went towards the three black rays.
In the next moment, the golden spear shadow continued to explode, overturning many ancient trees, and the black light was also shot down by a huge force.
"Come again!" After the battle, Min Du couldn't help but roar loudly, holding the Soul Shattering Spear tightly in his hand, and seemed to be unwilling to let go.
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