The Wang Baqiu, who almost killed him, was hit in the head by a boulder, his head was bleeding, and he almost broke his appearance, but that person's strength was so strong that he smashed the boulder and escaped a catastrophe, which made people have to admire.

Yang Ling was indignant in his heart, and secretly sighed that God was unfair, why didn't he stone the girl to death.

At this time, layers of visible ripples are diffused and rippling in the air. The edges of the ripples are as black as ink, and if you smell them closely, they are extremely fishy.

Yang Ling stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't touch the weird ripples.

"Could this be the rumored decay engine?" he speculated.

It is precisely because of the existence of decaying qi that ordinary people will quickly die and turn into dry bones.

After one of the three thousand great days exploded, it carried the energy of destroying the world and all of it fell towards the long plain.

People have clearly felt that energy, which is higher and purer than the aura of heaven and earth, but it cannot be absorbed and transformed.

Just when people thought the sun was about to fall on the long plains, a mutation occurred.

Heaven and earth fell into darkness for a moment, and I couldn't see my fingers, and I could only hear the frightened shouts and heavy wheezing of the people around me.

After a few breaths, the sky is spinning, the wind is raging, the air is full of fishy smell, many people are aging rapidly, even if they have taken Tianxin grass in advance, but they still can't resist the decay of the qi at this moment.

Everywhere there was darkness, there was not the slightest light, and people were already desperate.

Just when the aura of despair was spreading rapidly, a flash of light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, and it was rapidly expanding, and it was dazzling in the blink of an eye, making people fascinated.

At this moment, the roar of excitement echoed everywhere on the plain, even the spiritual cultivators who were high up were no exception, some raised their arms and shouted, and some even shed tears.

Yang Ling let out a long sigh of relief, and the haze and fear in his heart all disappeared into invisibility.

The light in the sky continued to change, and after a few moments, it turned into a colorful and illusory flower.

This flower is huge, swallowing colorful light, and the light is infinitely soaring, and in an instant, it envelops the long plain and envelops the wild land.

Under the shroud of colorful light, Yang Ling felt comfortable all over his body, and even the decaying qi in the air was dispelled, as if it had never appeared.

And those who have aged are actually recovering quickly, and after a few moments they reach their original state.

"The Dao flower is blooming!" someone shouted, very excited.

This series of changes is actually very fast, and all of them happen in a very short period of time.

"It seems that the great sun in the sky is all made of energy, not an entity, and it has accumulated three thousand years of energy, just to burst out at this moment, to awaken the Dao flower between heaven and earth, and provide it with energy!" Yang Ling sighed to himself, feeling that everything needs to be continuously accumulated, and thick accumulation can be thin.

Looking at the beautiful Dao flower in mid-air, he couldn't help but sigh, it can only appear once in three thousand years, but he is fortunate to be able to see it.

"After the fall of Daohua, there must be mourning everywhere, and white bones everywhere. He was desolate again.

At this moment, the void exploded, and an extremely dull sound came from nothingness, and it was impossible to discern the source of the sound.

People in the Long Plains have a strange feeling, there are strange voices floating in everyone's ears, as if they are from ancient times, and they are going to be transmitted to the future.

At this moment, there was an extremely loud sound of cranes in the sky, followed by the long song of the golden-eyed eagle looking up to the sky, followed by the neighing of various wild birds, and the sound continued one after another.

Someone stepped on the desolate bird and shouted: "The road to the ancient land is about to open, everyone quickly pick the flowers without falling flowers, don't let these four major forces take the lead and control this place!"

This man wants to muddy the waters and cause chaos here, so that it is convenient to fish in troubled waters and win the few opportunities.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was beheaded and fell from the sky.

Some exclaimed, because the man who was slain was very powerful, and had established a small force in a distant land, and his reputation was so great that many people knew him.

But at this time, he was directly attacked and killed, and he didn't even have a chance to resist.

I saw Hong Yuze standing on the golden-eyed carving, covered with blood-red mist, he glanced down, and shouted coldly: "Kill those who spread rumors and cause chaos!"

is a few simple words, but it shows his fierceness and domineering.

'Kill, kill, kill!'

Countless black-armored soldiers drew their swords and pointed at the sky, roaring loudly.

The sound of shouting and killing shook the heavens and the earth, echoing over the long plain, causing many people to change color and silence when they heard it.

At this moment, Yang Ling smelled a fresh smell, fragrant and sweet, like a 10,000-year-old wine, and like a jade dew, which made people intoxicated and fascinated.

Not far from him, a sparkling flower swayed in the wind, spreading its fragrance.

"Don't fall flowers?" Yang Ling thought of not falling flowers for the first time, he was ecstatic in his heart, he didn't expect him to be so lucky.

Then desperately ran wildly, a moment later he approached the flower, he did not hesitate to reach out to grab it, his heart was excited, get this flower can set foot on that ancient road, have the opportunity to collect Bixia grass.

But just as his fingertips were about to touch the flowers, a purple light shot out from a distance, with a crazy killing aura, and the target was his head.

Yang Ling was alert, grabbed the flowers without falling, and rolled to the ground, which was able to dodge the incoming purple mang, but his scalp was still scratched, and the blood did not stop, covering his face in an instant.

The enemy was silent, and extremely fast, leaving him no chance to operate the Vajra Method

There was a man standing not far away, wearing a crown of hair and a big red robe, with a sturdy figure, full of strength, and a trace of imperceptible evil between his eyebrows.

The man was looking at him, his eyes full of doubt.

"Hand over the flowers without falling flowers, otherwise you will die without a corpse!" the person who came said in a cold and merciless tone.

Yang Ling frowned, feeling an extremely dangerous aura from the other party, but he would not just give away the fat in his hand so easily.

I saw that he didn't say a word, turned around and left, and at this time, there were fights and fights all over the Long Plains.

Yang Ling knew very well that in such a dangerous place, he should try to avoid fighting with people and be less harmed.

But the red-robed man obviously recognized him, and followed all the way without giving up.

"Are you just following me like this?" Yang Ling asked coldly.

Fang Sen smiled coldly, and then said: "If you hand over the flowers, you won't die!"

Yang Ling almost jumped to his feet and scolded, so many flowers don't fall, this guy doesn't want to rob others, he recognizes him.

"If you follow me again, I'll eat it, or destroy it, none of us can think of it!" Yang Ling threatened.

But the man said disapprerovingly, "You can do this, and I will kill you immediately!"

Yang Ling is really helpless, the road to Tonggu has not been fully opened, and this is only a quarter of an hour old, swallowing it now is equivalent to a waste, and the other party will definitely kill without hesitation when he is angry.

He felt an extremely strong threat from the other party, and if he really fought, he might not be able to survive a hundred moves.

"I'll hand over the flowers to you, will you keep your promise to let me go?"

The man nodded and said, "I'm really not interested in a weak person like you, let's get out of here!"

Yang Ling felt a great sense of grievance, and said hatefully: "I don't know Your Excellency's name, if you have the opportunity to visit in the future!"

"The little ant also talked to me, if it weren't for the fact that you were a little weird, I would have killed you a long time ago, put down the flowers and get out quickly, otherwise this is the place where you are buried!"

In his eyes, Yang Ling did not have the unique aura of a spiritual cultivator, but he was not an ordinary person.

These eccentricities made him jealous, so he never really killed him.

Yang Ling's face was flushed, he was really humiliated today, first he was beaten down the mountain by Wang Baqiu involuntarily, and now he was forced to hand over the flowers in his hand.

He was full of anger, but he was helpless, after all, his own strength was not good.

As a last resort, he hatefully threw out his own unfallen flower, and then quickly left into the distance, but the other party really did not continue to chase and kill.

"Wang Ba calf, and this red-robed turtle, Lao Tzu remembers you, one day he will peel you and cramp!" Since he couldn't beat him, Yang Ling could only scold in his heart.

He continued to walk through the long plains, and from time to time the sound of fighting could be heard from afar, and people were dying all the time, and it was destined to be a bloody day.

Half a day later, he came to a wooded area with a large open space in the middle of the woods.

At this time, there was a big battle taking place there, and I saw hundreds of black-armored troops riding two-headed dragon wolves besieging and killing a spiritual cultivator of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Yang Ling hid aside and watched carefully, and after a fight, the spiritual cultivator turned pale and blood flowed all over the ground.

"This spiritual cultivator must have been injured by someone before, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed like this by these hundreds of black armor troops, right?" he muttered quietly, feeling that it would not be difficult for a spiritual cultivator to escape from these hundreds of dragon and wolf troops.

On the side of the spiritual cultivator, there were also many black-armored soldiers who had been killed, and many of them were killed by a single blow.

"If you don't hand over the flowers, you will be spared, or you will die!" the leader of the Black Armor Army shouted in a deep voice.

The spiritual cultivator laughed miserably, he really didn't expect that he would be planted here, only to see him throw out the immortal flower in his hand, and then turn around and flee, but the Black Armor Army didn't mean to let him go at all.

I saw hundreds of arrows swarming away, and I was about to bury him in a rain of arrows.

The spiritual cultivator's aura flew all over his body, his body spun in the air, and he dodged rapidly, and hundreds of flying arrows were dodged by him one by one.

However, the black-armored army rode the two-headed dragon wolf and quickly killed, the two-headed dragon wolf grinned, saliva splashed in its mouth, one roared in the sky, and the other roared in a low voice, looking fierce and abnormal.

Hundreds of dragons and wolves flew on all four hooves, quickly surrounded the other party, and hundreds of blood-patterned broadswords were cut down in unison, and the momentum was quite spectacular.

The spiritual cultivator fought hard, but in the end he died a tragic death.

Yang Ling saw all this in his eyes, and at this time, a plan suddenly came to mind.

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