The young man named Xiaohuo looked at Yang Ling again, with a little fanaticism and caution in his eyes, and even his body trembled slightly with excitement.

"You can't be wrong, the connection between the bloodlines is particularly wonderful, I have used the secret method of the clan to open the power of the bloodline, and I can completely sense the people who have the true blood of the Tianman nearby. ”

Hearing this, the old man nodded, and at the young man's signal, he also looked over.

Yang Ling had been paying attention to the changes in the field, and when he saw that the mysterious three people could not defeat Hong Li, his heart was almost sinking to the bottom.

Although I don't know whether these two old and one young are evil or good, they will also slaughter all the spiritual practitioners here after the victory.

However, at least he knew very well that if Hongli won, then everyone here would definitely die.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to die with regret and guilt.

When his mind was heavy and his thoughts were multiplied, he suddenly felt four eyes staring at him with different colors.

Looking up, it was the old and the young.

"Little friend, would you like to help me?"

A low and old voice suddenly appeared in Yang Ling's ears.

He looked left and right, his eyes full of doubt, not knowing who was talking to him.

At this time, the voice sounded again: "Don't look around, it's me, the old guy holding the killing poster!"

Yang Ling looked at the old man as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes full of shock. Kneel and beg for a hundred black * rock * cabinets

He knew very well that no one else had heard it.

Therefore, I was very puzzled in my heart, how did the other party do it, this move is as wonderful as a thousand miles of sound transmission, and it plays a great role in practical use.

However, Yang Ling also knew very well that at this life-critical moment, it was obviously not appropriate to think about these questions, so he could only forcibly suppress the curiosity in his heart.

"Seniors, don't be funny, the kid is just a weak person in the Transformation Yuan Realm, and he can't get on the stage at all!"

When he said this, his heart pounded, and he was quite uneasy, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd.

The old man's ear power was extraordinary, and although Yang Ling's voice was very small, he could still hear this clearly.

Seeing that Hong Li had already pressed over, this person didn't want to talk nonsense with Yang Ling at all, and said directly in a deep voice: "What I fancy is just Xiaoyou's Tianman true blood, as for your strength, it doesn't matter at all!"

It sounds simple and straightforward, very realistic, and not mixed with any emotions.

Yang Ling sighed in his heart, knowing that he was afraid that he would be in a catastrophe today.

The old man is so powerful, since he said this, he must have made up his mind, and there is no room for maneuver anymore.

Even if he didn't want to, it wouldn't help.

"What good will I gain if I kill that immortal? Can I give me the primordial true bones in his chest?" he whispered. At the same time, he silently used the Qingyin Jue to suppress all the distractions in his heart, and his mood gradually stabilized.

Yang Ling knew very well that since he couldn't resist, he had to fight for the greatest benefit for himself.

This is a world of the jungle, and if there is no profit, it is destined not to be very strong, and correspondingly, it is impossible to let go of what you want to do.

"Immortal, he is not a true immortal, just a degenerate, that sternum is not suitable for you!" the old man hesitated for a moment, and finally vetoed Yang Ling's request.

Yang Ling's face was displeased, and he didn't answer, but just looked at Hongli in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"The bones of the Fallen can't be fused with the true blood of the Heavenly Barbarians, so it won't do you any good!

Yang Ling snorted coldly and said, "I will deal with the primordial true bones by myself, don't you give away some treasures that I can use......?"

He knew that the request could be described as whimsical, but it would not hurt to try to ask for it once.

Sure enough, the result was exactly as he expected, only to hear the old man shout in a cold and low voice: "Boy, don't get an inch, today's situation is already very clear, if the three of us withdraw now, the true blood in your body will still be devoured by Hongli, and you will inevitably die!"

This remark hit Yang Ling's weakness, seeing that Hongli had already beaten the pagoda guarding the three people, and the old man who was controlling the pagoda had vomited a lot of blood, and his spirit gradually began to languish, it is estimated that it will not be long before the pagoda's defense will be breached, and by that time, it will be too late to make any remedial measures.

"I look at the upright style of my predecessors, and I will definitely not do such a thing as dishonesty to others!" At this moment of life and death, Yang Ling had no other way than to hope that the other party would keep his promise.

"It's just a Fallen's bone, it doesn't matter to us!" said the other.

At this point, Yang Ling could only nod, and then ordered all the war servants to walk with him towards the forefront of the battlefield.

"Lord, please think twice before acting, don't lose your life!" most of the war servants tried to dissuade them.

You know, everyone else wants to run away as far as possible, but they can only go against the grain inexplicably, and this decision simply makes most of the war servants despair.

However, there are still people who are more calm, such as Ku Rong, who has been with Yang Ling for more than ten years, knows the latter's temperament very well, and will not do anything to kill himself.

Although some people objected, in the end, they had to follow closely and came to everyone.

"What are those people doing?

......

......

The crowd of onlookers was talking, and it was hard to believe that such a thing could happen.

Even Hong Li, who was fighting, felt the changes behind him, but all his attention was on the three people in front of him, so he couldn't care about Yang Ling and the others.

"You three little ants, do you think that you can be safe and sound by shrinking on the surface of the small tower? It's ridiculous, if you don't dare to fight again, then get out, don't stain my eyes here!"

With that, he once again used his fist palm technique, shaking the pagoda uneasily, making an earth-shattering roar, and the aura and brilliance exuded from it were much weaker.

"Little friend, come quickly!" the old man holding the killing note roared in a low voice, and his voice turned into an invisible filament, which quickly drilled into Yang Ling's ears.

I saw Yang Ling sigh, handed Min Du to Ku Rong, and then left quickly, running towards the place where the two old and one young were located.

In order to avoid accidents, he cast the Wind Luo Trick, increasing his speed to the extreme, and reached his destination in a few breaths.

Looking at the extra person in front of him, Hong Li frowned slightly, but after seeing Yang Ling's cultivation, his expression instantly relaxed a lot.

"It seems that you really have nothing to do, you will find such a little ant to help!Since it is so useless, then you should all die!" he sneered incessantly, and at the same time kept attacking the pagoda.

At this moment, the old man said to Yang Ling: "Quickly sprinkle the essence blood on this post and help me kill this fang!"

Yang Ling had already made preparations, so he didn't hesitate to bite the tip of his tongue and force out some essence blood to spray on the killing note.

I saw that the killing word was scarlet and terrifying, exuding a palpitating aura and coercion, but this power was only a little greater than the power caused by the small fire, and it was impossible to perform the strongest move that the old man said.