readx;? Time passed minute by minute, and for Yang Ling, it was too slow, enough to make people crazy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

One zhang, two zhang, he is getting closer and closer to the small coffin, but his body is about to be torn apart.

The ancient lantern in his hand was still releasing misty brilliance, but it could no longer completely block the pressure of the vast sea around him.

Overhead, the blood lotus made an occasional crunching sound, and some cracks appeared on it.

He knew that once the ancient lamp was extinguished and the blood lotus would shatter, that is, when his body would die.

"Retreat, maybe there is still hope of living!" Yang Ling muttered to himself, his heart swaying.

He's weighing whether it's worth dying here if he's really going to die.

"Father, mother, clansmen, Bai Qian, He Shuyao, Hu Chaohe, Keren, Yi Ziqi, Min Du, Feng Siyu, ......" familiar and unforgettable names came to mind, making him undecided.

He Liehong Yuze...... These people must die, so I can't die here!" Yang Ling still had too many ties, he looked at the front and back of him, clenched his fists, and took a step back.

Huh~ Everyone in the Martial Clan breathed a sigh of relief, and they all shouted: "Yang Ling, come back quickly, it's too dangerous there!"

They didn't know that Yang Ling broke into the big array to save Wu Hua, otherwise they might not have thought about it like this and said it.

However, just as he was about to retreat, the illusory woman with the long sword in her hand looked over, her eyes shining with light. Please enter the website in small letters: heiyaпge to see the latest and fastest chapters

"Who are you, how can you ......" her face was full of shock, and the body of light and shadow trembled slightly.

Yang Ling stopped, all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, he didn't feel hostility from the other party.

"Is it because of my bloodline?Or is it the purest drop of Tianman's true blood in the dantian that attracted her?" Yang Ling's heart was like a mirror, since the other party claimed to be a true barbarian, he might really be able to sense the power of his bloodline.

"My lord, are my people still safe?" At that moment, the woman's voice sounded in his head.

Yang Ling was surprised, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"No, your bloodline is not pure, but why does it reveal such a strong bloodline?" the woman seemed to say to herself.

Yang Ling was dumbfounded, and said helplessly: "I'm not an adult, and I don't know the people in your mouth, now I just want to let my friends get out of the sea of suffering!"

The woman glanced at Wu Hua and the others in the distance, and her face showed anger.

"They are too stupid to be used, this big array is used to suppress the immortal descendant 'Hongao', once it is touched, it will operate on its own, and it will be endless, and it will not be extinguished, I am just a chess piece, I have no power to control this array, unless I find the eye of the formation and refine it, otherwise those people will only die!"

Yang Ling's eyes showed a clear expression, knowing that the arrogance in the other party's mouth was the ancient figure who had been suppressed for countless years.

"Hongao, I don't know what it has to do with the so-called 'Immeasurable True Immortal' Hongli?"

Then, he glanced at the woman and said, "I know where the eye is, but I just can't get it!"

The other party's eyes flickered, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Fang again, stirring up a wave of ten thousand swords, making Hongao roar angrily.

"I don't know if you're friend or foe, or if you're a war servant raised by those immortals, how can I let you get that eye?"

Yang Ling frowned and asked, "How can you trust me?"

"Help me suppress Hongao!"

"How?"

The woman glanced at him and said, "Let me slash you!"

Yang Ling was shocked, how powerful the other party was, although it looked illusory, it was just some remnant soul imprints, but that blow was not something he could bear.

However, now, he can only take a risk, but fortunately, the other party does not seem to have the intention of killing him.

"Okay, I promise you!"

The other party looked at him, his eyes wandering.

At an instant, in the midst of everyone's exclamations, the giant sword that was originally slashing towards the grand arrogance suddenly killed Yang Ling.

At this time, some people were happy and some were worried, and some forces that were enemies of Yang Ling were extremely excited, wanting to see him chopped into meat with their own eyes.

However, the faces of the Wu clan were already full of horror, and some even closed their eyes, afraid to see his blood-spattered picture.

Brush ~ The long sword was sharp, turning into a ray of light, like a shock in the sky, and it was in front of Yang Ling in an instant.

Hiss~ The ancient lantern couldn't stop the power of this sword at all, and the light of defense was torn apart like a devastating devastation, and the defense of the blood lotus was even more unbearable.

Yang Ling's abdomen was slashed, and the wound was extremely deep, which had penetrated his flesh and skin.

"You ......" he looked up and glared angrily, not expecting that the other party was really dead.

What horrified him the most was that the long sword didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, but instead turned into a bloodthirsty worm, greedily sucking his blood.

Yang Ling was furious, and he used all his strength to fight.

However, the sword was too powerful, and the blade was engraved with dense strange characters, which shimmered with scarlet light after absorbing his blood.

Hum ~ The long sword shook, those characters floated up, and then drilled into Yang Ling's body.

They quickly combined and turned into a huge character, which was fixed in Yang Ling's body, releasing a series of special qi machines.

At this moment, Yang Ling felt that the essence in his bloodline was being lost, and that essence was the mystery of Tianman's true blood.

He felt his body weaken rapidly, and it was difficult to even stand up.

Hum ~ The pressure of the big array was as heavy as a huge mountain, making Yang Ling miserable, and as soon as his kneecaps were weak, he had to kneel on the ground.

He roared and roared, but finally stood up straight with all his might.

In the blink of an eye, the essence in his bloodline had been exhausted, but the long sword still had no intention of leaving, and the huge blood-red character fixed in his body vibrated again, and the special qi was even stronger, as if searching for something in his body.

When this qi machine came to Yang Ling's dantian, it kept jumping, as if it was celebrating happily.

Even the woman in mid-air looked shocked.

"I see, I see!" she was so excited, as if she had seen a ray of light in the night.

In the dantian, the drop of Tianman's true blood that has shrunk a lot is quietly suspended, it is crystal clear, pure and flawless, without any impurities, it is the most primitive and purest blood in heaven and earth, and a refreshing fragrance spreads out from above, like a treasure medicine of heaven and earth.

At this moment, this drop of Heavenly Barbarian True Blood was wrapped in that special qi machine.

Suddenly, it began to rise and fall after 10,000 years of immobility.

Hiss~ wisps of true blood peeled off from above, surging towards the huge character, and were devoured in an instant.

I saw that the character was radiant, it seemed to come to life, and a vast power erupted from above, enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

In the blink of an eye, that drop of Heavenly Barbarian True Blood shrank by one-third.

If you look closely, it is less than half of what it is when you first got it.

Yang Ling couldn't help but want to wail, he knew very well the value of this drop of Heavenly Barbarian True Blood, if it was refined by himself, it would definitely have great benefits, maybe he would be able to make his bloodline return to his ancestors and become a real Heavenly Barbarian, not to mention having the power of Heaven and Earth, at least he would be able to raise his physical qualifications to a level of rebellion, and it would no longer be impossible to climb to the highest peak of a cultivator.

"Why can't I refine this drop of Heavenly Barbarian True Blood?" he wanted to cry without tears.

In a short period of time, the woman lost her long sword, and her power to suppress the arrogance became much weaker, which also gave the latter great hope.

"You remnant soul brand, destroy all Lao Tzu!" Hongao roared, blasting towards the coffin above him with all his strength.

Boom~ Suddenly, amid the exclamations of the people, he sat up.

It's a pity that the black fog there is too thick, and everyone can't see the true face of this ancient powerhouse at all.

"Hahaha~ After years of washing, you are no longer enough to occupy the old man!" Hong arrogantly laughed, the hoarse and vicissitudes of life made people tremble when they heard it.