At this moment, the ancient temple monk who had bitten off his arm by the black dragon was shrouded in demonic aura all over his body, and there was no longer a trace of blood on his face.

If he hadn't swallowed a life-saving pill in advance, I'm afraid he would have died now.

Ling Kongli looked at the hideous-looking Eternal Temple monk, and the anger in his eyes became a little thicker.

"Hmph, I'm afraid this will disappoint you, although these three guys are waste, but now I am also covering them, and it will be a slap in the face for them to die like this." After Ling Kong snorted coldly, he absorbed all the demonic aura on the half-dead Ancient Temple monk into his body.

It's really ignorant and fearless, and there are holes in the brain!

Dare to directly absorb the demonic breath, this is just right, we don't need to do it.

The four black-cloaked monks laughed wildly, believing that volleying away from the air was a self-defeating act.

But it didn't take long for them to be dumbfounded.

They watched as Ling Kongli gathered all of his demonic aura on his left arm, and then slashed it with a sword.

The arm that was cut off to the ground was corroded by the demonic aura a moment later.

Lunatic!

Actually directly self-destructive!

For the half-step spirit who has gone through the ninefold guidance path and is about to achieve the spirit realm, his body is already infinitely close to the heaven and earth spirit body, as long as he has been tempered by the heavenly tribulation, he can achieve the spirit person and achieve the true heaven and earth spirit body.

Volley's act of slashing off his arm destroyed the Dao Yun system that was already balanced and stable in his body.

In other words, he needs to balance the Dao Yun system in his body again, so that he can achieve the Heaven and Earth Spirit Body again.

It also forced him to make a choice.

It is the body of the broken arm, after balancing its own Dao rhyme system, it directly achieves the realm of the spirit.

It is better to let his left arm grow again, re-accumulate Dao rhyme, and then achieve the realm of the spirit.

Achieving a spirit with a broken arm will undoubtedly not affect one's cultivation speed much, but it will also make the cultivation potential of Ling Kong Li extremely reduced.

But even if he makes his left arm grow again through the treasure of heaven and earth in the future, the Dao rhyme contained in it will conflict with the Dao rhyme contained in his body, and it will take a long run-in period.

This would reduce his cultivation progress in disguise, and the first hundred years of cultivation happened to be the golden period for cultivators.

If you delay for a period of time and the foundation you have accumulated is not solid, it will be difficult to achieve anything great after that.

"Brother Empty Departure! You ......" The three Ancient Temple monks were all shocked, because Ling Kongli's sacrifice seemed too great to them.

In their eyes, Ling Kongli was comparable to the genius of the first echelon of the entire Great Universe, and he belonged to a figure who was likely to become a realm master if he did not fall halfway.

And his behavior of destroying his future really made them sigh.

"What are you, just say handsome or not, right?" After Ling Kongli stopped the bleeding, he said lightly.

This brain circuit...... It's really strange......

The three Ancient Temple monks were a little speechless for a while, and they were stunned for a long time before they said, "Uh...... Handsome...... Pretty handsome......"

"Handsome is done."

After twisting his neck, he didn't know what incantation was being recited.

As he closed his mouth, his left arm grew again.

！！！

Everyone was amazed!

What's going on?

Dao Moyu was also blindsided, and what shocked him the most was that the left arm that Ling Kongli regrew was not flesh and blood, and the Dao rhyme contained in it was exactly the same as before the broken arm!

Walking the path of killing, it has the ability to regenerate flesh and blood......

He was definitely using the Blood Clan Exercises!

But it was impossible for him, a human being, to practice the Blood Clan Exercises to this extent!

Dao Moyu was a little depressed, since he came to the Nether Plane of Zhongchen Star, there were one thing after another that he couldn't understand

happened, for a time he doubted his knowledge of the Nether plane.

"Hehe, what if you recover as before, do you think the four of you will be our opponents?" The burly man didn't want to grow the morale of others and destroy his own prestige, so he opened his mouth and shouted.

"Who told you that there are only four of us, let's show you all, baby!" Volley's sword fell from his hand, and he directly split the boulder in front of Dao Moyu in half with his sword.

Dao Moyu thus entered everyone's sight.

I'm really convinced of you, the sixth old!

Dao Moyu was speechless, but since he was forcibly dragged out, there was no need to hide anymore. Five

And so he came before the people.

And after seeing the appearance of the person who came, the people on the side of the Ancient Temple immediately couldn't calm down.

Prince Candle? No way! Really!

Fast! Flare flares!

Without thinking about it, the three people of the Ancient Temple took out a piece of Divine Rune Paper from the Sumeru Ring, and as the Divine Rune Paper burned out, the special sun symbol of the Ancient Temple appeared in the sky.

I'll go!

Make no mistake!

I'm afraid that Gu Yunyao will be here again in a while.

Dao Moyu had a headache and rubbed his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything.

"I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, that little mouse is actually our famous Dao Tianjiao." Ling Kongli said with a playful face.

I'll fuck your uncle!

Dao Moyu's face was bruised, and he really wanted to communicate with Ling Kong Li "friendly", but before he could make any moves, the people of the Ancient Temple shouted to Ling Kong Li with an angry face:

"Volley! How do you speak, do you know who this person is in front of you?"

"Volley! We put up with what you said about us before, but you dare to insult Candle You......

That's enough!

Before the person from the Ancient Temple could finish speaking, Dao Moyu interrupted the man's speech with a loud shout.

"I don't want this person to know too much about me, don't blame me for being rude if you talk too much!" Dao Moyu walked up to the person of the Ancient Temple and shouted in a low voice.

"Okay, Prince Candle, I promise I'll talk more."

"You don't need to call me Prince Candle for this time, you can call me by my first name, and you can convey it to the other two now."

"But...... It's not polite, isn't it......?"

"Call you, and you call! Why do you have so much to do?"

"Okay, obey, His Royal Highness Prince Candle You!"

Dao Moyu's heart twitched, and he couldn't hold back and directly punched the man's chest.

"Now I have a long memory." Dao Moyu looked like he wanted to continue.

Frightened, the Ancient Temple monk nodded hurriedly and said, "I know, I know, I definitely won't be after that."

"Then let's convey it to the other two." Dao Moyu turned his head away and ignored it again.

And the man was also very knowledgeable, and he conveyed the message to his two companions in a hurry.

"It seems that our Dao Tianjiao's status in the upper realm is not ordinary, do you think I should be kind to you and hug your thighs?"

Ling Kongli stretched out his arm and wanted to put it on Dao Moyu's shoulder, but Dao Moyu directly hit his hand back.

"You warn you, if you don't want to break your arms and legs, you'd better not get too close to me." Dao Moyu turned his head and glared at Ling Kongli.

"Hey, that's a good temper, huh...... If I can get closer to you, I don't mind if I break my arm a few times and break my leg a few times." Ling Kongli squinted his eyes, his tone was frivolous, and he approached Dao Moyu again.

"Then you don't mind if I cut your head off?" Dao Moyu struck a knife and hovered over Ling Kongli's neck.

"Then forget it, let's have a relationship like this first, and deal with what is in front of us first." Ling Kongli hurriedly stepped back and shifted his gaze to the four monks in pitch-black cloaks.

And what surprised him was that these four monks in pitch-black cloaks had stood motionless in place since Dao Moyu appeared, and even their facial expressions had not changed.

But the demonic aura gushing out of the demonic black dragon's body began to surge more and more, and a pair of dark purple dragon pupils stared at Dao Moyu without blinking, as if looking at an extremely delicious food.

"Dao Tianjiao, you should really want that ink-colored dragon lance, right?" Ling Kongli asked knowingly, but the smile on his face was depressed.

"What do you say?" Dao Moyu was really too lazy to take care of the volley, and replied angrily.

"I can help you." Ling Kong didn't have a yin and yang weirdness when he said this, as if he was saying it extremely seriously.

？？？

Dao Moyu frowned, he actually really heard the sincerity from Ling Kongli's words.

Still, he tentatively asked, "Would you be so kind? Say, what do you want?"

"That's what I just told you, I want to ease up with you."

"Gone?" Dao Moyu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he was very surprised, because this requirement was too low.

It's not even a requirement at all.

And what puzzled Dao Moyu the most was that Ling Kongli didn't seem to be interested in this ink-colored dragon lance.

The way he looked at the inky dragon lance was as plain as an ordinary stone.

"If you don't want to, it's okay to give me a drop of your blood." Ling Kongli narrowed his eyes again, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Don't talk about it!" Dao Moyu refused to leave without even thinking about it.

"Hey...... I knew it was going to be like this, but it doesn't matter, I'm not as small-bellied as somebody, and I'm still going to help you." Ling Kongli spread his hands and said after exhaling.

"Humph! You don't have to provoke me, I naturally won't let you play in vain, I will compensate you with some other things." Dao Moyu snorted coldly angrily.

"Oh? Can I look forward to it?"

"Whatever you want, no more grinding, the state of those four guys is a little wrong now." Dao Moyu looked at the four monks in pitch-black cloaks and said.

"Yes, my employer."

After volleying away, he really didn't hesitate and rushed straight up.

The three Ancient Temple cultivators naturally heard the conversation between Dao Moyu and Ling Kongli, but they couldn't help but be shocked when they saw Ling Kongli so bold.

They had all seen the power of that demonic aura.

With such a strange power, they thought that if they went, they would die in vain.

However, Dao Moyu was right in front of them, and they still wanted to brush up on a wave of goodwill, so they asked tremblingly, "Dao Tianjiao...... Need our help with that? If we need to, we'll help you right away."

"No need, just stay here, it's a disadvantage to go." After Dao Moyu finished speaking, he swooped down towards the ink-colored dragon spear without looking back.

The three Ancient Temple monks who could only smile wryly were left standing in place.