"The dragon of the eighteen palms of the dragon has regrets!"

Ling Yun quietly made a move to descend the dragon and eighteen palms.

A golden dragon roared and rushed towards the Ling Mastiff.

"Ahh

When Ling Mastiff saw this golden dragon, he raised his hand to block.

Although Ling Yun's eighteen dragon descending palms are not weak, Ling Mastiff's physique is very powerful, and no one dares to take Ling Yun's trick if he is any strong person in the other Nether Big 6.

But the cultivators of the ancient times were more deceitful! Not only in terms of cultivation and realm, but even the body was more perverted than the other.

As the saying goes, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people who think of it.

Ling Yun's Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending were okay to deal with Ling Mastiff, a little grasshopper in the middle of the mortal realm, but if it was to deal with a cultivator in the late stage of the mortal realm, it would be a bit difficult to get on the table.

The Third Elder pointed to the move that Ling Yun had just used, and said, "How could you...... Impossible!"

Ling Yun turned his head and stared at the Third Elder with a smile, smiled meaningfully, and said, "Thanks to your great supplements! ”

The third elder's face sank when he heard this, and he shouted angrily: "Slander!"

Ling Mastiff moved his shoulders, and he rushed out with a kick of his legs.

At this moment, Ling Mastiff thought that he had grasped the opportunity and was about to teach Ling Yun a good lesson......

Abnormal protrusions.

Thunder Fire asked!

Ling Yun's body suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum.

A force of thunder and fire surged from Ling Yun's body.

Heaven and earth surrounded Ling Yun.

The abnormal movement of the tribe's martial arts arena alarmed the masters of the tribe.

The masters of the Condensation Realm all ran here.

After several Condensing Realm masters arrived here, they were dumbfounded when they saw Ling Yun surrounded by the power of Thunder Fire and Dao.

When was the recognized waste in the tribe so bad.

Patriarch Ling Miao brought a few late-stage masters of the Condensation Realm to the martial arts arena, and when Ling Miao saw Ling Yun in Xiao Lu's hand, he stood in place in shock.

"Patriarch! Ling Yun's momentum on his body was not weaker than that of the late stage of the Mortal Realm at all, and even more powerful than the early stage of the Condensing God Realm. ”

"That's right! This power is definitely not mortal. ”

Ling Mastiff felt the power on Ling Yun's body, and he used a spell that did not admit defeat, the Heavenly Thunder Disturbance Technique!

On the martial arts field, dark clouds covered the sky, and thunder rolled.

Ling Yun raised his head indifferently and glanced at the dark clouds, and he shouted, "Scatter!"

Ling Mastiff's spell is broken.

The dark clouds obediently dispersed.

Ling Yun raised his hand and pointed at Ling Mastiff, and pointed his sword forward, casting the true technique of the Thunder Divine Sword.

"Lead the thunder into the sword and break the eight wildernesses. ”

The thunder and lightning entered the purple gold flying sword, and the power looked very powerful.

Ling Mastiff took a step back, when he saw this scene, his head was full of "buzzing", he didn't expect Ling Yun to be so powerful.

When Ling Ling saw the unusual Ling Yun, her eyes adored her, and she said excitedly: "I know that Brother Ling Yun is not a waste!

"Sword Punishment!"

The power of the thunder in the triple heavens fell.

A thunder sword descended.

"Phoenix Feather Shield, Disease!"

The three elders jumped out and sacrificed an immortal weapon to resist Ling Yun's Thunder Divine Sword True Technique.

"Drink!"

As soon as Ling Yun's hand pressed, the Thunder Divine Sword also pressed down violently.

"Poof!"

The Third Elder suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and he raised his hands high, carrying Ling Yun's Thunder Divine Sword.

"Hmph! A mere medium-grade immortal weapon is also delusional to resist, which is extremely ridiculous. ”

Ling Yun suddenly seemed to be a different person.

The power of the Thunder Sword has increased again.

The onlookers of the Condensation Realm masters widened their eyes, unable to believe that Ling Yun actually had a Condensation Realm cultivation.

"This is the Contemplation Realm?"

"How is this possible!"

The surrounding Contemplation Realm masters were all unwilling to accept this reality.

They were naturally happy that the tribe had geniuses, but an eighteen-year-old young man actually possessed the cultivation of the Condensing Realm, which was simply as against the heavens as those geniuses in the Earth Realm.

Within fifty years, the middle stage of the mortal realm is already very good, and the cultivators in the middle of the thirty years of the mortal realm are definitely the strongest among the strong.

It took Ling Miao three hundred years to cultivate to the late stage of the Divine Fetus Realm, and Ling Yun actually only cultivated for eighteen years before he had the cultivation of the Divine Condensation Realm?

At the same time as shocking Ling Yun's cultivation, an even more astonishing scene appeared.

Ling Yun's left hand raised a ball of true flame, he smiled contemptuously, took a step domineeringly, and said with an even more powerful appearance: "Oops! ”

"Poof!"

They vomited blood.

Ling Yun: This is a slap in the face of Hongguoguo.

Only revealing the mid-stage cultivation of the Condensation Realm, in order to stabilize this Ling Mastiff. It saves him from thinking that his mortal realm is very bad, and he pesters Ling Ling every day.

"I like it. ”

The Great Elder touched his chin and beard with an admiring expression.

Ling Yun shook his palm, snuffed out the true flame in his palm, put away his momentum, yawned and turned around and said, "Don't look for me about these children's affairs, I'm not free." ”

Ling Mastiff gritted his teeth, and he received a 10,000-point blow.

"Let's go, Ling'er! Brother will take you to other tribes to play. ”

Ling Yun hugged Ling Ling and wanted to leave as if ignoring others.

At this moment, Ling Mastiff generally sacrificed a high-grade immortal weapon, the Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword.

Ling Yun glanced back and saw this top-grade immortal flying sword, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Grandson!"

The Third Elder saw Ling Mastiff take out the Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but tremble when he felt the murderous aura on Ling Miao's body.

"Didn't the Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword be snatched by someone, why was it in the hands of Ling Mastiff. Ling Ling was full of questions.

"Then it doesn't need to be said! Because the person who robbed this high-grade immortal weapon was a clansman, that is, the Three Elders himself, and he was the only one who cultivated the Three Golden Yuan Fire Poison Quenching. With a single word, Ling Yun pushed the three elders to the forefront.

"Nonsense!"

The three elders wanted to quibble about something.

"Capture their grandfather and grandson. ”

Qin Miao raised his hand and pointed at the three elders and his grandson.

"Let's go!"

When the third elder saw that the matter was revealed, he flashed to Ling Mastiff's side, and he grabbed his grandson's shoulder and prepared to escape with blood.

"Seal!"

A seal appeared in Ling Yun's golden pupils, he will block the space of the martial arts arena, and no one can perform the escape technique.

The third elder was worthy of being an old guy who had cultivated for hundreds of years, and he indifferently used the teleportation talisman to escape.

Two golden rays of light flashed, and the three elders and his grandson disappeared into the martial arts arena.

"Tut-tut, a thousand-mile escape talisman worth three million spirit stones, it seems that these three elders have a lot of money!"

Ling Yun didn't chase after him, but made fun of the hole cards of the three elders.

How could Ling Miao let go of the three elders and his grandson who were eating inside and out, he ordered as the patriarch: "Recover the Poison God Yuan Spirit Sword, and be named the son of the tribe, one person is above ten thousand people." ”

The so-called son of the tribe is the son of the patriarch, but Ling Yun is not interested in this status, not to mention that the son of the tribe is too ugly, giving people a feeling of barbarism and no content.

"Hurry!"

Ling Yun threw out a golden talisman.

The Miles Tracker is a weapon that tracks enemies and can teleport to the vicinity of enemies in an instant.

This thing is definitely the best choice for killing people and stealing goods, rape and plunder.

(End of chapter)

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