Seeing Ling Zhishi exuding such power, the Demon Clan's high priest looked solemn, and its fingers clenched on the cane couldn't help but move, not only that, but even Concubine Qiao, Ya Jue Sword and the others fell into deep thought.

As an ancient thing, the dragon has disappeared with all the immortals ten thousand years ago, although the Qingjiao King is not a real dragon, but there is also a chilling dragon roar, and the power emitted by Ling Zhishi has already far exceeded the dragon's roar. This is a kind of arrogance emanating from his bloodline, a bloodline above the dragon.

If Ling Zhishi's bloodline is really superior to the dragon, then his future is far beyond the people here, at least in the human race, no one dares to call himself a dragon among people.

Encountering such a scene, Concubine Qiao couldn't do anything, after using the burning essence blood, she was already powerless to fight, and now she is no different from ordinary people. Concubine Qiao raised her head and looked at the sky...... However, no one here can defeat such a terrifying monster.

"Ah...... It happened...... What?"

Ling Zhishi hoarsely voiced, he wanted to speak but couldn't make any sound, he could feel that his whole body was cold, but he didn't even have the strength to urge the aura, and there was a heart-rending feeling in his chest, making him at this moment, life was worse than death.

"I didn't expect it to be a backlash of burning essence and blood. ”

Concubine Qiao had always been puzzled before, what kind of backlash was needed to make up for it when he burst out with such power, not to mention that his strength was already weak, and he added the attack of the ghost again. Even she didn't dare to resist this, but Ling Zhishi used her body to resist.

"Ahhhh......h

Ling Zhishi was lying on the ground panting in pain, his face was already as white as paper, and he could even see the cold emanating from his body, but what was even more surprising was that the sweat on his body was sliding down like running water in the seemingly cold situation.

Many people didn't dare to imagine what kind of pain Ling Zhishi was suffering just by seeing such a scene, but every time a heart-rending roar sounded in the air, the ashamed hearts of the crowd jumped violently.

If it were them, how would they dare to suffer so much for the sake of others?But Ling Zhishi did it, but not only did he do it, but he was also sneered at and abused by many people.

Above, the eagle-faced orc slowly approached the high priest and whispered, "Are you sure this human won't help?" He is the item that our demon clan needs, and if we die, we will lose all our efforts. Moreover...... Terran salvation is coming. ”

The High Priest's eyes didn't move, its face was full of confidence, "Wait and see, this human will not die so easily, I need to observe more, and among the present, there is a demon clan that is no less than me, it seems to be interested in this young man." ”

When the eagle-faced orc heard this, he shrank back, because under its feet, he felt a pair of strange eyes staring at it, making it creepy as if it had fallen into the abyss. But in the face of such strength, the uneasiness in its heart disappeared a lot, and then, it looked down.

At this time, the pain on the Frog King's body finally decreased a lot, and when it stabilized its body and wanted to scold, Ling Zhishi's half-dead appearance startled it, and it immediately became anxious, in case this young man died, then its dragon head would not be guaranteed.

"What to do, what to do. ”

Seeing that Ling Zhishi was emitting a cold airflow, the Qingjiao King immediately crawled over cautiously, it opened its mouth, and a warm airflow surged towards Ling Zhishi, but it still didn't see any improvement, it looked left and right, and then saw a group of people behind it, and said fiercely: "You guys, hand over all the things you have treated." ”

The few people who were targeted by the Frog King immediately shivered and froze in place, but no one helped them come out again, so they slowly approached Ling Zhishi under the urging of the Frog King.

"Don't come near me, or I'll kill you." ”

Ling Zhishi's roaring voice was hoarse and low like a hellish demon. And in his heart, cynicism echoed in his mind.

Ignorant childhood, the death of both parents, the people who drove him out of the Ling family, the people who endured the troubled times, the complacent when he broke the ancient pagoda, and the loss of Meng Keer because of weakness......

"Immortal cultivators need their own way of cultivating immortals, the way of killing, the way of creation, the way of devouring, and the way of light...... , the avenue is three thousand, all of you go are your own heart, you have no way, you don't believe in your own heart. Tragic story, regret of life...... You have a lot of similarities with me in this regard. ”

“......”

"The old man has been here for 10,000 years, and the young man has become an old man, and for many years, the immortals have broken out a war of immortals in order to pursue immortality......

"So, where did God go?"

"There is no God, it may be that we disdain war between us, or that the idea of immortality is a joke that God has played on us, after all, no one can attain eternal life. ”

"So, back to the first topic...... Where does my word belong?"

"Hehe, no Tao is the strongest Dao, ethereal, everything can become Dao, you got my inheritance, I didn't expect that even the Tao is similar to me, if you need strength, I can give it to you! Because, now, I need someone to replace me!!"

In an instant, Ling Zhishi's blank brain involuntarily emerged the scene of the white-clothed boy before, one move and one style, repeatedly, repeatedly, and repeatedly in his brain. Zoom in, zoom in and zoom in again......

Again...... Twice...... Ten times...... A thousand times...... I don't know how long time has passed, it may be a breath, or it may be a thousand years, here, I don't feel the passage of time, I don't feel a trace of tiredness, only repeated practice...... Endless.

In the end, in the middle of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine times, Ling Zhishi stopped his body, and in the depths of his eyes, the previous irritability had completely disappeared. A young man in white was gradually walking behind him.

Ling Zhishi turned his head, and what came into his eyes was an old man with a kind face, his hair was all white, but his skin looked like even a girl couldn't help but admire.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

"Well, I'm just a remnant of the ancient tower. The old man smiled lightly, Ling Zhishi was stunned, and he didn't know when the translucent ancient tower appeared again behind him.

"Did your seniors help you last time?"

The old man smiled, which could be regarded as acquiescence, and he said, "Since you have been approved by me, then call me Ta Lao from now on." But now you...... It's time to wake up. ”