"A good body martial art should be a combination of weird, smart, psychedelic, borrowing, explosive, and freewheeling, and it should be combined with the wind attribute and the law of space!" Su Ling finally had a clear direction.

The next second.

He closed his eyes again.

In my mind, it seems that there is a pastry chef who is trying to mix and match various ingredients to find the best taste.

Again and again, Su Ling never tires of it.

In a blink of an eye, a full day has passed, and he is still deducing without sleeping and eating.

Day 2.

Suddenly.

Su Ling, who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground, stood up abruptly and opened his eyes.

"Hahaha......" he laughed, and after a day or two of hard work, he already had some eyebrows.

The mind moved.

His figure moved!!

Suddenly, in the secret room, the wind was harsh, the figures were fluttering, and the afterimages were repeated.

"No, it's not weird!"

"It's almost windy!"

"The explosiveness is still not ferocious enough!"

............

Su Ling was talking to himself as he walked, like a madman.

However, if someone were watching from the Chamber at the moment, they would be surprised to find that as time went on, his speed was getting faster and faster.

Half a day passed.

Finally.

Su Ling stopped.

"The speed of the body is now at least three times faster than before. He muttered to himself excitedly, his eyebrows full of excitement.

"Let's pick a name!" Boa said with a smile.

“。 Su Ling didn't hesitate at all, and said directly.

"Good name, hehe, Su boy, I remember, the first Heavenly Dao you comprehended was the Yin Yang Heavenly Dao, right?

"That's right, there is also the Yin Yang Heavenly Dao!" Su Ling was overjoyed, like a madman, he didn't rest at all, and with inspiration, he immediately began to continue trying and deducing.

In this way, Su Ling continued to improve.

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The beautiful scenery of Tiandao Mountain, verdant and verdant, one mountain peak after another rushing into the sky, between the clouds and mist, the aura turns into beads, it is really a treasure land for cultivation.

This is where the Heavenly Dao Gate, the seven super forces of the Holy Wind Continent, are located.

On weekdays, the Heavenly Dao Gate is quiet, peaceful, and has a strong atmosphere of martial arts.

And today.

But it was a heavy rain.

Moreover!!!

What is terrifying is that the rain is a rain of blood, falling down, as if the sky is bleeding, bloody and depressing.

On the largest martial arts cultivation field of the Heavenly Dao Gate.

Now.

A sea of people.

Take the center line as the dividing line.

Here, there are sixteen,237 people from the Heavenly Dao Sect headed by the Sect Master Wang Gu Dao, the Deputy Sect Leader Yang Jianfeng, the Great Elder Liu Jianyi, the Second Elder Xue Zheng, and the Third Elder Wu Kun.

Over there, there were hundreds of people.

However.

Rao is like this, but Wang Gudao, Yang Jianfeng, Liu Jianyi, Xue Zheng and others are pale and desperate.

Why?

Because, even if there are only a few hundred people on the other side, every one of them is above the Holy Emperor Realm!!

Moreover, the young man at the head and the beautiful woman with blood-colored eyes all possessed the martial arts realm that they couldn't see clearly.

Looking at the Heavenly Dao Gate again, there were no more than ten Saint Emperor Realm powerhouses up and down.

Is it a level?

No matter how many people there are, they are all at the Eternal Realm level, what's the use?

In the eyes of the powerhouses of the Holy Emperor Realm, the Eternal Realm level is full of ants!

A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, as long as it's an ant, what's the use?

What's more, the vast blood and demonic qi that filled the bodies of the hundreds of people on the other side like mountains and seas was simply desperate.

Not to mention the ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, even the sect master Wang Gu Dao, who was oppressed by this monstrous demonic qi and blood qi, and had some difficulty breathing.

"Who are you?!!!" Taking a deep breath, Wang Gudao drank, no matter how worried and desperate he was, as the sect master, at such a moment, he also had to stand up.

"Hehe......" The cursed prince didn't answer Wang Gudao, and didn't even glance at Wang Gudao, just smiled faintly, he turned his head and looked at the beautiful woman beside him: "Ruoli, can you do it alone?"

"Call the evil god!" the woman began, her voice was very good, like a clear spring in the mountains and forests, but such a beautiful voice gave people an indescribable smell of killing, death, destruction, and annihilation.

"Presumptuous, Zhou Ruoli, how can you talk to the sect master?" As soon as the woman's voice fell, a middle-aged strong man standing behind the cursed son scolded.

This strong man was holding a metal hammer, the metal hammer was very, very large, and there were mottled and terrible traces of blood on the hammer, and the hammer exuded a cold aura.

And the strong man himself is a sixth-layer realm of the Holy Emperor Realm!! he is not weak at all!

With the strong man's reprimand, Zhou Ruoli turned sideways slightly, and his eyes were on the strong man.

"What do you see? Lao Tzu doesn't know who you are? I have never seen you in the previous battles in the Eleven Domains! Although you look weird and beautiful and thrilling, you had better remember that the cursed prince is the sect master, our god, talk to the sect master, be respectful, otherwise, I want you to die without a place to be buried!" the strong man drank.

At present, there are four or five hundred people in the evil sect, four or five hundred powerhouses in the Holy Emperor Realm, these people, their hands are covered with blood, they are all bloodthirsty Shura, they have long lost their thinking and reason, only the absolute obedience to the cursed son, the worship of the evil eye or the evil demon, is already a true demon.

"Lao Tzu spoke, did you hear that!?" The strong man drank again, the blood on his body was rolling, and the smell of blood in the air was even stronger, which almost made many martial cultivators in the Heavenly Dao Sect vomit.

Zhou Ruoli didn't say anything, didn't say a word, and even her eyes didn't change, but she suddenly raised her hand, and a sword suddenly appeared in her hand!!

Scarlet sword!

It's red, and it's extremely eye-burning.

The sword was not long or wide, but only red, and only red.

The next second.

The sword moved.

A streak of blood swept by.

And then......

No then.

The strong man had been reduced to nothingness!!

Under Zhou Ruoli's sword, the strong man didn't even see the shadow of the sword......

Distance.

Wang Gudao's body trembled, staring at Zhou Ruoli as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart was about to burst!

Join...... Even he didn't see how Zhou Ruoli came out with a sword?

He felt the extreme killing intent for a moment, and then, the strong man became nothing.

"What kind of strength is this, Demon God?" Wang Gudao's body trembled, and his mind was stunned with fright.

Wang Gudao is still like this, and the rest of the Heavenly Dao Sect can be imagined.

......Immediately, a burst of clapping and clapping sounded in the sound of the majestic rain, from the cursed son, who smiled with satisfaction: "Evil God! Not bad!

"Childe, what is Zhou Ruoli's strength now?" On the other side of the curse child, Wang Jingying asked in a low voice, her voice trembling a little.