Chapter 942: Their Calculations

"Boom!" A sound of fear continued to rise from the ground, and with a burst sound of "Peng!", the entrance of the secret realm exploded directly.

The flames rose into the sky, and the ice had long since melted into the ground before it exploded, and the flames rushed out of the sky, and soon they were hidden from the sky and the sea, and there was no color left in front of them except for the fiery red.

Di Ling's figure was clearly in the blasting firelight, but those fires couldn't touch her at all, giving people the illusion that she was being reborn from the fire.

Di Ling glanced at it and saw that the crack in the ground was enough for them to pass through one by one, and he was calculating his self-protection mana, and he was not planning to make a move.

With a move of the spirit's hand, the sky-high flames shrank instantly, and in the blink of an eye, it became only the size of a person's palm, and it was held in the palm of the hand.

When the cultivators blinked their eyes, the fireball disappeared from the palm of the spirit's hand, and no one knew whether the fireball was absorbed by the spirit or where she received it.

After Di Ling retrieved the mana that had not been wasted, he raised his chin arrogantly, and a vertical shadow returned to the back of Emperor Tingfeng.

Although the current Emperor Tingfeng looks like a white egg that has not hatched, at least he is still the master of Di Ling, and Di Ling naturally stands behind the master.

Di Ling didn't care about the entrance of the secret realm, Sima Qianqian knew that the matter was roughly done, gave Di Ling a grateful look, and returned to his position.

The cultivators naturally noticed the entrance to the secret realm after the blasting at a glance, although the entrance was not very large, at least there was no problem in passing through one person.

The cultivators are embarrassed, the attack power of so many of them is actually not as good as the destructive power of a spirit body, could it be that Emperor Tingfeng and other spirit body beasts are destroyed by the Lord?

They are all against many monks, and then with a few moves, they can open up an exclusive passage at the entrance of the space where the secret treasure enters.

"That's amazing. ”

Dao different eyes stared at Di Ling with glowing eyes, he looked so good-looking, and his force value was so strong, it was really difficult to find in the world, and he didn't know how lucky the emperor Tingfeng was to find the treasure.

As soon as Dao Wei opened his mouth to praise, the next old men naturally couldn't control their mouths, and they scrambled to be the first to swing up.

"It is worthy of being the spirit beast of the emperor's son, but it is different from the public, this destructive power is several times more powerful than that of us old guys. ”

"If we also have such a powerful spirit beast, we won't have to worry about finding treasures in the future. ”

"Hahaha, who said it wasn't! Powerful spirit beasts, our old men in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty are fighting to the death, and spirit beasts are even rarer than spirit beasts. ”

"That's right, I really don't know how the emperor cultivated the spirit body beast, that strength is not something that ordinary monks can compare. ”

"Don't say it, the luck of the emperor is really not something that ordinary monks can have, that luck, there is no one else, there are no people before, he has two strange-looking spirit beasts by his side. ”

"That blue and red spirit beast is very powerful, the force value is not inferior to our old guy in the infancy stage, and now he has another spirit body, it seems that the future of the Era Sect has a great chance to dominate. ”

"But it's not! At that time, the five sects of the spiritual realm will definitely not come out to bluff people!haha!"

The last few words were definitely not said by the heads of the five sects of the Spirit Realm, even if they were poor, they would not laugh at themselves.

Of course, it is said that there is a blue and red spirit beast by the side of Emperor Tingfeng, which is naturally the Ice Demon and the Fire Demon, but now that it has become a spirit, they don't know each other.

These legends, that is, the monks under the different Dao sects, heard from the disciples of the five sects of the Spirit Realm, and the specific situation naturally had to be known only after asking the emperor Tingfeng.

Di Ling didn't even bother to give the most broken monks, whether they were envious or private, she was not interested.

The most important thing at the moment is that her master must wake up quickly, otherwise, who can guarantee that those sinister heart cultivators will have some ghost ideas in their hearts.

Di Ling showed his majesty once, and he sucked the eyes of all the cultivators, and even the majesty of the Ink Evil Sword in the hand of Emperor Tingfeng before him overshadowed it.

That's for sure, they covet the Ink Evil Sword, so they have to snatch it from Emperor Tingfeng's hands, and the strength of Di Ling belongs to her personally.

In other words, even if there is no emperor Tingfeng as the master, Di Ling is also a strong person, and she will not change the strength of the force value because of the master.

All the cultivators secretly had the idea of fighting ghosts in their hearts, planning to use what treasures, and even exchanging spirit stones for banning spirits, I don't know if Emperor Tingfeng will agree.

No one will dislike a man for having a lot of money, although Emperor Tingfeng has so many resources in his hands that many monks are blushing, so naturally he will not dislike making more money.

What's more, the strong are afraid of the strong, and Emperor Tingfeng still has two spirit beasts around him who can defy the sky, so naturally he can't take this spirit beast with him.

What's more, Di Ling is a girl, and Emperor Tingfeng already has a partner, and his partner must not want Emperor Tingfeng to follow a little beauty by his side.

While the cultivators continued to destroy the spatial gate at the entrance of the secret realm, they all had their own calculations in their hearts, and their interest in the spirit was much greater than that of the Ink Evil Sword.

Especially the thirteen cultivators who were different from the Dao group, since they knew that the Ink Evil Sword would devour the Lord, they naturally didn't dare to covet it in their psychological fears.

Diling is different, Diling itself is more powerful, and it is the same as the master who does not listen to the emperor.

What's more, there are so many of them, can't they still take care of an Emperor Tingfeng? The cultivators secretly calculated in their hearts, if Emperor Tingfeng didn't agree to exchange it, then they would rob it hard.

It's a pity that since Di Ling has already recognized the emperor in his heart, he will not think about another master.

As I said, of course, the Heavenly Venerable and the Holy Dynasty will be destroyed, with their noble status, where will they stoop down to become someone else's servant, even if they become a remnant soul, they will not be reduced to the point of being a servant.

If it weren't for the emperor who listened to the wind back then, he couldn't get the Ice Demon and the Fire Demon, where would he get the independent recognition of the two of them cultivating together and creating a spirit.

Most of the days have passed since Emperor Tingfeng's body was hollowed out and the shield was summoned to restore his body, and it was about eight to nine hours.

Couldn't it be that Ji Ling made a move halfway, and with the destructive power of those old men, maybe it would take a day or two to destroy them before they were able to enter the secret treasure entry space.

The door of the space could already be seen very clearly, and the faces of the cultivators finally showed a smile of relief, mixed with some greed.

Emperor Tingfeng also happened to recover, and his hollowed out body had long since recovered, but in order not to attract attention, Emperor Tingfeng deliberately suppressed his spiritual power.