Tiger Ben opened its mouth and roared at everyone, Duan Ling was its master, and Duan Ling's enemy was its enemy. And Duan Ling gave it the physical body to cultivate, it was already completely submissive to Duan Ling, and at this moment, although the enemy's cultivation was much higher than it, it was still completely unafraid.

Duan Ling patted its head gently, which calmed its manic mood a lot. The opponent is too strong, and the tiger body's body has just condensed, so there must still be many shortcomings. At this time, the only way to do it was to let Hu Ben return to the Qingyun Fan and let Duan Ling deal with it alone.

Duan Ling gave an order in his heart, and the tiger looked at these monks who surrounded Duan Ling with a fierce look, and then turned into a streamer and flew into the Qingyun fan in Duan Ling's storage bag. Although it already has a physical body, it is still the spirit of this instrument, and it can naturally re-enter the Qingyun fan.

"If you want to fight, then I'...... Don't fight!" Duan Ling turned around, and at the moment when everyone thought he was about to make a move, he suddenly flew towards the gap closest to him. His action was completely unexpected by everyone, and even many monks watching the battle below secretly despised it in their hearts.

"Cunning..."After a brief moment of stunned silence for a few people, Ning Wuji, the Dustless Sect who was closest to Duan Ling, sneered and shot straight towards Duan Ling.

"Get the fuck out of here. Duan Ling clenched his right hand into a fist and threw a punch towards Ning Wuji, who was flying straight towards his side.

"Just in time, I was just trying to see how strong your body really is. Ning Wuji's eyes burned with battle intent, and instead of dodging, he clenched his fists and went straight up.

Boom!!

A huge sound came out, and the moment Ning Wuji's fist slammed into Duan Ling's chest, he knew that he had really looked at Duan Ling. That fist slammed into Duan Ling's body, as if it was hitting an extremely hard rock. The anti-shock force coming from Duan Ling's body shook his fist even more.

However, before he could show his shock on his face, Duan Ling's fist had already slammed into his chest. On his chest, there was an immediate crisp sound, Duan Ling's punch had already shattered his sternum, and the whole person was even more rapidly backwards dozens of feet away, and he only then turned away the impact force on Duan Ling's punch.

Duan Ling succeeded in one punch, and he didn't pay attention to Ning Wuji at all, and galloped away even more quickly. And the few people who saw that Duan Ling had no intention of fighting instantly became extremely tacit, and they were already galloping towards him faster the moment Duan Ling and Ning Wuji fought.

"This is really a group of despicable people, just like the people who attacked me on the periphery of the Immortal Tomb, this is all of them beating me. Duan Ling galloped quickly, leaving behind Guo Lang and Ji Yuehanyuan of the Reverse Water Sect behind him.

Even the Yuan Dan Realm had a bit of a headache about Duan Ling's speed, let alone the Mortal Realm, but Duan Ling was not yet complacent, and the Taiyi Sect Hua Yao, who was wearing a purple long dress, didn't know when he had already stopped in front of him.

I saw that the woman's face was solemn, and she suddenly stretched out her right hand, and the nails on it suddenly grew extremely rapidly, and it was dozens of feet long in an instant. The nails were bright red, as if they had been soaked in blood for many years. On the way to Duan Ling, there were thousands of grimaces that seemed to cry and wail on that fingernail.

"A Thousand Demon Armor, this armor is hard and contains thousands of resentful spirits, each of whom was tortured for months under my armor before dying. Duan Ling, see how you take it?" Looking at the thousands of grimaces that appeared on her nails, Hua Yao spoke confidently.

"This woman looks good, but the magical powers she has cultivated are so vicious. Looking at the five huge nails that were galloping towards him, Duan Ling instantly became murderous towards this vicious woman.

Not only was there a deep resentment in those faces, but what made Duan Ling even more angry was that he couldn't feel the power of cultivation in their bodies. In order to refine this Thousand Demon Armor, the thousands of people who were tortured to death by this Ming Hua Yao were all mortals without exception.

"Today I set you free. Duan Ling looked at Hua Yao's eyes with a cold glow, and he reached out and patted the storage bag on his waist gently.

Suddenly, a black mist immediately appeared in front of him, and the black mist kept rolling, and the things in the fog seemed to be extremely domineering. With a wave of his right hand towards the five huge nails that came at him, the black mist in front of him immediately dispersed, revealing an extremely sharp tail thorn, which was the most poisonous thorn he had taken from the desert giant scorpion.

Black smoke filled the top of the thorns, and in an instant they collided with the incoming nails. As if it was erosion, I saw that the black gas on it turned into black silk and instantly wound my nails.

"It's just a toxin, it's not enough. Hua Yao sneered, she was extremely confident in her Thousand Demon Armor, it was not that she had not encountered monks who used poison, but those people had become dead at this moment.

The grimaces on the five fingernails suddenly protruded from the nails, Hua Yao's sharp nails were not only sharp nails, but the grimaces on them could fly out and swallow all the enemy's cultivation vitality.

But this invincible grimace this time was much beyond Hua Yao's expectations, all the grimaces that flew out of their nails suddenly turned black after touching the black silk, their faces had no resentment at this moment, and some were just a face of fear.

In the midst of this fear, they desperately tried to get back into their nails, but they shattered halfway through. The black qi contaminated on it fell on the nails, and instantly began to spread towards Hua Yao.

"What kind of poison is this?" Hua Yao was horrified in her heart, her nails began to turn black the moment they were touched by the black qi, and quickly spread towards her fingers.

The wails of the grimaces inside the nails were even more terrifying, and they all began to shatter in this wail until there was no more sound.

The black toxin was still spreading, and it was so fast that Hua Yao was terrified. Seeing that the toxin was about to hit her fingers, Hua Yao immediately raised her left hand and turned it into a knife, cutting off the ligar Qi root that she had cultivated for many years with one palm.

She spurted out a mouthful of blood, her figure receding, and her five nails looked like foreign objects, but they were connected to her mind. Cutting off the armor is like cutting off a large piece of flesh from the heart.

"You're relieved. Seeing that there was no longer wailing and resentment in the Li Jia that fell to the ground, Duan Ling seemed to feel a lot happier in his heart.

Although he is not a saint, he still has human blood and emotions. He also knew that monks often practiced by unscrupulous means, but this unscrupulous means were not aimed at mortals who had no power to resist, it was a competition between monks.

This kind of practice of depriving mortals of their lives, and even squeezing out their grievances, making them his own sharp weapon for the sake of cultivation, Duan Ling really couldn't care less. He came from the mortal world, and he couldn't imagine how angry he would be if someone one day turned the peasants on the fields and mountains into resentful spirits.

"How would you feel if you turned you into a resentful spirit?" Duan Ling slowly raised his head and said to Hua Yao, who was still frightened in front of him.

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