vrcanaries Chapter 177 Lingbao Daozun
Chapter 177 Lingbao Daozun
Lingjiu Mountain has taken in too many big monsters and some independent cultivators, and it is well preserved. It is very obvious when looking from above.
"They are coming." Liao Tong held a long knife in his hand. He was afraid that those slaves could blow him to death with a single breath.
"I'll bite them even if I die." Ge Xian has tried his best. He would rather die than be a blood slave.
Madam Bai Gu's aura continued to rise. She was still gaining enlightenment, and the two domains were merging. Her realm was also recovering. However, several of her real bodies were still far away and had not merged.
Zhang Song asked the bird servant to raise the flag of the Four Spirits Pavilion. His family was the top partner of the Four Spirits Pavilion in the Dali Territory. Huang Shiqi signed and stamped the flag personally.
"This..." Gao Lie wanted to say, was he overthinking it? Didn't he see that there was war everywhere in the Dali Dynasty, and even the slightly better protective formation on the city wall was demolished by these poor guys.
Qiu Biao sighed. When he was in Shiniu Village, he felt that he was an important person. However, after coming to the Demon Realm, he could only be considered a small fry. But looking at the situation today, he might not even be considered a small fry in the future.
Looking into the distance, fortunately the Qiu family has developed well in Liuxian Town in recent years, and several children with spiritual energy and talent for cultivation have been born. I just don't know if they can escape this disaster.
Two slaves who had transformed into gods had already swooped down. They saw the logo of the Four Spirits Pavilion from afar and felt a little afraid.
They already knew that the Dali Domain was a cut-off and closed world, the private land of a true disciple of the Tianwu Sect, so how could the Four Spirits Pavilion exist?
Zhang Song flew up into the air and said, "I am the Lord of Lingjiu Mountain. I am honored to meet you two seniors. This place already belongs to the Four Spirits Pavilion. Please take a detour."
The two looked at each other, and one of them clasped his fists to Zhang Song in return: "Since this is the territory of the Four Spirits Pavilion, then we will take our leave."
The other person had a thoughtful look in his eyes. Could a Yuanying realm cultivator really cooperate with the Four Spirits Pavilion? It was just a flag, without the logo of the Four Spirits Pavilion's owner. If he was killed quickly, would the Four Spirits Pavilion be able to pursue the matter for the sake of a Yuanying realm cultivator?
The life of slaves was miserable. When important people needed them to draw talismans, they had to voluntarily offer their own blood and essence. Sometimes, they even had to practice some newly developed skills.
This time, I finally encountered a mission without danger and a world without strong people. If I can't grab enough resources to redeem myself, I'm afraid I will really die of old age in the Sun Palace.
"Boy, you think you can scare us off with a false flag?"
"I'm afraid you don't know what kind of existence our Great Sun Palace is, hahahaha."
He was very cunning and could hear all the noisy sounds around him clearly. He analyzed the real situation in an instant. This mountain owner was a good friend of a shopkeeper of the Four Spirits Pavilion and was not a member of the Four Spirits Pavilion.
How brave of you to pretend to be from the Four Spirits Pavilion.
Zhang Song narrowed his eyes. This guy was about to take action. He said slowly: "I advise you not to make a mistake."
"Die!" The God of Transformation grabbed him with his hand and wanted to kill him.
At this moment, an inconspicuous short and fat man in the crowd jumped up and snorted at the divine being.
Shangguan Ding is still at the Jindan level, but his realm has been raised from the early Jindan stage to the late Jindan stage.
His Hengha talent is really unstoppable. No matter the opponent's level, the opponent will be stunned for a moment.
Zhang Song's Ruyi Plate appeared instantly and smashed directly on the head of the God Transformation Realm. At the same time, a pair of big hands were already pressing on the head of the God Transformation Realm.
"How dare you!" The god was furious, and the sky and earth darkened. Although he felt uncomfortable, Zhang Song was just a Nascent Soul after all.
Angry from shame!
But at this time, Zhang Song had already come close to him, and a finger wrapped in endless blue light was pointed at his face fiercely.
boom!
This god-transforming being had never imagined that one day he would actually die at the hands of a young cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and die in such a newly opened world.
As long as Zhang Song is willing, he can be promoted to the God Transformation Realm right now. There are more than a dozen paths to choose from, but these paths either have mediocre prospects or have disadvantages. Some of them may be a bit troublesome. He needs to think carefully and not advance blindly.
The means of becoming a god are too clear.
With one finger of thunder punishment, as long as you can seize the opportunity, you can directly destroy the opponent's sea of consciousness like now.
What a pity, such a nice big head.
He didn't dare hold back, and the power of thunder and lightning destroyed half of the opponent's head.
There were tens of thousands of people on the two mountains, including seven or eight Nascent Souls, all of them were stunned and couldn't believe it.
The Black Bear King hugged his head and said, "Master Zhang, you are not also a spirit."
Patriarch Youyue's heart was beating wildly. I knew, I knew that Master Zhang was a lucky man. Whoever went against him would be in trouble.
This is the incarnation of a god, which has only been heard of in legends in Dali. But now it was exploded by Zhang Song with just one finger.
"Brother Song." Mo Qingqing's face flushed and she looked extremely intoxicated.
"My brother, am I dazzled?" Gao Lie was holding the short Shangguan Ding and talking nonsense, as if he was the one who killed the divine slaves in the air.
……
Huh? How brave!
This was a middle-aged man with an extremely strong aura, his blood and energy like an erupting volcano. He stood on the edge of the ship, his eyes looking towards Zhang Song.
With a cruel grin on his lips, he said, "No matter whether you are from the Three Saints Palace or the Wuxiang Sect, if you dare to kill my men, you will die."
The palm that covered the sky and the sun came down.
Mrs. Bai Gu woke up immediately, became furious, and was about to take action.
She couldn't beat the Great Sun Palace Master, but at this level of Dharma Realm, she could beat San'er, the kind of San'er who could be completely killed and would never be resurrected.
Zhang Song shook his head. If you beat the younger ones, the older ones will come. If you beat the older ones, the ancestors will come.
If you fight against a powerful force like this, you will only tire yourself to death, and it will also make the other party worried, causing endless troubles.
He reached out and took out a golden talisman. No one knew how many years this talisman had existed. It was even getting hairy and many of the lines on it were blurred.
When I first got it, I even suspected that this talisman had been soaked in water and might even have grown hair.
However, Huang Shiqi patted his chest and assured that it could still be used, but it would need to be nurtured with spiritual consciousness for a period of time before it could produce the desired effect.
Before the huge palm fell, the talisman instantly burned, emitting a soft golden light.
The void suddenly became quiet, as if someone had suddenly pressed the still button. Even Zhang Song and others were unable to move, and could not even blink their eyes.
In the light and shadow, a middle-aged man in a white robe appeared, with long black hair that was shiny enough to reflect one's reflection.
His eyes were extremely clear, like crystal, without a single flaw, and seemed extremely pure.
He raised his head and saw that the palm in the void had shattered and disappeared. All the slaves within a thousand miles around the two mountains turned into nothingness in an instant.
The middle-aged man in the palace had just said the word "Spare" when his body broke into pieces, and splashed onto the ground like blood.
The void ship of the Great Sun Palace was buzzing and layers of cracks appeared on it.
Hall Master Ban was so frightened that he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy in fear: "Ban Xun of the Wanyu Temple pays homage to Lingbao Daozun."
There was no response for a long while, and he did not move. He waited for a full half hour before he slightly sent out his spiritual sense.
"Damn it, those damn slaves are deliberately trying to hurt me."
With his strength, he knew what had just happened just by the spiritual sense he emitted, without even having to see with his eyes.