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The man in Tsing Yi's face was full of shock. He had practiced hard for thousands of years and had a solid foundation and strength. However, he was defeated by a monk in the Earth Master Stage. It was a big blow. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He bowed to Cheng Ling, turned around and jumped off the ring. Looking at his back, he seemed a little desolate.
"What do you call a fairy friend?" The old man's attitude was completely different from before. He couldn't help it. Who made Cheng Ling's talent so incredible?
Cheng Ling smiled lightly and did not answer, but said: "Senior, I want to buy eight billion middle-grade immortal crystals of fairy liquid."
"Eight billion mid-grade immortal crystals!" The old man was shocked. He immediately lost interest in asking Cheng Ling's identity and said, "My dear friend, with so much immortal liquid, the True Dragon Pavilion may not have that much stock!"
Cheng Ling said: "Oh, what the senior said is untrue. Didn't I say before that as long as you pass the high-level challenge, you can buy no matter how much you buy?"
The old man was at a loss for words. He had said the words himself. If he could not fulfill his words, he would undoubtedly destroy the real name of the True Dragon Pavilion. The forces behind him would never let him go.
After pondering for a while, he said helplessly: "I only have four billion middle-grade immortal crystals in my body. Please wait a moment while I dispatch elsewhere."
Cheng Ling frowned. The amount of four billion middle-grade immortal crystals was only half of the estimated amount, which did not satisfy him. He said, "Keep these immortal liquids first. I can wait for the rest!"
The old man was very happy and immediately took out a container and said: "This is the fairy liquid of four billion fairy crystals. Please wait a moment."
After saying that, he left.
Cheng Ling stretched out his hand to take it, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he found that the space in the container was quite large, and it was filled with fairy liquid. There were about sixty volumes of it. He put it away and sat down cross-legged. While waiting, he thought about it in his mind.
The mark of divine consciousness on his body was obviously left by someone with intentions. Fighting was prohibited in Tianyun Fairy City. Those people did not dare to take action easily and could only wait until he left. However, purchasing the Five Elements Aspects and Challenges had already consumed a lot of time, which was enough to send the message out.
In other words, outside Tianunxian City, it may be surrounded by all the monks who covet the treasures on their bodies. Fortunately, Qin Zijin and Su Nianli were not allowed to come with them on this trip, otherwise they would have been caught in one fell swoop. However, he always felt as if he had missed something, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
Time passed slowly, and about half an hour later, the feeling became stronger and stronger. Cheng Ling had to recall everything that happened after he entered Tianyun Fairy City, and deduced it carefully, hoping to find something he had missed.
Another moment of incense time passed, and he suddenly woke up: No, in fact, from the moment he entered Tianyun Fairy City, he had entered into the other party's calculations.
First of all, things in the Scarlet Blood Sect are a bit strange. For more than a year, there cannot be any movement from the monks who are looking for themselves. The three of them appeared very suddenly. Even if they did not expect it for a while, they can be inferred after careful recall. identity of.
But even so, for a whole year, the Great Elder and the Scarlet Blood Sect disciples did not come to disturb them, allowing them enough time to practice in the Blood Lotus Cave. The Great Elder may have guessed this a long time ago, but there is a formation set up by the Red Blood Ancestor on the outside. It is impossible to enter for a while, and breaking the formation arbitrarily will alert himself and others.
Simply do nothing and wait for the opportunity. It's just that they didn't expect that the three of them were so fast and their concealment skills were so powerful.
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So superb, he left without a sound.
After that, they could only search again. According to the monks they met along the way, the search effect was not great. However, Cheng Ling felt more and more that he had underestimated those people's calculations and could not find himself and others along the way. The trace is waiting in Tianyun Fairy City. In other words, there are informants in the nearby fairy city, and they can dispatch manpower at any time if something is discovered.
We can't stay any longer. It's obvious that the people in True Dragon Pavilion are stalling for time in order to let the monks come over.
He quickly took out the message jade slip and sent the message to Qin Zijin and Su Nianli, asking them to leave immediately. But I didn't expect that I didn't get any reply from the two women for a long time.
Cheng Ling's heart suddenly sank to the bottom. The sound transmission jade slip was made by himself, and there was no way he would not receive it. The only possibility is that the two women don't even have time to reply. What kind of attack did they not even have time to answer themselves?
He had no intention of staying any longer, so he turned around and walked off the ring, intending to leave the fifth floor. At this moment, the old man suddenly walked up from the fourth floor, blocking his way out, and said, "Sir, wait a minute, the remaining fairy liquid will be sent over in a moment."
Cheng Ling sneered in his heart. At this time, no matter what the rules of Tianyun Fairy City were about not taking action, he pointed at the old man like a dragon Ling sword and said: "Get out of the way, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless with the sword!"
The old man's face changed, and he said to himself: "Your Excellency, the power behind Zhenlong Pavilion is beyond your imagination. I am just dispatching the immortal crystals you need, why would you cause trouble? Besides, fighting is prohibited in Tianyun Immortal City. Could it be that you are breaking the ban?" ?”
"Uh-huh!" Cheng Ling's eyes turned cold and he stabbed straight with his long sword.
This sword was silent and extremely fast. The old man finally felt the embarrassment of the man in green before. Even with his cultivation as a one-star immortal emperor, he felt that a sharp and sharp sword force was surrounding him, and he could not dodge it in any direction.
The space on the fifth floor is not much different from the fourth floor, but it is more exquisitely decorated. The various decorations may seem simple, but they have the finishing touch, making everything here feel alive and full of vitality. Of course, the vitality of heaven and earth inside is very rich, and it also exudes a unique fragrance, which makes people calm and focused.
From Cheng Ling's perspective, he could naturally see that there was a unique formation on the fifth floor, which not only gathered the vitality of heaven and earth, but also played a strong role in defense and gathering spirits. In a short period of time, even if he took action himself, it would not be that difficult. Easy to crack.
Therefore, the only way out is to go down one level. The old man stopped at the stairs just to prevent him from escaping, and perhaps to buy more time for the monks who were trapped outside the fairy city.
If you want to understand this section, how can Cheng Ling hold back his hand? The sword is a silent sword style, and it also incorporates a hint of emptiness.
Cheng Ling's attack was too fast, and the old man could no longer counterattack calmly. He threw out his robe sleeves with both hands and set up several layers of defensive shields in front of him.
But the penetrating power of the Silent Sword Style cannot be resisted by ordinary body-protecting energy? Not to mention that Cheng Ling also incorporated power-generating techniques.
Wave, wave, wave~, there were several soft sounds in succession. Wherever the tip of the Dragon Ling Sword touched, the protective energy penetrated instantly and hit the vital point between the eyebrows.
When life and death were at stake, the old man could only step back, move his right foot back, and step down the stairs. Even so, he still groaned, and the sword energy of Long Ling Sword had invaded his brain, overwhelmingly sweeping up to his soul.
Cheng Ling kept up his efforts, using his hand speed to the limit. The first sword seemed to have no effect, and the second, third and fourth swords followed closely.
The old man suffered a loss and rushed to meet the enemy.
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His strength was completely suppressed. Facing the extremely fast sword light, he could only retreat continuously, quickly retreating from the fifth floor to the fourth floor. Unfortunately, there are no monks in the fourth dimension, so they can't help him share the pressure at all.
Cheng Ling's sword skills are getting faster and faster, stabbing sword, cutting sword, sky thunder sword, void annihilation sword, all kinds of sword moves are like colorful fallen leaves, falling all over the sky, the old man is dazzling with fireworks, as if he is in a sea of sword skills, and he is always ready. May capsize.
The cultivation level was advanced to the earthly level, and the spiritual body was upgraded from the seventh level to the eighth level, which made Cheng Ling's foundation deeper, his sword skills more natural, his arms more stable, his speed faster, and the power of his sword skills increased, compared to the original battle. Strength increased several times.
The old man had been struggling to support himself from the beginning, but with his cultivation level that was higher than a great level, he was reduced to the point where there was no room for counterattack. After holding on for more than a dozen swords, the sword energy that originally entered his mind seemed to resonate with the sword energy that Cheng Ling fired later, constantly eroding his soul.
Cheng Ling felt this change keenly, and with a thought in his mind, the Shock Sting was activated immediately, penetrating into the opponent's mind like a burst of fine needles.
The Shocking Thorn is different from the Soul-Chasing Sword. Although both are soul attack techniques, the Shocking Thorn is learned from the Celestial Clan and is more advanced. Of course, the consumption of mental power and power increase simultaneously.
In the past, Cheng Ling had always used the Soul-Chasing Sword against enemies because he was afraid that the Soul-Chasing Stab would consume too much mental power. But things are different now. After the third spiritual heart was condensed in the spiritual world, he was more confident and had more reserves of spiritual power, so he did not hesitate to use the Shocking Thorn.
"Ah~!" With a scream, the old man's soul seemed to be cut apart. The power of the Shocking Thorn was unbearable for his soul. You must know that Emperor Shark Yu, who was also a one-star Immortal Emperor, died under the Soul-Chasing Sword. Not to mention the more lethal Shock Sting!
The extreme pain made the old man feel as if he was drunk, his body was dizzy, his feet staggered, and he was unsteady on his feet. At this moment, Cheng Ling instantly caught the slightest flaw, and his figure flashed, clinging to his body. The dragon feather sword drove straight in, instantly inserted between the eyebrows, and came out from the back of the head.
The old man's eyes were dull, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and his body fell softly.
Cheng Ling slashed his sword, cut off one of his fingers, and put the storage ring in his pocket. After doing all this, he rushed towards the third floor without stopping for a moment.
When I arrived on the third floor, I glanced around and saw that there were still many monks buying goods inside, as if they noticed me every time. Without saying anything at the moment, he walked along the gap between the counters towards the exit on the second floor.
I originally thought that the next few floors would be a tough battle, but I didn't expect it to go smoothly. The only ones who must have gotten the news were the old man and a few senior officials. There was no obstruction along the way and they quickly walked out of the True Dragon Pavilion.
Just when I came out, something was wrong. Looking up, he saw dozens of monks surrounding the gate, looking at him eagerly.
"Cheng Ling, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, but hell has no door but you break in. This time, let's see where you escape!" Sima Tan said coldly, shaking his feather fan lightly.
Cheng Ling's face darkened and she said, "How many people did you assign to encircle and suppress Qin Zijin and Su Nianli?"
"Stop talking nonsense to him, Elder Sima. This officer killed my disciple of the Scarlet Blood Sect. My ancestor has already set fire to it. This time, we must capture him alive." The eyes of the great elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect were blood red. If his eyes were like that, he could kill someone. , Cheng Ling has been killed countless times.
Sima Tan took a deep breath and said: "Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by death. Even if you are extremely talented, you will not be able to escape the trap set by this emperor. You should just surrender and be captured!"
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