Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1037
Push many powerful people across the medicine field, step on the holy religion of five poisons, and smash the holy dragon with the sword to break through the sky!

One by one, one after another, passed by the eyes of many martial artists. Ever since Xiao Ling stepped into the medicine domain, he was almost on the rampage. No matter how powerful the enemy was, they all rushed past them, extremely domineering.

"Five Poison Holy Dragons have fallen, and the Five Poison Sacred Cults have been completely destroyed!"

"After today, there will be no more five-poison holy flood dragons in the medicine domain, and the reputation of the ruthless Xiao Ling will be recorded in the history of the medicine domain!"

"One person destroys the five poisonous holy beasts with one hand, steps on the five poisonous holy religions, and finally cuts the holy dragon with the sword and breaks the sky. The ruthless Xiao Ling is my idol!"

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The martial cultivators present were discussing one after another, their eyes sparkling, and many of them laughed. Watching this battle today is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime, and many family patriarchs have moved their minds, thinking about whether there is a peerless in the family. Beauty, let's see if I can recruit Xiao Ling.

"By the way, the attack from the Five Poison Sacred Flood Dragon just now was so terrifying! I can see that Xiao Ling was hit, and he was photographed deep in the ground. He didn't even know he was alive!"

Someone said loudly, and immediately awakened everyone present. They discovered that after the death of the Five Poison Saint Flood Dragon, Xiao Ling was also hit by the Five Poison Saint Flood Dragon, and fell into the ground. .

"Maybe Xiao Ling is dead?" Someone asked suspiciously.

"I guess so..."

Many people believed that even the peak martial saints might not be able to survive that blow, let alone Xiao Ling. Immediately afterwards, one after another greedy eyes looked at the corpse of the Five Poison Saint Jiao, which was a huge sum. The wealth, the value is immeasurable!
"Young Master Xiao?"

Hong Lin was paralyzed on the ground in a daze. Originally, Xiao Ling had already excited her after defeating the Five Poison Holy Flood Dragon, but Xiao Ling also paid a heavy price and was directly hit by the Five Poison Saint Flood Dragon. He might not be able to survive.

The three of Duan Wuhen also bowed their heads in silence, very depressed.

"It's a pity, Brother Xiao's generation of heroes has fallen like this..."

Young Master Yu shook his head, gloating deep in his eyes, the fall of such a young genius is a good thing for many people, because the existence of Xiao Ling really made many people breathless.

"I can't believe he died like this."

Xia Pingting looked at the bottomless huge hole with her beautiful eyes, even though she was very confident in Xiao Ling, she couldn't help but waver at this moment.

The tail of the five-poison holy flood dragon was too terrifying, Xia Pingting knew that even if it was their ancestors of the Xia family who made a move, they would not be able to resist, facing this tail they could only wait for death.

"Shoot! Take away the body of the Five Poison Holy Flood Dragon!"

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing that Xiao Ling didn't show up, they thought Xiao Ling was completely dead. They rushed out one after another, and rushed towards the Five Poison Saint Jiao. The Five Poison Saint Jiao was full of treasures. Get a little bit of it and make a fortune.

"How to do?"

Duan Wuhen looked at Xia Pingting and said, "That's brother Xiao's trophy..."

"There are too many strong people here, it is difficult for us to protect the Five Poison Holy Flood Dragon."

Xia Pingting shook her head slightly, and said: "What's more, the body of the five-poison holy dragon is extremely strong, and it is highly poisonous. Usually, it is almost impossible for a martial artist to take away the five-poison holy dragon."

As soon as Xia Pingting's voice fell, one after another screamed, Xia Pingting suddenly looked over, her beautiful eyes couldn't help getting moist, and said, "Young Master Xiao, he is not dead!"

Honglin and the others all looked over with surprise in their eyes.

On that piece of land, the purple blood lotus fire and the Juehua heart ice surged out, killing all the martial artists who tried to invade the surroundings of the five poisonous holy dragons.

Seeing this, those martial cultivators who were devoured by greed stopped immediately, their minds cleared up a lot, as if they were facing a big enemy, they only had one thought in their minds, could it be that the ruthless Xiao Ling is not dead?

Da da da!
There was a sound of crisp footsteps, and under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, a thin figure stepped out of the huge bottomless hole, that boy was Xiao Ling!
Xiao Ling was covered in blood, and he stood in the air, like a candle in the wind, which would go out at any moment.

Everyone gasped, obviously they didn't expect Xiao Ling to still be alive in this world, facing the attack of the Five Poison Saint Flood Dragon's tail, it was enough for many experts in the world-defying medicine domain to survive.

At this moment, Xiao Ling's whole body was covered with cracks, and bright red blood flowed out slowly.

Frankly speaking, Xiao Ling could hide in the sacred monument when he slashed the sword, but he didn't do that, because in order to open the eight gates of Dunjia and the fifth gate of Du gate, he had to temper his body!
Eight Dunjia fifth door, Du door!

It can only be opened after the physical body has been tempered thousands of times, tempered with ten thousand feet of magma, and then baptized with ten thousand years of jade!
When he saw the Five Poison Holy Flood Dragon, Xiao Ling had a plan. He smashed his body into pieces with the power of the Five Poison Saint Flood Dragon. He repaired the wound with the eight-door Dunjia. He had to go to the Land of Endless Flame to help Long Bijun heal his wounds. The Land of Endless Fire could temper his body and open half of his Dumen.

As for the Wannian Yuqiong, according to what Long Bijun said, there is one in the Shengqiong Cave in the Western Heaven Demon Territory. When he goes to the Western Heaven Demon Territory, he will go to the Shengqiong Cave.

"Xiao Ling, are you alright?" Long Bijun asked in concern among the holy stele.

The Five Poison Saint Jiao was a peak beast saint before his death, and his body was comparable to that of Emperor Wu. Even after hundreds of years of his fall, his body had already begun to rot, but his physical strength could not be resisted by ordinary martial saints. Xiao Ling was no more than a seven-star Martial Venerable. It is still very difficult for him to resist with Dunjia.

"Can't die."

Xiao Ling took a deep breath, and after the catastrophe, he said: "If the body of the Five Poison Holy Flood Dragon was stronger, I guess I would be patted into flesh..."

It can be said that Xiao Ling risked his life for this head-on encounter with the body of the Five Poison Saint Jiao. It was all worth it in order to prepare for the opening of Dumen. The invincible hand of Shenwu Continent!

Not only that, Xiao Ling was able to kill the five poisonous holy dragons entirely by relying on the Yin Yang Soul Seizing Sword. The soul of the Baidu ancestor controlled the five poisonous holy dragons. Relatively speaking, the soul was very weak. In addition, the Baidu ancestor had no means of soul protection. In front of Xiao Ling, he was naturally a chicken and a dog, who could be cut with a single blow.

"Xiao Ling is already at the end of his strength, let's fight together to kill him and take away his chance!"

Seeing that Xiao Ling was covered in scars and he couldn't even stand still, many martial arts practitioners' eyes gradually became crazy. They had been swallowed by greed, Xiao Ling was seriously injured, and this was the best chance to kill Xiao Ling.

"kill!"

A lot of powerhouses made their moves one after another, rushing towards Xiao Ling, there were dozens of peak Martial Masters, and among these people, there was even a half-step Martial Saint!
Rumble!
A series of martial arts offensives were unleashed, dazzling, overwhelming, and extremely powerful. The surrounding space was directly shattered, turning into a terrifying space storm and sweeping away.

"Think I'm really a fish on a chopping board?"

Xiao Ling's gaze was very cold. In order to pave the way for Du Men, he almost risked his life. This is the weakest moment, and these strong men wanted to take advantage of troubled waters. They attacked him at this juncture, which completely enraged him.

"Brother Xiao, I will help you!"

Duan Wuhen and the others were eager to help Xiao Ling.

"These chickens and dogs, I am enough!"

Xiao Ling let out a low drink, and stopped Duan Wuhen and the others. Facing these many strong men, Duan Wuhen and the others would be sent to die if they came over.

call out!
Xiao Ling's mind was moved, he took out the Wufeng Sword and swung it around, waves of illusory sword energy whizzed out, blasting towards those strong men.

At the same time, the Forbidden Blood Burning Realm and the Barren Domain enveloped these strong men, weakening the strength of these strong men. At the moment of his attack, he also cast hemorrhagic flames and began to incinerate the remains of those holy beasts. As long as these holy beast remains were refined into With blood energy absorbed, his strength can be restored a lot.

boom!boom!boom!
The illusory sword energy is like a mad flow, tearing through the space, and every sword energy kills a strong man. In a short time, dozens of strong men have fallen on the spot.

"Why is he still so powerful?"

Many strong men paused for a moment, and found that Xiao Ling still possessed unparalleled strength. Many people began to hesitate. After all, Xiao Ling was too powerful. He raised his hand to suppress the strong martial saints.

"He's struggling! The more he struggles, the more he's going to die!" Someone said loudly: "We can't give him a chance to breathe. This opportunity is once in a lifetime. If you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were shocked. They all understood that Xiao Ling had many opportunities at hand, and this was the lowest point, if they could kill Xiao Ling in the cradle, then they would have done a great feat!

"Go on!"

Someone started to take the lead and killed Xiao Ling.

The other strong men gritted their teeth and charged forward. They had already come to besiege Xiao Ling. After Xiao Ling recovered, with Xiao Ling's temperament, they would definitely not let them go, so they joined forces to besiege Xiao Ling. Let Xiao Ling fall here.

"Since you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"

Xiao Ling's eyes were solemn, he not only had to refine his blood energy, but also distracted himself from repairing his body, he needed recuperation most of all, these strong men were not afraid of death, he had to defeat them one by one.

Similar to Batian Seven Styles, Xiao Ling is already very difficult to use.

call out!
Xiao Ling's mind moved, he controlled Zilian's blood fire and Juehua Xinbing, turned into fire rain and ice cones and bombarded these strong men.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
After being hit, many strong men screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and died completely.

Of course, these people are very weak, and there are quite a few martial arts masters who have stepped into Martial Masters. As for those peak Martial Masters, they directly dodged Xiao Ling's attack.

"Okay! Xiao Ling is indeed very weak! Now he is unable to control Tianhuo and Tianbing!"

A strong man waved his arms and said ecstatically, "As long as we attack in groups, we will definitely be able to kill Xiao Ling!"

boom!
The strong onlookers showed joy, and immediately they didn't hold back their hands at all, and charged towards Xiao Ling from all directions, palm prints, fist strength, sword light, sword energy and other dazzling offensives crazily blasted out, and some even took out their hole cards, once Sexually attacked the mysterious weapon and attacked Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling was furious with blood, his eyes were full of anger, and he said in a low voice, "Even if I am seriously injured and dying, killing you is like slaughtering chickens and dogs!"

(End of this chapter)