5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 268 An Angry Little Turtle

Seeing that Xuanwu didn't respond, Sikong Nihong and other people were all disappointed.

But at this moment, Jiang Ling stretched out his hand casually, like ice water falling into a pan of oil, and immediately reacted.

"What's wrong?" Ye Mantian looked around in surprise.

Not only was the huge monster in front of him moving, but even the sea water in the surrounding holy pool was tumbling violently, as if a sea monster was churning.

"Is Xuanwu going to wake up?" The red robe Sikong Nihong was the first to come back to his senses, his eyes were full of shock.

She tried it herself, and even if her mighty imperial will suppressed it, she could not shake Xuanwu. The vast sky-like imperial will was poured into it, like a rock sinking into the sea, without any movement.

Sikong Nihong, Sikong Ye and all the kings and leaders jointly instilled the emperor's will, but none of them could make Xuanwu move at all.

But Jiang Ling simply stretched out a palm, which instantly changed Xuanwu drastically.

Everyone saw all of this. At this moment, everyone stared at Jiang Ling in horror, unable to believe what they saw.

Ye Mantian put down his palm and looked at Jiang Ling in shock, his pupils fluttered violently.

Who the hell is this guy? Why are there so many miracles on his body?
"It's him." The black-robed Sikong Nihong also noticed Jiang Ling, raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved his mind slightly.

No wonder the red-robed Sikong Nihong was interested in that kid, looking carefully, he was indeed different.

In the eyes of everyone, Jiang Ling pressed his palm on Xuan Wu's body as if no one was there, his eyes were blurred, and he fell into a state of selflessness.

At this time, in his consciousness, scenes and scenes are constantly flowing, the world is constantly changing, like the evolution of a world.

Xuanwu has existed for too long, and Jiangling happened to have a strange resonance with it, and felt the changes of the times that this behemoth had experienced in endless years.

Jiang Ling's cultivation talent may not be top-notch, but his comprehension is extremely high, and he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the perception brought to him by Xuanwu.

In just a short time, Jiang Ling felt that countless years had passed, his state of mind had been sublimated, and his soul was continuously enhanced.

It was as if Jiangling had transformed into Xuanwu, and had gone through endless years with it.

Gradually, a sense of old age emanated from his body, and a powerful aura swept out and scattered in all directions.

The Immortal Lord hid in Yemantian's body, sensed the changes in Jiangling, and couldn't help muttering, thinking that this time Jiangling would break through the realm by mistake, right?
Fortunately, soon Jiang Ling opened his eyes leisurely, and it looked like nothing had changed, which made everyone heave a sigh of relief.

In fact, only he himself knows that the realm has broken through, the state of mind drives the cultivation base, and the body and cultivation base have simultaneously broken through to the mid-incarnation stage, which is one step closer to the void stage.

And during the time of Jiang Ling's comprehension, Xuanwu's changes were also continuing. After a period of time, his whole body was glowing with dazzling light, and every texture on the tortoise shell was exuding the brilliance of divinity.

"The Divine Beast Xuanwu is about to recover!"

Sikong Ye's face changed wildly, he couldn't care less about his dislike of Jiangling, and quickly knelt on the ground with a "plop".

Sikong Nihong did not dare to be negligent, but the etiquette does not need to be as exaggerated as Sikong Ye, just bowed his head slightly to show respect.

The status of the others was all under Sikong Nihong, they didn't dare to stand, and "Putong Putong" knelt down on the ground one after another.

Almost in the blink of an eye, only Jiang Ling and Yuan Tiangang were left standing in place.

As the aura on Xuanwu's body became stronger and stronger, Sikong Nihong called out respectfully: "The interim emperor of the Sikong Empire, Sikong Nihong, respectfully invite the divine beast to protect the country."

When Sikong Nihong spoke, he blessed the power of Dongxu Qi, and his voice spread throughout the entire Xuanwu Holy Pool, and it lasted for a long time.

However, Xuanwu didn't seem to hear it, and didn't respond to Sikong Nihong, but his body moved slowly.

As long as Jiang Ling took his hand away, Xuan Wu would lose his response and stop changing.

As long as he keeps his palms on Xuanwu, the giant in front of him will change constantly, and no one can guess what it will become.

"Kakkaka..."

Cracks suddenly appeared on the sea floor under everyone's feet, and the cracks spread in all directions, but the sea water seemed to be attracted by a magnet and did not flow down the cracks.

Immediately afterwards, as time went by, Jiang Ling's hand was like a key, constantly opening the ancient "treasure" of Xuanwu.

"Don't put your hands down, don't put your hands down, hold on." Two Sikong Nihongs shouted at the same time.

They have already sensed the changes in Xuanwu, yes, Xuanwu is recovering.

It may be that the time of deep sleep is too long, and the time required for Xuanwu to fully recover is not short.

"Om."

The prehistoric and ancient aura seeped out, and it was sensed by the existence sleeping in the Sikong Empire.

With a sound of "Boom", there was movement under the ground of the Sikong Empire.

not good!

Both Sikong Nihong and Sikong Ye changed their faces, and turned their heads to take a distant look.

The movement of the divine beast's recovery was too great, and it was still the guy who made the movement.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the divine beast recovers, that guy won't be able to make much waves.

"hold head high!"

Suddenly a loud dragon chant resounded through the sky, and it came from Xuanwu.

Everyone looked intently, and saw a majestic and terrifying dragon in the blurred sea water.

A huge dragon head appeared in the air, and two indifferent longan eyes scanned everyone.

"Where did the dragon come from? Are there really dragons in the world?" Ye Mantian cried out in horror.

"It's not a dragon, it's Xuanwu's tail." Yuan Tiangang, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but speak out.

Hearing this voice, Jiang Ling glanced back, but didn't say much, since the situation is tense now, he can't take care of greeting him.

Sure enough, as soon as Yuan Tiangang finished speaking, the whole dragon appeared in everyone's sight.

It is indeed a tail, and the end is connected to Xuanwu's buttocks.

"Chichi."

Then there were drastic changes one after another, two monstrous waterspouts sprayed out from Xuanwu's two nostrils, and then two pale golden eyeballs the size of houses emerged.

"Xuanwu's head is actually the same as that of a real dragon!"

When people saw this huge head clearly, they gasped in horror.

When everyone was in a daze, the two huge longan eyes swept across the audience, their eyes were full of indifference, without any emotion.

"Welcome to the patron saint of the empire." Sikong Nihong lowered his head even more.

But Xuanwu still ignored her, just looked around indifferently.

It's really Xuanwu, a living Xuanwu, just this breath can't be wrong!
Yemantian and other kings and leaders all had bitter faces.

The Sikong Empire is also too strong.

At the same time, the underground atmosphere of the Sikong Empire became more and more terrifying.

The divine beast is recovering, and the one who sleeps underneath is also recovering.

Suddenly the sky collapsed, every corner of the Sikong Empire could not bear the burden of "creaking" sounds, and a dark cloud appeared in the sky instantly, covering the entire empire.

At the same time, an extremely evil atmosphere enveloped the Sikong Empire.

"Finally woke up, the magic skill is great, the power has increased dramatically, hahaha, the world is hopeful!"

The vicissitudes and hoarse voice vibrated in the air.

In the sacred pool of the forbidden area, Sikong Nihong's face changed wildly when he heard this voice, and the two looked at each other: "He has appeared."

"boom."

The voice was still shaking in the holy pool, and as a result, a black cloud floated over the holy pool in an instant, and the monstrous murderous intent locked everyone.

"He came to kill him." The black robe Sikong Nihong frowned, not caring so much, and hurriedly begged Xuanwu to protect the Sikong Empire.

"boom!"

Like hell, the black cloud engulfed the entire sky and suddenly fell, killing intent.

"It's okay, Xuanwu has awakened, with it, no one can hurt us." Sikong Ye smiled confidently, dismissing the rapidly approaching black cloud.

And up to this time, Jiang Ling hadn't withdrawn his palm.

Xuanwu sensed Jiangling's aura, which was still changing.

Xuanwu stands on the bottom of the sea, streaks of golden light emanate from the texture of the tortoise shell, followed by a "crash", like the sound of mechanical operation.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanwu's huge tortoise shell unexpectedly slowly unfolded, and there was nothing inside!
What kind of basalt is this? It's clearly just an empty shell, without even flesh and blood inside, like a robot that has been hollowed out.

In Xuanwu's empty shell, lay a little tortoise, with its hands under its head, sleeping with its legs crossed angrily, still snoring.

Everyone was stunned.

(End of this chapter)