The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

4190 - Ling Hantian's Calm
4190 - Ling Hantian's Calm

It can be said that for such a Cheng'er, the three souls have already reported to Yan Wang's house, and it is difficult for those masters to rescue him.

But now, Ling Hantian's kingdom of God is sealed and unable to sense it, nor can he take out the Spring of Life Avenue to heal the dying Cheng'er.

Ling Hantian thought about it quickly, and finally decided that there is only one thing in his hands that can save Cheng'er's life, and that is the blood poison.

However, the sequelae of the fire poison are too great, and Ling Hantian is not sure whether there will be irreparable sequelae.

"Miss Liu, I have a miracle that can save Cheng'er, but"

"Master Ling, then you save Cheng'er quickly, as long as you can save him, you can take everything in the Hundred Tomb Gate at will." Liu Xu thought that Ling Hantian wanted to exchange treasures.

Ling Hantian smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Liu, you misunderstood me, I don't need anything, but after taking that strange thing, there may be uncontrollable sequelae."

"It's okay, I believe Mr. Ling, please help Cheng'er, I can't feel his heartbeat anymore." Liu Xu was about to cry.

Seeing her in such a hurry, Ling Hantian knew that Liu Xu would not let this opportunity go, so he no longer hesitated.

Slowly spreading the palm, a line of blood poison gradually appeared in the faint blue flame. After the blood poison appeared, there was a sizzling sound.

There was a painful emotion in this voice, which was extremely ear-piercing.

"go with!"

With a flip of Ling Hantian's palm, the blood poison was poured into Cheng'er's mouth immediately, and the huge vitality spread rapidly.

With the help of blood poison, Cheng'er's originally pale face gradually turned rosy, and Liu Xu was ecstatic to see it.

Moreover, Cheng'er's vitality that was gradually disappearing is also slowly condensing and reborn, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

"Brother Ling, Hei Mange is also injured."

Xiao Pengnv's eyes widened. Although she didn't recognize the strange thing, she hoped that Ling Hantian would also heal Heiman.

In the previous battle against Zhu Wanhou, Heiman suffered three heavy blows.

Ling Hantian nodded slightly, and grabbed Heiman's clothes with his palm. After lifting Heiman's clothes, Ling Hantian's face darkened.

An unprecedented icy killing intent suddenly gushed out, and even the faint blue flames became flickering.

When Ling Hantian got angry, Shanhe turned pale!

Although Heiman was in human form, but the two blood holes on the lower abdomen made even Ling Hantian feel a burning pain in his lower abdomen when he saw them.

Who is Heiman? He is Ling Hantian's brother, the brother who died. No one in the world can match this kind of affection.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Hey, it's nothing like Mahler Gobi's injury, it's not a problem, son, you have to be careful, they have a lot of people." Heiman grinned.

But because the movement was a little big, it affected the wound, and the pain made him pale and grinning.

"Who did it?" Ling Hantian asked lightly.

Heiman heard the words, looked at Zhu Wanhou who was at the back, and said softly: "That old dog Zhu Wanhou did it, son, leave his life to me later."

"Ah."

Ling Hantian smiled slightly, but in that smile, there was a ferocious and gloomy expression.

"Brother Ling, be careful."

When Ling Hantian turned around, Xiaopengnu also said very weakly.

She can't see through Ling Hantian's strength now, but after all, the other party has two eighth-level will cultivators and many seventh-level powerhouses.

As for Ling Hantian, according to what they said, he has only entered the eighth level now. Although his cultivation base is very strong, it is not easy to win compared to the old eighth-level powerhouses.

"Look carefully, don't worry about other things."

Ling Hantian smiled, then turned his gaze to Di Gong and the others in the underground hall, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled into a nice curve.

Seeing the smile at the corner of Ling Hantian's mouth, the faces of the two of Di Gong were a little stiff.

They never thought that the situation would suddenly become like this, and with their perception, they could clearly perceive Ling Hantian's current strength.

Eighth-level intentional cultivation!

It's not the seventh level, but the genuine eighth level of mind cultivation!
"Everyone, did you see that the strange thing he gave to that young man just now can pull a dying person back from the gate of hell, it must be a treasure in the emperor's treasure."

Di Gong gritted his teeth and continued to bewitch everyone.

Of course, this is also what he said from the bottom of his heart. Anyway, he has never seen such a magical thing as blood poison.

"Kill Emperor Zun, we all have a share in the things in Emperor Zun's tomb, the treasure is right in front of you, brothers who want to step into the peak of martial arts, follow me!"

Zhu Wanhou's eyes also turned red, Emperor Zun's treasure, as long as they get it, they can become peerless powerhouses.

"A group of poor guys, but this is a cemetery, and the cemetery is used to bury people. It is a good destination to be buried here."

Ling Hantian looked at those strong men who were ready to move, and couldn't help sighing, these people are too pathetic, and they don't even know they are being used as spearmen.

"Ling Hantian, don't be arrogant, what can you do if you reach the eighth level of mind cultivation? We have a lot of people here, if you don't believe us, we can't clean you up together!" Di Gong said coldly with a gloomy expression.

However, with such a tough face, Duke Di's heart trembled a little. He might not be afraid of other eight-level mental cultivation, but the one in front of him was Emperor Zun.

Emperor Zun, the peerless powerhouse who left a strong mark in the history of Tianyan Universe, his legend Di Gong has been talked about by his elders since he was a child.

"Yes, we have plenty of people, Ling Hantian, even if you can kill ten or hundreds of them, we still have people pouring in continuously."

Kongchenglang is undoubtedly the most exciting one. Although his plan ended up fetching water from a bamboo basket, the treasure is now in sight.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian nodded thoughtfully, and with a wave of his sleeve, a terrifying fluctuation spread out, and in the blink of an eye, the entrance to the hall was distorted.

The strong will power seals the entrance.

In this way, blocking the entrance not only prevents outsiders from entering, but also prevents people in the hall from escaping.

Seeing his own words, Ling Hantian blocked the space instead, and Kong Chenglang's complexion immediately darkened, and he couldn't help but have the urge to slap himself hard.

"What are you looking at? Do you think he can easily let us go today? Although he is an eighth-level intent cultivation, his foundation is not stable after all. With so many of us joining forces, we don't believe we can overthrow him!"

Suppressing that impulse, Kong Chenglang couldn't help refuting when he saw the angry eyes of Zhu Wanhou and Di Gong.

"idiot!"

Seeing Kong Chenglang's wrongdoing and talking back, both Zhu Wanhou and Di Gong wanted to slap him to death here.

However, in this situation, you can't do cannibalism, so the two can only force the fire into their stomachs.

But even though their hearts were full of anger, Zhu Wanhou and the two also understood the current situation, so they waved their hands, "Do it."

(End of this chapter)