It manifested its noumenon, its breath was fierce and unparalleled, its blood gas exploded, twisted the vacuum, and its huge claws flapped in the past to crush Daoling's body.

"That's what it looks like." Daoling's black hair was flying, the spirit of war soared into the sky, and the whole body was bright with gold. A huge momentum broke out in his body, with thundering waves, and his hands flapped up.

This blow went on, and the two were evenly matched, but Dao Ling frowned slightly. He stared at his palm, with blood stains left, and a burst of heart piercing pain.

When poor Qi saw that he was injured, he laughed loudly. The sharp thorns on his body clanked and vibrated, which could break the spiritual tools, and it was very strong.

"Be careful, the sharp thorns on his body are a little hard, and some spiritual tools can't be broken. It's equivalent to a war suit, so it's best not to fight with it." The purple haired boy reminded me nearby.

"Poor strange!" Daoling shook his fist. The energy around him entered the body and began to repair the wound of the 'meat' palm. This is definitely a rare ancient alien, which can compete with divine beasts!

And this poor strange must be young. It is said that some terrible poor strange have wings and can easily split the world, which is even more powerful.

Poor Qi roared, and the vicious breath in his body rushed away. His limbs were strong and powerful, and suddenly shattered a piece of the earth. His explosive power was extremely amazing.

Daoling's heart was cold. He had encountered a terrible enemy since his debut. He roared, and a layer of gold 'color' runes appeared on his body, covering his whole body, like a human shaped fierce beast rolling up.

Boom boom!

The two shadows collided, and the whole golden 'color' channel was shaking. The earth cracked, and the runes broke, frantically fighting together.

"Break it!" Poor Qi roared, and his claws fell down, like a mountain, and fell on his shoulder.

Daoling roared, his palms cut through the air, and a row of golden 'color' runes became apparent. It turned out to form a sword, and blasted at the pressed claws. At the same time, his body bullied, and his left fist hit its' chest 'mouth.

Poor Qi's claws are very powerful. He smashed the golden 'color' sword and turned his claws to beat the smashed fist.

"This rune is the Rune of Tongling Tower!" The purple haired boy's eyes flashed a startling 'color'. He could even type this rune. This is not an ordinary rune. If he can grow up, it is definitely a 'door' terrible magic power.

The reason why Daoling can learn so quickly is that he is homologous with the energy in it.

His evolving moves are faster and faster. Rows of runes are juxtaposed in the void, constantly forming swords, bells, tripods, and frantically pressing forward.

Poor Qi was very fierce before, but soon his breath weakened, and he couldn't keep up with the consumption.

Daoling is different from it. He can move the breath of life around to evolve runes, and then attack and kill. There are more and more means for the evolution of golden 'color' runes.

After hundreds of rounds of the war, Daoling roared, opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of golden 'color' runes, forming a mountain, which was smashed with a sensation.

Poor Qi cried out in pain. He was' forced 'to retreat. His eyes flashed a ferocious' color', and he felt like a grindstone, because it felt that Daoling's use of runes was becoming more and more 'refined'.

The consumption of Daoling was also great. He took a deep breath, ignored it and let the road go ahead.

"Damn!" Poor Qi was almost furious. He ignored me, which made it difficult for him to accept. Outside, he was on the command side, but now he suffered a heavy loss in his hands, and now the consumption is so large that it is difficult to catch up.

Daoling didn't have time to deal with it. It would take so much time for the 'waves'. The little' women 'carrying the big sword were almost close to Lingquan. Now getting Lingquan was the king.

He breathed the energy around, quickly replenished * * consumption, and then his palm slid, and runes appeared around, forming a big clock, covering his body and walking inside.

The big clock formed by the golden 'color' rune is shaking, resisting the pressure around, which is very easy.

The pressure inside was gradually terrifying, and Daoling's body was covered with a golden bell, causing his speed to accelerate.

"This rune is really wonderful, and it is homologous with the Rune of the golden 'color' channel. In this way, it will virtually save a lot of energy." The purple haired boy envied him. He knew that many older generations studied this rune.

However, this rune is very abstruse, and what Daoling now masters is only skin 'Mao'.

After the first battle just now, the man with three eyes was obviously much more honest, no longer provoked him, and tried his best to walk towards Lingquan.

"This' woman 'is terrible." When Daoling approached them, he noticed the piercing light of the sword, which made his skin hurt. His heart was cold, and he secretly said in his heart, "I don't know who is stronger and weaker than Gan Yao?"

Daoling's whole body spits out a magical glow. The closer it is to the Lingquan, the more vigorous the source energy near it is. His' Mao 'hole is spitting out a glow, winding around the Baohui, which is extremely sacred.

"I must go into the ninth floor. If I spend some time in it, my body will strengthen again!" Daoling muttered in his heart that he used the real blood of the divine beast to develop his potential. The potential of * * has not reached the top, and this kind of energy is exactly what he needs.

A spiritual spring in front emits halos, spits out magical clouds, winds up the air of the origin, gurgles the 'wave' of life, and gives people a vigorous' wave 'movement to the extreme. This is the treasure of life, which is very cherished.

In the realm of forging, if you can refine this energy, you can expand the source of life, and your future achievements will be very terrible, and even transform * * potential!

There are very few precious liquid of life in it, only a dozen drops, which are emerald green. There are big waves of life rolling in each drop of precious liquid.

"Seventeen drops, how to distribute it?" The vertical eyes in the middle of the three eyed man's eyebrows glowed and said indifferently, "there are four people here."

"One person has four drops, and the extra one depends on his ability." The purple haired boy said, every drop of this precious liquid of life is not simple, even for the strong of the older generation, and no one wants to suffer a loss.

The man with three eyes glanced at a man and a 'woman' who didn't speak. He nodded slightly, the vertical eyes in the center of his eyebrows opened and closed, and the divine light burst out 'shooting'. A rune inside suddenly shook, bursting out of terror.

Its eyebrows are a little scary. There is a mountain spitting out from it, which is black. It is suddenly covered in the air, and the pressure suddenly increases!

"Xuanchong mountain!" The purple haired boy's eyes were cold and he shouted, "what are you doing? Can't you swallow it alone!"

Daoling felt the pressure around him was terrifying, and his legs were trapped in the soil. His God 'color' also cooled down. This three eyed man had a big pen, which was to suppress the three of them.

This Xuanzhong mountain is a very famous treasure, which is refined with Xuanzhong iron. This kind of thing is very heavy. Some terrible Xuanzhong mountains are often millions of kilograms, which are treasures that can only be moved by the strong.

The action of the three eyed man was very fast. After sacrificing Xuanzhong mountain, he fished the palm of his hand for Lingquan. He took away none of the 17 drops of life treasure, and his body exploded out of the golden 'color' channel.

"Hum!" The little "woman" carrying the golden "color" sword snorted coldly. Between the opening and closing of her beautiful eyes, two terrible sword Qi erupted, like two gusts of wind, blowing into the Xuanzhong mountain in the sky, accompanied by a terrible sword intention, hitting the Xuanzhong mountain buzzing.

"On!" The purple haired boy roared and was surrounded by purple thunder. He opened his mouth and spit out a purple 'color' treasure fan. Suddenly, he fanned hard. The purple 'color' Gang storm swept, and the Xuanzhong mountain trembled.

"Get out!" Daoling roared, and the spirit of "Jing" broke out to the peak level. He pinched his fist seal and hit Xuanzhong mountain with a sensation.

However, the treasure was very heavy. With the pressure around it, the three men attacked and killed together, but they didn't fly Xuanchong mountain.

"Hum, I'm so ignorant. Stay here." The three eyed people sneered. This mysterious mountain weighs more than hundreds of thousands of kilograms. How can they break it?

"Death!" Carrying the golden 'color' sword, the little 'woman' spoke indifferently. Her hair danced, and the golden 'color' sword on her back suddenly came out of her body, like a scorching sun, cutting into the air. The surging sword was like a vast river, accompanied by terrifying Tao patterns, like cutting tofu, splitting the Xuanzhong mountain in half.

"What?" The man with three eyes was startled and turned around and ran away. This big sword is also a Taoist weapon at the lowest!

The purple haired boy's eyes were happy, and he tried to fan the purple 'color' treasure fan. A large storm rolled over, and the runes around him were disillusioned. The three eyed man staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Three eyed monster, stop." Daoling also roared, and he must not escape.

Hearing the speech, the three eyed man almost blew up. How dare this man call the great three eyed Saint like this?

At the next moment, his skin was cold. This was a green bamboo, which suddenly stretched out. Daoling took the green bamboo and smashed it on his brain 'door'. On the spot, he puffed up a big bag, which looked like a horn.

With a buzzing sound, another terrible sword Qi came out, cut off the wrist of the three eyed monster, and seventeen drops of life liquid fell to the ground.

"Ah!" The three eyed man ate pain and roared, and his whole body was shaking. He felt that he was going to be shocked to death by the three of them.

Daoling's eyes suddenly lit up. He desperately urged the energy in his body to urge the green bamboo, which was stretching, bursting out a layer of golden 'color' runes, and rolling up ten drops of life treasure liquid.

The purple haired boy fanned the fan hard, rolled up the rest of the life treasure liquid, took it happily, turned around and ran away.

Seeing this scene, the little 'woman' with the golden 'color' sword turned black. Just now the three people were still in the same hatred, and now the two of them even rolled away with the treasure

"Damn!" She looked at the shadow of Daoling running towards the golden 'color' channel, biting the moist red 'lips' and catching up with her black face.