Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Thirty miles east from Black Skull City, near the edge of Black Skull Domain, is a huge mountain range covering an extremely wide area.

Perhaps it can be said that this Black Skull City was built against this huge mountain range.

The mountain range is called the Xuanyin Mountains. There are dense forests, but there is not much green. The leafy trees are all as black as black iron, giving the huge Xuanyin Mountains a deep dark brown color.

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When Tang Ling followed Mo Ling to the sky above the mountain range, the cold aura that hit him made the Xuantian Ice Record in his body move much faster.

It was midnight now, and the night shrouded the huge mountain range, and the cold moonlight poured down, covering the purpose of their trip with a light gauze, making it appear extraordinarily quiet and peaceful.

Whoosh!

In the silent sky, there was suddenly a very rapid sound of breaking wind, which immediately attracted the attention of the night-foraging monsters in the mountains. From time to time, huge roars were heard.

However, after feeling the roar of these monsters that caused the wind to break again, they rationally chose to be quiet.

In the Xuanyin Mountains near Black Skull City, the third- and fourth-level monsters are at the top, and the figures rushing towards Tang Ling in the sky are three powerful fighting kings.

Naturally, Tang Ling was not in the mood to pay too much attention to the three fighting kings coming towards him, but the three low-level fighting kings could not attract his attention at all.

The current situation was a little bit beyond his expectation.

After staying in the Black Skull City for more than two months, Tang Ling had some rough guesses about the unusual behavior of people coming and going in the city.

Now, the most troublesome thing is no longer the Granny Wu Kui who hides her true cultivation in Black Skull City, but the huge Xuanyin Mountains.

With ice-blue light shining in his bright eyes, Tang Ling looked around at the huge mountain range at his feet. As he looked around, after not getting the result he expected, his

Not only did I not feel relaxed at all, but I became even more vigilant.

Not a formation!

Although no trace of the formation was found in Black Skull City for more than two months, Tang Ling still attributed the unusual peace in Black Skull City to an extremely strange formation.

After all, it is able to smooth out the hostility in the hearts of those who come and go, and can unconsciously control the thinking of many powerful people. This is really difficult to explain except for the formation.

"There is no way that there are really the tombs of strong warriors in the Xuanyin Mountains..."

Tang Ling's eyes flashed crazily, and in front of him, Mo Ling greeted the three Black Skull City Fighting Kings, nodded to him, and continued to move forward quickly.

"Mr. Tang Ling, the entrance to the cemetery is not far away, please follow me!"

Tang Ling pursed his lips, hiding the icy blue luster in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he chose to continue moving forward with Mo Ling.

Now that he is here, he has no intention of going back. What's more, for him who is preparing to go to Zhongzhou, the complete Void Spirit Sword is also something he must get.

Although the current situation is somewhat beyond his expectation, at the moment, he is not without any solution.

Mo Ling's strength is very obvious. The Eight-Star Dou Huang and the souls that have reached the spiritual realm may be good and strong in this black angle realm, but in his opinion, they are still just ordinary.

Although behind them, Granny Wu, who was hiding her strength, was still following them silently, but she didn't have any trump cards.

However, now, Tang Ling has guessed the reason why Mo Ling is looking for him. Maybe the other party's target is not him at all, but he is just a key part of the other party's goal.

As Mo Ling continued to move forward, the color of the mountains at his feet became darker and darker under the moonlight.

And when the moonlight between heaven and earth was gradually disappearing, they finally arrived at their destination, a huge sky stream with no end in sight.

That sky stream, I don’t know how long it is. At a glance, it looks like nothingness and darkness that swallows everything. And in this sky stream that doesn’t know how deep it is, a variety of extremely terrifying cold air flows from the sky stream like a fountain.

Spurting out of it.

The cold air collided with each other, forming extremely terrifying turbulence and spatial cracks, which were densely covered in the sky stream, like a natural barrier, lying in front of Tang Ling's eyes.

"Here is..."

Looking at the Tianjian that appeared in front of him, Tang Ling's expression changed slightly. The location of the entrance to the cemetery that Mo Ling mentioned really made him a little surprised.

The gush of cold air was nothing in front of him. But among the turbulent currents, the space cracks hidden in the darkness made him feel a little troubled.

Under that kind of spatial turbulence, it is not as easy as imagined to avoid those cracks that can tear apart the strong men of Douzong.

"Yes, this is the real entrance to the Black Skull Tomb, Xuanyin Stream!"

A wisp of fragrance drifted into his nose. Tang Ling turned his head and glanced at Mo Ling, who was standing next to him. What came to his mind was what the former told them when he stopped them that day.

The Black Skull Tomb can be said to be a force, or it can be said to be a city, but strictly speaking, it is a tomb, a tomb of a strong warrior in the Fighting Saints as described by Mo Ling.

In the early years, a lucky man was chased to Xuanyin Stream. In desperation, he jumped down in order to survive.

Unexpectedly, not only was he not destined to die, but he found a black jade portal at the bottom of the gorge. After entering the black jade portal, the lucky man entered a huge tomb.

However, it was difficult for him to penetrate deep into the core. He only got some martial arts and fighting skills by chance on the periphery, and then relied on these peripheral martial arts and fighting skills to avenge his blood, and then created the Black Skull Tomb on the edge of the Xuanyin Mountains.

One force.

"Tomb Master, I wonder how we can get to the bottom of the stream?" Tang Ling asked curiously after looking at the scene in the Xuanyin stream.

Hearing this, Mo Ling, who was hidden behind the fang mask, chuckled lightly and slowly raised his white palm. With a flick of his palm, he saw a small, silvery ship-shaped object appear in his hand.

Then, Mo Ling tossed it casually, and as soon as the boat left his hand, it swelled up in the storm like a fish in the water. In just a few blinks, it transformed into a ten-foot-long fish in Tang Ling's astonished eyes.

wide vessel.

On the surface of the ship, traces of silver space power moved back and forth, looking extremely mysterious and magical.

"Tsk, tsk, the space ship, the owner of Mo Ling's tomb really opened Tang's eyes..." Looking at the changes in front of him, Tang Ling suddenly let out an exclamation, and looked at Mo Ling deeply.

Although he didn't know exactly how much a space ship cost, the necessity of passing through a space tunnel was so precious. Just thinking about it, he knew that it was extraordinary.

As a low-profile Black Skull Tomb in the Black Corner Territory, it not only has two powerful men in the spiritual realm, but also has a space ship. To say that Mo Ling is simply the owner of the Black Skull Tomb, Tang Ling is a

No one believes it.

However, these have nothing to do with him. As long as the other party does not take action against him, he will not pay attention to some small calculations and the other party's origin.

The purpose of his coming here is very simple, there is only one, and that is to get the complete version of the Void Spirit Sword!

As for the illusory Dou Sheng inheritance, just let it happen!

Compared with the inheritance of a Fighting Saint, he cares more about everything that the mysterious light wheel in his head brings to him.

From beginning to end, Tang Ling would never forget what could support him to reach the top.

"Sure enough, Mr. Tang Ling knows this space ship. It seems that his background is indeed extraordinary..." After hearing Tang Ling's words, Mo Ling's eyes lit up slightly and she stared at him silently.

Tang Ling smiled when he heard this, his face remained as usual, and his eyes met Mo Ling's eyes, calm and without any fluctuation.

After a long time, Mo Ling sighed quietly, looked away from Tang Ling, stepped into the space ship, and said softly: "My Black Skull Tomb has little financial resources, and this space ship is too small. Please don't mind, sir."

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"It doesn't matter! If Tang is lucky enough to ride on a space ship, why should he be picky?" Tang Ling spread his hands and immediately jumped into the ship.

When Tang Ling sat cross-legged at the stern of the ship, Mo Ling waved his hand, and a powerful energy flow poured into an energy input point on the bow. Immediately, the entire ship trembled slightly, and finally, a wave of

A thrust suddenly erupted from the stern of the ship.

With a hiss, the space ship turned into a silver light, steadily passing through the turbulent flow of space, and bursting towards the bottom of the empty and dark sky stream.

Breaking through the space turbulence in the stream, the space ship passed by the bottom of the stream and finally stopped on a slightly wider flat land.

And at the end of the flat land, on the cliff that juts upward, a thick black jade stone door shrouded in black mist appeared in Tang Ling's sight.

At this moment, there are many mottled marks on this very thick stone door, and there are a lot of gravel scattered around it, which is obviously caused by strong attacks.

Seeing Tang Ling looking at the stone gate, Mo Ling put away the space ship and explained: "As Mo Ling said that day, all the strong men from my Black Skull Tomb will explore this cemetery, and the traces on this stone gate,

It was the entrance that the first tomb owner dug out little by little with brute force when he arrived."

Tang Ling nodded and asked casually: "I have never asked the owner of the tomb. Your influence has been in the Xuanyin Mountains for so long. I think you have explored this tomb countless times. Didn't you reach the deepest point once?"

"Um……"

Mo Ling was silent for a moment after hearing this, and said softly: "Mr. Tang Ling has followed Mo Ling here, and Mo Ling has nothing to hide from Mr. Tang Ling."

"I'd like to hear the details..." Seeing that Mo Ling was willing to speak, Tang Ling naturally smiled and spoke.

"Over the years, some ancestors have indeed entered the core area, but except for one ancestor's tomb owner, all of them without exception died of bleeding on the way out!"

"Is it a soul fighting skill?" Tang Ling asked with a slight frown.

"That's right!" Mo Ling nodded and continued, "According to the message left by the ancestor before his death, there were hundreds of ethereal sword lights roaming in the core area. That ancestor had already reached the spiritual realm, and his strength had even reached

The Dou Huang was at his peak, but he only penetrated into the core area for a stick of incense before he was severely injured and unable to retreat. After that, he did not survive for three days and fell."

Tang Ling clicked his tongue in astonishment, and looked at Mo Ling with doubt in his eyes.

A strong man in the spiritual realm who was at the peak of Douhuang could only hold on for a stick of incense. Why did Mo Ling think that the two of them could enter it?

Even though Tang Ling had reached the middle stage of the spiritual realm, he still didn't have the slightest confidence that he could block the hundreds of ethereal sword lights.

However, since there are hundreds of ethereal sword lights, it seems that Mo Ling's statement about a complete ethereal sword in the tomb is not a lie.

Seemingly aware of Tang Ling's doubts, Mo Ling explained, "Mr. Tang Ling should be proficient in formations, right?"

Hearing this, Tang Ling nodded. He had no need to hide anything that day when he reversed the formation and saved Mo Ling.

"Sir, I don't know. According to my last investigation, the ethereal sword light shrouding the core area is probably a formation to protect inheritance." As he spoke, a black bag appeared in Mo Ling's hand, and he stared closely at it.

Looking at Tang Ling, he said, "Mr. Tang Ling should be familiar with this thing, right?"

"Soul bag?" Looking at the black bag on the white palm, Tang Ling was slightly startled, but then he realized it.

"There is actually a soul bag under that Yinhun Stream?"

You know, when he killed the clone of the Soul Palace protector outside the Holy City of Heavenly Snake, Tang Ling got a soul bag.

"No, Mo Ling got this from someone else!" Mo Ling shook his head and explained Tang Ling's doubts.

However, her words made Tang Ling even more surprised.

If he dares to take action against Soul Palace, does Mo Ling in front of him not know the details of Soul Palace, or does he have the confidence to not be afraid?

Regarding this, Tang Ling was more inclined to the first reason.

If you want to be fearless in the Soul Palace, Xiao Xun'er is probably the only one who has the confidence in this Dou Qi Continent.

Putting aside the speculation in his mind for the time being, Tang Ling frowned and asked: "As far as I know, the defense of this soul bag is not high, and it is impossible to resist the light of the Void Spirit Sword..."

After saying that, Tang Ling's heart moved. He looked at Mo Ling with complicated eyes, and his voice suddenly became indifferent and said: "Has the tomb owner made a decision?"

Sensing the change in Tang Ling's tone, Mo Ling shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a faint smile: "I'm afraid Mr. Tang Ling has misunderstood me, Black Skull Tomb. We are not a benevolent force. In this dark world,

There is only one force of conscience in the Jiao Territory, and the only one is Canaan College, isn't it?"

His voice was very calm, but when Mo Ling mentioned Canaan College, his tone inexplicably increased!

Tang Ling closed his eyes slightly, suppressed the murderous intention rising in his heart, looked at the huge stone door in front of him, and said calmly: "The matter of the tomb owner has nothing to do with Tang, but there are certain things that I hope the tomb owner knows how to do.

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Hearing this, Mo Lingjiao laughed out loud and said softly: "Sir, you misunderstood. Mo Ling doesn't have any ill intentions towards you and the others. I..."

"Stop talking, the owner of the tomb should lead the way!"

Mo Ling was interrupted by Tang Ling's indifferent voice and stared at him for a long time, then sighed softly and walked towards the stone gate.

"Sir, come with me..."