Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

"Something seems wrong..."

Tang Ling looked at the compass in front of him, the light becoming more and more intense, and an unpleasant feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

It's just a compass used to detect bloodline, how could it make such a big noise? Looking at the fluctuations caused by the light beam now, it can't be much compared to the fight between the strong Dou Zun.

"Stop the compass quickly!"

Seeing that Lan Ji wanted to continue, Tang Ling hurriedly shouted.

At the same time, Lan Ji, who was a little sluggish because of the sky-reaching light beam, also came to her senses. But when she was about to use the seal to close the compass, she found that the compass in her hand was completely out of her control.

"I can't do it! This compass is running by itself and can't stop at all!"

"asshole!"

Tang Ling cursed secretly, waved his hand and sent Lan Ji a hundred feet away with fighting spirit, and then Xuantian ice flames poured out of his palm, turning into a giant pale flame hand, and slapped the blood-drawing compass with one palm.

"Crack, click, click..."

In the icy blue light pillar, there are already little golden light points flickering, and under this light pillar, deep cracks are visible on the compass that is already on the verge of collapse.

The moment Tang Ling's flaming palm captured the image, the compass reached its limit.

"Bang!"

At that moment, the compass exploded with a crackle. It was at this moment that the light pillar that was about to turn into a blue-gold color was pressed down by the pale fire hand.

"Crash..."

An extremely tyrannical pressure spread out from the pillar of light.

Under this pressure, Tang Ling snorted softly, and the fighting energy in his body instantly poured into the Xuantian Ice Flame.

In an instant, the temperature between heaven and earth dropped sharply, and pale white ice crystals actually condensed on the illusory light pillar.

Lan Ji, who was sent a hundred feet away by Tang Ling, felt the temperature of her whole body drop rapidly, and she couldn't help but shudder. The terrifying chill caused the fighting spirit in her body to stop moving, and even she even

My soul felt a deep sting of cold pain...

Along with this stinging pain, she deeply felt a kind of heavy pressure from the superior to the inferior, and a sense of awe naturally emerged. Her knees could not help but bend slightly, and she knelt down subconsciously.

He lay down.

"That's...the blue-gold bloodline..."

Lan Ji stared blankly at the beam of light pressed down by the ice crystals.

No matter how much bloodline she had in her body, she had the same bloodline as Tang Ling. That kind of coercion seemed too strong for him.

Tang Ling noticed Lan Ji's actions out of the corner of his eye, and felt a little shocked in his heart. At the same time, he slapped the frozen light beam with his palm again, completely shattering it and dissipating it, and then he appeared in a flash.

Beside Lan Ji.

He casually grabbed the latter's arm, and after thinking about it in a low voice, the ice dragon at his feet disappeared from the spot.

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Behind a stick of incense, there is a hidden sand dune.

"Lan Ji pays homage to Mr. Tang Ling!"

As soon as Tang Ling brought her here and her feet touched the ground, Lan Ji bowed deeply to Tang Ling. The bloodline beam just now made her have to be so fierce even though Tang Ling was not even a fighter.

treatment.

Seeing this scene, Tang Ling just nodded lightly. After he waved his hands to set up a concealment formation around the two people, and then dispersed a ray of soul perception, he asked in a deep voice: "Tell me the truth, your clan

Is the internal blood test making as much noise as before?"

"What happened before?"

Lan Ji blinked in confusion, and then realized the meaning of Tang Ling's words, and said quickly: "That's not true. It's just that when the clan tests the blood of clan members, the clan members with the strongest blood can only cause

It's light silver, not, not like Mr., like this..."

"Light silver..."

Tang Ling muttered secretly in his heart, but he did not ask more about it, but asked again: "Then what does the pale silver light beam in your clan look like?"

"It's light silver..." Lan Ji frowned slightly and said as if recalling, "I remember that the light at that time was very soft, and it should have been about ten feet tall..."

"Haha, Zhang Xu!"

Tang Ling sneered when he heard this, already understanding in his heart.

The previous blood-drawing compass must have been tampered with, otherwise how could it cause such a big movement?

Although this kind of hands and feet are simple but extremely secretive, it is difficult for him to detect abnormalities during inspection. After all, this is a method of amplifying the light, which is fundamentally different from the danger and conspiracy he thought.

Especially when Tang Ling finally took action to erase the light beam, the pressure that erupted from the light column was not just the pressure brought by the blood in his body.

There is also a type of alien pressure that is very rare, but is extremely high and pure in nature. And this pressure definitely does not come from the bloodline of the Ice Spirit Tribe!

"Who on earth wants to see me detect blood fluctuations?"

Tang Ling was thinking secretly in his heart. The purpose of this compass was obvious, which was to cause strong fluctuations when he tested his bloodline so that others could notice it.

But what is the purpose of the other party doing this?

Could it be that he wanted the peak Dou Zun to find him?

Tang Ling looked dimly in the direction they came from. Where he and Lan Ji had just tested their bloodline, an old man with peak strength was looking around with a gloomy expression.

"Lan Ji, who gave you this blood-drawing compass?"

Seeing Tang Ling speak again, Lan Ji felt relieved subconsciously. The former had been silent after sneering before, and the pressure was too great.

She was not surprised at Tang Ling's question.

The current situation, through the previous conversation, had now come to her mind. However, she had other views on Tang Ling's suspicion.

"Mr. Tang Ling, the person who handed this compass into my hands that day was Elder Bingshu, the elder in charge of the clan."

"Bingshu? Woman?" Tang Ling was slightly startled and looked at Lan Ji in astonishment.

"Yes! Although Elder Bingshu is a woman, she is one of the three strongest people in our clan. She has always been responsible for everything in the clan." Lan Ji was confused, but she remained honest.

replied.

According to Bingshu's words when she sent her away from the clan, as long as Tang Ling could pass the verification, no matter what she was asked to do, she would do it completely.

It's just asking about something, what can she hide...

On the other hand, when Tang Ling saw that the other party spoke calmly, he became even more confused for a moment.

Since it was a woman who handed the compass to Lan Ji, who was the old man who appeared there at this time?

"How strong is your elder Bingshu?"

"Sir, you are joking. With my strength, how can I possibly know the elder's true strength..." Lan Ji smiled awkwardly.

Hearing this, Tang Ling was also stunned, and then waved his hand helplessly.

The matter of the compass may have something to do with Bingshu, but it is definitely not the means by which he sat down.

As for the old man at the peak of Dou Zun, maybe he thought too much, and the other party probably had nothing to do with the compass.

but……

Not to mention the Far North, so many things had already happened before he even entered the Soul Cemetery.

As for the tribesmen in this far north, the decline of their bloodline seems to be too abnormal.

How long did it take for the Ice Tribe to migrate here? It only takes more than a thousand years at most!

More than a thousand years is actually not a long time for a race of Dou Emperor bloodline...

Look at the inheritance of the imperial clans in Zhongzhou from generation to generation. Although the bloodline has gradually weakened over thousands of years, there is not such a big gap.

besides……

Tang Ling glanced at Lan Ji, who had never mentioned the word clan leader. Is it possible that these clansmen, who have moved here for so many years, still recognize the clan leader, Xuanbing Saint?

Just looking at it like this, he suddenly remembered that when he was in contact with the other party before, he felt the strangeness of the other party's armor, so he asked: "Lan Ji, what is the heavy armor on your body?"

Lan Ji smiled when she heard this, but did not speak. She just raised her palm and pressed it on her chest.

Then Tang Ling saw that as a strong water-attribute fighting spirit poured into the heavy armor from his palm, the blue heavy armor that had been covering Lan Ji's body suddenly began to squirm strangely like a living creature.

After a while, just a few breaths, Lan Ji's heavy armor gathered into a dark blue shape with more than ten short tentacles on the edge... sunflower?

At the same time, the aura on Lan Ji's body also changed. The rich water-attribute aura that she originally showed disappeared, and was replaced by an ice-attribute aura that exuded a light chill.

"This is……"

He looked at the sunflower in Lan Ji's hand in disbelief. At this point, how could Tang Ling not know that this was the key to changing Lan Ji's ice-attribute aura into water-attribute aura.

Maybe it's not just Lan Ji, the middle-aged woman who died in the mouth of the evil spirit before may also have such a existence.

"This is a creature that comes from the depths of the boundless ice sea. We call it an ice water anemone. Although this ice water anemone is also a living thing, it has almost no mental existence, so it is easy to be controlled by us. As for it

The function and effect, sir, should have been guessed. After the ice fighting energy passes through the ice water sea anemone, it will turn into a kind of water attribute fighting spirit..."

"Ice water sea anemone...Is this the reason why you have been hiding for so many years and have been active in Dou Qi Continent without being discovered..." Regarding the ice water sea anemone in Lan Ji's hand, Tang Ling had to sigh at the creation of heaven and earth.

Strange.

"Exactly so!"

Lan Ji nodded, and after pondering for a moment, she asked tentatively: "Sir, what are your plans next? Can you come back to the clan with me?"

"Inside the Hui clan?"

Tang Ling glanced at Lan Ji in surprise and asked in astonishment: "Didn't you use the soul-enchanting seal at the entrance to the Soul Cemetery before? Aren't you curious why those evil spirits attacked you again later?"

Hearing this, Lan Ji was obviously startled, and asked in an unbelieving tone: "Sir, do you mean there is something wrong with the soul-enchanting seal?"

"Otherwise?" Tang Ling asked with a faint smile.

Hearing Tang Ling's words, Lan Ji fell silent for a moment. It's not that she hadn't thought about this possibility, but she didn't want to think about it.

The soul-enchanting seal, not to mention her and the middle-aged woman, even if all the clan members outside were added together, there was only one in the hands of the middle-aged woman!

If there is really something wrong with the Soul Confused Seal, it means that there is almost no possibility for them to pass through the Soul Cemetery.

Moreover, as a means of traveling through the soul graveyard unimpeded, the clan only has a small number of them. Likewise, they will not be placed too many in the hands of low-strength disciples from the outside world.

Among all the foreign disciples, placing the only one in Yinhai City, the last place before the soul graveyard, is undoubtedly the best choice.

This point, even though she had a mission to stay in Yinhai City, she never asked the middle-aged woman for it.

Because she knew that the Soul Confused Seal was not within her reach.

"Did you know that right where we were just now, there is an old guy at the peak of Dou Zun, who is searching for traces of us..." Seeing Lan Ji's silence, Tang Ling added another layer of anger to her.

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"Old man at the peak of Dou Zun...Elder Lingmi..." Lan Ji murmured subconsciously.

"Lingmi, is that the old guy's name?" Tang Ling nodded and said, "Looking at the other party, it seems that the traitor in your clan is this elder Lingmi."

Lan Ji had a wry smile on her face and wanted to deny Tang Ling's words, but she didn't have any reason to say so.

There are not many people who can touch the Soul Seal, and even less people who can manipulate it. Elder Lingmi sits deep in the Soul Cemetery and has been guarding the Styx River for a long time.

It can be said that every time someone returns to the clan, the Soul Confused Seal will return to the opponent's hands. If he wants to do anything with the Soul Confused Seal, it is really the simplest.

Not to mention, what the middle-aged woman told her before, that the people in the Soul Palace were able to find the existence of Tongming River without anyone being injured under Ling Mi's guard. Without him, it would have been impossible.

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Then again, Tang Ling wasn't very interested in whether Ling Mi was a traitor. What he was most curious about now was the information about the Soul Cemetery and the Far North.

Seeing that Lan Ji was gradually coming back to her senses, she asked, "We'll talk about the traitor later. What's going on with Bai Li now? Do you know?"

Hearing Tang Ling's words, Lan Ji calmed down, shook her head and said, "It's been a year since I left the clan, and I don't know the current situation of Master Bai Li."

Hearing this, even though Tang Ling had expected it, he still couldn't help but sigh. These tribesmen living in seclusion in the far north were not as peaceful as he imagined.

It is unknown whether the traitors and the black hands behind them have only begun to appear in recent years, or whether they have existed as far back as the Black Ice Realm. Bai Li has been here for a year, and if someone is really harmful to her, she does not know who she is.

Can you retreat safely?