Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Hearing this, Hua Ming and others also frowned, feeling a little more uneasy.

When Ming Lao Yao saw this scene that day, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled strangely into the void in front of him: "Your Excellency, please show up!"

"laugh!"

As the old demon Tian Ming finished speaking, the unprecedented creature in front of him began to squirm slowly under the gaze of everyone.

Immediately, the valley was filled with a deep and cold aura, which spread rapidly from the void like a tide. In an instant, it shocked the entire mountain range where Huazong was located, including the formations protecting it.

Fadu has become a bit distant and about to fall.

"Fighting Saint?!"

Sensing the aura that seemed to shake up the world, Hua Ming and Huaying's expressions instantly became gloomy and tense. Their eyes were fixed on the void that looked like a lake, and they whispered: "This aura,

They are from the Soul Palace!"

"Hehe, Tian Ming, I have already said that this Huazong will be in ruins sooner or later. Why do you waste so much time talking nonsense with these two women?"

The billowing black mist spread out in the void, and an old figure slowly emerged under the gaze of many eyes. At the same time, a sneer full of disdain also sounded.

Hearing this strange laughter, Hua Ying felt a flash of anger in her heart, and her eyes flashed with awe, and she sneered: "The Soul Palace has such a loud tone, do you really think that Hua Zong is made of mud?"

"Hehe, a little half-saint actually dares to be so arrogant. I haven't been around Zhongzhou for a long time, and now not many people know my name..." The person from the Soul Palace chuckled lightly, glanced at the Huazong people, and licked

Licking his lips, "I just don't know if your strength is as tough as your mouth!"

Hearing this, Hua Ying opened her mouth and wanted to say more, but Hua Ming had already taken a step forward, staring at the person in the Soul Palace with thoughtful eyes.

An old demon named Tian Ming deserves to be dealt with carefully by the two sisters.

Now a soul palace fighting saint suddenly appeared... Hua Ming couldn't help but clenched her palms hard under her sleeves.

With such a lineup, even if she awakens the ancestors in the sect who have gone into seclusion, she still has no ability to compete.

Moreover, Hua Ming could feel that among the people in the Hua Sect behind her, with the appearance of the Soul Palace Fighting Saint, some of the disciples and even the elders in the sect turned slightly pale.

"Hua Ming, now, do you still need to reconsider the conditions I mentioned before?" Seeing this, the old demon Tianming had a strange smile on his face and said sinisterly.

Hua Ming's face was gloomy, and the fingertips of the palms in her sleeves were deeply embedded in her palms.

"Sister, there is no point in admitting defeat. With the methods of Soul Palace and Tianming Sect, it is impossible for us to continue to exist." Hua Ying's cheeks were cold, and her eyes flashed with coldness. "Now, except for fighting to the end, we have no choice but to fight to the end."

Any way out."

Even so, she still has hope in her heart.

A few days ago, when they learned about Tianming Sect's movements, they sent a letter to inform Burning Flame Valley. Now that things have happened, they may not have no chance!

"call……"

Hua Ming took a breath, but there was no trace on her face, and she smiled bitterly in her heart.

How could she not understand this truth? What she was afraid of were the Huazong disciples. In such a situation, the situation might be worse than everyone thought.

…

"Boom!"

There was a commotion between heaven and earth, and the space was trembling violently at this moment.

Amidst such fluctuations, strange ripples suddenly appeared around the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint.

These ripples faintly merged into an invisible figure that was a thousand feet tall. If you look carefully, you will find that this figure looks exactly like the Demon Saint of Huangquan.

However, facing this figure, Tang Ling felt a terrifying feeling of confronting this small world.

"This is... Dharmakaya?"

Tang Ling took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the Demon Saint of Underworld had such methods.

Over the years, it's not like he hasn't seen others use such methods.

For example, the Yan Shen of the Burning Flame Valley, the afterimage of the Heavenly Snake in the former Heavenly Snake Mansion, and even the holy elephant summoned by Bai Li and the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan all seemed to be a method similar to the Supreme Dharmakaya.

However, this was the first time that he faced the body of a powerful quasi-emperor. Even though this quasi-emperor only had a trace of his soul left, his terrifying power made Tang Ling feel that he couldn't even raise his hand.

The great pressure of hardship.

At the same time, the invisible Demon Saint's true form transformed by the sound waves in the sky slowly lowered his head, locking his smiling eyes on Tang Ling in the distance. His mouth slowly opened, and a line of ancient aura came out.

Syllable, like a thunder dragon that shuttled out from the layers of thunderclouds, suddenly revealed its plastic surgery appearance.

"Moo!"

With one word blurted out, the invisible Demon Saint and True God collapsed instantly, and at the same time, the space where Tang Ling was located collapsed at the same time.

Tang Ling could clearly see with his naked eyes that space was peeling away from the void inch by inch. Silently, an almost destructive sound wave surge surged towards him at a speed close to that of light.

This was not the first time he had seen such a speedy attack. At this terrifying speed, Tang Ling's thinking was extremely clear at this time.

The attack came extremely quickly, and was like a devastating natural disaster.

The sound wave did not make any sound, but it was like spring rain, soundlessly turning all the places it passed into nothingness, leaving only patches of pitch-black light.

Looking up at the sonic attack from top to bottom, Tang Ling didn't respond at all. He just stood there quietly, not even moving his feet. And the spiritual formation that blocked the entire world

, there is no trace of any operation at this time.

Seeing this scene, the demon saint of the underworld who had displayed the wrath of the underworld also flashed a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He swayed and sat back on the throne, and slowly and softly spoke: "As expected of a descendant of the Ice Clan, just...

This determination has surpassed countless people!"

"Buzz!"

The sonic attack came down. At this moment, Tang Ling slowly closed his eyes, opened his arms slightly, stepped forward, and faced him without any defense.

After a long time, when the sonic attack of Huangquan's wrath dissipated, the Demon Saint of Huangquan slowly lowered his head, looked at the dark and empty space, and said softly: "Do you feel it?"

As soon as the words fell, a white flame slowly emerged in the void, and in the blink of an eye, Tang Ling's soul body appeared in this space again.

His body looked much more unreal than before, and he frowned slightly, as if he was remembering something.

After a while, he seemed to have heard Huangquan Demon Saint's inquiry. He shook his head slightly and said, "It's a very strange feeling. Is that the difference between the imperial realm and the heavenly realm?"

Hearing this, the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in astonishment and smiled bitterly.

His previous question was originally out of curiosity, but he didn't expect Tang Ling to actually give him the answer.

"Oh, now even if you don't say that you are from the Ice Tribe, I won't believe you."

As he finished speaking, a flash of memory flashed in the eyes of Demon Saint Huangquan, "Now that I think about it, in the entire Dou Qi Continent, you are the only ones who truly stand at the pinnacle of souls, both in terms of strength and talent."

Tang Ling was startled, then smiled slightly, walked through the void step by step to the front of the mountain, saluted the Demon Saint of the Underworld on the throne of the mountain, and said, "I would also like to thank the senior Demon Saint for his guidance."

"It's nothing... I'm just repaying the kindness of your seniors' guidance in the past..." Looking at Tang Ling's current state, a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the remnant soul of the Underworld Demon Saint, and he said, "But I am

I never expected that from that Underworld Wrath move, you not only discovered the difference between the Imperial Realm and the Heavenly Realm, but the injuries you suffered were much lighter than I expected."

At this point, his eyes fell on the Xuantian ice flames dancing around Tang Ling, and he asked curiously: "Is it because of this white flame that is comparable to a strange fire?"

He could clearly feel the extreme cold air coming from the Xuantian Ice Flame. The terrifying power was definitely not inferior to any of the strange fires at the top of the list of strange fires.

The reason why he believed Tang Ling's words about the Ice Clan was precisely because of the terrifying cold air on Xuantian's ice flames.

Is it possible that some people really think that with the terrifying power of the Xuantian Ice Flame, ordinary people can refine it?

Extremely cold fire is much more difficult to refine than strange fire!

You can also rely on some extremely cold things to suppress the strange fire.

How do you suppress the extreme cold fire?

Relying on strange fire? Haha, if a strong man with the ice attribute puts himself in the strange fire, his own strength will be suppressed far more than the extreme cold fire.

Tang Ling nodded when he heard this, but did not explain anything about Xuantian Bingyan.

He didn't know what connection the Underworld Demon Saint had with their Ice Tribe ancestors. If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't felt any murderous intention from the Underworld's wrath before, and he was protected by the Xuantian Ice Wheel, he might not have dared to directly use his body to protect himself.

Resist hard.

However, it was by facing Huang Quan's wrath head-on that Tang Ling finally gained a very small understanding of the Imperial Realm.

Perhaps it can be said that this strike of Underworld's Wrath is more like an introduction, an introduction to Tang Ling's mind about the origin of the soul of the owner of the Soul Cemetery.

Yes, under the attack of Huang Quan's wrath, the silk of Emperor Realm origin obtained in the Soul Cemetery that day was finally absorbed and refined by Tang Ling.

After refining the origin of the Silk Emperor Realm, although he still had little knowledge of the Emperor Realm, the strength of the Heavenly Realm's Great Perfection had been greatly stabilized.

Just like before, he could barely exert his strength close to that of a Three-Star Fighting Saint by relying on his soul power. Now, he can rely on his soul power to exert the strength of a Three-Star Fighting Saint at any time.

Although this progress may not seem obvious, Tang Ling knew that he was on the right path by choosing Soul.

If he wants to take the road of Dou Qi, he now has to face the barriers of the ninth rank of Dou Zun, Half Saint, and Dou Saint, which are even more difficult to improve.

But the soul is completely opposite. Now he is on the last step before reaching the imperial realm.

As long as he can catch up with the strength of the spiritual formation, he will have the strength to conquer the Dou Qi Continent in a very short time.

Thinking about this, Tang Ling pondered for a moment and then asked: "Senior, I wonder if..."

Before Tang Ling finished speaking, the Underworld Demon Saint interrupted him with a wave of his hand. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. He slowly leaned back on the throne and said with some sadness: "Over the years, you are

The first person who can withstand the wrath of the underworld, and you are also a descendant of the Ice Tribe who gave me guidance in the past..."

After saying this, Tang Ling couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart. All the foreshadowing in the past meant that the result might not be as expected.

really……

"However, how to break through from the Heaven Realm to the Imperial Realm is something I cannot explain to you clearly in words."

"Is there really no other way?" Tang Ling still refused to give up.

"Why are you so anxious?" Demon Saint Huangquan was very puzzled by Tang Ling's urgency.

From what he felt, Tang Ling's state of perfect heaven was not stable before the fight with him. It was obviously just forcibly raised by external forces.

Under the current circumstances, even if there really was a way to break through to the Imperial Realm, he wouldn't be able to do it if told.

If you don’t accumulate small steps, you can’t reach a thousand miles!

How can you climb to the top if your foundation is unstable?

He believed that Tang Ling was able to reach this point because he absolutely understood this truth.

After hearing the words of the Underworld Demon Saint, Tang Ling didn't know what he was thinking, so he immediately told some of the Soul Clan's plans without any further concealment.

"Soul clan..."

Demon Saint Huang Quan's eyes were incomprehensible. After a long time, he sighed quietly and said: "In this world, Dou Emperor will probably never appear again. How can it be so easy to break through with blood sacrifice..."

Hearing this, Tang Ling nodded slightly, but did not tell him about the Origin Qi and the Emperor's Pill.

However, seeing Tang Ling's reaction, Demon Saint Huangquan became curious and asked, "Why, aren't you curious why I said that?"

But as soon as the words came out, he suddenly said: "Yes, from the Ice Tribe, I guess that senior must have reached the last step and become unavailable!"

Tang Ling blinked when he heard the words, and after thinking for a moment, he finally told him about the Origin Qi. The predecessor had passed away, so why not let him know the cause and effect, since it would not have any impact on the overall situation anyway.

"Origin Qi?"

The Demon Saint of Huangquan was startled, frowning slightly as if he was recalling something. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at the endless void. A faint voice sounded: "No wonder I felt that there was something missing between the world and the world. It turns out that there is something missing."

Is this the source of energy you are talking about..."

Tang Ling nodded lightly, the Dou Qi Continent was very strong, and it was precisely because the Dou Qi Continent was so strong that the origin of this world's energy disappeared, leaving no way for those who came after.

The Demon Saint of Huangquan sighed softly, looked at Tang Ling, and said: "If you want to break through from the heaven realm to the emperor realm, I have nothing to help you. But if I tell you about the emperor realm, I can do it. I don't know.

Are you interested in listening to this old guy like me?"