Unparalleled Emperor

The space on the ninth floor is very spectacular, full of vigor and vitality, and a lot of energy is turned into a substance. A group of purple flowers flutter in the air.

It is definitely a rare place to be a blessing, and the outside world is eye-catching, but the ninth floor is not for anyone to come in. The pressure is terrible and there is a fuzzy rule!

And the power of this rule is terrible. Dao Ling just walked in and felt that the body was almost grated.

He ate a drop of life treasure, the whole body began to glow, the pores spit out the glow of the sun, and the vitality fluctuated. This drop of energy contained too much essence, and his mouth and nose were leaking an energy.

Dao Ling was in the air and climbed. He sipped and walked inside. The inner layer was very jealous of the ninth floor. He felt that the energy born between the heavens and the earth would be able to kill the flesh if it fell for a long time.

"No wonder the purple hair boy won't let me in. It's really not the place where people wait." Dao Ling's tongue, his body has blood marks, which is wiped out by the power of the rules!

However, he swallowed the treasure of life, and the body is full of energy to roll and repair the wound.

Dao Ling did not dare to run around inside, looking for a quick bluestone sitting, closing his eyes and starting to practice.

Outsiders would never dare to squat in it, because the rules of blasphemy are terrible, and people can be burned to death. But the dynasty is different. His physique has changed, but he quickly swallows the origin of this, and uses this energy to temper the body. .

The ninth floor is very large. There are some ancient temples in it. The walls overflow with the atmosphere of the years. I don’t know how many.

Some generations of Tianjiao have some inheritance on the ninth floor. Some people have gotten anti-theft ancient methods. Anyway, there are many people who have been made up, and they are all famous wizards between heaven and earth.

This piece of heaven and earth is also quite desolate. It is silent everywhere. In an ancient place, it is not calm. The thunder is deafening, accompanied by a smashing metal vibrato, just like hitting iron.

After ten days of dying, Dao Ling has been tempering the flesh, and his life in his body is very strong, and the skin overflows with the glory.

After another half a month, the energy of this world is madly gathered in the body of Dao Ling. He swallows faster and faster, and every inch of muscle is entwined.

His temperament rushed to the top, feeling that he touched a terrible limit, like the squatting sea, difficult to break through.

"It's the limit again." Dao Ling opened his eyes and continued his meditation for a month. With the constant energy in it, the speed of his cultivation can be described by leaps and bounds.

At this time, the totems of the tombs changed, and the green glow of the gods bloomed. The whole portrait was a spring of life, and it blended with the energy of the heavens and the earth, as if to break through the signs of the realm of the spirit.

"The source seems to be emitted from the front, I feel the fluctuations of the sea." He looked up the road ahead, stunned the fog, vaguely saw a terrible portal.

He got up and walked forward, and the pressure on it was still terrible. Especially the power of the rules could hurt the body. Even the terrible beasts didn't dare to stay too long, because the flesh would suffer trauma.

Dao Ling is not afraid, can quickly move the source of gas healing, this is his advantage.

He stopped and stopped, and after a few days, he approached the portal, showing how terrible the pressure was.

Dao Ling felt that he had practiced to the top, but he felt that he could break through, but he needed a chance.

And he feels that this time, he can only rely on his own potential to break the shackles, and the swallowing of the martial arts may reach the limit.

The front is a golden portal, like a golden sun burning, blazing, filled with horror fluctuations, accompanied by a great majesty, which seems to be a god's palace.

"A terrible place, is this the tenth floor?" Dao Ling was shocked and his eyes were hesitant. He felt that the energy of the psychic tower was radiated from it.

Moreover, the essence of the portal overflows, each one is very wonderful, there is a kind of endless charm!

"Cultivate!" Dao Ling clenched his fists, did not choose to go in, and wanted to refine this energy and temper the whole body.

This time, the tempering is more thorough. The five internal organs are like a dizzy glow, and the bones are crystal-clear, and the rhythm of the rhythm is heard. The root hair is radiant and shining. He is bathed in a golden glow and steps in!

One foot fell in the portal, and the tomb was covered with sweat and hair, and the cold sweat ran across the stream, and the legs were taken out quickly.

However, his movements were too slow. The portal burned like a round of fire. The inside was full of horror and awakening. It was like a sea of ​​rushing out and squatting on him.

"Oh..." Dao Ling spit out a large amount of blood, and the volley flew out. The whole body was blasted, blood was flowing, and one bone was cracked!

The world is changing dramatically, the rules are pressing, and you have to grind his flesh!

Dao Ling Daxie, blood-stained hair dance, he has long been prepared to swallow the life treasure, began to recover the wounds crazy, if it is later, it will be wiped out!

The cockroaches wrapped his body and repaired the wounds on his body. He was very hurt. The rules of the ninth floor had been immersed in the flesh.

He once again took a seat on the tenth floor of the portal, absorbed the endless energy, recovered the wound, and spent three days in total.

"Can't get in." Dao Ling sighed, it was terrible, if it was not spent on the ninth floor for a month, it was just killed.

"What is the root cause?" He scratched his head, and his heart would not give up so easily, but walked inside and wanted to see what was on the ninth floor.

After walking for a while, he saw an ancient temple. The bronze gates were rusted. I don’t know who built the building. It was unexpected to exist in it.

He touched his nose and tried to push the door in, but the door was too heavy and it was difficult to push it open.

"Right, just now Zifa said that there is a heritage here, it is estimated that some kind of opportunity is needed to push open." Dao Ling shook his head and sighed deep into it, hoping to get some inheritance.

There is an ancient pool in front, it is like a spring of life, but unfortunately the things inside have been taken away, and I have not dried up for many years.

Along the way, he saw a lot of ancient medicine fields. There were no exceptions to the things here. The rest was just a legacy. Most of them were taken away.

The more you walk inside, the rarer the ancient temple inside, but the ancient temple inside is very unusual, and the ancient temples on the outside are rusted. The inside is glamorous, and it is estimated to have been cast from unbearable ore.

"The inheritance here is definitely terrible." The Taoist tongue swayed in the inside for a few days. He came to the deepest place, and the five ancient temples stood in it, sacred and solemn, sprinkling a large piece of Jinhui, like the place where the gods lived.

At this time he came to the center of the center, this is an ancient temple, the ancient charm is full, giving the Taoling a familiar atmosphere.

His face was a joy, trying to push the door, and even pushed it away!

“Is there my inheritance here?” Dao Ling was pleasantly surprised, because he knew that the five ancient temples inside it were the most terrible, and there might be a shocking legacy.

To know that many of the geniuses in Xuanyu want to come here, it is obvious how terrible this inheritance is, which makes the ancient family's eyes red, but there are still many people who have not been taken away, showing how difficult it is.

The ancient hall is empty, but full of majestic atmosphere, like a dojo of the ancient great saint, Dao Ling feels the atmosphere in this match with himself.

He came to the depths of the hall and sighed. The inheritance was taken away. He saw a jade box, and something was taken away by outsiders~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Isn't this a pit person? The creation is gone, let me in. "Daoling frowned, very angry."

Then his eyes were in doubt, because once the inheritance was taken away, the ancient temple would not be closed. Why is this ancient temple still closed?

"Don't all of the people who took the possession on the same day take it away?" His fist was slightly gripped. In order to prove his guess, he went to the side door around him. He had to pick up the side door that was taken away, but what was inside? nothing.

Dao Ling feels that the side door should be a secondary inheritance, and the main hall is the true inheritance.

There is a courtyard inside, some thick old trees exist, he wanders around, sees the traces of being rummaged, he grins, others will not be so stupid, will definitely take away all the inheritance.

When I came to the deepest, Dao Ling looked at an alchemy room and shook my head. "Since someone came in, the alchemy room is such an important place, and certainly there is no drug."

He wants to turn his head and go, but the footsteps are involuntarily entered. The temperature inside is very flaming, and the jade shelves around are empty. Presumably things have been taken away, but there is a Dan furnace in the center.

The small face of Daolin was wrong. I didn’t expect to have a Dan furnace left. Didn’t the people who came in now take Dan furnace away?

"Don't the Dan furnace be too heavy, and the people who have come before have not taken it away?" He took the hoe, and the tomb went over, grabbed the lid with both hands, and used all his strength to open the Dan furnace.

Who knows that he almost fell and the lid was removed very easily. He looked at the lid and his face was black. When he heard it, he looked at the ground and saw a gold book full of fonts. The rogue glare, every ancient word lingers in the fire.

"Inheritance!" Dao Ling's face was overjoyed. When he was about to pick it up, he felt a terrible breath, and the cold hair on his body was upside down. The footsteps instantly retorted and felt the death crisis.