Chapter 192

This team of people are not weak. They have blood light on their bodies. I don't know how many people they have killed. There is a heavy smell of blood,.

At this time, a teenager came in and killed one of them, which made them all angry.

"Who are you? Dare to kill our people!" A young man strode forward, Lenglie said, with a heavy murderous spirit on his body.

"Aren't you looking for me?" Daoling's indifferent opening.

"Looking for you?" A group of people were a little suspicious, while the young man said in a harsh voice, "are you the man of the local division?"

They just know that they are ordered to kill this street and can't let anyone close. They don't know the specific reason, but they can guess that it is related to the local division.

"It seems that you don't know anything!" A trace of killing light flashed in Daoling's eyes. The soles of his feet suddenly stamped on the ground, and a spear on the ground soared up.

Daoling's long hair was all over his head, and he danced wildly, holding a spear in the air. The golden blood gas broke out all over his body, which was dazzling and burning.

Wheeze!

The spear pierced the vacuum, accompanied by the overwhelming blood gas, and the vacuum trembled everywhere.

"No!" The young man roared with fear. He was suppressed by this blood and could not move. He felt terrible dignity. It seemed that a young god was attacking, and he was unmatched!

The young man's chest was pierced, and the blood arrow vomited out, and his body also exploded.

"What?" The 'color' of the faces around changed greatly, and Daoling's speed was faster.

He was like a golden 'color' lightning, holding a spear and dancing, like the wind in the sky, but he was sweeping the sky and earth!

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The three people present were cut off at the waist, without any mud and water, and their blood gas was evaporated dry, which was extremely terrible.

The last one's expression was startled. He suddenly offered a golden 'color' War spear and stabbed Daoling's neck to nail him.

This golden 'color' War spear blooms divine glow, dazzling, tearing the vacuum, and its power is not weaker than that of Taoist instruments. It is a rare treasure.

"Get out!" Daoling roared, and the golden 'color' fist was burning. With fierce blood, he raised his fist and blasted it on the spear. It was extremely powerful!

With a clank, the golden 'color' War spear buzzed, and his fist was in front contact with it, like two pieces of ore hitting together, but the golden 'color' War spear actually bent.

Daoling roared and danced wildly with black hair all over his head. The rumbling vibration in his body was like a mountain torrent. The second punch hit out, and the shocked golden 'color' War spear cracked, and pieces of gravel flew around.

"Poof!" The man vomited blood and was almost shocked to death. His eyes were afraid. He didn't expect that the boy was so strong that he shook his treasure. This * * was terrible.

"Boy, I'm from Wu Temple. I advise you to stop now, or you won't live!" He shouted in a deep voice.

Daoling strode forward, and his blood ran like a golden God of war. He flew out with a spear in his hand and nailed him to death in the street.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Daoling clenched his fist and looked at the dead innocent. His fist was tighter, and there was a terrible anger burning.

"Brother Daoling..."

A scream exploded, and the little 'female' child hiding in the broken wall finally saw the murderous look, and she ran out and rushed up.

"Are you?" Dao Ling frowned. He 'touched' the head of the little 'female' child, and saw a face carved with pink 'Jade', remembering that he was a famous waste in a civilian area. Of course, no one knew it.

Even this little 'female' child knew that her eyes were full of tears, and she was very afraid. She shivered and said in a trembling voice, "these bad guys killed Grandpa, woo woo..."

"This is old man Zhang." Daoling's nose was sour, and his eyes fell on the old man. He recognized this man. Old man Zhang had been living here, and depended on his grandson 'daughter', but he encountered such a catastrophe.

The little 'female' child has been crying, and Daoling can't call her name. Soon she fainted through crying.

"Sleep." Daoling 'touched' the head of the little 'female' child, got up and left here, and returned to his former residence again.

"Since the lame father came here, and was not aware of the specific location by the strong of the martial hall, they just found out the general location." Daoling thought of something and muttered to himself. Maybe the lame left something he didn't want Wu Dian to know!

He sat on the ground, and the spirit surged out, wrapping the whole house. His mind was empty, and he felt carefully.

The spirit came and swept back many times and found nothing. He wrinkled and was not impatient. His mind became more and more ethereal. Faintly, he felt a palpitation in his blood.

"Here!" Daoling's eyes swept a trace of divine light, his body appeared next to the blood on the ground, and his palm touched it.

This drop of blood touched the finger, as if it gave birth to wisdom, and evaporated all at once.

Daoling's fist was instantly clenched, and the bloody ground was actually cracked.

There seems to be a dark space, with a book and a 'Jade' bottle.

This' Jade 'bottle looks very old, but it is made of stone skin. It looks very strange. Daoling trembled and said, "the lame father must be fine. Since he can leave something and has not been noticed by the strong in the martial hall, there must be a way to get out!"

His tight mind relaxed a lot, but he was not sure. He quickly picked up the 'Jade' bottle and stared at the book.

This is a stone book!

The leather is old and gray, with inexplicable lines. I don't know what it is made of, which gives Daoling an inexplicable smell.

He opened the first stone page and 'revealed' ancient gold, iron hook and silver stroke, vigorous as a dragon. Every word contains the mystery of heaven and earth, which is extremely ancient.

And every word contains the general trend of heaven and earth!

After reading for a few eyes, Daoling's face 'color' changed abruptly, which seemed to be a local book!

The origin of the earth book is too old, and no one may know it now. Some people say it is bred in the abyss ancient mine, and others say it is bred in the Kaitian era. Anyway, there are many sayings, all of which are extraordinary.

In order to become a famous local master, the local book is essential. Just now Daoling just looked at the opening, he felt terrible.

"This is the book of the lame father!" Dao Ling's fist was clenched. He left the local book, indicating that he was in a very dangerous situation. Otherwise, he would not leave the most precious local book here.

His fists were clenched, and his face was expressionless. There was a vague sense of killing spreading. The * * of the inner strong was becoming stronger and stronger, with an unprecedented desire.

A bamboo as white as' Jade 'fluttered out, manifesting a little' girl 'in' flower 'clothes. She was holy and flawless, her face was like' Jade ', her big eyes were dark, and she looked at the boy sitting on the ground without saying a word.

The little girl in flower clothes walked over very worried, shook his arm with her small hand, and said vaguely, "brother, you seem to be in a bad mood. What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Daoling's silent mind turned around, looking at the green bamboo and said, "it's all right. How did you come out? Didn't you let you manifest your spirit?"

Qingzhu's brilliant smile, without any intention, was pure and flawless. Her bright and flexible big eyes looked around and said happily, "it's so good outside that I don't want to stay in bamboo."

"When you become a spiritual body, you can stay outside as long as you want. Go in quickly. If you stay outside for a long time, you will lose your aura."

Green bamboo tilted her neck and thought for a while. She felt it was reasonable. She pouted and said, "Oh, OK."

Her spiritual body is broken and integrated into the bamboo. Daoling holds the bamboo and can feel the surging energy flowing in the bamboo. Once released, it is absolutely terrible.

"How good it is to be carefree." Dao Ling rubbed the palm of his hand against the bamboo body, and then put it away. His blood gas surged wildly all over his body, and his sense of war was overwhelming, muttering to himself.

"I think I should do something!"