The bright red blood stained the earth, and one after another dragon warriors fell in a pool of blood.
They have recovered their bodies, and they are huge, but unfortunately, they are still no match for Ling Dao and Butterfly Dance.
Ling Dao's pair of fists swept in all directions, and the golden sword of the butterfly dance split the mountains and broke the mountains.
Ling Dao and Butterfly Dance joined forces and were invincible, even if they fought against fifty-eight Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists, they also had the absolute upper hand.
Later, the ground cracked, the ancient trees shattered, and the mountains collapsed.
There are young warriors of the dragon clan who are scared and want to flee for their lives, but unfortunately it is too late.
The fifty-eight Heavenly General Realm peak dragon clan warriors did not escape any of them, and all of them died in the field.
About twenty of them died under the Butterfly Dance Sword, and the rest all died under Ling Dao's fists.
It can be said that his pair of fists has unleashed a power that surpasses that of earth-grade weapons.
The twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists who surrendered to Ling Dao had long been frightened.
They also wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob, fish in troubled waters, and even wanted to kill both sides when Ling Dao and the dragon clan warriors were both defeated.
Unexpectedly, after the young martial artist of the dragon clan died, Ling Dao was still alive and well.
"Their blood dragon spirits, you can fuse as much as you can."
Ling Dao gasped and said, the previous battle seemed to be a one-sided slaughter, but in fact, he was still injured.
The attacks of one after another Heavenly General Realm peak dragon clan martial artists hit his body, if it weren't for his physical strength, I'm afraid his body would have been torn apart.
Fortunately, there was a hundred zhang blood dragon spirit body protector that helped him resist most of the damage.
The vibration of his internal organs and the severe pain in his body were nothing to him.
With the speed at which his body recovered, he could be healed as long as he rested for half an hour.
He cultivated the strength of the Savage Immortal, whether it was the strength of his physical body or the speed of recovery, he was far beyond the average martial artist.
Butterfly Dance didn't shirk, even if it fused with the blood dragon spirit.
Forty zhang, fifty zhang, sixty zhang, until eighty zhang, it stopped.
It's not that she doesn't want to continue to fuse the Blood Dragon Spirit, but when she reaches her limit, she can only master the Blood Dragon Spirit of eighty zhang.
She is only a sword cultivator, and her physical body is definitely not as good as Ling Dao, nor is she as good as Emperor Ao.
The stronger the physical body, the more vigorous the qi and blood, and the more blood dragon spirits can be fused.
There is also a situation where the dragon warrior can master more blood dragon spirits, and the purer the true dragon bloodline, the more blood dragon spirits can be mastered.
"Although Ling Dao's combat power is beyond our expectations, the remaining blood dragon spirits are not ours and their blood dragon spirits, if they add up, I am afraid that they are two hundred zhang long, even if she absorbs dozens of zhang, we still have more than a hundred zhang to divide, and the blood dragon spirits that each person can get are estimated to be more than ten zhang."
After the twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists were shocked, they slowly calmed down, looking at the blood dragon spirits beside Butterfly Dance, their eyes flashed with greedy brilliance.
I don't know who led the way, but one by one, they walked towards the corpse of the dragon warrior.
They have a deep understanding of the improvement of the strength of the blood dragon spirit, if each of them masters the blood dragon spirit more than ten zhang long, and encounters a martial artist who is only a few feet long, it is estimated that they can walk sideways.
Anyway, Ling Dao already has a hundred zhang blood dragon spirit, and Butterfly Dance also has an eighty zhang blood dragon spirit, and it is a waste for the remaining blood dragon spirit to dissipate.
"What do you want to do?"
Just as they were about to fuse the Blood Dragon Spirit, Ling Dao's voice rang out.
Even if Ling Dao's voice was not loud, it was deafening to them, and they stopped their movements one by one.
They didn't know what Ling Dao wanted to say or do, anyway, they didn't dare to mess around in front of Ling Dao.
"Young Master Ling, you see so many blood dragon spirits, what a pity it would be if they dissipated.
Anyway, you and that girl have mastered enough blood dragon spirits, and the rest will be given to us, how about we are surrendering to you, being your subordinate, you have to give us some soup to drink when you eat meat, right?"
One of the Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists replied with a smile, respectful on the surface, but what he thought in his heart, no one knew.
The other Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists nodded their heads in agreement, as long as they could get the Blood Dragon Spirit, they would grovel to Ling Dao for the time being, nothing.
Anyway, Ling Dao has no door and no faction, out of the Dragon Lord World, after returning to the Tianling Domain, they no longer need to be afraid of Ling Dao.
In order to wash away the current shame, they even wanted to kill Ling Dao.
As a genius of a big force, kneeling down to Ling Dao and surrendering to Ling Dao is an extremely humiliating thing.
"Now I know that you surrendered to me, when I fought with the dragon warriors, why didn't you know, or rather, you know, you just don't want to make a move, do you want to wait for us to lose, and then kill all of us, and then swallow all the blood dragon spirits alone, or do you want to sneak attack me in the process of my battle with the dragon warriors?"
Ling Dao's words made the twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists angry and frightened.
Unexpectedly, Ling Dao actually saw through their thoughts, the fifty-eight Heavenly General Realm peak dragon clan martial artists were not Ling Dao's opponents, if Ling Dao dealt with them, would they be able to escape Even if Ling Dao was smiling, they all felt cold and piercing, as if the Demon King was smiling at them, and they might kill them at any time.
Some Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists couldn't help but tremble, some Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists were thinking about how to deal with it, and some Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists even knelt on the ground.
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"I was wrong, I was obsessed, I will beat whoever Ling Gongzi beats in the future."
Some people knelt first, and then some people knelt down with the second, and then they knelt on the ground one by one.
Whether they really knew their mistake or were afraid that Ling Dao would kill them, they didn't dare to take it upon themselves to fuse the Blood Dragon Spirit anyway.
They could only count on Ling Dao's kindness now to give them the Blood Dragon Spirit.
"It's late, you don't have any credit this time, don't think about the blood dragon spirit, whoever dares to absorb one foot of the blood dragon spirit, I will let him splash three feet of blood" Ling Dao said in a cold voice, frightened the Heavenly General Realm peak martial artist closest to the Blood Dragon Spirit, and retreated again and again, and he knelt on the ground with his knees and retreated.
Some Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists were already regretting that Ling Dao was so powerful, they could get the Blood Dragon Spirit with a few symbolic hits before.
"Young Master Ling, these blood dragon spirits will dissipate soon, it's better to let us fuse first, and the next time we encounter an enemy, we will charge you into battle, how about it" A Heavenly General Realm peak martial artist said weakly, first explaining that the blood dragon spirit would dissipate if it did not fuse, and then in a flattering tone, he would ensure that he would work and contribute next time.
If they were someone else, maybe they would really spare them once, let them fuse the blood dragon spirit, and enhance their strength, but unfortunately, Ling Dao wouldn't.
"You are my slaves, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me, I can control the blood dragon spirit myself, why should I give it to you" Ling Dao's shameful smile made the faces of the twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists turn pale.
What they did made Ling Dao have an opinion, and now he directly said that they were slaves.
With their background, even if they are peerless geniuses of the Emperor Rank Force, they are not necessarily qualified to let them be slaves, why should Ling Dao be on top However, they didn't dare to argue with Ling Dao, let alone make enemies with Ling Dao.
In terms of guts, Ling Dao even dared to kill real dragons, their origins and backgrounds were nothing.
In terms of strength, Ling Dao could even kill fifty-eight Heavenly General Realm peak Dragon Clan martial artists, and even if they joined forces, there was only one way to die.
"Okay, we want to see how Ling Gongzi mastered these blood dragon spirits" There is a peak martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm who said angrily, what Ling Dao said is clearly a joke, even Butterfly Dance can only master the blood dragon spirit eighty zhang long.
You must know that Butterfly Dance can repel the prince of the True Dragon Clan with one sword, and Ling Dao can master the hundred-zhang long Blood Dragon Spirit, which must have reached the limit, and it is impossible to continue to fuse the Blood Dragon Spirit.
Ling Dao snorted coldly, causing the peak martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm who had just spoken to break out in a cold sweat, almost forgetting that Ling Dao was a killing god.
The other Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists didn't dare to say anything, but they obviously planned to see Ling Dao make a fool of himself.
It's just a pity that so many blood dragon spirits will soon dissipate one by one.
The blood is boiling, and the Ling Dao after the barbaric immortal power is in full operation, like a god and a demon.
One after another, the blood dragon spirits flew towards Ling Dao.
The twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists had already seen such a situation, and they didn't think it was strange, but Butterfly Dance didn't understand what was going on, and a trace of doubt flashed in her clear eyes.
The Baizhang Blood Dragon Spirit let out a roar like a real dragon, and its body was still getting bigger.
From one hundred zhang to one hundred and ten zhang, it was just a blink of an eye, and the increase of the blood dragon spirit did not end, but had just begun.
One hundred and twenty zhang, one hundred and thirty zhang, one hundred and forty zhang Not only were the twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists stunned, but Butterfly Dance even widened her beautiful eyes.
The butterfly dance at the peak of the Heavenly General Realm, eighty zhang blood dragon spirit is the limit, but the limit of Ling Dao far exceeds eighty zhang.
Even if it is two eighty zhang, it is not the limit of Ling Dao.
"Breakthrough" The Ling family had been in retreat and cultivation for several months, and now it was another series of battles, and Ling Dao had finally broken through to the peak of the Heavenly General Realm.
After the twelve Heavenly General Realm peak martial artists felt Ling Dao's breath, they all lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to their eyes.
Ling Dao in the late stage of the Heavenly General Realm, killing the peak martial artist of the Heavenly General Realm is as simple as pinching the ants to death.
Now, Ling Dao has broken through to the peak of the Heavenly General Realm, and his strength is definitely stronger.
No matter how much they hated Ling Dao in their hearts, anyway, in the Dragon Lord World, they didn't dare to be an enemy of Ling Dao.
What's more, Ling Dao's Blood Dragon Spirit had already broken through two hundred zhang, which was completely beyond their imagination.
"It's a pity, after all, a small part of the blood dragon spirit has dissipated, and it's only two hundred and ten zhang."
Ling Dao sighed with emotion, his face was regretful, and he felt that the blood dragon spirit was not enough.
One of the peak martial artists of the Heavenly General Realm held a boulder and slammed into it fiercely, only two hundred and ten zhang, what a shocking sentence.
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