When Yang Linglong and Zhou qingday came back from shopping, when they saw Linghao's mouth bleeding, they were both furious. When Yu Ba saw them, he quickly told them the story.

"You go first, leave me alone."

Ling Hao stood up and said with a smile, "this old man, I'm trying to try my cultivation. I didn't expect that the pillow would come when I was really sleepy!"

"Husband, you can't cheat me. You're not his match at all."

Yang Linglong's eyes are slightly red, "so you want us to go first, and you will hold them back?"

Ling Hao hears the words, his body slightly shakes.

The witch! It's too smart.

That's right. How can he not know that the other side is daohuangjing. If he fights with it, the odds are too low!

"I won't go, who bullies you, I won't promise!" Yang Linglong draws out the jade sword. Her pretty face is full of perseverance.

"Me too!" Zhou qingday is just a heavy day for Daojun, but she doesn't feel scared. Maybe Ling Hao is here.

Seeing this, Zhang Yue laughed, "if you want to die, you should all die together. OK, I will help you."

His sleeve flicks lightly, the second daughter is hit to fly out, the blood spurts out like don't want money.

The kingdom of daohuang is so terrifying!

"Exquisite, sunny day!" Ling Hao roared, pulled out the king's sword and stabbed Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue smiled and held the sword between his fingers.

"Sword is a good weapon, but in your hand, it will make the Pearl dust!"

He flicked his wrist.

Linghao is shocked and flies out. He takes up the imperial soldiers and immediately sits in the place to heal.

Yun Feng and Xue Fei also felt it.

Naturally, they are not Zhang Yue's rivals.

Although both of them are the peak of Daojun, compared with daohuang, the difference between them is unspeakable.

The situation is critical. Zhang Yue goes to Ling Hao step by step. The killing opportunity in his eyes has reached its peak.

Now Ling Hao opens his eyes, a stream of light spreads out, forming a golden light curtain.

The golden light curtain covers the people around him, including Yunfeng, Xuefei, yanglinglong, zhouqingri and the Yu family.

This is Linghao's Yuanshen power, but it won't last long.

Seeing this, the four Dharma kings of chongtian Pavilion were stunned.

"What magic is this?"

Wang Huixin's beautiful eyes are stunned.

She couldn't see it.

Zhang Yue replied, "the ancient great magic, the secret skill of Yuanshen!" There was a trace of greed in his eyes.

"Today he must die, and there must be a legacy of the ancient strong."

"If we kill him, we will go further!"

After hearing this, the four Dharma kings were even more excited.

Zhang Yue frantically hit the golden light curtain with the sky striking staff.

Every time I hit, Linghao's face inside was a bit depressed.

One hour, only one hour. If we can't break this dead end, today's human life is hard to protect!

He was very anxious.

……

In the front hall of the city Lord's mansion, all the powerful men of the city Lord's mansion were summoned in rainy days.

"Everyone, Lord Ling is in danger now. He is the pride of our people. We should do something for him!"

When a big man heard what he said, he came out immediately and said to his chest, "ha ha, in the past, those foreigners always sneered at us, but after the Tianjiao conference, they didn't dare to sneer at us like this. For Ling, I'm convinced. It's rainy. What should I do?"

"Yes, as long as we can save Lord Ling, we are willing to do anything!"

"He deserves our respect!"

There are more than a few hundred people who are all human cultivators. At the moment, their eyes are full of fanaticism.

Rain show can not help feeling, he thought it would take a lot of talking, but the fact is unexpected.

"When you go to spread the news, you say that Tianjiao is trapped in the city Lord's mansion, and the other side is chongtian Pavilion."

Rain show said.

In this way, he wants to make things bigger. With Linghao's fame now and his contribution to the human race, the cultivators of the Tianlong Empire have long regarded him as a landmark figure.

He has difficulty. If he comes from a group, I believe that even the chongtian Pavilion of the hegemonic side should be weighed.

"Good."

"I'll hear from you!"

All of them nodded in succession.

Today they go out of the hall and fly to the center of the city.

He wants to spread the news.

The news spread all over Tianlong city like wind and sand, and even the neighboring city, Baique City, received the news.

In this era, there has been a secret technique of transmitting sound.

So even if the practitioners don't meet each other, they can also receive messages from each other.

Now, Baique City, South, badaozong, beside the cliff.

A middle-aged man stands with his hand in his hand.

In front of him are thousands of people who practice.

"Everyone, we are proud of our difficulties. If you are not afraid of death, please go to the battle with our patriarch!"

The sword shines in the sky.

The leader of the overlord clan.

The peak state of Daojun.

At the same time, this kind of phenomenon emerges in endlessly, the news has not spread to half an hour, and the neighboring four cities of Tianlong city have been spread.

They ran to Tianlong city at the same time.

On Xuanwu Street, the peddler who set up a stall on the side of the road could not help murmuring: "what day is it today? There are so many strange forces coming."