"Stronger than them?" Ling Dao's eyes widened, and he asked in disbelief, "You mean, you can make me a Heavenly Lord stronger than a group of Daoist Lords? How is that possible?"
The gap between Tianjun and Daojun, Ling Dao knew in his heart, thousands of Tianjun is not an opponent of Daojun. Because of this, Ling Dao thought that he had heard it wrong, Tianjun could not be the opponent of Daojun at all, not to mention that there were not one or two Daojun from the various emperor rank forces.
"Are you kidding? Tianjun will be our opponent?"
"Crazy, I think you are crazy, if Tianjun can beat Daojun, then why should we practice?"
"Don't + think that you are the soldier soul of the emperor soldier, so you can talk nonsense, can you treat us as fools?"
One Taoist monarch after another laughed and said, I have seen warriors boasting, but I have never seen emperor soldiers bragging like this. They have cultivated step by step from the realm of Tianjun to the current realm, and they are not unclear about the strength of Tianjun. Even if the soldier soul of Wanshou Pagoda has the means to make Ling Dao stronger, it must be limited.
If it is said that the soldier soul of Wanshou Pagoda can make Ling Dao stronger than Dao Lord in a short period of time, they will not believe it. They were born in imperial powers, and their realm is high, so their knowledge must be good. They know a thing or two about how to make Tianjun stronger in a short period of time. For example, some holy medicines can make Tianjun rival Tianzun.
"As long as you want, I can make you stronger than them!"
The soldier soul of Wanshou Pagoda said seriously, without any intention of joking. If it were any other Heavenly Monarch, he would definitely not be able to make him stronger than the Daoist Lord in a short period of time, but Ling Dao was different, because Ling Dao cultivated the savage and immortal strength. The great emperor who made the Ten Thousand Beast Pagoda practiced the wild desolate immortal strength.
The powerhouses of the various emperor ranks speculated that Ling Dao was the descendant of the emperor who refined the Ten Thousand Beast Pagoda. the same. The Great Emperor who made the Ten Thousand Beast Pagoda can be said to be Ling Dao's senior brother, because they are in the same line.
"If seniors hadn't helped me, maybe I would have died in their hands. Even if I didn't die, it might be even worse. If seniors can make me stronger than them, I would definitely like it. As for whether I can bear the power of seniors, There is no need for seniors to worry, I believe in myself."
Ling Dao agreed to the proposal of the soldier soul of the Wanshou Pagoda, and the soldier soul of the Wanshou Pagoda smiled and nodded. From the very beginning, Wanshou Pagoda has noticed that Ling Dao's cultivation method is savage desolation, and if he can't deal with the powerhouses of the major emperor rank forces, Wanshou Pagoda's soldier soul can only rely on him.
Before Ling Dao had any psychological preparations, a majestic force rushed into Ling Dao's body. Ling Dao only felt that the wild Zhuxian energy was running faster and faster, and the violent power was swimming among the limbs and bones, and his whole body was full of inexhaustible power. At this point, not only is it not over, but it is just the beginning.
More power rushed into Lingdao's body, Lingdao's tendons continued to expand, and Yuanshi Yuanyuan cauldron gradually became larger. Soon, Lingdao felt pain all over his body, and his body swelled up like a ball. His height skyrocketed, and soon reached nine feet, like a giant.
"boom bang"
Ling Dao's body exploded one place after another, blood mist filled the air, and infinite power raged. It was not easy for him to stand in place. If it were any other Tianjun, they might have already fallen to the ground and howled. Only by truly enduring the power bestowed by the Tower of Beasts can one know how painful this process is.
"Is it the Holy Son of the Sky Demon Clan who wants to torture me, or the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts who wants to torture me?"
In his mind, such a weird idea appeared. His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Sky Demon Clan wanted to torture Ling Dao, but he failed at all. The Tower of Beasts obviously protected Ling Dao, but instead tortured Ling Dao to death. Thanks to Ling Dao's tenacious will, he is still able to stay awake until now.
"Hold on, just a moment more!"
As soon as the voice of the soldier soul of the Ten Thousand Beast Tower fell, Ling Dao's body became bigger again. From nine feet high to one hundred feet high, it is only a moment. Ling Dao's aura continued to increase, judging from the aura alone, he was no weaker than Daojun now. Since the soldier soul of Wanshou Pagoda said that it could make Ling Dao stronger than Dao Lord, then it must not be nonsense.
"The power given to you by the Emperor Soldiers is not your own after all. I will deal with you without any effort!"
At this moment, Tian Xinghu suddenly attacked Ling Dao. Even though Tianxinghu is stronger than ordinary Taoists, he is only a peak saint king after all. If Ling Dao continues to become stronger, Tian Xinghu really doesn't know if he can beat Ling Dao.
To deal with Ling Dao, we must hurry up. Instead of waiting for Ling Dao to become stronger than the Taoist Lord, and then spend a lot of effort to deal with Ling Dao, it is better to take Ling Dao easily now. Tian Xinghu's thinking was correct, but unfortunately, he underestimated the means of the Beast Tower's soldier soul.
For Ling Dao, the peak holy king is already an existence that cannot be contended with. But now it's different, Tianxinghu's movements, in Lingdao's eyes, have become similar to those of warriors of the same realm. Ling Dao became stronger, not only his aura, but also his vision and reaction all became stronger by an unknown number of times.
"Well done!"
Ling Dao shouted loudly, like thunder rolling from the sky, and thousands of horses galloping. His right fist met Tian Xinghu at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. Normally, when the peak saint king deals with the early Tianjun, let alone the early Tianjun resists, even if it falls into the hands of the peak saint king, he still does not react.
Tian Xinghu was obviously stunned for a moment, but he had no choice but to shoot. His attack and Ling Dao's fist collided in the void, and the violent air waves sent one Taoist monarch after another flying. The white clouds in a radius of ninety miles all dissipated, and the blue sky was like washing.
The terrifying fist strength not only broke Tianxinghu's attack, but also hit Tianxinghu's body. Tian Xinghu only felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed up. For the sake of face, and in order not to lose face in front of the powerful emperors, he could only swallow the surging blood.
"You have dealt with me again and again, now, just take a punch from me!"
The Lingdao just now is different from the Lingdao now. The Tower of Beasts instilled strength into Ling Dao to make Ling Dao compete with the Taoist Lord. Tian Xinghu was not qualified to be Ling Dao's opponent at all. Now Ling Dao casts the True Dragon King Fist, as if two real dragons appeared in the world, one left and one right bumping into Tianxinghu's body.
Tianxinghu used the three thousand principles to evolve Qionglou Yuyu and stand in front of him. It's a pity that Lingdao's fists were too fierce, and directly shattered one after another. Ling Dao's strength has completely exceeded Tian Xinghu's expectations, Tian Xinghu can only keep going backwards, and if he keeps fighting, who knows what will happen to him.
"Temple Guardian!"
As a last resort, Tianxinghu had no choice but to move out the eight temples. Ba Tianzun has eight heavenly palaces, and the one who breaks through from Ba Tianzun to the peak saint king has eight temples. There is an essential difference between the four temples and the eight temples, just like a city and a country.
Ling Dao's fist can smash the Qionglou Yuyu that Dao Ze evolved, but it can't smash the temple of Tianxinghu. Of course, Tianxinghu was also uncomfortable, because Ling Dao beat the eight temples upside down. The corner of Tian Xinghu's mouth continuously bled, and all internal organs were injured.
"Impossible! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Tian Xinghu, with disheveled hair, muttered to himself that the current situation was simply unacceptable to him. Originally, Ling Dao was just an ant-like existence in the eyes of Tianxing Tiger. But in the blink of an eye, he was no longer Ling Dao's opponent. If the other strong men did not help, he might even be beaten to death by Ling Dao.
"Even the Dao Lord in the early stage is not the opponent of this Holy Son. How could he be able to beat this Holy Son as a Tianjun in the early stage? Illusion, it must be an illusion, it is 100% an illusion!"
The high spirits at the beginning disappeared all of them, and now Tianxinghu is like a lunatic, extremely embarrassed. However, the five protectors had matters to do with the five protectors, so they had no time to help Tianxinghu at all. Fortunately, the other powerful members of the Sky Demon Clan hurried over and stood in front of Tian Xinghu.
"Hitting my holy son of the Heavenly Demon clan deserves death!"
"You have the intention to kill the Holy Son of my Heavenly Demon Clan, you should be punished!"
"If you don't kill you, what face will our Heavenly Demon Clan have? Where is our majesty?"
The strong men of the Sky Demon Clan had fierce eyes, and what Ling Dao had done had aroused their anger. If they hadn't come in time, Tian Xinghu might have been beaten to death by Ling Dao. If His Royal Highness Son was killed beside them, none of them could escape responsibility at all.
Although Tian Xinghu's status is not as high as that of the emperors of the Tian Yao clan, but compared to them, it is only higher than lower. Once Tian Xinghu has three strengths and two weaknesses, the seventh protector and the fifth protector may be fine, but they will not be so lucky. Regardless of whether their relationship with Tianxinghu is good or not, Tianxinghu's safety must be guaranteed anyway.
"Ridiculous! You allow the holy son of the demon clan to deal with me, and you don't allow me to deal with him? Besides, if you a group of dao lords deal with me, a lord of heaven, does the demon clan have face or dignity? ?”
Ling Dao was left speechless by what the powerhouse of the Sky Demon Clan said, and the powerhouses of the other emperor rank forces laughed one after another. If the powerhouses of the Sky Demon Clan don't handle the matter well, they will definitely become the laughing stock of the major imperial powers. It is not a glorious thing for Daojun to deal with Tianjun, let alone they have to join forces to deal with Lingdao.
"Hmph, what we are dealing with is not you at all, but the Tower of Beasts!"
"The Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts is the emperor's army. Is it wrong for us Taoist monarchs to join forces?"
"Yes, it's not you, a little Heavenly Monarch, who is fighting us. If there is no Tower of Beasts, I can crush you to death by pulling out a single hair!"
The powerhouses of the Sky Demon Clan are not brainless, they quickly described their battle with Ling Dao as a confrontation with the Tower of Ten Thousand Beasts. Indeed, it is not a shameful thing for several Taoist monarchs to join forces to deal with an imperial soldier.
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