Taoist God
"Today, I, Ling Dao, will bloodbath the Ziwei Holy Land and I will fight until death!"
The majestic figure stood on the top of the mountain, his white robe already stained with blood. At Ling Dao's feet, there were corpses lying on the ground. These strong men all died under his sword.
"Arrogant! Our Holy Land of Ziwei has an extremely long heritage, rich foundation, and countless strong men. You just want to bloodbath the Holy Land of Ziwei?"
"Things who don't know whether to live or die, our Ziwei Holy Land intimidates Bahuang. Even your entire Ling family is nothing compared to our Ziwei Holy Land. Why do you fight with us?"
In the Ziwei Holy Land, an extremely powerful person walked out, and they were all figures from the older generation. Previously, all those who appeared were the younger generation of geniuses from the Ziwei Holy Land, but unfortunately they were not Ling Dao's opponents.
"Why? Haha, just with the sword in my hand!"
Ling Dao laughed, then waved the sword in his hand and killed the powerful elders in Ziwei Holy Land. The sonorous and powerful voice is the declaration of decisive battle. He has already taken action against Ziwei Holy Land, so he will not show mercy.
If Ziwei Holy Land hadn't bullied people too much, Ling Dao wouldn't be like this. Just because of a technique that could not be practiced at all, Ziwei Holy Land pursued him again and again. That's all. Not long ago, Ziwei Holy Land attacked the Ling family and killed many of their children. This incident made Ling Dao furious, and then he attacked Ziwei Holy Land with one man and one sword!
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
An older man held a golden war spear and charged toward Ling Dao. The golden war spear exuded endless sharpness, penetrated the void, swept in all directions, and came to Ling Dao's chest in an instant.
"It's you who are overestimating your abilities!"
The three-foot Qingfeng suddenly burst out with a light stronger than the sun, flooding the entire battlefield with countless sword energies. The next moment, there was the sound of cracking gold and stone, the golden war spear was split into two halves, and the head of the old man flew high and exploded in the sky.
"This kid is vicious, let's join forces and kill him!"
The death of a strong man holding a golden war spear had a huge impact on other strong men. With just one sword, Ling Dao killed an old and powerful man. This kind of fighting power was simply terrifying and beyond their imagination.
Rumor has it that Ling Dao is a swordsman genius, but there are so many geniuses in the Ziwei Holy Land that he naturally won't care about just one Ling Dao. Knowing that Ling Dao had obtained that skill, Ziwei Holy Land also sent many strong men to assassinate Ling Dao. It's just that this kind of thing shouldn't be publicized. Ling Dao doesn't know the origin of that technique, but many powerful people in Ziwei Holy Land know it.
It was only today that they truly saw how terrifying this swordsman genius was. The mighty sword light, like the Milky Way, impacted the world. Ling Dao waved the three-foot green blade, as if the sword god had descended into the world. Each sword turned decay into magic and was an ingenious creation.
"puff"
A sword pierced the chest of an old and powerful man. Ling Dao drew out the sword gracefully, and blood surged like a fountain. Immediately afterwards, he cut an older strong man in half with one sword. The scene was bloody and cruel.
Even these strong men of the older generation were completely inadequate in front of Ling Dao. They were like fish on the chopping board, letting Ling Dao slaughter them. They had not taken Ling Dao seriously before, but now there was deep fear in their eyes.
"How dare Xiao Xiao dare to come to Ziwei Holy Land to run wild?!"
A majestic voice sounded, and the elders of Ziwei Holy Land who were afraid of being killed by Ling Dao took a long breath. If there is no more strong support, I am afraid that they will also die by Ling Dao's sword.
"Pagoda, close it!"
This strong man holds a small emerald pagoda in his hand, guarding the ninth level of the Ziwei Holy Land. The Ziwei Holy Land is so powerful that it has created its own nine heavens, each of which is inhabited by a large number of powerful people. Of course, this is not the real Nine Heavens, it is just the name given by the ancestor of Ziwei Holy Land.
Ling Dao has reached the outskirts of the Nine Heavens by now. Going further up is the Nine Heavens. From ancient times to the present, few people have dared to reach the Nine Heavens of Ziwei Holy Land. If nothing else, what Guang Lingdao did today was enough to make a name for himself everywhere.
The emerald pagoda swelled in the wind, and soon turned into a size of thousands of feet, and violently suppressed Ling Dao. An unparalleled suction force instantly absorbed Ling Dao into the interior of the pagoda.
"Hmph, with this little ability, you still dare to come to Ziwei Holy Land to cause trouble?"
A disdainful smile appeared on his face, but soon, he couldn't smile anymore. On the top of the Emerald Pagoda, a silver sword tip suddenly appeared, and then the entire pagoda exploded.
"How can it be?"
The Jade Pagoda is not an ordinary weapon. Who would have thought that this time it would be chopped into pieces from the inside by Ling Dao. This strong man was quite arrogant before, but now his face is extremely ugly. At this moment, Ling Dao killed him.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
A flash of sword light passed through the strong man's neck, and the next moment his head was missing. Countless sword energy tore his body into countless pieces. He couldn't believe it until his death that Ling Dao could be so tyrannical.
There were more and more strong men around Ling Dao, but unfortunately they were all timid and did not dare to approach Ling Dao at all. Especially the blood-stained sword in Ling Dao's hand made them tremble inwardly, and they even lost the courage to take action.
"Nine Heavens, huh... you are so arrogant!"
Ling Dao sneered and headed towards the Nine Heavens of Ziwei Holy Land. When he entered the Nine Heavens, it was as if he had entered another world. In front of him, four peerless experts appeared. Even Ling Dao's expression became serious.
"My strength is not that great, but I am quite courageous!"
"No need to talk nonsense with him, just kill him!"
One of the red-faced strong men directly waved the sword in his hand and slashed towards Ling Dao. The blood-colored blade dominates all directions and shakes the earth. His power was immense, and when he slashed out with his sword, the air waves rolled, and the place seemed to turn into a pool of blood. After he took action, the other three strong men also took action one after another.
"Just the four of you are not enough!"
The three-foot Qingfeng exuded endless edge, and Ling Dao also became serious. This is a battle of life and death, and no one will show mercy. A quarter of an hour later, Ling Dao stepped forward, and the four strong men were all dead. However, there was also a wound on Ling Dao's body.
"Killing so many strong men in my Ziwei Holy Land, even if you are cut into pieces, it won't be enough to vent the hatred in my heart!"
The real peerless powerhouse has arrived, and even Ling Dao feels unprecedented pressure!