"Fellow Daoist Ling, your gambling magical powers are weird and wonderful, and my Tianling lineage is proficient in sacrifices and is related to the magical powers of destiny. I don't want to miss the communication with you."
Tianling Menglu's voice was clear and pleasant to the ear, and he apologized to the people who had tried to take action before: "Several Taoist brothers, can you fulfill Menglu's request?"
"Uh! Of course!... Fairy Monroe, please!" Several people looked at Tianling Menglu's watery eyes. Although they were not fascinated, their hearts were also very refreshing, so they naturally had no objections.
"Since ancient times, heroes have struggled with the beauty test!" Someone sighed softly, expressing the feelings of many people, and it also seemed to indicate that the little spirit boy had to face this test.
Tianling Menglu, as the top genius of the barbarians, her strength should not be underestimated. Entering the Dou Zhan Cave, the vitality of heaven and earth actively gathered towards her, and she was shrouded in a circle of light. It was like a dream, holy and noble, which made people dare not
Violate.
"Tsk tsk! What a beautiful girl!" Ling Xiaotong continued to joke playfully, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, be careful!"
Tianling Menglu didn't say much, just took action, and with a light tap of the bone staff, a crisp thumping sound was heard on the void plane. Then the vitality of heaven and earth gathered together, mixed with the light emitted by the bone staff, and condensed into huge ferocious beasts with multiple limbs.
Two heads, three eyes, etc., strange and lifelike, with fierce anger.
"It's another summoning of supernatural powers!" The spirit boy curled his lips and smiled, then he used thousands of incarnations as he did against Yuhuang Gong, smashing the ferocious beast with the ape demon stick.
However, the destroyed ferocious beasts were resurrected again, and with Tian Ling Menglu's continued summons, their numbers continued to increase, forming a real sea of beasts. The incarnation of Ling Xiaotong was gradually insufficient.
"Miss Monroe is really smart. She can see through the weakness of the spirit boy's incarnation at a glance. Keep grinding to see how long he can resist!" A young man praised, his eyes were excited, and he seemed to admire Tianling Monroe.
But this person is right. The incarnations of the spirit boy are actually one person. They distort space through the mirror ball field and attack from different angles. This can save power.
But Tianling Menglu's Sea of Beasts tactics forced him to only speed up the dance stick, and he also had to spend more energy to strengthen the field effect, add incarnations, and temporarily stabilize the situation.
But it's not a long-term solution. After several battles, especially against Ling Yutao, Ling Xiaotong consumed a lot of energy and couldn't make up for it in a short time, so a protracted battle would be detrimental to him.
"I'm too lazy to fight with you, just defeat!" Ling Xiaotong finally chose to end it quickly and directly use his strongest magical power to gamble on the ghost city.
Boom!
The Gambling Ghost City manifested again, and the residents of the city started gambling again one by one. There were big and small bets. White gambling energy emerged, and light pillars appeared above the two people's heads, which represented the numerical value of fate and was connected to their own spirits.
Then, the light beam above Ling Xiaotong's head continued to grow, but instead of cutting off most of it at once like the battle with Ling Yutao, it weakened a little, causing Tianling Menglu's will to be interfered with, the movement of his hand stopped, and no new beasts condensed.
Moreover, other ferocious beasts are also affected, their movements are no longer agile, and their offense and defense are weakened.
The spirit boy seized the opportunity and smashed down countless ape-devil sticks wildly, killing nearly a third of the beast sea area at once.
"Fight, fight, fight!" the spirit boy roared excitedly, continuing to wave his stick and attack Tianling Monroe.
"Fellow Daoist Ling, this magical power of yours is really weird and wonderful, it opened Monro's eyes!" Tianling Monro suddenly raised his head and smiled, his eyes clear.
"Huh? You recovered so quickly?" Ling Xiaotong was surprised, but his hand movements were not slow, and then he disappeared a beam of light above his head, hoping to disturb Tianling Menglu's spirit again and take the opportunity to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.
However, the result was beyond his expectation.
But I saw that Tianling Menglu's eyes were still clear and her complexion was normal. How could there be any influence?
Then, Tianling Menglu continued to wave the bone staff, pinched the orchid with her other hand and flicked it slightly towards the void, opened her red lips, moved her teeth, and sang aloud with the ancient incantation unique to the Tianling barbarians: "I would like to turn into the earth that nourishes all things,
Bring peace, Xuantian Spirit God Manzu, please protect me and all living beings!"
She saw Tianling Menglu emitting a strange wave, and merged with the natural world. Her soul at this moment was placed in the origin of the earth, and was also protected by a layer of ancient residual thoughts. The strange magical power of the spirit boy could not break through that layer.
defense.
"Hmph! I'll wipe out your health points and see how you cope with the impact of luck on your own strength!" Ling Xiaotong finally became fierce and cut off a large section of the white energy beam above his head with his divine palm. His face suddenly turned pale.
Suffered backlash.
However, the Qi column at the lower end stretched rapidly, deceiving the eyes of fate in the dark, thinking that his Qi luck value remained unchanged, just dim, and the backlash was much smaller.
This is the advantage of the spirit boy. He can use his strange anger to impersonate the power of fate.
However, the result was once again beyond his expectation and surprised all the monks present.
Tianling Menglu's face was just as pale as Ling Xiaotong's, and the air column above her head was also slightly dimmed, but it was not shortened, and Ling Xiaotong's was the same length.
"How is it possible?" Ling Xiaotong opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it. For the first time, he had doubts about the super magical power he created.
Tianling Menglu generously explained: "Fellow Taoist Spirit, your magical powers are mysterious and unpredictable, but in the final analysis they are still magical powers. The light beam above Monroe's head is actually made of your magical power. With this medium, I, Tianling
The barbarian's spiritual spells can naturally be traced back to their origins, spread to your gambling ghost city, and bound to your light beam. This move of yours will be ineffective against me, unless..."
"Unless I cancel my life points to zero!" Ling Xiaotong answered in a deep voice: "But then we will both be seriously injured and close to death!"
"Yes!" Tianling Menglu showed a trace of nervousness on her face, fearing that Lingtong would go crazy and 'die together'.
"Oh! You're just taking advantage of this! It's driving me crazy." The little boy scratched his head and scratched his head again, feeling very upset.
The battle was suspended as a result. Everyone was waiting for Ling Xiaotong's final decision. They held their breaths and looked at Ling Xiaotong's impatient look. It could be said that they were on tenterhooks, fearing that he would really die together.
Finally, Ling Xiaotong seemed to have made up his mind and said decisively: "In the worst case, I won't win the first place. I..."
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Tianling Menglu turned pale with horror, and everyone exclaimed, 'No!'
"Uh! Don't ask for anything. I'll admit defeat and it's none of your business!" Ling Xiaotong pretended to be stupid and looked down on everyone. Then he raised his hands and teleported out of the fighting cave, shouting: "I lost, haha! Me too.
You will lose!"
But no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a loser. He has a proud face, puts on a cool posture, laughs wildly in the sky, and will spend his whole life being played by applause.
At this moment, he received many people's looks, but he didn't notice it at all. He was holding Hongye and making love to each other.
As for Tian Ling Menglu, because Ling Boy lost his magical power, the magic spell locking technique was no longer available, the Qi Pillar disappeared, her face became even more ugly, and she looked at Ling Boy with a hint of resentment.
"Miss Monroe, I'm Feiyu Pavilion..." A weak thirty-six member entered the cave. From his hot eyes, it can be seen that the challenge is just a pretense. In fact, he wants to have more contact with Tianling Menglu. It is obvious that
Another admirer.
"Sorry!" But Tianling Menglu refused and said lightly: "The purpose of sparring with fellow Taoist Ling is to understand the mysteries of numerology and luck, which is helpful to me. In fact, I don't like fighting, so I will give up in this battle.
"
Then, she took the initiative to admit defeat and walked out of the cave, leaving the man who didn't even introduce her name to stare. Many young talents outside the court were also dejected, knowing that they were weak and could not attract Tianling Menglu.
But the competition did not stop there. Then another person came on the stage. This person was completely black, with a green face and fangs. He was very ferocious and did not look like a human being.
Immediately, someone started asking about the origin of this person: "He is the seventh generation of Zhu Hei! The young patriarch of the Zhu Yan family, possessing the purest and most pure Zhu Yan bloodline, was at the pinnacle of the Zhoutian domain 50,000 years ago, and was one of the top geniuses.
one!"
Because there are very few direct bloodlines, and he is a young patriarch with great strength, he must be the future patriarch of Zhu Yan, and the seventh generation means that he is the seventh generation of the young patriarch of the Zhu Yan family, and Zhu Hei is also the nickname of the young patriarchs of all generations.
"It's a pity that their group of geniuses were born at the wrong time. At that time, Young Master Sikong was rising like a comet, sweeping across his generation and becoming the number one youth in the mainland!"
"But they can't underestimate it. Although there are few roads since then, they must have been cultivating quietly. It is said that they have been in seclusion recently to attack the Immortal Lord. This time they came out of seclusion to participate in the King's Ascension Ceremony with the intention of listening to Taoism."
"But I didn't expect that the Evil Demon King suddenly proposed a competition, which caused the Heavenly Master King to put his sermon on hold. I wonder if there will be more later? If we don't let it, it will be in vain!"
While everyone was discussing, the man from Feiyu Pavilion and Zhu Hei had already started fighting. Zhu Hei's fighting power was indeed strong. He manifested the form of Zhu Yan's divine beast and was extremely powerful. His punches contained infinite evil power, which shocked people's hearts.
, although the genius of Feiyu Pavilion has superb movement skills and is as ethereal as a flying feather, in the end it is difficult to match the absolute power and he was quickly defeated.
Then, several more people challenged them, and after being publicized by interested people, everyone soon understood their identities. However, they were all geniuses of the previous generation. They were all defeated by Young Master Sikong, but after practicing latent cultivation, they reappeared today, and each of them has the strength.
It is extremely powerful, the battle is fierce and eye-catching, and it seems that the charm of the spirit boy has been forgotten.
This made the spirit boy very dissatisfied, and he muttered in a low voice: "If I hadn't wanted to save a hand, little Mengmeng would have been surrendered by me long ago!"
brush!
Suddenly a slender hand stretched out, pulled his ear, and coldly snorted: "Young Mengmeng, why don't you go over and wink at her again?"
"Ouch! How dare I? Be gentle, my ears are about to break!" Ling Xiaotong hurriedly begged Hongye for mercy.
But Hongye ignored it, increased his strength, and continued to sneer: "By the way, I also accepted Little Lotus Sister, right?"
"No, no! It's enough for me to have Xiao Ye Ye, the others are all vulgar and vulgar!" Ling Xiaotong thought he could escape this disaster when he said this, but he didn't expect Hong Ye's hand to be stronger:
"Then where did you put my senior sisters from Baihua Palace? Doesn't this make me trap my sisters into injustice? You idiot!"
"Ouch! Be gentle! Be gentle!..."
——In the past, Ling Xiaotong took the lead in gambling battles with geniuses from all over the mainland in Tianyu Shenlou. Writing it here again feels repetitive. Originally, I wanted to write about Feiyuntian;
However, I thought about it. Fei Yuntian is taciturn and starts fighting no matter who he is. How can he write so many plots? So I had to take the lead again. This is also in line with his impulsive personality!
