Devouring Sword God

Chapter 1075
The Tongling Mountain was opened, and a terrifying coercion emanated from the sky-reaching giant peak, as if the sky had fallen.

Under this kind of breath, even the eight souls had cold sweat on their foreheads, let alone the people of the spirit race who were lower than them.

Fortunately, after the opening of the Tongling Mountain, a layer of formations rose above the eight surrounding mountain gates to resist the terrifying aura.

But because of this, the entire spirit race has noticed this movement, and everyone is watching the situation on the psychic mountain.

"Has the Tongling Mountain been opened? I wonder what level of true spirit blood will someone be able to awaken this time?"

"That's right, the vast majority of people in my spirit clan can only awaken middle and lower true spirit bloodlines, those arrogances can awaken high-grade true spirit bloodlines, and even if they are lucky, they will awaken the ancient true spirit bloodlines, and they will definitely be among the spiritual candidates in the future !"

"The blood of the ancient true spirit? Don't think about it. In the past hundreds of years, only the eight spirits have awakened the blood of the ancient true spirit. If it is so easy to awaken, the spirits of my spirit clan will not be as good as the Tiangang of the human race. It will be so much less."

Voices of discussion resounded in the various mountain gates.

At this time, Ling Zhan and the other eight spirits were also watching the movement in Tongling Mountain intently.

"The coercion of the true spirit in Tongling Mountain is very unbearable. Only people from our spirit clan who have the blood of the true spirit can climb to the top and enter the temple of the ancestor of the true spirit. Injured by spiritual pressure, even directly wiped out!"

Ling Zhan opened his mouth quietly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

And just as his voice fell, there was a scream in vain from the Tongling Mountain.

"what!"

All I could see was a figure in the thick clouds, falling straight down.

"Hmph, did the true spirit pressure come out so soon?"

Seeing that figure, Ling Zhan smiled even more.

But the next moment, when he took a closer look again, his smile froze.

Because the falling figure was not Yi Xiaoyao as he had expected, but a blue-haired young man among the arrogance of the Spirit Race.

"what happened?"

Ling Zhan and the others frowned, and asked the green-robed Linghou who brought the blue-haired youth here: "Why is there such a phenomenon that the blood is not pure enough? Could it be that he..."

"That's right, this son is a member of the True Dragon lineage. I brought him here just to try it out, but it really doesn't work..."

Before Lingzhan could finish speaking, the green-robed Linghou nodded, and then sighed softly with a wry smile: "The lineage of the real dragon has been dormant for thousands of years, and it seems that it is really difficult to rise again."

Hearing this, the other spirit marquises nodded in understanding, all looking disappointed.

"That's not necessarily the case. Although the true dragon bloodline is lonely, didn't one of my spirit clan's talents awaken the true dragon bloodline last year? It belongs to the ancient blood of other spirit ancestors."

There was also a spirit who shook his head, and said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Perhaps, the lineage of the real dragon will rise again because of that child."

"I also heard that the child was taken away by the ancestor after awakening the blood of the real dragon."

Ling Zhan sighed softly and said, "If this child's sacrifice can bring back the strength of our Spiritual Race, it will be our Spiritual Race's fortune."

Speaking of this, several Linghou seemed to realize something, they all coughed a few times, signaling Lingzhan to stop this topic.

Ling Zhan also reacted, and quickly changed the subject: "If the blood of the real dragon can also awaken the ancient grade, that would be great!"

"The blood of the ancient true dragon? Does it really exist in this world?"

The rest of the spirits shook their heads without even thinking about it: "Beyond the ancient times, there are also ancient times. Even if someone awakens the ancient bloodlines of other spirit ancestors, I don't believe that anyone will awaken the ancient true dragon bloodlines."

While several people sighed, Furan Lingzhan suddenly came back to his senses and frowned.

"It's weird, not only was the emperor not hurt by the coercion of the true spirit, but he was approaching the ancestral temple on the top of the Lingling Mountain!"

As soon as this remark came out, the rest of the Linghou also suddenly looked towards Tongling Mountain, and they really felt Yi Xiaoyao's breath, and they were constantly approaching the top of the mountain.

And that speed is simply beyond their imagination.

"This speed is as if he is not affected by the coercion of the true spirit!"

"Even if we have awakened the ancient true spirit bloodline, entering the Tongling Mountain will still be greatly restricted. That Di Chu is just a foreigner who doesn't even have the true spirit bloodline, so how could he do this!"

"In case he really got the True Spirit Guide, then..."

Ling Zhan and the others suddenly looked shocked, they were so unbelievable that they could not speak.

How do they know that the real spirit pressure on the Tongling Mountain can form such a powerful oppression on human beings only because the level of life of the true spirit is much higher than that of human beings.

As for Yi Xiaoyao, who possesses the domineering aura of an emperor, who has he ever lost in terms of the level of life?

It can be said that Yi Xiaoyao is the true spirit among human beings!

Therefore, the coercion of the true spirit on Tongling Mountain is a kind of superior oppression for others, but for Yi Xiaoyao, it is nothing more than an equal face.

"Hey, using the arrogance of the emperor to fight against the coercion of the true spirit is really effective!"

Inside Tongling Mountain, Yi Xiaoyao was walking towards the top of the mountain at a high speed, talking to himself with bright eyes.

Long before he entered the Tongling Mountain, he had already thought of this method when he felt the breath of a very high level of life, but he didn't expect it to actually work.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoyao's body exuded a layer of tangible golden light, and those invisible true spirits could not invade the golden light at all.

Among the several kinds of domineering, imperial domineering seems to be the least useful, but when it is often used, it can exert unimaginable effects.

"If my imperial arrogance can achieve the power and effect of the true spirit coercion in this mountain, that would be great..."

While rejoicing, Yi Xiaoyao also lamented secretly, although he had awakened the domineering power of the emperor, but he still had too little use and understanding of this power.

At the same time, these inner thoughts did not affect the speed at his feet in the slightest.

In just a short moment, Yi Xiaoyao had surpassed those arrogances of the Spirit Race who entered the Tongling Mountain in front of him, and disappeared in an instant under the astonished eyes of those arrogances.

However, this psychic mountain is extremely high, even at this speed, it took half a day, and he still hadn't reached the top of the mountain.

But at this moment, just as Yi Xiaoyao looked up at the still endless mountain top, his gaze suddenly lit up.

Because hundreds of feet above his head, there is an ancient temple standing there quietly.

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(End of this chapter)