5000 years of urban cultivation
Chapter 478 Tianmai Soybean Shows Its Power, Poking a Big Sack
Chapter 478 Tianmai Soybean Shows Its Power, Poking a Big Sack
Known as the existence of God by Dongying, he is also one of the three gods there, Yueyue?
Hearing the woman in front of him reveal her identity, Jiang Ling didn't react on the surface, but in fact, his heart was disturbed.
The three gods of Dongying are just the honorific titles of the local people, not real Dongying people, but have existed since a long time ago, even before Dongying was split from the land.
The three gods have been dormant in Dongpu for such a long time, and they are deeply respected by the whole Dongpu. They are the beliefs of almost all Dongpu people. After such a long period of development, their strength is unparalleled.
"Yuedu, I don't know." Jiang Ling said casually.
"The dead duck has a stubborn mouth. It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. You are unlucky to meet me today."
Yuedu smiled coldly, and the robe on his body fluttered in the wind, making a "squeaky" sound.
"Yuedu, you don't need to do this kind of trivial matter yourself, let us do it."
A group of flower protectors around Yuedu stood up and formed a formation, tightly surrounding Jiangling in the center.
Jiang Ling frowned slightly, and glanced at them.
A total of 8 people, all wearing green robes with different marks on the robes, obviously from different temples.
The green robe, isn't that the inner circle disciple who is one level higher than Jiang Ling?
Jiang Ling is the first entry in the third level, wearing a yellow robe, and the men surrounding Jiang Ling are the inner circle disciples of the fourth level.
"Although our level is only one level behind, our status in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds is very different."
Looking at the 8 figures around him, Jiang Ling thought to himself.
He had heard his master briefly mention that there are strict levels in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and there are many rules, and if he makes a mistake, the punishment will be severe.
Just when Jiang Ling was thinking wildly, the 8 figures surrounding him exploded with power at the same time.
As soon as the breath dissipated, Jiang Ling's expression changed.
8 nirvana periods!
There are actually 8 stages of Nirvana, this place is simply a "fairyland", the strong are like lackeys, everywhere.
Jiangling is only in the void stage, and he actually directly faced 8 nirvana stages, and these 8 are geniuses, which are different from those nirvana stages that Jiangling encountered in the outside world before.
Just the moment the breath diverged, Jiang Ling sensed the difference, and his heart sank slightly.
The crowd of onlookers just watched calmly, and no one said anything.
Situations like this, although not allowed in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, usually happen a lot, so they are used to it.
"Bang bang Peng."
There were several consecutive bombing sounds, with a strong deterrent force, before the explosion reached Jiangling, it shook his body, making him feel a reversal of energy and blood.
"As expected of the people of the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds." Jiang Ling frowned slightly, feeling their strength.
But he was not afraid, and just took this opportunity to try his own strength.
Under everyone's gaze, a group of 8 figures quickly arrived in front of Jiang Ling, each using different spells and supernatural powers, but the burst of breath could not distort the space.
The space inside the Temple of Myriad Worlds is very stable, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be broken.
Facing the joint bombardment of those people, Jiang Ling didn't change his face, he punched out with a bland fist, and he punched it fiercely, it was directly tough, without any falsehood.
Everyone else used supernatural powers, but Jiang Ling used pure physical strength.
"I'm afraid this guy is not a fool. A human race actually used his body to fight against supernatural powers. Do you think his life is too big?"
The onlookers shook their heads and sneered.
As we all know, the body of the human race is the most fragile, and the strongest is all kinds of weird and mysterious magical powers.
But this rookie uses his most fragile body to block the most powerful supernatural power. If he is not looking for death, what is it?
For a moment, everyone at the scene shook their heads.
However, in the next second, they all changed their faces.
The moment Jiang Ling punched, a bronze light appeared on Jiang Ling's entire arm, as if wrapped in a layer of bronze armor.
"Boom."
A dull collision sound exploded suddenly, like thunder on the ground, and then a bronze-colored shock wave poured out from Jiang Ling's fist, spreading crazily in all directions.
The magical powers of the eight figures were all shattered, and the attacks of the eight figures were interrupted at the same time.
"Impossible!" The eight people raised their heads abruptly, staring closely at Jiang Ling, their eyes constantly changing.
"This this."
The onlookers were also stunned, no one thought that Jiang Ling could easily defuse this crisis with a single punch.
"What kind of power is that? It's not your own power."
Among the 8 people, a man with scars on his face shouted in a low voice.
These 8 people are all elites of the human race. How many idiots can there be if they can reach the level of inner circle disciples?You can see the punch at a glance.
"You 8, still can't deal with him?" Yuedu frowned slightly, a little displeased.
"Don't worry, he's only in the emptiness stage. No matter how strong the external power is, it's not your own. It's useless."
As they said that, the eight people gave a low shout and shot again.
This time, their attack was much stronger, and Jiang Ling was a little overwhelmed, even with the help of bronze.
In just 2 minutes, Jiang Ling lost his strength.
This was the first time I encountered such a situation. Under normal circumstances, even if there were 8 Nirvana periods besieged at the same time, Jiang Ling might counter-kill them.
But this time is different, 8 people are the elite of the elite.
"Peng." It was another energy collision, Jiang Ling couldn't stabilize his feet, he fell backwards, his body was blasted so that the blood in his body flowed backwards, he retreated dozens of steps in a row, and almost fell to the ground.
Sure enough, they are not opponents. The Temple of Myriad Realms is completely different from the outside world. This is a concentration camp for talented and fierce people, and it is not so easy to break into.
Jiang Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and some thoughts emerged in his heart.
He can also see the general situation of the power of the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms.
To put it bluntly, this is a transcendent force where all geniuses gather together.
Even if there are two hostile people or races in the outside world, they can worship under the same temple master in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms and call them brothers and sisters.
Who knows how long the Temple of Myriad Worlds has existed, and even Jiang Ling came into contact with it by accident during his trip to Japan?
The ghost knows how many strong men there are in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and how strong the strong men are. Even Yuedu is only a fifth-level elite disciple.
This is a superpower that stands above any force, power, race, etc.
Before Jiang Ling could take a few breaths, the eight men chased and killed them again, attacking frantically as if they were tireless.
Jiang Ling's complexion changed slightly, and he was about to fight back, but at this moment, a figure with strong aura appeared on the scene out of thin air.
"It's so majestic, eight inner circle disciples, working together to bully a beginner disciple?"
Accompanied by an indifferent voice, an elegant man in a blue robe with the number 18 branded on his shoulders walked slowly. He had a strong breath in his body and completely abused the eight inner circle disciples.
Jiang Ling's pupils constricted after a casual glance, this guy's aura was even stronger than that of Tsukuyomi, and judging from the cyan robe on his body, he was also an elite disciple like Tsukiyomi.
The number on his shoulder is not a simple code name, it represents his strength ranking among disciples of the same level.
In other words, the man in front of him is the 18th most ruthless person among the elite disciples.
"Brother Xue Hui, why are you here?" Yue Du looked at the man intently, not daring to mess around.
The Xue Hui in front of him is not only powerful, but also a disciple of the Promise Hall, with both strength and power.
Jiang Ling didn't say a word, depending on the situation, could it be said that he came to help him out?
"Why did I come here?" Just as Jiang Ling was thinking about it, Xue Hui turned his head to look at Jiang Ling, and slowly said to Yuedu, "Can you not come, your useless servants even mess with a beginner disciple Not sure, if it spreads, it will be the one who lost you."
Hearing this, the eight people next to them dared not speak out, and all gritted their teeth and endured it.
"Go to hell, little guy, you can still enter the Temple of Myriad Realms if you are so reckless. It seems that the opening conditions of the Temple of Myriad Realms have been lowered a lot."
While speaking, Xue Hui waved his hand casually.
Jiang Ling felt an unparalleled sense of crisis, and his whole soul trembled.
"The fighters who are approaching the army are all marching forward!"
At the critical moment, Jiang Ling couldn't care less, and hastily took out the Tianmai soybeans that his master gave him.
Jiang Ling was also using Tianmai soybeans for the first time, so he had no experience, and only knew how to instill strength with one brain.
Immediately afterwards, a bang was heard, and grains of soybeans fell to the ground...
(End of this chapter)
Known as the existence of God by Dongying, he is also one of the three gods there, Yueyue?
Hearing the woman in front of him reveal her identity, Jiang Ling didn't react on the surface, but in fact, his heart was disturbed.
The three gods of Dongying are just the honorific titles of the local people, not real Dongying people, but have existed since a long time ago, even before Dongying was split from the land.
The three gods have been dormant in Dongpu for such a long time, and they are deeply respected by the whole Dongpu. They are the beliefs of almost all Dongpu people. After such a long period of development, their strength is unparalleled.
"Yuedu, I don't know." Jiang Ling said casually.
"The dead duck has a stubborn mouth. It doesn't matter whether you know me or not. You are unlucky to meet me today."
Yuedu smiled coldly, and the robe on his body fluttered in the wind, making a "squeaky" sound.
"Yuedu, you don't need to do this kind of trivial matter yourself, let us do it."
A group of flower protectors around Yuedu stood up and formed a formation, tightly surrounding Jiangling in the center.
Jiang Ling frowned slightly, and glanced at them.
A total of 8 people, all wearing green robes with different marks on the robes, obviously from different temples.
The green robe, isn't that the inner circle disciple who is one level higher than Jiang Ling?
Jiang Ling is the first entry in the third level, wearing a yellow robe, and the men surrounding Jiang Ling are the inner circle disciples of the fourth level.
"Although our level is only one level behind, our status in the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds is very different."
Looking at the 8 figures around him, Jiang Ling thought to himself.
He had heard his master briefly mention that there are strict levels in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and there are many rules, and if he makes a mistake, the punishment will be severe.
Just when Jiang Ling was thinking wildly, the 8 figures surrounding him exploded with power at the same time.
As soon as the breath dissipated, Jiang Ling's expression changed.
8 nirvana periods!
There are actually 8 stages of Nirvana, this place is simply a "fairyland", the strong are like lackeys, everywhere.
Jiangling is only in the void stage, and he actually directly faced 8 nirvana stages, and these 8 are geniuses, which are different from those nirvana stages that Jiangling encountered in the outside world before.
Just the moment the breath diverged, Jiang Ling sensed the difference, and his heart sank slightly.
The crowd of onlookers just watched calmly, and no one said anything.
Situations like this, although not allowed in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, usually happen a lot, so they are used to it.
"Bang bang Peng."
There were several consecutive bombing sounds, with a strong deterrent force, before the explosion reached Jiangling, it shook his body, making him feel a reversal of energy and blood.
"As expected of the people of the Temple of Ten Thousand Worlds." Jiang Ling frowned slightly, feeling their strength.
But he was not afraid, and just took this opportunity to try his own strength.
Under everyone's gaze, a group of 8 figures quickly arrived in front of Jiang Ling, each using different spells and supernatural powers, but the burst of breath could not distort the space.
The space inside the Temple of Myriad Worlds is very stable, no matter how powerful it is, it cannot be broken.
Facing the joint bombardment of those people, Jiang Ling didn't change his face, he punched out with a bland fist, and he punched it fiercely, it was directly tough, without any falsehood.
Everyone else used supernatural powers, but Jiang Ling used pure physical strength.
"I'm afraid this guy is not a fool. A human race actually used his body to fight against supernatural powers. Do you think his life is too big?"
The onlookers shook their heads and sneered.
As we all know, the body of the human race is the most fragile, and the strongest is all kinds of weird and mysterious magical powers.
But this rookie uses his most fragile body to block the most powerful supernatural power. If he is not looking for death, what is it?
For a moment, everyone at the scene shook their heads.
However, in the next second, they all changed their faces.
The moment Jiang Ling punched, a bronze light appeared on Jiang Ling's entire arm, as if wrapped in a layer of bronze armor.
"Boom."
A dull collision sound exploded suddenly, like thunder on the ground, and then a bronze-colored shock wave poured out from Jiang Ling's fist, spreading crazily in all directions.
The magical powers of the eight figures were all shattered, and the attacks of the eight figures were interrupted at the same time.
"Impossible!" The eight people raised their heads abruptly, staring closely at Jiang Ling, their eyes constantly changing.
"This this."
The onlookers were also stunned, no one thought that Jiang Ling could easily defuse this crisis with a single punch.
"What kind of power is that? It's not your own power."
Among the 8 people, a man with scars on his face shouted in a low voice.
These 8 people are all elites of the human race. How many idiots can there be if they can reach the level of inner circle disciples?You can see the punch at a glance.
"You 8, still can't deal with him?" Yuedu frowned slightly, a little displeased.
"Don't worry, he's only in the emptiness stage. No matter how strong the external power is, it's not your own. It's useless."
As they said that, the eight people gave a low shout and shot again.
This time, their attack was much stronger, and Jiang Ling was a little overwhelmed, even with the help of bronze.
In just 2 minutes, Jiang Ling lost his strength.
This was the first time I encountered such a situation. Under normal circumstances, even if there were 8 Nirvana periods besieged at the same time, Jiang Ling might counter-kill them.
But this time is different, 8 people are the elite of the elite.
"Peng." It was another energy collision, Jiang Ling couldn't stabilize his feet, he fell backwards, his body was blasted so that the blood in his body flowed backwards, he retreated dozens of steps in a row, and almost fell to the ground.
Sure enough, they are not opponents. The Temple of Myriad Realms is completely different from the outside world. This is a concentration camp for talented and fierce people, and it is not so easy to break into.
Jiang Ling's eyes flickered slightly, and some thoughts emerged in his heart.
He can also see the general situation of the power of the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms.
To put it bluntly, this is a transcendent force where all geniuses gather together.
Even if there are two hostile people or races in the outside world, they can worship under the same temple master in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms and call them brothers and sisters.
Who knows how long the Temple of Myriad Worlds has existed, and even Jiang Ling came into contact with it by accident during his trip to Japan?
The ghost knows how many strong men there are in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, and how strong the strong men are. Even Yuedu is only a fifth-level elite disciple.
This is a superpower that stands above any force, power, race, etc.
Before Jiang Ling could take a few breaths, the eight men chased and killed them again, attacking frantically as if they were tireless.
Jiang Ling's complexion changed slightly, and he was about to fight back, but at this moment, a figure with strong aura appeared on the scene out of thin air.
"It's so majestic, eight inner circle disciples, working together to bully a beginner disciple?"
Accompanied by an indifferent voice, an elegant man in a blue robe with the number 18 branded on his shoulders walked slowly. He had a strong breath in his body and completely abused the eight inner circle disciples.
Jiang Ling's pupils constricted after a casual glance, this guy's aura was even stronger than that of Tsukuyomi, and judging from the cyan robe on his body, he was also an elite disciple like Tsukiyomi.
The number on his shoulder is not a simple code name, it represents his strength ranking among disciples of the same level.
In other words, the man in front of him is the 18th most ruthless person among the elite disciples.
"Brother Xue Hui, why are you here?" Yue Du looked at the man intently, not daring to mess around.
The Xue Hui in front of him is not only powerful, but also a disciple of the Promise Hall, with both strength and power.
Jiang Ling didn't say a word, depending on the situation, could it be said that he came to help him out?
"Why did I come here?" Just as Jiang Ling was thinking about it, Xue Hui turned his head to look at Jiang Ling, and slowly said to Yuedu, "Can you not come, your useless servants even mess with a beginner disciple Not sure, if it spreads, it will be the one who lost you."
Hearing this, the eight people next to them dared not speak out, and all gritted their teeth and endured it.
"Go to hell, little guy, you can still enter the Temple of Myriad Realms if you are so reckless. It seems that the opening conditions of the Temple of Myriad Realms have been lowered a lot."
While speaking, Xue Hui waved his hand casually.
Jiang Ling felt an unparalleled sense of crisis, and his whole soul trembled.
"The fighters who are approaching the army are all marching forward!"
At the critical moment, Jiang Ling couldn't care less, and hastily took out the Tianmai soybeans that his master gave him.
Jiang Ling was also using Tianmai soybeans for the first time, so he had no experience, and only knew how to instill strength with one brain.
Immediately afterwards, a bang was heard, and grains of soybeans fell to the ground...
(End of this chapter)
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