5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 874 Entering the Tenth Palace
If the strength of the blood sea cannot be increased in a short period of time, it will not be able to form a strong combat force, so Jiang Ling can only use physical strength.

"It seems that the palace guards should not be underestimated too much. When the number of palace guards reaches a certain level, they can indeed pose a threat to me."

Jiang Ling thought in his heart, and at the same time controlled the strength to gather in his hands, slowly recovering from his injuries.

Hands injured by the power of God's will will recover much slower. This power is very strange, it is difficult to get rid of, and it will take a long time.

After breaking through this checkpoint, the subsequent checkpoints are getting tighter and tighter, but Jiangling's blood sea also surrounds the flying sword, and the power of the blood sea increases with time.

When Jiang Ling and the others reached half of the Sixteenth Palace, the power of the blood sea had already soared to its peak, no matter what level it was, they couldn't stop Jiang Ling.

The sea of ​​blood sweeps over, no matter what he does, everything will collapse.

Although the sea of ​​blood is not as powerful as the God's Eye of Chaos, but the sea of ​​blood with a single function is the most invincible.

In the high-intensity breakout, three days passed, Jiangling and the others crossed the palace gate area one after another, and they could enter the core area in a few days at most.

Considering that the siege became more ferocious as the time went on, Jiang Ling gave an estimated time of 7 days.

These outer areas are nothing, the real difficulty is going inwards from the tenth house.

When Jiangling broke into the Eighteenth Palace, the internal army must have received the news and deployed their defenses early.

"roll!"

Standing on top of the huge flying sword, Jiang Ling swung his arm, and a sea of ​​blood swept across the sky, breaking up the tens of thousands of palace guards standing in front of Jiang Ling. .

Three days later, Jiangling and the others were getting closer and closer to the tenth house. At this time, after a high-intensity battle, Jiangling's body was exhausted. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no enemies around, he put away his flying sword and took the two of them to hide in a dense forest. middle.

"I want to rest first." Jiang Ling asked them to help him protect the law, while he meditated on the spot.

Sleepless for such a long time, with battles happening from time to time, it is really terrible, not to mention whether the strength can keep up, just the spirit is exhausted.

"The elixir that changes your appearance is very valuable, and one elixir won't last long. I know you don't want them to see your real appearance, so when you rest in meditation, I'll help you prepare a better prop."

The Tianmen Saintess walked up to Jiangling and said a word, then went down to fiddle with things.

Jiang Ling is meditating at this time, he can hear her voice but cannot answer, and if he answers, he will exit the meditation state.

Just let her mess around, the elixir is indeed precious, and there are not many in Jiangling, so Jiangling can save as much as possible.

This cultivation took Jiang Ling 5 hours. After meditating, Jiang Ling's spirit was much refreshed, and some minor injuries were also healed.

"Huh." Jiang Ling let out a foul breath, got up and looked around, but found no sign of anyone coming.

For 5 hours, Gong Wei and the others did not track him down, probably because they did not expect Jiang Ling to choose to hide and recuperate.

After all, in the previous ten days, Jiang Ling acted very arrogantly, flying directly on the flying sword blatantly, which made them feel that Jiang Ling would not stop midway.

"Take it, put it on." The Tianmen Saintess came over and handed Jiang Ling a silver mask.

"Mask?" Jiang Ling stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at it curiously.

"This mask itself is a fairy artifact, and its only effect is to cover up the appearance." Tianmen Saintess explained.

"Isn't that tasteless?" Yuan Tiangang looked at the mask speechlessly.

"Who says it's useless, this mask is very useful, how can it be a useless thing to cover the appearance, and the mask is so light, it is much more convenient than a hood coat."

Jiang Ling said with a smile.

In Xiujie, it is more difficult to cover up the appearance, because no one is blind, and cannot see the other person's appearance clearly, and can go around to see through the spiritual sense.

If Jiang Ling was wearing an ordinary mask, other people could easily bypass the mask and see Jiang Ling's true face.

"The preciousness of this mask is that it can block other people's consciousness and truly cover up their appearance."

Tianmen Saintess said to Jiangling.

"Well, thank you very much." After Jiang Ling thanked, he looked at the mask for a while, and put it on his face.

The mask is not a full-face mask, only the part where the eyes go down. It cannot cover the eyes and forehead, but it is enough.

With just a pair of eyes and a forehead vaguely protruding from the hair, others would not be able to recognize Jiang Ling.

After wearing it, the mask automatically fits the skin without discomfort or suffocation.

Jiangling's mask is an ordinary silver half-face mask with no patterns on it, and its structure is simple and unsophisticated.

As soon as I put on this mask, I suddenly felt like when I came back for revenge after wearing the mask.

"Whoosh." Jiang Ling and the others started on the road again.

Sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, Jiang Ling worked hard, defeated the last line of defense three days later, and safely entered the tenth palace.

"Why don't they kill them?" Jiang Ling asked curiously after entering the boundary of the tenth house.

The palace guards who had been chasing after Jiang Ling and the others, stopped at the same spot after Jiang Ling and the others crossed the dividing line of the tenth house.

From Jiang Ling's point of view, both the Eighteenth Palace and the Tenth Palace had Qiankun Zong's insiders, and it was normal for the palace guards to enter the Tenth Palace to cooperate with the palace guards here, but why didn't they dare to come over?
"What you don't know is that although the eighteenth house and the tenth house are managed by the Tianmen, the two palace gate areas are always independent. The palace guards are recognized by God's will, and the duty given to them by God's will is only to guard the current palace area. "

"If the palace guards step into the tenth house, the power of God's blessings on them will detonate instantly, blowing them into dust. This is their fate. They have invincible power in the current palace area, but they can't leave forever."

The Saintess of Tianmen knew the inside story, and sent a voice transmission to Jiangling to answer Jiangling's doubts.

"Yes, I understand. The palace guards are guarding a designated area of ​​the palace." Jiang Ling nodded.

"Commander, let them run away." At the border line, the palace guards in armor lined up, watching Jiang Ling and the others go away.

"Let them go. The guards of the tenth house will catch them. Since they have left our place, it has nothing to do with us. Count the casualties, clean up the battlefield, and withdraw troops."

The leading detachment looked deeply at Jiang Ling and the others, and confessed to his subordinates.

"Yes."

As Jiang Ling expected, after entering the tenth palace, the palace guards and regular army along the way were mixed together, like mad dogs, chasing and yelling at Jiang Ling and the others.

Due to the excessive number of pursuers in the tenth house, it took several days for Jiang Ling and the others to get close to the boundary between the tenth house and the ninth house.

"It's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Sitting cross-legged on the flying sword, Jiang Ling saw the boundary marker on the border when he heard a cold voice.

"The voice is very familiar." Jiang Ling twisted his fingers and followed the voice to look over.

"Chen Mu!" Seeing the blurry figure far away, Jiang Ling's face darkened slightly.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Jiang Ling could sense his aura, a very familiar aura, which belonged to Chen Mu.

"I said why there was no pursuit by Chen Mu along the way. I thought he gave up on the pursuit himself and left the matter to his subordinates. Unexpectedly, he set up the biggest line of defense at the end of the tenth house in advance."

Jiang Ling murmured in his heart that the final battle seemed inevitable.

"Who is he?"

There was a middle-aged man standing beside Chen Mu, whose aura was similar to Chen Mu's.

"I don't know. Anyway, we have great power here today, so we don't believe we can let him escape." Chen Mu smiled confidently.

The overwhelming army spread out to the end of the sky, firmly guarding the border.

Right in front of the army, a few monks in fine attire looked at Jiangling calmly.

"Not good!" The Tianmen Saintess panicked, "The Qiankun Sect has set up a net here, and the number of monks is also overwhelming. Worse, I didn't expect them to fortify the last checkpoint."

"Don't panic, with Jiangling here, rest assured." Yuan Tiangang believed in Jiangling's strength.

"It's useless, Chen Mu's personal cultivation is very strong, plus several other powerful people, we can't break through. I know their strength best."

The Tianmen Saintess obviously didn't like Jiangling: "You are not weak, but you are not the opponents of Chen Mu and the others. It is beyond my expectation to be able to get here."

"I resigned to my fate."

"Accept fate? What is fate?" Jiang Ling sat on the top of the flying sword, bathed in the high-altitude wind, with a calm expression, looking indifferently at the army guarding the border.

"Let's go, hand me over, and you will be safe. It's not worth dying for me, a dying person. My arrogance doesn't mean I care about human life. There is no need to do meaningless things."

While the Tianmen Saintess was speaking, her figure flashed beside Jiang Ling and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Kill me, let them both go." The Tianmen Saintess yelled at Chen Mu.

"Didn't you have this awareness earlier?" Da Neng beside Chen Mu said in a cold tone.

"Answer or not?" The Tianmen Saintess spoke again.

"Yes." Chen Mu had the absolute right to speak.

"Okay." The Tianmen Saintess nodded, tiptoeing, and was about to fly to Chen Mu.

"Come back!" Before Jiang Ling could speak, Yuan Tiangang appeared on the top of the flying sword out of thin air, and grabbed the Tianmen Saintess.

"Let go." The Tianmen Saintess shouted.

"No, don't go, you will die if you go, why do you want to die!" Yuan Tiangang held the hand of the saint of Tianmen tightly, his voice was difficult.

The saint of Tianmen looked at Yuan Tiangang: "If I don't go, can I survive? You look at the camp there, let him tell you, there are a few high-level transcendents over there."

"How many detached people are there?" Yuan Tiangang frowned and looked at Jiangling.

"It's quite a lot." Jiang Ling sat on the flying sword, his long hair fluttering in the strong wind.

Yuan Tiangang's eyes changed: "What about your realm?"

"The body is barely detached, and the cultivation is at the pinnacle of the Nirvana stage." Jiang Ling replied truthfully.

"If you can't beat it, let me go. Anyway, my fate is broken, and I will die sooner or later." The Tianmen Saintess shook her head at Yuan Tiangang.

"No, no, we are partners who live together and die together." Yuan Tiangang firmly grasped the hand of the Saintess of Tianmen with a firm expression.

Jiang Ling looked at Yuan Tiangang, his expression was firmer than ever, and it seemed that he was really moved by the Saintess of Tianmen.

This old man, are you playing with true feelings?

Moreover, Jiang Ling always felt that the Saintess of Tianmen also had some meaning for Yuan Tiangang. Of course, it was only Jiang Ling's own guess, it was Jiang Ling's intuition.

"Can you break out of the encirclement? You don't even have the cultivation base of a transcendent person. What do you use to kill?"

"It's such a touching scene, I can't help but feel soft-hearted, and my nose is sore." Chen Mu flew up from the front of the army, and looked at Jiang Ling and the others sarcastically.

"You don't need to die," Jiang Ling stood up slowly with a stern face, "If I can't even protect you two, then I have no right to fight for world hegemony."

"You!" They looked at Jiang Ling in surprise.

"Come up to Feijian, I'll take you to kill Tianmen." Jiang Ling raised his hand and adjusted the position of the mask on his face slightly.

This feeling, the long-lost feeling, reappeared.

The fun of killing, the hidden feeling of wearing a mask, no one knows who I am, I can fight as much as I want, this feeling is great!

(End of this chapter)