The Burial of the Fantasy City

The sharp pain of broken bones, as well as the suffocation of being trampled under his feet by the ‘little waste’ in his mouth, made Ling Shan let out a low roar like a beast.

Can.

How Ren Lingshan roared and struggled in every way, Ling Dong’s right foot was like an immobile mountain, nailing him to the ground like a nail.

As for the other juniors under Ring Five, they finally recovered from their initial disbelief.

“Little waste, don’t hurry up and release Lingshan!”

“This Ling Dong must have deceived him!”

“What nonsense, hurry up and save Lingshan!”

From the first to the fourth ring to the fifth ring, they are all bad juniors who share the same smell as Lingshan on weekdays. At present, seeing that Ling Shan was humiliated, they all decided that Ling Dong was a means to make people unseemly. Between the angry cursing and shouting, he completely ignored the rules of the fifth ring and rushed towards Ling Dong on the stage.

Seeing this, Ling Dong’s eyes were cold, and he said softly: “Are you all here?”

……

“Brother Ling Dong!”

Due to the distance so far away, the young Qianchan could not know what was happening on the other side of the fifth ring, and she only saw a group of people ‘fiercely’ surrounding her Ling Dongge.

Ling Xiao, who was sitting next to Qiu Chan, stood up abruptly and wanted to go over to block all this.

“Third brother, what do you want to do, do you want guests to see our Ling family’s jokes?”

Ling Mang, who was only a seat away from Ling Xiao, that is, Ling Shan and Ling Hong’s father, said conspiratorially the moment Ling Xiao got up. The situation on the other side of the fifth ring, Ling Mang had already seen it in his eyes, he didn’t understand why Ling Dong dared to jump into the ring, but he understood why his son Ling Shan was in trouble with Ling Dong. It’s just that his son made a mistake today, and somehow he was trampled under Ling Dong’s feet. Since his own son was humiliated in public, then Ling Xiao’s son should not think about it.

“Isn’t all this in front of them a joke in their eyes?” Ling Xiao spoke.

“The farce of the junior is just that, not to mention the ‘first-line sky’ mode is originally a group of one person fighting”

Taking a deep look at Ling Xiao, Lin Mang continued: “But the meaning of the previous generation’s action has changed, don’t you think that the jokes you brought to the Ling family are not enough?” ”

Ling Mang’s last words cannot be described as unscrupulous. Ling Xiao’s body froze, and he knew that Ling Mang was alluding to him being defeated by Ling Langtian’s move.

Call~

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, and after calming his state of mind, he calmly said: “The ‘Frontline Heaven’ model is indeed a group of people fighting, but the so-called group is a challenge to come to power one by one, rather than rushing like now… Belch?! ”

His gaze fell on the fifth ring again, and the word ‘up’ that Ling Xiao was about to exit came to an abrupt end, and the situation on the stage made him completely stunned on the spot.

But I saw those juniors who pounced on their sons, constantly flying upside down. Some fell heavily on the ring, and some smashed the bluestone ground outside the stage.

In the fifth ring, there are all teenagers lying on the ground. On and off stage, there was a wail.

During the whole process, his son Ling Dong, his body did not dodge or dodge, but simply shook his fist and then punched, and his steps did not move for half a minute.

Ling Xiao opened his mouth, but did not make any sound.

Is this really his own son Ling Dong?!

Ling Mang, who was talking to Ling Xiao, also saw this shocking scene, and he also stood up.

When did the third old man who became a waste and gave birth to a small waste like this… Raw?!!

Ling Xiao’s side of Qiao Chan, her little face turned red with excitement, like a red fluttering apple. She clenched her small fists and kept muttering, “Brother Ling Dong is so powerful!” When did it become so powerful?! Why didn’t I notice at all…”

……

“Is this really Ling Dong, the son of the third elder?!”

“Although the strongest juniors Ling Hong, Ling Xia, and Ling Chen are not on top, the strongest of those juniors also have a quenched body sixth, right? Ling Dong’s punch one….. The strength must at least be quenched eightfold, isn’t it comparable to Ling Hong, Ling Xia, and Ling Chen?! ”

“I said Lao Ling, didn’t you say that your grandson only has the Quenching Body Dual Heaven, this is the Quenching Body Dual Heaven?!” People from other families said this to Ling Tian.

As for the patriarch of the Ling family, Ling Dong’s grandfather, Ling Tian, looked at the young man on the fifth platform, his eyes were both trance and excitement.

……

The wailing sound everywhere made Ling Hong, Ling Chen, and Ling Xia in the audience realize that Ling Dong on the stage was no longer the Ling Dong they recognized.

“No wonder I have the courage to step into the fifth ring, it turns out that the strength has increased. Well, if it’s too boring for me to step on an ant, it’s kind of interesting now.”

While speaking, Ling Hong jumped onto the fifth ring. Without further words, he walked towards Ling Dong.

Bang!

Ling Hong, who had just entered the Nine Heavens of Quenching Body yesterday, had no difference in ending with his younger brother Ling Shan.

After the palm and fist exchanged, Ling Hong’s arm bone was broken by Ling Dong’s punch, and the body that landed on the ground was stepped on by Ling Dong’s left foot.

Ignoring Ling Hong’s struggle, Ling Dong looked at Ling Chen in the audience, and his meaning was self-evident.

Holding back the horror in his heart, Ling Chen jumped forward, and the moment he swept towards Ling Dong, the eight desolate palms were sacrificed.

Bang!

In the next second, in the early morning of the peak of the Quenching Body Eight Heavens, his body flew out of the ring upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

“Sister Ling Xia, are you coming too?” Ling Dong looked at Ling Xia again.

“I’ll just… Don’t come.”

Looking at the clan brother who was judged by the two compared to the past, Ling Xia replied with a lost mind.

Hearing this, Ling Dong nodded, and then turned his head to look at his father and Qianchan on the sidelines. Ling Dong, whose expression had been calm for several minutes and his eyes had been cold, smiled at this moment.

Father, do you see that?

Dong’er is right for you, and for myself!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

At the moment when the father and son looked at each other, the Dao Heavenly Voice sounded in Ling Dong’s ears.

Father God?!

The moment Tianyin entered his ears, Ling Dong immediately thought of his Father God.

The heavenly sound that contains the mysterious heaven and earth enlightens Ling Dong’s divine soul and sublimates his state of mind.

Wisps of invisible and colorless divine light continued to pour into Ling Dong’s body. He felt warm, as if he was in a heavenly spring. The barrier of the realm that separated the Quenching Body Realm and the Metamorphosis Realm began to appear with fine cracks, and then continued to shatter.