MTL - The Immortal Taoist-v5 Chapter 637 Those who block my way, kill without amnesty!

"That kid won't win?"

The ugly face of the Holy King of the Seventh Temple of the Dragon Family should be ugly and ugly. Ling Dao not only did not become the ghosts of the ghosts, but instead could pass the test of 799 steps. He is the Seventh Saint King of the Dragon Clan, and Ling Dao is only the early Saint King of the Dragon Clan. As a result, he can’t even test the 499th floor. Isn’t Ling Dao hitting his face?

The more shocked Ling Dao's performance is, the more uncomfortable the Dragon King's Seven Temple Saint King. Anyone can see that the sixth level of illusion deliberately targets their dragon warriors. His performance in the sixth level of illusion is not understandable compared to the Seven Temple Saint Kings of other races. However, he is nothing compared to Ling Dao, who is also a dragon warrior.

"boom!"

The dragon sword on the 799th floor of the stairs exploded in an instant, which showed how horrible the Holy Dragon Boxing Ling Ling just performed. Of course, Ling Dao's attack can have this effect, but also to the Supreme Golden Eye. If there is no Supreme Golden Eye, and the front is hard, the Holy Dragon Fist performed by Ling Dao is mostly equivalent to the swordsmanship of the opponent.

"Junior, you are fooled!"

Ling Dao's ability to smash the Tulong Baodao really exceeded the expectations of the phantom over the 799th floor. However, in just a moment, that phantom was to transform your own disadvantages into your own advantages. Hundreds of pieces suspended in front of him suddenly turned into an arrow of the off-string and shot towards Ling Dao.

Hundreds of pieces of the Dragon Sword have sealed all the evasion and retreat routes of Ling Dao. The phantom over the 799th floor gave Ling Dao the only choice. Whether Ling Dao can block the offensive of those debris, he does not know, but, he has already won. Even if Ling Dao can block those fragments, he can exert the strongest martial arts in an instant, defeating Ling Dao, and even killing him.

"is it?"

Ling Dao smiled incomprehensiblely, and immediately waved his fists again, rushing towards the phantom above the 799th floor. If the defense is full, the next thing Ling Dao will face is probably the phantom storm attack. As the so-called long-lasting must be lost, the blind defense will only give the victory to the phantom.

That phantom is just an advantage for the time being. If it cannot be converted into a victory, then his advantage is meaningless. Whether there is a Tulong Baodao, in fact, has little effect on his strength, as long as Ling Dao is forced to a desperate situation, he has a way to defeat Ling Dao.

"Stop my way, kill without pardon!"

Ling Dao took a deep breath, double fists like two small suns, radiating an infinite amount of light. He did not stand on the spot to defend, but pierced the phantom above the 799th floor like a spear. A real dragon hundreds of feet in size guarded him, and all the fragments of the Dragon Sword were stabbed on the real dragon.

This real dragon is of course not a physical object, but a dragon body derived from Ling Dao's illustration of a real dragon. He did not retreat and advanced, and the strong attack on the phantom above the 799th floor did not mean that he would completely give up the defense. No matter how strong his body was, he still didn't block the fragments.

Although there were true dragon illustrations blocked outside, there were still dozens of fragments that plunged into Ling Dao's body. Fortunately, Ling Dao was arrogant, and those fragments brought Ling Dao only skin wounds. The physical strength of Ling Dao in the early stage of the Holy King Realm is very rare, and the Saint King Realm Warriors below are stupid.

"He's not dead yet? Are you kidding me?"

"I know that the physical strength of a real dragon is by no means comparable to the warriors of other races. However, his physical body is too strong. Those dragon warriors I have seen before have a physical strength that is far worse than that of him. ."

"Oh... what about not dying? In his current state, can't he pass the test of 899 steps?"

"Are you kidding me? In his current state, he wants to pass the test of 799 steps, is it as difficult as going to the sky, is the test of 899 steps? Is it related to him?"

The battle over the 799th flight of stairs was time and time beyond their expectations. Fortunately, at present, Ling Dao has no hope of climbing 800 steps. Ling Dao was either seriously injured by the phantom over the 799th floor, or killed on the spot, or he died with the phantom over the 799th floor.

"He won!"

Only the young man in white can see that Ling Dao is the winner, and the imaginary defeat over the 799-story steps is already showing signs of defeat. The saint warriors below believe that Ling Dao is a disadvantage, and that the phantom above the 799-story steps is an advantage. They can only say that their eyesight is too bad.

After Ling Dao approached that phantom, he was fighting with that phantom. Whether it is Ling Dao or that ghost, the speed of moves is extremely fast. The phantom shadow sometimes punches, sometimes palms, sometimes refers to swords, and sometimes palms up to knives, all kinds of martial arts, he all came by hand.

Contrary to that phantom shadow, Ling Dao performed only the Holy Dragon Fist from beginning to end. The two of them fought faster and faster, hitting the back, and even those martial arts in the late Saint King Realm below could not see Ling Dao's moves.

The seven temple holy kings of the Kunpeng clan and the seven temple holy kings of the idol clan frowned, because they could see that the martial arts power of the virtual shadow had not changed, and the fist of Ling Dao was more and more. Strong. If this continues, the test of the 799-story steps will not stop Ling Dao, and that false image will be defeated.

"Boom!"

Ling Dao stepped out, a powerful momentum spewed out, and the sixth phantom seemed to tremble a few times. The phantom over the 799th floor failed to block his holy-level true dragon fist. In front of him, it turned into a little rain of light and disappeared.

Seeing Ling Dao's right foot stepping up eight hundred steps, the horrors of the Saint King Realm below were speechless for a while. They really didn't expect that Ling Dao could actually defeat the previous three ghost images. Recalling what they said before they laughed at Ling Dao, they looked like the clown of Leaping Liang, and they lost their faces to grandma's house.

Piece after piece, Ling Dao was forced out of the body. Ling Dao's injury seemed quite scary. In the current state of Ling Dao, it is simply impossible to pass the test of 899 steps. It's just that the Saint King Realm Warriors below have no face to laugh at Ling Dao, and their faces have long been swollen by Ling Dao.

"Fortunately, all of them were skin injuries. By the time I reached the 899th floor, this injury should have almost healed."

Ling Dao secretly said that he was not weaker than the Phoenix family in terms of recovery ability. As long as it doesn't hurt the roots and the world of will, it's really not difficult to recover. Of course, it takes time to heal, and his speed of movement is significantly slower than before.