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Chapter 907 Heart Tribulation

Dong Ling has practiced Taoism for a long time to be less than a hundred years old.

After more than ninety years, he successfully practiced to the Nascent Soul stage.

During these ninety years, the Golden Demon Lord accompanied him through more than seventy years of cultivation.

For Dong Lingxian, the Golden Demon Lord is an existence that is both a master, a father and a friend.

He betrayed the sect for the sake of the Jinsha Demon Lord.

The Golden Demon Lord plundered his cultivation for twenty or thirty years, and he didn't care at all.

His friendship with the Golden Demon Lord was completely beyond his parents and relatives.

How could he watch the Golden Demon Lord be sealed in front of him?

Even if the one who sealed the Golden Demon Lord was a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

When facing a monk in the God Transformation Stage, there may be no chance of victory.

But so what?

Which one has not been a battle over the years?

No matter which time, you won’t be in a situation of death, you will find a way out.

This time, the same goes for the same.

Dong Ling took a deep breath first, and his right hand turned over the giant yellow flying sword that was already in his hand.

This sword is called Tiansha Sword.

Dong Lingxian's natal flying sword is unfortunately only at sixth level and has not advanced with him.

At this time, Zhu Zishan was playing with the colorful porcelain in his hand, and the Golden Demon Lord sealed inside the researcher.

Zhu Zishan looked up at Dong Lingxian who was standing with a strange look on his face, his eyes full of inquiring gazes.

Dong Lingxian opened his eyes with a strong sense of fighting.

"Fellow Taoist, please let Old Jin go." Dong Ling decided to be polite first and then soldiers.

Zhu Zishan looked at Dong Ling and pondered for a moment before saying, "My name is Zhu Zishan."

"I know your name is Zhu Zishan!" Dong Lingxian said with narrowed eyes.

"You are the Supreme Elder of Shiraishi Valley."

"You are the head of Shiraishi Valley and Bai Yunting's husband."

"I also know that your true nature is a wild boar monster." Dong Lingxian said with his eyes narrowed.

"You answered correctly, I'm a wild boar demon." Zhu Zishan threw the ceramic stick in his hand and slapped on the ground at the same time.

A huge brown-haired wild boar appeared and opened his mouth and swallowed the ceramic stick into his mouth.

The Golden Demon Lord could not put it in the storage bag, so he could only store it in his mouth first.

"drink!"

Dong Ling shouted loudly and raised the Tiansha Sword in his hand.

The yellow sand in the sky suddenly appeared, and Dong Ling first held the Tiankill Sword and slowly stretched into the sky, like a king with boundless power.

On the island.

The fat brown-haired wild boar didn't move, just watching Dong Ling rise to the sky first.

"Zhu Zishan! Hand over Mr. Jin, otherwise I won't blame me for being polite." Dong Lingxian warned again.

The wild boar demon on the ground tilted his head and looked at Dong Lingxian who was rising to the sky as if he was looking at a fool.

Dong Ling raised his hand first.

Tiansha Sword rushed into the sky.

A huge flying sword fell from the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhuzishan on the island.

The huge yellow flying sword fell down with boundless power.

The huge wild boar demon on the island did not hide at all.

There was a rumbling sound.

The yellow flying sword turned into yellow sand all over the sky.

A wild boar demon wrapped in yellow sand shook his hair on his body, and all the yellow sand fell to the ground.

Dong Ling first pinched the sword technique.

But I found that my flying sword was not in control at all.

When the yellow sand dissipates.

Dong Ling first saw that his natal flying sword Tiankilling sword was being held in his mouth by the wild boar demon Zhu Zishan.

With a crack.

The wild boar demon closed his mouth together.

Dong Lingxian's flying sword Tiansha sword was broken into two pieces on the spot.

Card crash, card crash, card crash...

After chewing, the wild boar demon spit out the fragments of the Tiansha Sword.

Then the wild boar demon continued to look up at Dong Lingxian, and Dong Ling first drove towards the wild boar demon.

One man and one pig, looking at each other for a long time.

Dong Ling had no way to deal with the wild boar at first, but Zhu Zishan was waiting for Dong Ling to see if he had any new tricks.

At this moment.

Dong Lingxian was shocked to find that without the Golden Demon Lord around him, he was simply an incompetent waste. He had no way to deal with this wild boar.

A sting.

A flash of sword thread.

A huge wild boar demon appeared behind Dong Lingxian, and the pig's trotter was gently raised.

Dong Ling was thrown away by a pig's hooves.

At this time, Dong Lingxian didn't even have a natural flying sword, so he naturally could not use any kind of sword escape technique.

At this time, Dong Ling first lay on the ground with his eyes full of tilts, his eyes were filled with godlessness and no momentum of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

His confidence collapsed.

He had been peeing in the wind for ten miles, but now he was standing with his feet wet.

The huge wild boar monster fell to the ground, and a red light flashed, turning into a wild man in pig's skin.

Zhu Zishan continued to play with the colorful ceramics that sealed the Golden Demon Lord in his hand, and said to Dong Lingxian on the ground: "How many methods have you learned from the Golden Demon Lord?"

"I can't practice his "Jinsha Sword Art", so I realized the "Tiansha Sword Art" by myself." Dong Lingxian said with his eyes blankly.

"I understand the sword technique yourself?"

"Yes... I can only succeed with the guidance of Mr. Jin." Dong Ling replied first.

"He pointed out your feelings." Zhu Zishan said in a tone of sudden enlightenment.

Dong Ling turned his head and did not speak, but just cried in his eyes, which was equivalent to his default.

"After more than 70 years ago, I helped you calculate a fortune and saw the outline of your fate..."

"Before you practice to the Nascent Soul stage, you will be smooth sailing, and turn bad luck into good fortune. After practicing to the Nascent Soul stage, you will encounter a catastrophe in your life, and you will definitely not be able to overcome this catastrophe alone."

"The Taoist sage said: Everything will turn back when it is extreme. Your successful practice for more than 70 years will never be without a price. This price will eventually turn into an irresistible disaster and be applied to you, but you just haven't figured it out..."

"I have already sealed you. The biggest disaster in your life is equivalent to helping you capture this cause and effect, so the disaster will naturally not fall..."

"But even if I have captured this biggest disaster for you, you still have the mental disaster that you need to pass by yourself. I can't help you, so you can only pass by yourself."

"The supernatural powers are not as good as karma, and cause and effect eventually become fate..."

"Your grandfather Dong Liyi is a person who values ​​friendship, and you are... You have this mental disaster, which is my negligence..."

"Since you can't let go of your affection for the Golden Demon Lord and are full of love with this old guy, I won't stop you. Just practice well and try to snatch this stick from me..."

"It may be a bit difficult to steal this thing from me. Let's do this. No matter what method you use, as long as you can break my defense, you will return this stick to you." Zhu Zishan threw the stick in his hand and said.

"I no longer have my natal flying sword. It will take a hundred years to nourish my natal flying sword." Dong Lingxian shouted in despair.

"Your broken sword did not advance with you, and it was also a mess. You go to Volcano Island to find Cao Jie. She can help you refine a seventh-level flying sword in the earth-type." Zhu Zishan said.

"Master Cao Jie, the master of the weapon refining hall..." Dong Ling, the former master of the Fengsha Hall, remembered this weapon refining master first, and a trace of dazed expression appeared in his expression.

"But I have already rebeled from the sect."

"The sect doesn't think you are betrayal. Go and find Cao Jie. She will definitely make a powerful enough natal flying sword for you." After Zhu Zishan finished speaking, he turned into a light to leave. After a moment, he disappeared, leaving only Dong Lingxian alone on the island.
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