"What do you want to do?" Yang Ling took a step back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hehe, your temper is not small, this is not the universe you are in, don't be big, I don't believe that you don't bring a single spiritual stone with a spiritual realm monk!" The thin old man laughed dryly, and reached out again to grab Yang Ling's hand.

"Smack~" Yang Ling raised his hand and slapped the old man's face.

This came down too suddenly, and the old man probably didn't expect Yang Ling to make the first move, so he was directly slapped back three or four steps before standing firm, and five clear red marks appeared on a black face.

"You are looking for death~!" The old man was stunned for a moment and immediately became angry, stepped in front of Yang Ling, and smashed his hands directly like the wind.

Yang Ling didn't dare to be careless, took a step from the side, and then kicked the old man's leg fiercely.

You can't use spells to fight here, it's all about physical strength, and no matter how strong the old man's realm is, no matter how deep the Dao method is, he can't use it.

"Bang~" The old man smashed one hand on Yang Ling's shoulder, and Yang Ling also kicked on the old man's thigh, and the two of them kicked back a few steps at the same time.

Yang Ling grinned and took a cool breath, but the old man's face was red and white for a while, and before Yang Ling could stand firm, he pounced again.

I'm your uncle, you're still over.

Yang Ling's anger also rose, he was hoeed by Long Batian and covered with blood as soon as he came, and before he figured out the situation, a dead old man who was almost unstable also came to bully him, it was too unreasonable.

What's more, according to Long Batian, this place is basically no one to take care of except for mining, and you don't need to bury it if you kill it, just throw it in the abandoned mine, besides, if you don't behave ruthlessly, you will be bullied and won't be able to live in the future, just like Long Batian.

So Yang Ling also roared and pounced, and the two soon crackled together, and at first they looked powerful, you kicked me, I punched you, and after a few minutes, the two twisted together, grabbed their hair and pulled their ears, and rolled on the ground with a red face and a thick neck.

The old man's strength is very great, Yang Ling feels that his hair is about to be pulled into a bald head, he has grown so big, Yang Ling has never been so aggrieved when he fights this kind of shrew king eight punches, and the old man is not happy, both ears are about to be torn off by Yang Ling, if it is not for the high realm and strong body, the ears are not his own.

Looking at the gray faces of the two rolling on the ground, more than a dozen people in the hall pointed as if they were watching the excitement, and some people who were hiding in the room and meditating also came out one after another to watch from afar, but the strong man sitting on the big stone in the center did not open his eyes.

After a few minutes, Yang Ling had been pressed to the ground by the old man, and his neck was rolled by a pair of wizened handbands, so he was ruthless, and the spirit baby in the sea of gods suddenly opened his eyes, and the blue, white and black three-color brilliance flashed on the top of his head, and he saw the three-color brilliance gushing out of Yang Ling's head lying on the ground, condensing into a half-foot-long three-color sword, and slashing at the thin old man's forehead.

"Ah~~"

With a terrible scream, the thin old man's hand loosened and rolled down, and Yang Ling immediately jumped up, panting and stomping heavily on the old man's chest.

"Click~"

Hearing only a slight sound, the thin old man's chest collapsed, and he opened his mouth to spurt out a few mouthfuls of blood, and there was no movement at all.

"Phew~!" Yang Ling spat at the thin old man who had fainted, and then kept rubbing his head, and found that the wound that had finally scabbed over began to bleed again, and he couldn't help but kick the old man again. The thin old man rolled out seven or eight meters away without a sound.

Yang Ling's time from sending out the Yufu Yuan Slashing Technique to turning defeat into victory was only a short three or five seconds.

There was a dead silence in the hall, but the strong man on the stone opened his eyes at this time and looked at Yang Ling coldly.

"I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble either!" Yang Ling turned his head to look at the ghost beast with an expressionless face.

The ghost beast took two steps back, a hint of horror appeared on his face, and said, "You...... How can you use spells?"

Yang Ling was also stunned for a moment, just now he was forced to use the Yufu Yuan Slashing Technique, but now it was also very strange, so he turned his head to look at Long Batian.

And Long Batian was even more confused.

The rules of this place are strange, all magic weapons and spells are almost impossible to use, but the three-color light that emerged from Yang Ling's head just now is obviously the power of the true soul that only exists in the Void Realm, it is obviously a kind of spell, and it directly overturned the thin old man, you must know that the thin old man has been here for tens of thousands of years, and he is also a Dao Realm powerhouse of the Silent Destruction Realm.

At this time, the strong man sitting on the stone jumped down and walked straight in front of Yang Ling, his body was more than two meters tall and strong like a rhinoceros, staring at Yang Ling's face condescendingly and saying, "Boy, which universe are you from? Don't think it's great to be able to use spells, there are more people here who are stronger than you!"

Yang Ling said lightly: "This place is not what I want to come, not to mention that they are all a group of enslaved people, and they are not as good as pigs and dogs, what is the meaning of mentioning before, since there are no rules here, then you can only speak with your fists, if you can beat me to the heart, I will bow down, what's the use of scaring people?"

"You ......" the strong man froze for a moment, then squinted his eyes and nodded, "Yes, you are right, but every newcomer has to pass this level, and those who carry the past have status, and they can also be assigned to good tunnels. ”

Yang Ling had heard Long Batian talk about the situation here before, so he didn't show surprise, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, let's start, finish the work early, maybe you can go out early!"

"Go out?" The strong man showed a strange expression on his face, "My name is Ao Biao, I really hope you still have a chance to go out!"

After Ao Biao finished speaking, he waved back, and two sturdy middle-aged men ran over.

"You two greet him!"

"Okay, Brother Biao~!" The two of them nodded their heads, and then pulled out a posture from left to right and prepared to make a move, and the ring that Yang Ling carried on his hand flashed with a blue light, and a half-foot-long sword embryo appeared in his hand, injecting spiritual energy, guiding the power of the divine soul to communicate the formation, but ...... There was no movement at all.

I'll go, Yang Ling was stunned for a while.

"Haha, boy, don't waste your energy, except for the storage magic weapon and hoe that can be used here, the fight is all by fist, take the move!" one of them had a gloating look on his face.

Yang Ling's performance was almost the same as that of all newcomers, and he obviously didn't understand the situation too well.