Chapter 2390 In one breath, countless points are blown
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Feng Qing Yang
Chapter 2390 Blowing countless points in one breath
The battlefield was completely silent, except for the roaring sound of the terrifying holy weapon of dust whisk falling from the sky!
Everyone stared at all this with wide-eyed eyes, whether it was life or death, it was this blow.
Yang Ling looked calmly at the sacred artifact that fell from the sky, but at the moment it was about to fall, he gave a light blow.
"call……"
A hurricane rushed out with him as the center, and the next moment, it directly blew Yan Yuezong's last resistance back.
The hurricane rolled the huge whisk, and it flew backwards. After being blown far away, its power dissipated, and it turned back into the original whisk, which landed on the ground with a "slap".
silence.
The whole world fell silent.
Everyone looked at Fuchen lying quietly on the ground in the distance, then at Yang Ling, the handsome devil, and finally at the stunned Master Yanyue standing in the void.
Everyone seemed to be in a daze and froze in place.
"Holy Artifact..."
"The master burns the source to activate the supreme holy weapon, but was blown away by this devil?"
"incredible."
"Is this still a person?"
"I can not accept!"
Everyone shouted in their hearts, and their perception of power was completely shattered.
"Ding, you have crushed the wish of everyone in Yanyue Sect not wanting you to blow away the holy artifact, attribute points +4800."
"Ding, it was detected that your crushing wish this time has robbed most of the luck of Yan Yuezong, big and small, and obtained a total of 66000 attribute points."
"Ding, you have fulfilled the dragon knight army's wish for you to be invincible, and the wish value is +4800 points."
"Ding, it was detected that your behavior was shocking, and you became the first alien to blow away the holy artifact. The system judged that you have dominated a small area, and the wish value is +4800 points."
A series of system prompts made Yang Ling a little confused.
How many points do you get when you blow out this breath!
It's outrageous, but I like it!
The two beauties, big and small, who were thrown on the back of the black bone pterosaur, had despair in their eyes besides disbelief.
This battle has already been lost.
It was too obvious what would happen to a woman like them caught by such a monster.
Their hearts were gloomy, and they wished they could die right now.
"Ding, you smashed the wish of the two Daughters of Destiny not to be your playthings, attribute points +146 points."
"Ding, you have plundered luck by smashing your wish this time, each reduced by 10%, and you get attribute points: 20000 points."
In the sky, Master Yanyue let out a long sigh, and suddenly looked up to the sky and cried out sadly: "The sky is going to kill my Yanyue Sect, this is not a crime of war!"
"puff!!"
Under the extreme depression, this person spurted blood wildly, fell straight from mid-air, and hit the ground with a bang.
"Master!"
"Brother!"
All the monks of Yanyue Sect cried out in grief, but at this moment, no one dared to move. At some point, this battlefield was filled with a huge aura.
There was nothing evil about this breath, but it made people shudder.
So majestic!
Yang Ling nodded to the daughter beside him, Leya took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, all Yanyue Sect members immediately lowered their heads, put away their magic weapons and knelt down and surrendered, within three breaths, dare to use their weapons Those who are killed without mercy!"
Leya's rumbling voice echoed on the battlefield, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to move first.
"three."
"two."
Leya started counting directly, and the situation became extremely tense, and the monks were trembling slightly. At this moment, they needed someone to take the lead.
"Forget it, kneel down."
There was the mournful voice of Master Yanyue. Although this person vomited blood from anger, he still made the final decision at this moment.
With the words of Master Yanyue, everyone immediately began to drop their heads, and fell to their knees on the blood-stained battlefield.
Seeing the countless monks surrendering to the ground in front of him, Yang Ling felt relieved, and Leiya had a bright smile on her face.
The next moment, Yang Ling's majestic voice sounded: "Dragon Knights wiped out the battlefield, and tied up all the monks with divine vines, and they will be punished at that time."
"Yang Xiaotu, you and the Battle Maid Corps are responsible for the aftermath."
"Yes!"
The crisp voices of 2B and the maid girls sounded in the sky, Yang Ling smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Realist Yanyue, and the two Supreme Elders in the sky will follow me."
As he spoke, he turned around and walked slowly towards the distant city. Don't look at the slowness of walking, but he shrunk to an inch, and disappeared after taking Leya a few times.
At the same time, the pterosaur carrying Yue Qingya's two daughters also spread its wings and flew towards the city.
Now that the matter has come to an end, there is no room for Yanyue Zhenren and others to object, blowing the holy artifact away in one breath, is there anything else to struggle?
No more.
They followed Yang Ling obediently.
Further away, those masters from other major sects who had been hiding in the mountains to watch the battle left one by one with lingering fear.
Seeing Yang Ling's performance, they basically had a judgment in their minds. This master, with a strength of about [-] dragon power, was far beyond the normal range of the semi-holy realm.
This is not something ordinary people can fight against, and perhaps only the rumored powers of the Holy Realm can check and balance this monster.
One by one, they also soared into the sky, and left with a heavy heart.
After today, Tianyue Continent may be in a state of chaos.
At the same time, Yang Ling, who was walking, received a system notification sound: "Ding, you have won a complete victory, successfully dominated the field, obtained 4800 wish points, wish treasure chest +1, cultivation base improvement progress +1, current progress: 28 /12."
"Ding, you have fulfilled the wish of the Dragon Knight and other combat troops to hope that our side will win, and the wish value is +4800 points."
"Ding, you shattered the desire of Yan Yuezong people not to want to be defeated completely, attribute points +4800 points."
Yang Ling didn't know how much benefit he had gained from successfully dominating the domain, so he had to take a good look at it when he went back, but before that, he had to do the follow-up things first.
A moment later, in the banquet hall of the Yan family.
Yang Ling sat high in the first seat, Leya sat pretty on a chair to the left of her father, and on the other side stood two maids, Yan Shuang'er.
As for the rest of the Yan family, they are not qualified to enter this hall at all.
Yang Ling looked indifferently at Master Yanyue and the two elders who were standing down, and then at Yue Qingya and Chu Mengbai, who were thrown to the ground by the pterosaur, and waved their hands lightly. The rope disappeared without a trace.
"Shuang'er, Jiao'er, you two pour tea for a few fellow Taoists."
"Yes, son."
(End of this chapter)
The battlefield was completely silent, except for the roaring sound of the terrifying holy weapon of dust whisk falling from the sky!
Everyone stared at all this with wide-eyed eyes, whether it was life or death, it was this blow.
Yang Ling looked calmly at the sacred artifact that fell from the sky, but at the moment it was about to fall, he gave a light blow.
"call……"
A hurricane rushed out with him as the center, and the next moment, it directly blew Yan Yuezong's last resistance back.
The hurricane rolled the huge whisk, and it flew backwards. After being blown far away, its power dissipated, and it turned back into the original whisk, which landed on the ground with a "slap".
silence.
The whole world fell silent.
Everyone looked at Fuchen lying quietly on the ground in the distance, then at Yang Ling, the handsome devil, and finally at the stunned Master Yanyue standing in the void.
Everyone seemed to be in a daze and froze in place.
"Holy Artifact..."
"The master burns the source to activate the supreme holy weapon, but was blown away by this devil?"
"incredible."
"Is this still a person?"
"I can not accept!"
Everyone shouted in their hearts, and their perception of power was completely shattered.
"Ding, you have crushed the wish of everyone in Yanyue Sect not wanting you to blow away the holy artifact, attribute points +4800."
"Ding, it was detected that your crushing wish this time has robbed most of the luck of Yan Yuezong, big and small, and obtained a total of 66000 attribute points."
"Ding, you have fulfilled the dragon knight army's wish for you to be invincible, and the wish value is +4800 points."
"Ding, it was detected that your behavior was shocking, and you became the first alien to blow away the holy artifact. The system judged that you have dominated a small area, and the wish value is +4800 points."
A series of system prompts made Yang Ling a little confused.
How many points do you get when you blow out this breath!
It's outrageous, but I like it!
The two beauties, big and small, who were thrown on the back of the black bone pterosaur, had despair in their eyes besides disbelief.
This battle has already been lost.
It was too obvious what would happen to a woman like them caught by such a monster.
Their hearts were gloomy, and they wished they could die right now.
"Ding, you smashed the wish of the two Daughters of Destiny not to be your playthings, attribute points +146 points."
"Ding, you have plundered luck by smashing your wish this time, each reduced by 10%, and you get attribute points: 20000 points."
In the sky, Master Yanyue let out a long sigh, and suddenly looked up to the sky and cried out sadly: "The sky is going to kill my Yanyue Sect, this is not a crime of war!"
"puff!!"
Under the extreme depression, this person spurted blood wildly, fell straight from mid-air, and hit the ground with a bang.
"Master!"
"Brother!"
All the monks of Yanyue Sect cried out in grief, but at this moment, no one dared to move. At some point, this battlefield was filled with a huge aura.
There was nothing evil about this breath, but it made people shudder.
So majestic!
Yang Ling nodded to the daughter beside him, Leya took a step forward, and said in a deep voice: "Listen, all Yanyue Sect members immediately lowered their heads, put away their magic weapons and knelt down and surrendered, within three breaths, dare to use their weapons Those who are killed without mercy!"
Leya's rumbling voice echoed on the battlefield, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to move first.
"three."
"two."
Leya started counting directly, and the situation became extremely tense, and the monks were trembling slightly. At this moment, they needed someone to take the lead.
"Forget it, kneel down."
There was the mournful voice of Master Yanyue. Although this person vomited blood from anger, he still made the final decision at this moment.
With the words of Master Yanyue, everyone immediately began to drop their heads, and fell to their knees on the blood-stained battlefield.
Seeing the countless monks surrendering to the ground in front of him, Yang Ling felt relieved, and Leiya had a bright smile on her face.
The next moment, Yang Ling's majestic voice sounded: "Dragon Knights wiped out the battlefield, and tied up all the monks with divine vines, and they will be punished at that time."
"Yang Xiaotu, you and the Battle Maid Corps are responsible for the aftermath."
"Yes!"
The crisp voices of 2B and the maid girls sounded in the sky, Yang Ling smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Realist Yanyue, and the two Supreme Elders in the sky will follow me."
As he spoke, he turned around and walked slowly towards the distant city. Don't look at the slowness of walking, but he shrunk to an inch, and disappeared after taking Leya a few times.
At the same time, the pterosaur carrying Yue Qingya's two daughters also spread its wings and flew towards the city.
Now that the matter has come to an end, there is no room for Yanyue Zhenren and others to object, blowing the holy artifact away in one breath, is there anything else to struggle?
No more.
They followed Yang Ling obediently.
Further away, those masters from other major sects who had been hiding in the mountains to watch the battle left one by one with lingering fear.
Seeing Yang Ling's performance, they basically had a judgment in their minds. This master, with a strength of about [-] dragon power, was far beyond the normal range of the semi-holy realm.
This is not something ordinary people can fight against, and perhaps only the rumored powers of the Holy Realm can check and balance this monster.
One by one, they also soared into the sky, and left with a heavy heart.
After today, Tianyue Continent may be in a state of chaos.
At the same time, Yang Ling, who was walking, received a system notification sound: "Ding, you have won a complete victory, successfully dominated the field, obtained 4800 wish points, wish treasure chest +1, cultivation base improvement progress +1, current progress: 28 /12."
"Ding, you have fulfilled the wish of the Dragon Knight and other combat troops to hope that our side will win, and the wish value is +4800 points."
"Ding, you shattered the desire of Yan Yuezong people not to want to be defeated completely, attribute points +4800 points."
Yang Ling didn't know how much benefit he had gained from successfully dominating the domain, so he had to take a good look at it when he went back, but before that, he had to do the follow-up things first.
A moment later, in the banquet hall of the Yan family.
Yang Ling sat high in the first seat, Leya sat pretty on a chair to the left of her father, and on the other side stood two maids, Yan Shuang'er.
As for the rest of the Yan family, they are not qualified to enter this hall at all.
Yang Ling looked indifferently at Master Yanyue and the two elders who were standing down, and then at Yue Qingya and Chu Mengbai, who were thrown to the ground by the pterosaur, and waved their hands lightly. The rope disappeared without a trace.
"Shuang'er, Jiao'er, you two pour tea for a few fellow Taoists."
"Yes, son."
(End of this chapter)
