I just traveled through time and you told me that Taoism is gone?

Yuantong's eyes were firmly fixed on the little guy at this moment.

If it weren't for the energy emanating from the little guy, he would never have imagined that this kid was actually the source of the most precious treasure in the world.

As the energy emitted by the little guy became more and more intense, the surprise in Yuantong's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a strong sense of greed.

Yuantong had also heard about the legend of the Earth Source Spirit. He didn't think about it until he met the Earth Source Spirit. Now that the Earth Source Spirit was in front of him, it would be a lie to say he wasn't moved.

Yuantong's thoughts were spinning rapidly, and he was already planning how to take this earth source spirit as his own.

Even if he can't use this Earth Source Spirit, if he offers him to the leader of the Tiangang Alliance, his status in the alliance will definitely rise.

"hey-hey…"

Thinking of this, Yuantong couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing, senior brother?"

Yuan Yuan watched Yuantong giggle all the time and couldn't help but ask.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

After hearing this, Yuantong realized that he had lost his composure, and then coughed twice, and his face returned to seriousness.

……

As the colorful light became brighter and brighter, the little guy finally turned into a colorful ball of light.

The light ball did not stop after appearing, slowly drifting towards the blood curtain, and finally got into the blood curtain entirely.

……

At this time, Zhao Xuanling was half-kneeling on the ground, with tiny beads of sweat covering his forehead and breathing heavily.

The continuous attacks from the giant ax overwhelmed Zhao Xuanling, and the long period of evasion slowly exhausted Zhao Xuanling's physical strength.

"boom!"

There was another loud noise, and a huge ax fell again.

Zhao Xuanling moved and rolled away to the side.

After dodging the attack of the giant axe, Zhao Xuanling's figure was already swaying a little, as if he would fall to the ground the next moment.

"I didn't expect that I would end up here today."

Zhao Xuanling gritted his teeth and spit out unwilling words.

"Little Taoist, I want to see how long you can hide. Here, my attacks are endless. Even if I play with you for a year, it will be no problem."

The North Heavenly King's joking voice sounded again.

Seeing Zhao Xuanling in such a mess, Beitian Wang was in a great mood.

"Humph!"

Zhao Xuanling snorted coldly and said:

"Even if you die, I have to peel off your skin."

Zhao Xuanling knew that his current situation could be said to be extremely bad.

If it weren't for the field, relying on one's own cultivation, there would be no problem in defeating Beitianwang. The problem lies in this unsolvable field. It may be impossible to escape unscathed this time.

With that said, Zhao Xuanling reluctantly stood up, raised the Longquan Sword with firm eyes, and swiped it across his wrist without hesitation.

As the Longquan Sword passed by, a wound appeared on Zhao Xuanling's wrist, and then blood continued to spurt out.

"Oh?"

King Beitian looked at Zhao Xuanling's behavior with some confusion.

"What? Do you want to commit suicide?"

"Haha, suicide?"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the blood flowing out of his wrist and sneered:

"If my guess is correct, your body is also dissolved in this field, right?"

"What do you mean?"

Beitianwang said with some hesitation.

Zhao Xuanling snorted coldly when he heard this. It seemed that he had guessed it right.

"Since normal attacks can't hurt you, I'll use my strongest Taoist move. I'll make a blood talisman with my own essence and blood. I don't know if you can still withstand it!"

After the words fell, Zhao Xuanling made a hand with his fingers, and the blood that had been dripping floated up and hung in front of Zhao Xuanling.

Zhao Xuanling reached out and touched the blood in front of him, and then kept waving his fingers back and forth in the air.

As Zhao Xuanling's fingers continued to move through the air, blood spread with the flow of his fingers.

The blood talisman uses one's own essence and blood as ink. When the talisman is completed, the person dies and the Tao disappears.

This is a way to die together. The fact that this field can push Zhao Xuanling to this point is enough to show how powerful it is.

The blood talisman gradually takes shape from stroke to stroke, and with each stroke, the energy contained in it will surge.

King Beitian also felt the energy contained in this blood talisman and did not dare to tease Zhao Xuanling anymore.

"Little Taoist, how about this, I unlock the realm and you don't need to use this blood talisman anymore?"

There was clearly a hint of submission in Beitianwang's words.

Zhao Xuanling guessed right. The reason why this field is so strong is precisely because it incorporates its own cultivation.

But no matter how strong an object is, there is a limit to the force it can bear. Once it exceeds this limit, it will break instantly.

Once the domain is broken, Beitianwang will also be harmed, and may even be driven away directly.

The energy contained in this blood talisman makes the North Heaven King a little afraid. Facing Zhao Xuanling's life-saving blow, even if there is a field that can resist part of the damage, he will be seriously injured or even lose all his cultivation. This is not what the North Heaven King wants. result.

When you reach this level of cultivation, your cultivation is more important than your life. If you lose your cultivation, you might as well die.

King Beitian had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"Haha...it's too late..."

Zhao Xuanling sneered and said in an extremely weak voice.

The more Beitian Wang behaves like this, the more sure Zhao Xuanling is that he has guessed it right.

At this time, Zhao Xuanling's face was as pale as rice paper, his lips were dry and peeling, and his breath was extremely weak.

As the last stroke fell, a huge rune about one and a half meters long and one meter wide fell in front of Zhao Xuanling.

The runes emitted a faint red light, and although they seemed calm, the energy contained in them was enough to destroy the world.

"Little Taoist, let's not fight. How about I lose? I'll let you go. I'll let you leave now."

Looking at the formed blood talisman, Beitianwang was completely panicked.

The consequences that I just thought about were minor. With the energy contained in this blood talisman, I could easily kill myself.

The arrogant Northern King finally felt scared at this moment.

Zhao Xuanling did not answer. At this time, he was as angry as a gossamer and there was no blood left in his body.

Zhao Xuanling does not regret having reached this point, but is a little unwilling.

This war monster is too careless. If it weren't for him, the Northern King's strength would not have soared to the level of the Ghost King, and this field would not be so tyrannical.

However, now that it has developed to this point, it is not a loss to exchange one's life for the life of King Beitian, but there is no way to fulfill the promise he made in front of his master's grave.

Under the gaze of King Beitian, Zhao Xuanling raised his arm with difficulty, stretched out his hand to touch the blood talisman, and pushed it out slowly with force on his hand.

At this moment, a colorful ray of light suddenly lit up in the blood curtain, and the dazzling light illuminated the entire blood curtain.

The sudden bright light made Zhao Xuanling unable to open his eyes.

"brat?"

Zhao Xuanling looked at the colorful light all too familiar. Isn't this the little guy?

A ball of light kept magnifying in Zhao Xuanling's eyes, and finally flew slowly to Zhao Xuanling's side.

"Little guy...why did you come in? Didn't I ask you to wait for me outside..."

Zhao Xuanling looked at the light ball beside him and forced a smile.

The little guy also seemed to feel that Zhao Xuanling was completely lifeless, and the colorful light was flickering on and off at this moment, as if he was venting his grief and anger.

Zhao Xuanling's question was not answered. The ball of light only stayed beside Zhao Xuanling for a moment before diving into the Longquan Sword.

The light ball sank into the Longquan Sword, and a sudden buzz came from the Longquan Sword, followed by a colorful halo of light that gradually spread under Zhao Xuanling's feet.

Zhao Xuanling looked at the sudden appearance of the circle of light, with a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

"This is...the realm?"