MTL - Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation

   Chapter 689 687. Let me watch

   King Pisha suddenly remembered that the rumored blood **** real Zhao Lingbo was in the Golden Core state, and he had already cultivated a flawless golden body. Even if he died for many years, the golden body would not turn into a mummy, at most it would turn into a stone.

   And Zhao Lingbo's tomb opened the door for convenience, obviously to let the latecomers drive straight in.

  Who is the latecomer? They are the offspring of Zhao Lingbo.

  She is waiting for her offspring to arrive.

  Although Di Ao is not a descendant of Zhao Lingbo, he is almost the same.

  These thoughts flashed through Pisha Tianwang's mind in an instant, and she shouted loudly, trying to stop Di Ao.

   But it was too late, Di Ao's hand touched Zhao Lingbo's body.

   Mutation and sudden emergence.

  Di Ao suddenly let out a scream, like an electric shock, his whole body trembled.

  Her skin instantly swelled up a large number of blood vessels, and the blood in the blood vessels was surging madly, flowing into Zhao Lingbo's body through the places where the arms and limbs touched.

   Pisha Tianwang had a serious face, but he didn't stop it at this time, but watched coldly from the sidelines.

  In a blink of an eye, Di Ao seemed to have been stripped of his flesh and blood, his skin stuck to his bones, and he fell limply to the ground.

   On the contrary, Zhao Lingbo, who was originally a mummy, was like an inflated balloon, filled with flesh and blood, and his whole body swelled up.

  In the blink of an eye, she returned to her full limbs, even her dark skin became white and smooth again, and the stomach that was torn apart by King Pisha also returned to its original state.

  An astonishing aura spread from Zhao Lingbo's body, filling the entire tomb in a blink of an eye.

  The next moment, Zhao Lingbo opened his blood-red eyes, and flew straight up from the ground.

  She was suspended in the air, staring in all directions, her gaze instantly met that of King Pisha.

   "Who are you?"

  Zhao Lingbo said, his voice dry and cold.

   Pisha Tianwang watched Zhao Lingbo's whole process from mummy to resurrection, and couldn't help being a little surprised. If it was her, she would not be able to be resurrected after being dead for so long.

   This Zhao Lingbo opened the door of convenience, clearly to lure his offspring to serve as sacrifices for her resurrection.

   King Pisha did not say anything, but looked at it with great interest.

  Although Zhao Lingbo's aura was good, Pisha Tianwang could see that she had suffered a serious loss of vitality and blood, and her strength was not even one in ten, which was far worse than himself.

  In this way, King Pisha took the initiative, so she was not in a hurry, but wanted to see what Zhao Lingbo was going to do.

  Seeing that King Pisha didn't answer, Zhao Lingbo frowned slightly, and she looked at Di Ao who was almost mummified on the altar below, her gaze fixed.

   "It actually usurped the blood of my descendants, no wonder the blood is impure."

  Zhao Lingbo let out a cold snort, and she could tell at a glance that Di Ao was not her descendant, but just forcibly usurped his descendant's blood, which made the power in her body impure now.

  Zhao Lingbo stretched out his hand towards Di Ao, and the blood **** mask on her face immediately flew into Zhao Lingbo's hand automatically.

  Di Ao didn't respond. Although she had an immortal body after being transformed into a blood **** soldier, Zhao Lingbo had already absorbed the essence of flesh and blood in her body at this moment.

  Although he is not dead yet, he is half dead, let alone stopped.

  Zhao Lingbo put the blood **** mask on his face, and a large amount of qi and blood essence swarmed out from the blood **** mask and poured into Zhao Lingbo's body.

  Her momentum and strength rose rapidly.

   Pisha Tianwang's face changed slightly, he didn't expect Zhao Lingbo to have a way to recover his strength quickly.

  The invisible big hand stretched out from her body, and immediately slapped Zhao Lingbo, trying to stop him.

   Behind Zhao Lingbo, an invisible figure suddenly appeared, almost similar to Zhao Lingbo, leaping over her and flying towards the big hand.

  Boom!

  The stand-in collided with Pisha Tianwang's big hand, making a loud noise.

   Zhao Lingbo's stand-in crazily swung his fists, hitting the shadows of fists all over the sky, and beat Pisha Tianwang's giant hands back steadily.

   Pisha Tianwang once again extended a giant hand from behind, and two giant hands besieged the stand-in.

   But the stand-in was one against two, but he didn't lose the wind in the slightest.

  Zhao Lingbo watched coldly, the essence of qi and blood hidden in the blood **** mask was helping her quickly recover to her peak strength.

   Boom boom boom!

  The fight between the two Jindan realms caused the entire tomb to crumble, and countless gravels fell from the top of the tomb.

   Soon, King Pisha took the initiative to stop, because Zhao Lingbo's strength had returned to its peak, comparable to hers.

  There is no irreconcilable conflict between the two sides, and if the fight continues, both parties will lose.

  Seeing that Pisha Tianwang stopped, Zhao Lingbo also summoned the double back. She had just been resurrected, and she didn't want to conflict with an inexplicable and powerful enemy.

   "Who the **** are you?"

   Zhao Lingbo asked again.

   This time, King Pisha did not remain silent: "The True Mother God Sect, the leader of the Black Yaksha, King Pisha."

  Zhao Lingbo frowned slightly. She had never heard of these names. It should be a sect that appeared after she fell asleep.

   "What year is it?"

   Zhao Lingbo asked again.

   What she asked was a set of calendars in the world of cultivating immortals, which has been popular in the world of cultivating immortals thousands of years ago, and is calculated by the heavenly stems and earthly branches.

   King Pisha replied truthfully: "It is now the thirty-ninth year of Chensi."

  Zhao Lingbo made some calculations in his heart, and was horrified that he had been asleep for so long.

  She hastily looked down at the white jade coffin, and was relieved to find that the coffin was intact.

   But her actions were clearly seen by King Pisha.

   "Phisha King?"

  Zhao Lingbo looked up at her: "Your Excellency, what is your business in the tomb of the real person?"

   King Pisha smiled slightly: "Come to find something."

  Zhao Lingbo asked, "What is it?"

   King Pisha shook his head.

  She shook her head with many meanings. It can be said that she didn’t want to tell Zhao Lingbo, or she didn’t find it. How to interpret it depends on the other party.

  Zhao Lingbo didn't force it, and said, "Since you haven't found it, please go ahead."

  Phisha Heavenly King didn't move at all, but said with a smile: "It's rare to come here, how can I return empty-handed."

  Zhao Lingbo's arrangement should not only be as simple as luring the offspring to resurrect her, but it must have hidden meanings.

  Although he did not find the Sun of Absolute Beginning, King Pisha wanted to find out what Zhao Lingbo was going to do, so naturally he would not leave.

  Seeing that King Pisha refused to leave, a stern look flashed in Zhao Lingbo's eyes, and he said coldly, "Your Excellency, do you really want to fight against this real person?"

   King Pisha shrugged: "Of course not, I'm just curious, can't I just watch?"

  Zhao Lingbo remained silent, but his momentum became more and more vigorous.

   And King Pisha is also very imposing. Although Zhao Lingbo has recovered his peak strength, King Pisha will not be afraid of her.

  The two auras confronted each other, and waves rolled up on the flat ground, making the entire empty tomb room humming like a ghost horn.

   Right at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

   "Let me watch it, too?"

  (end of this chapter)