All-field Godly Wish System

Ancestor Baishan's black Qi rolled around his body and formed a small shield in front of the man.    

    

At the same time, the cloak behind him moved without any wind. It suddenly opened up to protect the man's back. Then, a black jade ruyi floated out and blocked the man's left side.    

    

Finally, he stood on the right side of the man!    

    

In the next moment, four teacups swept over!    

    

"Crack crack crack!"    

    

Four crisp sounds were heard almost at the same time. All the teacups were blocked. Ancestor Baishan's face turned slightly pale, but he still forced himself to look at Yang Ling and said, humph!" How is it? Old Monster Yang, this move of yours is nothing more than this."    

    

Yang Ling said with a faint smile. "Old ghost Baishan is indeed powerful. My technique, the Four Corners Cloud Movement, might not be able to defeat a Xiantian warrior."    

    

"Ding! You have fulfilled Ancestor Baishan's wish of blocking your second attack, Wish Value + 1."    

    

Ancestor Baishan was indeed powerful, but anyone with discerning eyes could see that Yang Ling was just casually casting the skill and then saying some polite words.    

    

If it wasn't for the teacup but the four magical treasures, Ancestor Baishan would be dead for sure.    

    

Everyone looked at Yang Ling with admiration in their eyes.    

    

Before this, they only thought that Yang Ling was a young man who occasionally got lucky and enjoyed playing around. But now, it seemed like he was a true powerful cultivator!    

    

"Ding! You have fulfilled everyone's wish to see you show your skills, Wish Value + 1."    

    

He looked at Patriarch Reliance, whose face was a bit pale. Yang Ling smiled faintly. "What do you think? Do you still want to take my third strike?"    

    

Ancestor Baishan took a deep breath and snorted, "Since this is a bet, how can you back off?"    

    

"You attack."    

    

"Alright."    

    

The corner of Yang Ling's mouth curled up, and then he pointed with his finger. A thunderous sound rang out in the room, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a finger shot towards Ancestor Baishan!    

    

"Lightning Controlling Technique?"    

    

Ancestor Baishan was shocked. All the Genuine Qi in his body instantly gathered on his palm and was about to receive the attack head on. However, he didn't expect that the lightning would suddenly deviate from its path just as it was about to hit Ancestor Baishan. It actually turned into a lightning dragon!    

    

"Lightning transformation!"    

    

Everyone cried out in alarm once again. The lightning dragon had already bypassed Ancestor Baishan and exploded on the young man behind him with a loud bang!    

    

"Yang Ling, you!"    

    

Ancestor Baishan was shocked. He turned around and saw that the young man who was hit by the lightning dragon was not dead. Instead, he swung his palm at the young man's head with a ferocious expression!    

    

Just as the young man was about to make a move, a gray fog spread out from his body. Everyone stood up on reflex.    

    

"Savage Tribe?!"    

    

Nalan Jin cried out in shock, but Yang Ling snorted coldly. "You still dare to commit murder!"    

    

A bolt of lightning suddenly appeared. It struck the man's head. The young man from the Savage Tribe let out a miserable shriek and kept retreating.    

    

"Ding! You have shattered the young man's wish to kill Ancestor Baishan. Attribute Point + 1!"    

    

The young man looked at the crowd and said, "All the natives of Huaxia are here. It's worth it to exchange my life for so many of you!"    

    

As he spoke, his body suddenly started shaking and was about to explode!    

    

"With just you!"    

    

Many Xiantian almost wanted to attack at the same time, but Su Qiling and Little Dragon Maiden were the fastest.    

    

The Immortal Ending Sword instantly chopped off this person's head, and a fireball shot out from Su Qiling's beautiful eyes. Almost at the same time, it smashed onto the body of the young man from the Savage Tribe.    

    

Sword light and flames flashed and disappeared. In the next moment, the man had turned into a pile of ash and disappeared into the sky.    

    

All of this takes a long time to describe, but actually happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a piece of flint.    

    

When everyone came back to their senses, the crisis had already been resolved.    

    

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.