Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 211 Qinglong Mountain Collapse

Elder Wang is just one of the two remaining Supreme Elders in Qinglong Mountain. He has the peak cultivation base of Zifu, and his strength is comparable to that of Lei Zhenduo. Expedition outside, complement each other.

Fan Zhengming took out a cyan dragon-shaped long sword from the ring, his eyes were solemn. If Ling Tian only had the trump card of the sword array, he would not be worried, but the attack of the divine sense is invisible and hard to resist , and more importantly, although he has many magic weapons, he lacks the magic weapon that can resist the attack of divine sense.

There are one or two geniuses in many sects in the Great Qi Kingdom who can control the sword array, but there is not even one genius who can use divine sense attacks, not even the inheritance of this secret method. Occasionally, some people can get the incomplete Spiritual thoughts attacking the secret technique, even if one scale and a half of claws are cultivated, they can be invincible vertically and horizontally, not to mention that Ling Tian seems to have obtained a complete inheritance at this moment, so he must not be careless.

Ling Tian smiled slightly, and the Death Star sword came out of its sheath behind him and landed in his hand: "I can kill Lei Zhenduo, and I can naturally kill this Elder Wang. You are all bound to die!"

"Go, give me all, whoever can kill this little thief, I will reward a high-grade magic weapon of the Zifu!" Fan Zhengming's eyes showed a look of fear, if he didn't have those magic weapons, his strength would only be stronger than Fang Gang. On the first line, Ling Tian can easily kill Fang Gang, and he can kill him, so he just wants to delay until Elder Wang arrives.

Those Qinglongshan monks behind Fan Zhengming heard that he had promised a high-grade magic weapon of the Purple Mansion, and their eyes turned red. Except for the elders and the suzerain, the rest of them are at most only the middle-grade magic weapon of the Zifu.

Now I heard that as long as you kill Ling Tian, ​​you can get a high-grade magic weapon from the Zifu. Although you know that Ling Tian's strength is amazing, Fang Gang will be wiped out with one blow, but there are so many of them, no matter how powerful Ling Tian is, he can kill a few of them. ?

A mere early-stage cultivator in the Purple Mansion, even if he has a powerful divine sense to attack the secret method, as long as he is hit with a knife and a half sword and two supernatural powers, he will still die.

Dozens of monks from Qinglong Mountain waved their weapons and displayed their supernatural powers, rushing towards Ling Tian in a dark manner, but Fan Zhengming retreated hundreds of feet calmly, distanced himself from Ling Tian, He knows far more about divine sense attacks than these ordinary monks, so he is even more afraid.

Although facing the siege of dozens of menacing monks, there was no trace of fear on Ling Tian's face. He smiled slightly, and his divine sense rippled out from the sea of ​​consciousness, turning into ripples, engulfing all the monks, and then vibrating violently It touched their souls, causing all of them to fall into a state of being absent-minded, in a trance, and at the mercy of others.

Then with a flick of Ling Tian's finger, streaks of orange light shot out, igniting the most powerful mid-stage and late-stage cultivators of the Zifu, turning them into human-shaped torches.

Immediately afterwards, holding a black epee in his hand, he charged into the group of monks like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and slaughtered all the remaining early stage monks of the Zifu, the peak monks of Yuan Dan.

In a short while, dozens of Qinglong Mountain monks who besieged Ling Tian died, and all of them fell towards the ground.

Ling Tian stood proudly in the sky, looked at Fan Zhengming on the opposite side, and said with a light smile, "Now, it's your turn!"

Fan Zhengming was already dumbfounded. The cultivators who followed him out to fight Ling Tian were all elites, but unexpectedly, they all died at Ling Tian's hands. If Lei Zhenduo was really killed by Ling Tian, ​​Yoshikawa must have It is inevitable, that is to say, the younger generation of Qinglong Mountain has been swept away by Ling Tian, ​​and they will never recover their vitality within decades.

Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared on his face. If Ling Tian was really able to kill Elder Lei, it would be a bit ridiculous to think about recovering his vitality now, because after today, it is very likely that Qinglong The mountain will cease to exist.

At the same time, he still had a trace of regret in his heart. If he knew this earlier, he shouldn't have persecuted Xingjizong so much because of Chu Jianfei's matter, and in the end he had brought such a strong enemy to the sect for no reason.

Even if Elder Wang can kill Ling Tian, ​​so what, after losing so many talented young disciples, Qinglong Mountain will not be able to recover in the next few decades.

Fan Zhengming watched Ling Tian walking in the sky, rushing towards him like a bolt of lightning, he was shocked, he didn't dare to fight him, but turned around directly, wanting to rush into the mountain protection formation, get the formation law asylum.

How could Ling Tian let Fan Zhengming get away so easily? Black light poured out from behind, turning into a pair of star wings. In an instant, he caught up with Fan Zhengming within tens of feet behind him. Like a sword, it submerged into Fan Zhengming's soul and immediately made him stunned.

Layers of clouds and mist rippling from the robe on Fan Zhengming's body supported his body so that he did not fall from the air because of the stoppage of Yuanli. Those layers of clouds and mist like formations emerged in front of him. Come out and wrap him in it.

It seemed that this robe was another high-grade magic weapon of the Purple Mansion, Ling Tian sneered, countless stars burst out from the Death Star Sword in his hand, and then stabbed straight at Fan Zhengming who was like a stone sculpture.

The starlight that flickered on the black epee scattered the cloud-like layers of magic, and finally fell on Fan Zhengming's body, and then the starlight sank into his body like a long river, shattering his internal organs.

Just at this time, a gray figure rushed out from the large array of Qinglong Mountain's guards. Seeing Ling Tian's sword smashing through the guard of Fan Zhengming's robe and hitting Fan Zhengming's heart, he couldn't help but shouted wildly: "The rat!" , don’t stop for me!”

Ling Tian followed suit, drew his sword and backed away. With a flicker of his figure, he retreated a distance of a hundred feet. Then he watched the old man in gray robe rush towards Fan Zhengming like a bolt of lightning, and hugged him.

"Sovereign, suzerain, what's going on?" The gray-robed old man injected Yuanli into Fan Zhengming's body, and then found that Fan Zhengming's internal organs had been shattered by Ling Tian's light sword just now, and his vitality had been cut off. He suddenly raised his head to look at Ling Tian, ​​and shouted angrily: "Mice, who are you? You dare to kill my Qinglong Mountain Sect Master. If you don't avenge this revenge, I, Wang Tiande, will not be a human being!"

"Xing Jizong, Ling Tian!" Ling Tian glanced at Wang Tiande, who had white beard and hair, and directly reported his name.

"Xingji Sect, good, good, you dare to plot against me, the Sect Master of Qinglong Mountain, not only you will die, but even the sect behind you will be razed to the ground!" There was no strange expression on his face, and he directly said that he was about to destroy the Xingjizong. It seemed that he had never heard of the grievances and resentments between Qinglong Mountain, Ling Tian, ​​and Xingjizong.

Ling Tian sneered and said: "Qinglong Mountain has bullied our Xingji Sect for the past two years, and wants to get rid of me quickly. Today, I want to kill you on Qinglong Mountain, and I want to vent my anger over the past two years!"

Hearing Ling Tian's words, Wang Tiande was stunned for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Let's not mention the previous things, you killed my Qinglong Mountain Sect Master and so many elders, disciple, if I let you go today , what face do you have to attack my seniors in Qinglong Mountain, so, you must die today!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, waved it lightly, and a long knife wrapped in electric light appeared in his hand, then pointed at Ling Tian, ​​and gently pushed Fan Zhengming's body into the protective formation of Qinglong Mountain. Yuanli entangled him, took him slowly into the clouds and mists surrounding Qinglong Mountain, and disappeared.

It's a pity in Ling Tian's heart. Fan Zhengming definitely has a lot of magic treasures and spirit stones. He was pushed back to Qinglong Mountain by Wang Tiande.

"A mere cultivator in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion was able to kill Fan Zhengming, boy, you must have practiced the secret attack method of divine sense, right?" Wang Tiande didn't dare to be careless when facing Ling Tian. Although he was far away before, he looked at the score. Ming, in the face of Ling Tian's sword, Fan Zhengming didn't dodge anything. The magic weapon on his body was only passively activated to protect the master. If he hadn't been hit by the divine mind attack secret method and was in a trance, Fan Zhengming would definitely be able to block Ling Tian's sword.

"You do have some knowledge, much better than Lei Zhenduo!" Ling Tian chuckled and admitted directly.

"Lei Zhenting, have you met Elder Lei?" Wang Tiande didn't expect to hear Lei Zhenting's name from Ling Tian's mouth, he was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then asked a question tentatively.

Ling Tian raised the Death Star Sword in his hand, and laughed loudly: "Of course I have, but he is already the soul of my sword, and if I send you to meet them today, your Qinglong Mountain will not be far from being destroyed!"

Wang Tiande raised his head, looked at Ling Tian in disbelief, and said in a deep voice: "Impossible, Senior Brother Lei is the same as me, a peak cultivator in the Purple Mansion, how could he die at your hands? Kid, don't try to lie to me !"

After he finished speaking, bolts of lightning suddenly burst out from his body, and then his figure skyrocketed, turning into a giant in golden armor as high as ten feet high. Although he has the same supernatural powers as Lei Zhenduo, his power is still slightly higher than Lei Zhenduo's.

After displaying his supernatural powers, Wang Tiande raised the long knife in his hand, stepped forward with one step, stepped on the clouds, rushed to Ling Tian, ​​and blasted his left hand towards Ling Tian. Countless thunder and lightning condensed and turned into a cloud covering tens of feet. His giant palm was slapped down hard.

At the same time, the long knife on his right hand swept across Ling Tian, ​​locking up all the space Ling Tian had to dodge and escape. If it was another monk, even if his strength was comparable to him, he could only choose to fight hard. His tricks are all over the place.

(End of this chapter)