Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 483 The Might of the Golden Dragon
"You guys, are you finished?" A smile suddenly appeared on Ling Tian's face, and then he looked at Deng Hui, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Deng Hui seemed to see a ghost, the complacent expression on his face instantly froze, he pointed at Ling Tian, ​​and said loudly: "You, how can you still speak, it's impossible, this must be an illusion, you can't stop the falling soul clock Spiritual attack!"

Lei Mingshan was also stunned, and couldn't believe his eyes at all. The Falling Soul Clock is a top-grade magic weapon of the Yuanshen, let alone deter a mere Vientiane early-stage monk, even killing a Vientiane-level monk is a piece of cake. Even if Deng Hui's strength is not enough, he should be able to handle Ling Tian with ease!

"This magic weapon is not bad, but it's a pity that the strength it uses is too poor!" Ling Tian shook his head lightly. If Lei Mingshan, a cultivator at the beginning of Yuanshen, used the Falling Soul Bell, it might still cause him some trouble. As for Deng Hui, He couldn't even display [-]% of the power of this magic weapon.

A look of embarrassment and anger appeared on Deng Hui's face, then he handed the Falling Soul Bell in front of Lei Mingshan, and said in a deep voice: "Elder Lei, you used this Falling Soul Bell to make that kid so powerful, how dare you look down on us Pingzhou?" The treasure of the Deng family, today I will crush him to ashes!"

Lei Mingshan took the Lost Soul Bell from Deng Hui's hand, then nodded and said, "Don't worry, young master, I will make him understand what will happen to the Deng family in Pingzhou who underestimated us!"

Seeing Ling Tian's sudden opening, and seeing Deng Hui actually handing over the Lost Soul Bell to Lei Mingshan, the monks nearby were all surprised.

"Did you see that kid actually blocked the impact of the Spiritual Mind of the Falling Soul Bell, and you see, he seems to be very relaxed!"

"What a powerful strength, but I think it must be that Deng Hui's strength is too weak to exert the power of the Falling Soul Bell. Now he will hand the Falling Soul Bell to the monk at the beginning of Yuanshen. This time is the real test , I don’t know if that kid can withstand the attack of the spirit of the falling soul bell driven by the monks in the early stage of Yuanshen?"

"I don't think so. The monks in the early stage of Yuanshen are much more powerful than those in the early stage of Vientiane. This time, that kid will definitely be shocked by the falling soul bell!"

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The monks who watched from Qianzhang outside had different opinions, but almost everyone felt that it was unlucky for Ling Tian to take action this time, and even if he could save his life, he would not be able to escape being stunned by divine thoughts and souls.

Lei Mingshan held the Lost Soul Bell in his hand, and shouted loudly to Ling Tian: "Boy, I will give you one more chance. As long as you admit your mistake now, I will spare your life, otherwise you will surely die. The Lost Soul Bell is driven by me. Compared with just now, it is completely different!"

Ling Tian smiled confidently, and said loudly: "I also want to know how powerful this magic weapon will be if it is used by a monk like you at the beginning of the Yuanshen stage!"

Deng Hui said in a deep voice: "Elder Lei, that kid is stubborn, what are you waiting for?"

Lei Mingshan nodded lightly, holding the falling soul bell with his left hand, a mass of energy was condensed from his right hand, and then lightly patted on the falling soul bell.

clang!
In an instant, the carved formations and runes on the Falling Soul Bell shone with dazzling golden light again, and then golden ripples surged out from the Falling Soul Bell, enveloping Ling Tian in an instant.

The circles of ripples exceeded a radius of a thousand feet, and they were still spreading forward, forcing those monks who watched the excitement to keep retreating.

Lei Mingshan activated the Falling Soul Bell, and the golden ripples fully covered the space of nearly [-] feet. All the nearby monks who watched the excitement retreated to a distance of [-] feet, and they did not dare to stay near the golden ripples. Accidentally being swept into the ripples, a person with poor strength is likely to be crushed by the falling soul bell in an instant, and die.

The golden ripples surged towards Ling Tian's sea of ​​consciousness like ocean waves, and their power was far greater than Deng Hui's blow with the Falling Soul Bell before.

The spiritual attack of the falling soul clock was like a raging wave. After rushing into the Lingtian Consciousness Sea, it immediately swept around, carrying the terrifying power to sweep everything.

The little golden dragon in Ling Tian's Sea of ​​Consciousness flew towards the golden ripples pouring into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, let out a dragon chant that resounded through the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and then swallowed all these ripples into its mouth like a whale, continuously refining .

It's just that the spiritual thoughts contained in these golden ripples are so strong that the little golden dragon can't even refine it, which makes Ling Tian feel a little dizzy, and his face is also slightly pale.

"Young master, he seems to be dying!" Lei Mingshan looked at Ling Tian who seemed to be shocked by the attack of Luohun Bell's divine sense, with a smile on his face, and whispered to Deng Hui beside him.

Deng Hui grinned grimly, and said in a deep voice, "I'll deal with him!"

Without waiting for Lei Mingshan to speak, he directly took out the Thunderbolt Sword and flew towards Ling Tian. The purple thunder mark on the long sword in his hand surged with lightning, and he slashed at Ling Tian fiercely. It shot out and turned into a silver thunder sword with a length of hundreds of feet, and it fell on Ling Tian's head.

The little golden dragon in Ling Tian's sea of ​​knowledge finally swallowed the last ripple into his mouth, and then refined Wuhen, his slightly frowned brows relaxed again, watching the volley flying towards Deng Hui who fell with a sword , he suddenly smiled slightly, with a mocking look in his eyes.

The little golden dragon flew out from Ling Tian's sea of ​​knowledge, and rushed towards Deng Hui, only to see Deng Hui in mid-air, suddenly a ball of golden light shone, covering him, and then the figure of the little golden dragon emerged from the void, biting directly at him. On that layer of golden mask, the mask was broken in an instant, and got into the center of Deng Hui's eyebrows.

Deng Hui's soul couldn't bear the impact of the little golden dragon at all, and immediately collapsed, and then everyone saw the thunder light gushing from Deng Hui's running thunder sword quickly dissipate, and directly annihilated and disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword in his hand fell, his body shrank, and he fell directly into Longxing Lake from mid-air. Before everyone could recover, he fell into Longxing Lake, splashing a wave, Then float on the lake.

"Young master, boy, what have you done to my young master?" Seeing Deng Hui fall into Longxing Lake without making a sound, Lei Mingshan's eyes were tearing, and he started to drink wildly at him.

He rushed to the lake from mid-air, stood on the waves, looked at the pale and lifeless Deng Hui, his face was full of anger.

This time Deng Hui borrowed the Falling Soul Bell and came to trouble Ling Tian, ​​but in the end it was Deng Hui who was killed by Ling Tian. If he returned to the family, even if he was a monk in the early stage of Yuanshen, he would definitely be punished, because Deng Hui Hui is the darling of the head of the family and the ancestors, and no one can touch him.

Ling Tian looked at Lei Mingshan on the lake below, and said with a sneer, "He wants to kill me, so should I continue to hold back? Have you all forgotten what I said last time?"

"Do you know that you have caused a catastrophe? Even if I am not your opponent, our Deng family will send stronger monks to deal with you. You are dead, dead!" Lei Mingshan blushed and said to Ling The sky roared.

"If someone kills me, I will kill him. Even if you are the king of heaven, even if I am not an opponent now, I will come back to take revenge when I am strong enough. If your Deng family in Pingzhou stops here, that's fine. If you still want to help him Revenge, hum! I will let you know the consequences!" Ling Tian is not afraid of Lei Mingshan's threat at all, he now has the Zhenhai Yunlong Art to protect the sea of ​​consciousness, the Star Wing escape method to escape, and the Gengxin sword energy to kill the enemy , even if these methods are useless, he still has the god-killing puppet of the top-rank Yuanshen, as long as the Deng family has no Void Refining Realm monks, he will have nothing to fear.

The cultivators watching from the side looked at Ling Tian who seemed to be intimidated by the falling soul bell activated by Lei Mingshan, and then Deng Hui slashed out with his sword. At first, they thought that Ling Tian would definitely die this time, but no one expected the sudden reversal of the situation. On the contrary, Deng Hui died under the attack of Ling Tian's divine sense, and even the magic weapon on his body that could resist the attack of divine sense collapsed at the touch of a touch, without any effect at all.

"What's going on? I heard that the kid's divine sense attack is a long river! Why did he suddenly become a golden dragon? Could it be that the previous rumors were wrong?"

"Whatever it is, I didn't expect his divine sense attack secret to be so powerful. I heard that Deng Hui also has a magic weapon of the lower grade of Yuanshen, which can resist the attack of divine sense, but he is not an opponent. He directly attacked it with divine sense. Boom, it's too strong!"

"It is said that Deng Hui is the most favored son of the Deng family in Pingzhou. This time he died outside. I'm afraid the Deng family in Pingzhou will send more powerful people to take revenge. I think that kid is in big trouble!"

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Lei Mingshan raised his head and glanced at Ling Tian. To everyone's surprise, he didn't look for Ling Tian desperately, not to mention that Deng Hui's corpse didn't hold back. Suddenly, a ball of blue lightning burst out from his body and flew towards Pingzhou. and go.

Lightning flickered on his body, and wherever he passed, a crack was split in the lake surface, and the lake water parted towards the left and right sides, as if giving way.

A look of sternness flashed in Ling Tian's eyes. Since he has already offended the Pingzhou Deng's family, he should not do anything at all, kill Lei Mingshan, and snatch the high-grade magic weapon of the primordial spirit from his hand, the Falling Soul Bell. Otherwise, if this magic weapon falls into the hands of the old ancestor of the Deng family, its power will definitely be much stronger than that used by Lei Mingshan, and it will definitely be a big trouble.

Two balls of black light shot out from behind him, turned into a pair of star wings, and chased towards Lei Ming Mountain. The speed was extremely fast, not under Lei Ming Mountain, and even slightly faster than him, which made many monks watching the battle see it. stunned.

Lei Mingshan looked back, and found that Ling Tian had chased him within a hundred feet behind him, and every time the pair of black wings flapped behind him, he was actually a little closer to him, and the escape method was actually beaten by the aurora blue lightning. The escaping method was even faster, and I was secretly shocked, and then I used all the energy in my body to display the secret method passed down by the family, stimulating the potential, a cloud of blood mist spewed out of the mouth, and the figure suddenly accelerated, faster than before The distance nearly doubled, and the distance between him and Ling Tian was instantly opened to hundreds of feet, and it was still expanding.

(End of this chapter)