The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 620 Return of the King!
Chapter 620 Return of the King!
Hearing the prompt that suddenly appeared in his mind, Ling Hantian suddenly felt crazy. His talent was only at the warrior level, although he didn't know what the talent at the warrior level was.

But the reality is that the talent at the warrior level is not enough to enter the next level of trials, that is to say, his talent at Ling Hantian is too low.

Since his debut, Ling Hantian has never encountered such a thing, and no one has ever said that he has low talent!
This, this is too shocking.

However, Ling Hantian also understands that his trial is over, and he has not been able to directly walk the road of the emperor like the Martial God of Zhentian, which shows how big the gap between the two is.

"It seems that I, Ling Hantian, was a little too conceited before, thinking that my talent is peerless, but I don't want to think that my talent is too insignificant in front of this ancient existence."

Ling Hantian sighed lightly. Martial arts were more prosperous in ancient times. Compared with ordinary martial artists, his talent is truly peerless.

But if this bit of talent of his is placed in the long history, compared with those truly astonishingly talented beings, it is simply like the firefly and the bright moon.

This time, the road to the emperor, although Ling Hantian's realm did not rise like a rocket, but it was like a blow to the head, let him know the gap, recognize the reality, and understand that his road is still too long.

Tightening the black blade tightly, Ling Hantian stepped onto the narrow road and started the way back.

The return journey was much easier than before, and there was no battle. Ling Hantian walked the narrow path in a balanced way, and came to the cliff, which was the entrance to the Emperor's Road.

However, just when Ling Hantian was about to step out of the road of the emperor, he suddenly felt that the energy fluctuations at the entrance were obviously different from before, and an extremely dangerous feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

This is a judgment without any basis, it is purely a martial artist's intuition formed since practicing martial arts.

However, these intuitions have saved Ling Hantian's life many times. He believes in his intuition, and outside the road of the emperor, he has definitely laid a net of heaven and earth, and he only waits for him to go out before closing the net.

Needless to say, this was definitely a slaughter against him arranged by the Blood Race and the Snake Human Race.

Needless to say, the strength of the blood race, there are no less than ten half-step King Conferred powerhouses, and the unfathomable Soul Tiangang, such a force, even if Ling Hantian's strength has been greatly improved now, he is still not an opponent.

Not to mention the Yaoyue of the snake-human race, if these two races really joined forces, it would definitely be a near-death situation.

At this moment, Ling Hantian was not in a hurry to leave the road of the emperor, he carefully analyzed the situation in front of him, and how to get rid of the current crisis.

The enemy is outnumbered, and the difference in strength is even greater. If it is a reckless fight, it is definitely the behavior of a reckless person. It is even more likely to hit a stone with an egg, and there is no possibility of survival.

In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Ling Hantian's mind, and he quickly worked out a battle plan, not recklessly, and tried his best to break through.

As long as he is given a little time to comprehend the law of wind, this blood race will not be afraid.

Of course, Ling Hantian did not fail to comprehend the Law of Wind on the spot without thinking about it, but obviously, the rules of the Emperor's Road do not allow it, and he has already felt that the Emperor's Road is rejecting him more and more , and even in the end, even if he doesn't go out, he will be rejected by the Emperor's Road.

Being excluded without preparation like this is definitely an extremely dangerous thing for Ling Hantian.

At this time, outside the road of the emperor, the twelve elders of the blood clan, that is, twelve half-step king-sealing masters, all turned around the black altar, and at the same time urged the strength in their hands to strengthen The blood cloud trapped the formation.

"Elders, I have already felt that someone is going backwards on the road of the emperor. It must be that the trial has ended and he is about to be sent out."

The voice of the Great Elder of the Blood Race reverberated, cheering up everyone. Now Hun Tiangang is in the most critical period of breakthrough and cannot be disturbed. They must get this matter done well.

A guy in the late stage of the Condensed Core Realm, even if his combat power is against the sky, his strength is still limited after all. With these twelve elders working together, it is enough to control the situation.

"Everyone reinforces the formation again, there must be no surprises."

The great elder of the blood clan roared violently, and took the lead in injecting power into the blood cloud trapping lock formation, and the other eleven elders also shot at the same time to reinforce the blood cloud trapping lock formation.

At this moment, at the entrance of the Emperor's Road, Ling Hantian has already felt that the repelling power of the Emperor's Road is getting stronger and stronger, and he may even be repelled in the next second.

"Blood race, snake race, since you want my life, Ling Hantian, then fight!"

Ling Hantian let out a long cry, the profound core in his dantian shook, and endless true energy burst out. In his palm, a vortex of wind the size of a thumb was condensed. At this moment, Ling Hantian's fighting spirit was overwhelming.

Since there is no way to be kind, then kill him with a sea of ​​blood.

"boom!"

A huge force of repulsion came from the road of the emperor, and Ling Hantian was directly repelled, and the moment he was repelled, Ling Hantian moved.

"Feng Shen Tian Fu!"

Endless storms bloomed from Ling Hantian's palm, the hurricane roared, and the wind hissed. This time, Ling Hantian did not spread the power of the storm, but gathered the power of Fengshen Tianfu to form a tornado.

The extremely fast rotating tornado swept out like a diamond.

Following closely behind the tornado, Ling Hantian raised the black blade of the battle knife at the same time, a thick and dignified aura surged out, and the skills of the Overlord Sword Fighting Art began to operate crazily.

"Bao Wuji!"

The strongest move of Ba Dao Zhan Jue is to slash out from the tornado.

The tornado, which was originally like a diamond, had the fierce blow of this Tyrannical Sword Wuji, and the power of the two was immediately multiplied.

All this is said quickly, but in an instant.

The elders of the blood clan hadn't reacted at all, they only felt a terrifying tornado hit, followed by a thick mountain-like blade slashing, the blood cloud trap trembled suddenly, and was torn apart There was a hole.

"puff!"

A blood clan elder who was guarding a certain position was the first to bear the brunt, and all the violent and incomparable power poured on him through the opening of the blood cloud lock formation.

In an instant, the elder of the blood clan of Quandu flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The formation was torn apart in an instant, and Yu Wei even severely injured an elder who was half-step king.

At this moment, Ling Hantian was like the return of a king, and his domineering and unparalleled aura stirred up the audience.

(End of this chapter)