Beast Taming Begins with Monster Hunting

Ling Tian did not stop, his state of mind had improved, but he did not choose to break through.

Somehow, he felt that the last life would bring him a surprise.

He chose to directly open the next life, but this time, the door in his mind slowly opened.

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Ling Tian opened his eyes and found himself in the beast control space.

Is this the third life?

Why was his memory not sealed this time?

Ling Tian looked at the beast control who were still practicing on the other side.

Nothing seemed to have changed.

It was really strange, could it be that the fox fairy had made a fake talisman for him?

Forget it, the realm has been reached, so just break through.

Ling Tian chose to break through.

His strength had no bottleneck and was growing rapidly.

In this way, he would enter the monster hunting world once every thousand days to collect dragon crystals.

The more energy each time, the faster the time flow in the space.

In the end, Ling Tian stayed in the beast control space for more than a hundred years.

And a month had passed in the outside world.

The consciousness exited the beast control space again, and Ling Tian's strength grew rapidly.

Palace of Life, Transcendence, Overcoming Tribulation... Become a Saint.

Within one day, Ling Tian's aura grew rapidly, and soon reached the Saint level.

The Yuling Kingdom had been destroyed, and he flew out of the Fox Valley, successfully suppressing the beast tide by himself.

The survivors looked at the thousands of monsters and turned into ashes with a cold snort, and could not help but kneel down.

The people were suffering, and on this day, an immortal was sent down from heaven to stop the catastrophe.

However, the actions of this immortal seemed to be resisted by other immortals.

That day, the sky was broken, and countless golden figures appeared in the sky.

The immortal who saved the people suppressed the immortals with his own strength.

The sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the battle lasted for three days and three nights. The power of the law filled the sky and could not be restored.

He won the victory, the immortals cried blood, the spiritual energy in the world surged, and even a spiritual rain fell.

This savior who fought against the immortals alone was respected by everyone as the Emperor of Heaven.

Ling Tian returned to the Ling family, took Ling Yin away, and went to the center.

He chose to retreat again, and this time, Ling Yin also participated in the training.

Their strength grew wildly, sweeping across several holy places.

All the dragon beasts of the monster hunters were gathered around Ling Tian, ​​and he resolutely stepped into the temple and chose to challenge the newly revived beast god.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, and the whole world fell into chaos. The aftermath of this battle alone killed nearly half of the creatures on the continent.

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"Is this... an illusion?" Ling Tian looked at the prosperous city in front of him, as if he had returned to the blue star in his previous life.

The gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the sky, withered at the most beautiful moment, like a flash in the pan, and slowly sank into the night.

The explosion of the fireworks was reflected in Ling Tian's pupils. Inexplicably, it seemed that two streams of heat slowly slid down his cheeks.

In life, it seemed that something was slowly dissipating.

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and touched the fireworks in the sky. At this moment, he became a mortal without the power to shake the world.

Suddenly, a girl walked slowly beside him, and the fruity fragrance slowly drifted into Ling Tian's nose, making him feel a sense of déjà vu inexplicably.

This fragrance once belonged to a person, a person who was very familiar to him in his life.

"Ling Yin..."

Ling Tian turned his head suddenly, and an invisible barrier was broken, allowing him to recall the graceful figure.

"Master, why does the crow look like a desk?"

Ling Tian was slightly startled, his expression was a little stiff, and he was a little at a loss.

"The crow doesn't look like a desk at all. This is an illogical statement and an illogical thing.

Just like I love you, it is an illogical thing, but it happened, and I accepted it, and I did my best to give you all my love."

The figure paused and relaxed all over.

Ling Tian ran forward, running as hard as he could. The surrounding scenery changed dramatically. The fireworks in the sky and the prosperous city were all broken like a dream and turned into nothingness.

But no matter how he ran, the distance between him and Ling Yin did not get any closer. He understood that this was not a distance in space, but a span of life and death, spanning an entire era.

Ling Yin turned her head. She was still so bright and beautiful, just like the first time Ling Tian saw her. From beginning to end, the only thing that did not change was her.

She did not speak, but smiled sweetly, but that smile contained a hint of bitterness.

"Master... Ling Yin..." Ling Yin's eyes slowly filled with tears, and her smile instantly broke like porcelain.

"Ling Yin has always loved Master..."

"Wait for me..."

A boundless giant hand grabbed Ling Yin. Under the pressure of the giant hand, Ling Yin's figure slowly dissipated, turned into crystal powder, and flew to a distant void.

Ling Tian cried heartbreakingly, but he could not get close to that area. He could only watch his beloved disappear.

The surroundings returned to a dead silence. Ling Tian's eyes were empty and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

Is this the consequence of challenging God.....

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"I saw that Emperor Zhan Tian, ​​using various weapons, defeated hundreds of enemies." An old storyteller said it with great spirit.

"Emperor Zhan Tian is really a god, but why haven't we heard about him recently?" A strong man drinking had a trace of admiration on his face.

"Alas, it's a pity that Emperor Zhan Tian waved his sword to the sky and was eventually suppressed. Now no one in the heavens and the world can find his whereabouts."

Ling Tian sat alone in a corner. His clothes, which were damaged in the battle, were bleak. His face was covered with countless scars, and he looked like a beggar.

Everyone listened to his story of waving his sword to the sky, concentrating and intoxicated.

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Ling Yin, your words "wait for me" made me wait for more than ten years, but you still didn't show up.

The begonias have not rained before the pear blossoms, and half of the spring is over.

Without you in spring, the flowers in the space have lost their vitality. In the past ten years, my cultivation has not improved at all. Everyone is dead. I no longer have the strength to challenge the gods.

"Mistakenly taking vinegar for ink, writing half a lifetime of sourness on paper."

On a high cliff, Ling Tian drank silently, his eyes full of confusion.

Gradually, he turned into a stone statue and lost consciousness.

I don't know how much time has passed, even the world was destroyed and reborn, but this stone statue has always stood in the same place, never changed.

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"The patient Ling Tian suffered serious brain damage due to a computer explosion and was sent to the emergency room for rescue. In the early morning, the rescue was ineffective and died."

"Before that, the patient still had a trace of life and miraculously survived for half a day."

In front of the bed, several doctors in white looked at Ling Tian, ​​who had no intact skin on his body, and sighed.

"What did he think about during this time when he was dying?"

"Maybe... he was recalling his life."

There is no such thing as the peerless Zhan Tiandi, it's just a dream of an ordinary teenager before his death...