Sword Venerable Ling Tian

In Celestial Grotto, mountain cry out and sea howl.

All Cheng Family Martial Artists were impressed by Ling Tian's powerful strength.

With such Young Master's leadership, they can't help but feel proud.

For so many years, the Cheng Family has been hiding in a bitter cold place like the Northern Wilderness, and has never been born. For them, more than a thousand years is too long, and they are no longer willing to be like this. The world is hidden.

"Quickly please, everyone, quick get up!"

Ling Tian raised both hands falsely, helping everyone up.

"haha, Young Master, Old Cheng, I am convinced, let’s go, let’s go back and say!"

Cheng Jiujin laughed forward and took Ling Tian’s arm, and everyone Welcome to the Cheng Family ancestral house in the mountains.

……

"What? Tuoba Yongye was promoted to Emperor Dou? How is this possible?"

In the ancestral home, a crowd of Cheng Family powerhouse and Yin Hong and the others sit in rows, with Ling Tian and Cheng Jiujin at the top.

I heard that Ling Tian said that Tuoba Yongye broke the Yanzhou line of defense, Cheng Jiujin suddenly complexion changed, turn pale with fright.

"Yes, it happened suddenly. Now that every moment has passed, the Hungarians are killing my fellow Human Race."

"So, I have no choice but to be alone. Going deep into the Northern Wilderness, fortunately, there are you here."

Ling Tian sighed for a long time.

"This is nothing, but as far as I know, the previous time of the Hungarian fighting emperor seems to have just fallen for more than three hundred years, and his will fighting spirit has turned into a prophet to guard the Golden River Valley, and that will, Tuo Ba Yongye has just been promoted to the eighth rank Dou Wang, how come he suddenly breaks through?"

"I really can't figure it out, there must be something strange about this!"

Cheng Jiujin shook his head.

"Does General Cheng feel the same way? Therefore, we must go to this Golden River Valley. Only in this way can we find out the secret of Tuoba Yongye, and we must destroy the Golden River Valley in one fell swoop and force Tuoba Forever night back to aid!"

Ling Tian looked towards Cheng Jiu Jin Dao.

"I also know this, this is the best way."

"But Young Master, do you know what the Golden River Valley means to the Huns?" Cheng Jiujin asked suddenly .

"That is the Hungarian Holy Land, equivalent to the Zhong Prefecture Martial Sovereign Palace in the Southern Tang Dynasty!" Ling Tian said.

"Yes!"

"The Golden River Valley is the place where the Hungarians originated. The golden tent of the Turkic tribe is there. The Hungarians will not neglect to take precautions."

"Of course, they would not have expected that we would raid the Golden River Valley. The most troublesome one is the Hungarian prophet in the Golden River Valley."

Cheng Jiujin's face is extremely stern, it seems , The prophet of the Hungarian nationality, is an extremely terrifying existence, yes.

"I also want to ask, how exactly does the Hungarian prophet exist and what is the battle strength?"

Ling Tian looked towards everyone, before, Yin Biluo did not give Ling Tian clearly explained that this prophet is very mysterious.

"Hungarian prophet..."

"That is a powerful existence. Every Hungarian fighting emperor will use his fighting spirit energy after death. Infuse their lifelong condensed puppets, so that the puppets become the second only to Martial Sovereign's powerful existence!"

"At least, the battle strength is also in the eighth rank!"

"And the previous time the Hungarian fighting emperor was hit hard before Martial Sovereign established the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he has cultivated for thousands of years. He has never recovered his battle strength. Otherwise, the Hungarians would not be so honest. Bloody, as long as the Emperor Dou is here, he will definitely compete with my Human Race for the continent. After all, the Northern Wilderness is too bad."

"And the Emperor Dou eventually died three hundred years ago. The turmoil and the Battle Qi riots cannot be concealed from the Human Race. It is absolutely true. The luck of the Hungarians was also greatly damaged at that moment."

"Now, the prophet puppet of the Golden River Valley, It was the Emperor who was transformed back then. If you want to destroy the Golden River Valley, you must face this prophet puppet."

"Young Master, your battle strength is strong, but you are still young after all, you are sure Conquer the prophet?"

"He is not dead, it is no use how many troops we go."

Cheng Jiujin said, everyone in the ancestral house was silent.

If it is really like what Cheng Jiujin said, then this prophet is really terrifying. If you want to come, even Ling Tian is definitely not an opponent.

The battle strength of under Martial Sovereign, how terrifying is that?

Ling Tian sits on the big chair, slowly clasping his hands tightly.

His current battle strength is in the seventh rank. If the cards are exhausted, the battle and the battle will be blessed. It may not be possible to fight with the eighth rank battle king.

Although he knew, even so, it was nine out of ten deaths.

However, he has no other choice.

Even if he has done everything, he still has to give it a try!

"Wait, rest assured, the prophet will leave it to me."

"Even if I die, I have to perish together with him!"

Ling Tian Low The shouted, tragic and imposing manner of generous death made everyone in the ancestral house moved.

With such a Young Master, what would you want?

"Young Master, I think we'd better consider the long-term plan. We can't let you be in such a dangerous situation. You are the hope of the Ling Family. If by any chance..."

Yin Hong sighed, rubbing his forehead extremely helplessly.

"Oh, it's not right!"

"patriarch? Have you forgotten that when Old Ancestor left, didn't you say that Ling Guogong once stayed in our Cheng Family?"

"It is said that the descendants of Ling Family will come here in the future, so they will hand over that thing."

"Perhaps, this is a chance!"

" Today, Young Master is here. Old Ancestor said, isn't it Young Master?"

At this moment, a Cheng Family old man sitting in the first place suddenly said.

"Damn, look at my pig's brain, I forgot the legacy of Old Ancestor!"

hearing this, that Cheng Jiujin also suddenly shot a huge fat head, immediately looked towards Ling Tian, ​​and the light flashed in his eyes: "Young Master, our Cheng Family has something left by Ling Guogong. Old Ancestor has been away for hundreds of years, I forgot it!"

Ling Tian: "..."

This can be forgotten, is it too unreliable?

"What?"

Ling Tian asked urgently.

Although he is a little helpless with Cheng Jiujin, Ling Tian is still quite curious.

Ling Guogong, what did he leave for him?

"Let me think about it, that thing is unremarkable, I forgot where I put it!"

Cheng Jiujin scratched his head, leaving everyone speechless.

"I remember it!"

Suddenly Cheng Jiujin loudly shouted and frightened everyone. Then he saw Cheng Jiujin take off a plaque from the top of the hall, and After the plaque, a dark ordinary wooden box appeared.

"It's this thing. We don't see any peculiarities in this thing. Let me put it on it for a long time!"

Cheng Jiujin took off the wooden box and passed it To Ling Tian.

Ling Tian took the wooden box, but found that thick dust had accumulated on the wooden box.

Dust away, although this wooden box looks very ordinary, there is no pattern or promotion on it.

But the material is extremely special, and Ling Tian can't even recognize what kind of material it is made of.

The most important thing is that there is no gap between the four sides of this wooden box, it seems to be dead!

"How do I open this?"

Yin Hong frowned.

"We don’t know. We studied it for a long time. We didn’t dare to move."

"Young Master, why don't you try it with a sword?"

Cheng Jiu Jin Road.

Ling Tian shook his head, "Definitely not, this material is special, even if it is a kingly weapon, it will never be broken, and I am worried that if brute force is used, this wooden box will self-destruct."

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He checked it carefully, and there was no Formation on it. Obviously, the sword shadow was useless.

"en?"

Suddenly, Ling Tian's mind was divine light flashed, he drew out the thunder sword and slid on his finger, a drop of blood essence was forced out and dropped on the box.

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At that moment when the blood essence penetrated into the wooden box, its rays of light burst into bloom, and the entire lobby shone brightly like day, shaking everyone Can't open your eyes!