Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"you are courting death!"

The Hungarian prophet was furious, his stiff face, although he could not make too many expressions, but the breath of rage swept all directions.

"Kill me the Hungarian Heaven's Chosen, today, all of you, you all people, don’t want to leave the Golden River Valley! With this hate, you will ruin all the Human Race!"

That The strange scream of the Hungarian prophet fiercely is obviously angry to the extreme.

The rolling coercion suddenly broke out, causing the Martial Artists of the Human Race army to shudder all over, like a next moment, don’t let this coercive force burst into force!

In front of such a powerhouse, they are just like ants. Just breath is enough to kill them!

"My Human Race, have you ever been afraid of it?"

"Three thousand years ago, my Human Race was able to defeat your Hungarians, but today I can still wait!"

"In front of my Ling Tian, ​​the damn, only you..."

The voice fell, Ling Tian slowly raised his eyes, the vigorous true essence that had been suppressed from the beginning, this moment finally no longer cared about the moment Suddenly broke out!

roar!

The seven-color divine light shines in the sky, like the sun of colored glaze.

On Ling Tian, ​​a dragon and phoenix illusory shadow emerged.

The body has a phoenix wing on its back and a dragon tail behind it.

A burst of Dragon's roar sounds, with a terrifying breath rushing away, smashing all the sky clouds over the Golden River Valley!

Even with the breath suppressed by the prophet, it broke ruthlessly.

The majestic, overbearing and violent True Essence Aura on Ling Tian's body makes him look like a giant dragon overwhelmed by the river.

Ling Tian's achievement of the glazed glaze battle body, caused by the monstrous imposing manner, he did not conceal the least bit of it.

And at this moment, it was also Ling Tian's reservation, and he urged all the Taichu Sutra and the Dragon Phoenix Supreme to decide to set off such a terrifying imposing manner.

Let this amazing gas roll away and sweep everywhere.

In an instant, this aura was just above the Golden River Valley, causing an uproar, and the faces of those Hungarians changed greatly again. There was a look of horror in the eyes, this kind of violent aura was too terrifying, and it seemed that they could fight against their prophet!

No wonder this Human Race despised Tuoba Yeluo so much before.

Now it seems that Tuoba Yeluo is a joke.

It is no different from courting death!

"Now, you ghost, what else do you want to say?!"

Ling Tian refers to the Hungarian prophet, said with a sneer.

"Damn, I thought I could act wilfully if I had these cards?"

"You don't know how strong I am!"

" Die!"

Insulted by Ling Tian again, the Hungarian prophet looked fierce in his eyes, and his anger made him intolerable. The body flashed with fierce fists, and moved towards Ling Tian fiercely like a storm.

He now has only a single thought.

Use absolute battle strength to kill Ling Tian!

Relentlessly shred!

And Ling Tian is not afraid at all, stepping out in one step, glazed light on his body, the power of the sacred Dragon Clan vibrates in the body, the five fingers are condensed into a fist, and there is a strong and abundant true essence pouring in instantly Among them, the fist glowed with a burst of light, and carried the dragon shadow with one punch to greet him!

bang!

Double fists bumped, one after another shockingly strong aftermath surged out, within a radius of hundreds of miles, many ancient trees supporting the sky were instantly crushed into powder.

The Hungarians and the Human Race army are all the people who have been impacted on their backs, blood spurting wildly.

Just the aftermath, there are many warriors that can't stand it.

evenly matched?

Not enough, let everyone turn pale with fright after the retreat army is that in the center of the explosion impact, the seven-colored glazed glow is still there, the figure hangs high, there is no appearance of injury at all!

Zhe Ling Tian, ​​actually had a fight with the Hungarian prophet.

The thing that shocked them even more was still behind. The true essence in Ling Tian's fist light had the stamina to flood in continuously. When the sun skyrocketed, Yu Wei actually shredded the Prophet’s fist. It retreated a thousand hundred zhang before standing still.

"Impossible!"

Although the blow was not really hurt, the Hungarian prophet turned pale with fright, which was shocking. Such surprises cannot be described in words. In the punch just now, the battle decisive he used was suppressed by the power of Qiongqi!

This is like the pressure on the bloodline, which makes his martial skill formidable power discounted, which is really uncomfortable!

"hehe, the colored glaze battle body, the dragon and phoenix Supreme is determined, really powerful..."

Compared with the other party, Ling Tian was very excited, and his body was full of enthusiasm. punched out, as if to suppress and release all his Heaven and Earth, it is extremely refreshing.

He has now achieved the colored glaze battle body, under the shedding body, exchanging bones, and the true essence of Supreme fusing the city with such a powerful might. You know, he didn’t use it this time. The Sixth Layer of Qijuequan.

"You are the one I want to kill, Hungarian prophet, don't let you down."

White hair flying, black armor grinning, in the wind, Ling Tian fighting intent monstrous.

"The Prophet!!!"

At this moment, the Golden River within the valley, whether it is the Hungarian army or the ordinary Hungarian, has no such pride and respect as before. Human Race’s disdain was replaced by a look of terrifying horror. Now, they really feel that they might, really die...

Death in this Hungarian Holy Land... …

And the Hungarian prophet also had a gloomy face at this time, he looked particularly ugly, he stared at Ling Tian coldly. The Battle Qi in the body was agitated, and an astonishing breath spread out abruptly, shaking Heaven and Earth.

Although he was shaken back by Ling Tian, ​​he was also unsuccessful in Supreme.

As a puppet, his fleshy body is enough to resist such a terrifying impact.

"You really irritated me."

"When I was on this continent three thousand years ago, even your ancestor did not dare to look at me."

Behind the Hungarian prophet, the shadow of Qiongqi rises. It is surprising that he has pushed the battle to the extreme, and the imposing manner has skyrocketed again.

Looking at the Human Race Martial Artist from a distance, his face changed slightly.

Everyone knows that this Hungarian prophet is going to be real.

It's really not simple. Ling Tian is just a younger generation. He actually forced the Hungarian prophet to such a desperate situation. Just as the prophet said, he was already stunned three thousand years ago.

Furthermore, for the battle strength of the same eighth rank, there is still some direct gap between the two. Although it does not seem to be much, the battle strength is pulled apart.

Like Ling Tian and Tuoba Yeluo, both are the battle strength of the eighth rank Douwang, but the latter was killed after waving their hands.

And after this Hungarian prophet was furious, he had the blessing of battle, just like the awakening of Ancient Ominous Beast, terrifying aura, and shocking all directions.

The Hungarian prophet’s complexion was pale, and the dry skin on his face wrinkled a hideous face, coldly said: "I will let you know how terrible I am, you and me are too far apart Now!"

bang!

The voice fell, and the golden flower surging all over his body, he took out a giant sword from his back, and the sharp coercion shook his back. Under the blessing of Qiongqi, it seems like endless urges.

Ling Tian's complexion is calm, this Hungarian prophet actually has arrogant capital.

At the very least, this is the will of the previous time Emperor Dou, and his martial skills and fighting skills are much deeper than his background.