Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Chapter 1469

Along with Ling Tian's scream, the terrifying Heaven Origin Energy condensed into a prisoner's dragon hand, already stretched out.

"no!"

Liang Han never thought that Ling Tian would dare to attack him so violently.

Is this guy really not afraid of him going to the Palace of Heaven?

But Ling Tian's big hand has already grabbed, Liang Han can only take out the flying knife, strangle out, and try to crush Ling Tian's offensive.

However, Ling Tian's complexion was cold and his hands were solid, divine light deep and clear, and even the quasi-immortal soldiers were directly crushed under one grasp.

Swipe with a big hand, brazenly grabbing Na Lianghan in his hand.

Even the aftermath of the prisoner dragon's hand is to fly all the surrounding Martial Artists, and can't afford to seriously injure them.

Ling Tian today is far more tyrannical than in Fenglei City six months ago!

"Ling, Ling Tian!"

"What do you want to do? is it possible that, you dare to kill me Liang Han?"

"Tell you, My grandfather is the Vice Palace Lord of Qiantian Battle Hall. He is now outside Jiucang Mountain. If you dare to move me, I guarantee that Jiu Cang Mountain is your land of burial!"

Liang Han is scared. .

Now he is grasped by Ling Tian, even if it is the top Spirit Treasure, it has no effect!

Even that Spirit Treasure is under the confinement of Ling Tian's big hands, the light of Spirit Treasure has already cracked every inch.

What kind of terrifying energy is this?

"Hehe, I Ling Tian is never afraid of threats."

"Want to kill me Ling Tian, then Qiantian Battle Hall, I don’t deserve it!"

"You can die!"

Ling Tian didn't pay any attention at all, and his big hand slowly clenched, seeing Liangshan's Spirit Treasure mask shattered.

"Ling Tian, I advise you not to try to irritate me."

On Jiucang Mountain, Jiang Hao's voice sounded again.

"What are you, what are you?"

Ling Tian looked towards the stalwart figure standing on the Jiu Cang Mountain, the big hand suddenly clenched, pu' sound, Jiang Hao was Together with the top Spirit Treasure mask, it shattered together!

Ling Tian, after blasting and killing Zhang Heng in the Qiantian Battle Hall, he squeezed Liang Han with one hand!

So far, Jiang Hao is the only one left among the three Heaven's Chosen in the Heaven's Battle Hall.

"Damn it, Ling Tian of this wild state, it's damn damn!"

Beyond Jiucang Mountain, on the high mountain occupied by the Qiantian Battle Hall, Palace Lord Jiang Heng and the others are all His face flushed, if it weren't for the Hundred Sects grand competition, they would have directly killed Ling Tian.

When did he ever receive such insults in the battle of heaven?

On Jiucang Mountain, Jiang Hao trembled even more with anger.

Ling Tian actually dared to kill his two junior brothers in front of him.

Furthermore, what do you think you are?

He Ling Tian, why is he crazy?

But Jiang Hao, because of face, was unable to plunder from Jiucang Mountain to personally seek revenge from Ling Tian.

However, after Ling Tian destroyed Liang Han, he didn't even look at the corpse. He dashed and turned around to kill the black and white ghost envoy of the Northern Domain Thousand Corpse Sect.

Everywhere he passed, all he stood in front of him was shaken to death by the might of vitality.

Extremely terrifying.

The black and white ghost envoy who suppressed Liu Min Ranmin and the others also noticed Ling Tian's breath, and immediately smirked, one left and the other right, encircling Ling Tian.

"I didn't intend to move you Thousand Corpse Sect, but you guys, really don't give your face!"

Ling Tian sneered, although the black and white ghosts are combined, the battle strength is better than that of Liang Including horror.

However, he still doesn't look at him.

The dazzling stick manifested in the hand, and the golden-bright and dazzling light wings suddenly bloomed behind it. Next moment, the dazzling dazzling, one left and the other right, is a direct round of two stick shadows!

"Suppress evil!"

"Exorcise the devil!"

"You wait for something shameless, and dare to be ashamed and conspicuous in front of my Ling Tian?"

"Die!"

dang dang!

The sound fell, and the two stick shadows were waving away, and the black and white ghost was in Ling Tian When the weapon took out, it was turn pale with fright.

Middle grade, quasi fairy soldier!

The weapon in Ling Tian's hand, the rank is so high!

However, they wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Two muffled sounds, the black and white ghosts directly shattered the quasi-celestial soldiers in their hands, and the two of them were swept out by clubs and fell to the ground. They couldn't die anymore.

Thousand Corpse Sect, the black-and-white ghost under You Qianshang, the famous genius of Northern Domain, is now the same as that of Liang Han, and he was directly bombarded and killed by Ling Tian.

Completely, as if slaughtering pigs and dogs.

Hundreds of Martial Artists in the Southern Territory were directly killed when the stick shadow Yu Wei fell.

The horror of Ling Tian has shocked everyone.

There are more than 10,000 Martial Artists in Jiu Cang Mountain, all of them have withdrawn from the battlefield, and they dare not take a step closer.

Besides Jiucang Mountain, on the peak where Thousand Corpse Sect is located, the powerhouse including the Thousand Corpse Sect Sect Master also stood up together.

The black and white ghost ambassador is a rare Heaven's Chosen in the clan, and now he was killed without even being ranked.

"hehe, Ling Tian, Great Wilderness Prefecture, very good."

"I am so obscure, remember you."

In front of Thousand Corpse Sect, A woman who looked like You Qianshan sneered.

It looks like Vicious Spirit smiles slyly.

On the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect golden stage, in the eyes of Master Yiming of Jiansi, there is divine light flickering.

"Interesting, didn't expect, in addition to that Wukong, there are people who surprised this poor monk. This Ling Tian's stick method is my Buddhist inheritance!"

Below him, a group of young monk also looked over, and their eyes were fiery.

Under the Jiucang Mountain, the battlefield is entirely different.

One side is the Martial Artist of the northwestern regions with less than four thousand left, and all of them are injured.

On the other side, there are more than 10,000 Martial Artists from the Southern Territory, but these Martial Artists are holding back with fear on their faces.

In the sky above the two sides, there is a figure hanging in the sky, with its back against the blue clouds, pitching Heaven and Earth.

No one dares to take it lightly.

Today, in the North and South regions, except for the four Heaven's Chosen who had the Martial Spirit from the beginning, the other leaders on the overall list were all killed by Ling Tian.

At this time, Na Mogu gave up attacking Qin Mingzhu and took the four puppets back to protect him.

And Ling Tian also crossed, holding that Qin Mingzhu in his arms.

"Fool, what do you hold on? Martial Spirit, why not use it?"

Ling Tian frowned.

At this time, Qin Mingzhu was carrying blood stains, although it could only be regarded as a minor injury, it still made Ling Tian distressed.

Since he found Qin Mingyue in this realm, she has not suffered any harm.

"To deal with him, it doesn't take the Martial Spirit from the beginning, and it's not the time when he was born in the beginning."

Qin Mingyue lifted the sword to break away from Ling Tian's embrace, after all So many people are watching.

"Well, leave it to me here."

Ling Tian squeezed Qin Mingyue's small face, then turned around, gradually focusing on Mo Gu's body.

"Martial Spirit does not belong to you."

"Your life, I want it!"