Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian's feet shook, and the whole person rose to the sky again, floating above the Imperial Heaven School, like a dragon.

His handsome face was shocked, and the black mist was filled with ghosts, condensed into ghost armor, and between his arms, a huge lightning wing suddenly bloomed from behind it!

In an instant, Ling Tian's body was full of brilliant lights and vibrant colors, like Heavenly God.

Kill!

With a loud shout, Xiaoqing floated under Ling Tian's feet, turned into a dazzling stream tore the void, and slew towards the demon witch clan army.

At this moment, Ling Tian shakes the world by one person and one ride.

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"hehe, we should go up too!"

"Nine Heavens, the sword of clouds!"

Gaotaizhi On, Qin Mingyue took a dozen Heaven's Chosen into the sky, her shoulders shook, and the imposing manner also climbed to the extreme.

Qin Mingyue's Moon Moon Sword is in his hand, and behind it is a pair of bright lightning wings exactly similar to Ling Tian's. Suddenly, the whole person tore the void, Shrinking the Earth into an Inch, kill Past.

"Rakshasa, Yin Nether sickle!"

Nine Nether was covered with magical shadows, shouldering this huge black sickle, following Qin Mingyue.

Immediately, Liu Yiyi Leng Xuanye and other Heaven's Chosen were unwilling to be left behind, and rushed away angrily.

For a time, the Human Race army of hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists, led by Ling Tian and other Heaven's Chosen, burst out like a torrent of sea.

Thousands of miles away.

In front of the Shichahai army, Qu Tutong was originally in the middle army. He used the sea monster to cross the sea boundary from the seabed, and he was already bound to win the Eastern Region.

If there is no selfishness, it is impossible.

The Witch King Court ordered Ling Tian to be captured and to retake the Supreme Treasure.

But what he values ​​is still the resources of the Eastern Region. Although the Eastern Region is already barren, the resources are still enough for his Shichahai army to consume for a while.

However, just when he led the army and was about to launch an assault, he found that thousands of miles away, a shocking rays of light soared into the sky, with terrifying pressure and shocking endlessly, and there was one after. another The harsh drink is like the sound of holy thunder.

next moment, as if splitting heaven and earth apart, in front of him, there appeared a mountain and river that stretched across thousands of miles, and the rays of light descended on the Eastern Sea. .

It's like a great wall, isolating them.

"This...this is the Supreme Treasure that Wang Ting wants!?"

Great General Shichahai immediately eyes shrank and was shocked.

This Ling Tian didn't even run, and also descended Supreme Treasure on the Eastern Sea.

So don't you put his Shichahai army in the eyes?

However, with the advent of the fairy, thousands of shining beams of light burst on the coast of the Eastern Sea, and countless Human Race Martial Artists gush out from it, and there are even these tyrannical ones among them. The terrifying smell of Loose Immortal Perfection Realm stirred the whole sky.

At this time, the East Region has changed!

weng!

And a roar roar resounded through the sky, under the astonishing gaze of hundreds of thousands of the demon witch tribe army, a heavenly God's descendant figure wrapped in a bright stream of light Killing towards them, afterwards, hundreds of thousands of Human Race Martial Artists were like rain falling, swallowing ten thousand li with great anger, the roaring sound made the sky and sea crumble, and all the sea monsters screamed and fled.

"Great General, this...this is the Human Race Martial Artist of the Eastern Region? Why are so many, so strong!"

The generals of the demons are dumbfounded, why are they Have you ever seen such a human race?

And it is the legendary barren Eastern Region?

"No, it’s not just Martial Artist of the Eastern Region, this Ling Tian has overcast us!"

"He definitely knew that we were going to invade the Eastern Region, so he had to There are so many Human Race powerhouses in ambush here, just wait for me to get into the set!"

Quadutong panted heavily. With the power of his divine sense, of course he can sense Eastern The breath of the two great immortal cultivators above Sea, no, the four great immortal cultivators are all there!

In this moment, he understood.

He wants to catch Ling Tian, ​​but this Ling Tian wants to destroy his entire Shichahai!

"What? We, we were in the midst of it?"

Behind Qu Tutong, some generals of the demons changed their faces.

"Great General, then let's withdraw! Human Race is so powerful, our army is too small, we can't be the enemy!"

However, Qu Tutong suddenly turned around, simple ordinary punch It was the General of the Demon Witch Clan.

He held the long spear in his hand, and the face under the armor became more and more fierce, "hmph, my warrior of the witch clan doesn’t know what retreat is!"

"Even if there are too many Human Races, What's wrong, it's just a bunch of clay chickens and pottery dogs!"

"I sit in Shichahai, and I swung down twenty-one witches, so why be afraid of his little Human Race!?'

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"The Masters of Tigers and Wolves of the Witch Clan, follow me to slay them and break through the Human Race! "

angry roar, Qu Tu laxed into a black glow, skimming the sea, and greeted the Ling Tian violently plundering.

Behind him, hundreds of thousands of magic witches The clan army also seemed to be instantly enchanted. The morale was shocked, the eyes were scarlet, and they rushed to the Human Race army like crazy.

For a time, the Martial Artists of the two clans seemed to be shaken by the storm, like a mountain. The impact, the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

Of course, Ling Tian planned this battle for several months, and the number of Human Race elites he mobilized exceeded 500,000. In Peak battle strength, it was almost crushed. Suppress Shichahai.

Like Ling Tian said before, he is not trying to fend off the enemy outside the Eastern Sea, but to wipe it out.

And this seems to be crushed by the number of people. The battlefield is about victory and defeat, naturally it is the duel between Peak battle strength.

Ling Tian swept across the void, and Yiqi appeared before the Magic Mist Army.

Faced The martial artist, the witch Martial Artist who couldn't see the edge, under the ghost's face, Ling Tian's eyes flashed with scarlet killing intent.

He wanted to kill all these hateful alien races who saw Human Race like pigs and dogs!

"Sanskrit, come up! "

Holding both fists, Ling Tian shouted in a low voice, and the stick body shook in a moment, one after another Buddhism coercion swept through the void, and the sky seemed to be sung by Buddhism Sanskrit. , The space is trembling, and the vitality is boiling.

The internal energy of Qi Sea Star River bursts, pouring it along the arm onto the Duer stick.

Laohou's body breaks free from the stick.

, Step on the sky and roar!

"Sanskrit has no phase. "

"The Brahma...Sutra...Eight...Kill! "

Although Ling Tian roars up to the sky full of energy, he flies through the shadows of the emperor stick and soars into the sky, as if to shatter the entire Eastern Sea, crashing down.

Three thousand Zhang’s stick shadow, and the terrifying coercion above it, locked the Martial Artist below the magic witch on the surface of the sea. Apart from panic, they could only watch the Ling Tian smash it down with a stick.

Om...bang!

The shadow of the stick enters the sea, even if it is the mighty force of the sea, but the Eight Kills of the Brahma Sutra seems to have the domineering arrogance of exterminating the wilds, under the shadow of the stick, there is no living mouth, and it is along The shock wave that the stick shadow raged away smashed all the Martial Artists along the way.

Can't resist.

All resistance is in vain.