Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Falling?"

Ling Tian was taken aback, staring at Guan Xiao with difficulty, but seeing him heavily nodded, he didn't mean to change his words at all, and there was an inexplicable tingling in his heart.

"Uncle Lin, is dead?"

For a while, Ling Tian only felt that his breathing was unsatisfactory, and his feet swayed, his chest seemed to be pressed against a large stone, and he couldn't breathe. Come.

Sitting depressed on the chair, Ling Tian was stunned for tea time.

"ka-cha!"

With a blast, the chair was directly shattered by Ling Tian's palm of the purple fire, and the broken wood was everywhere, and was instantly burned out by the purple fire.

"How could Uncle Lin die?!"

Ling Tian kept shaking his head, with tears in his eyes, scenes from the past, showing his heart.

“Although I don’t know what the name of Martial Nephew is, I am sure that your innate talent is good! However, I can’t be your master!”

"Remember, in this outer sect, although my Qianlian lineage does not cause trouble, but I am not afraid of it! With me, I will not wrong you. If I am unhelpful, there will be my master!"

"This imitation of the Chiba crossbow, you take self-protection!"

He Xu smiles, selfless concern.

In Ling Tian's heart, Lin Shan is even more important than Master Liu Qianlian.

That was the first person he had given him selfless help besides Liu Yiyi in Purple Cloud Sect.

Although he did not worship Lin Shan as his teacher, Ling Tian has already regarded Lin Shan as his master.

One day as a master, one day as a master, one day as a master.

A scene, in Ling Tian's mind, kept flickering and played back, as if everything was in front of her eyes, but that person would no longer appear in his own world.

There are many things in the world that will never come again when they pass away. When you are weakest and have no support, the person standing next to you is irreplaceable.

Falling?

Whoever makes you fall, I will make him pay thousands of times!

Ling Tian's nails are deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and the zhi zhi rattles all the teeth.

"Barbarian Race, Demon Sect? Who killed my Uncle Lin?!"

Ling Tian's eyes are blood-red, and roar furiously said.

Ling Tian is full of black hair and has no wind. Behind the cloak, he is agitated by vitality, grinning, and on his arms, purple Ting fire rises, like Ling Tian's anger, wanting to burn everything.

The cold eyes were full of killing intents, even Xiao Guanshi did not dare to look at Ling Tian.

The whole room seemed to be ignited by anger, and the baleful aura could not be covered up and spread wantonly.

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura of Ling Tian, ​​Guan Shi was astonished in his heart, and sighed that Ling Tian's imposing manner was even more tyrannical than it was at the time of Valley of No Return.

So, he quickly opened the mouth and said: "The one who ambushed Purple Cloud Sect is the leader of the Barbarian Race Uighur tribe Scarlet Blood, Thousand Demons Sect Situ Fan, and Heavenly Fiend Sect Li Wuxin!"

"They are all powerhouses, and the leader of Purple Cloud Sect is Mu Yun Peak Master. Now he is also seriously injured, almost fallen!"

hearing this, Ling Tian glanced at it. Ning, at first glance, the blood glow in his eyes is even better, as if it is eating people.

"Red Blood, Situ Fan, Li Wuxin!? Good, very good!"

Ling Tian's voice is calm, without ups and downs, but has one's hair that Xiao Guanshi listens to stand on end, such as falling ice cellar.

"Yes! That's the three of them!"

When Guan Shi's voice fell, Ling Tian directly took a palm.

With a bang, a black stone table beside him turned into a pile of dust, drifting away in the wind.

On the first floor, Lingyun and the others, who were picking up their babies, also felt that the whole pavilion was shaking, and the baleful aura spreading down.

looked at each other in blank dismay, knowing that something is wrong!

"People can't come back from death, Elder Ling is mourning and changing. The enemy is now in great shape. I know you are eager for revenge, but still..."

I heard Guan Shi’s words of persuasion It meant that Ling Tian suddenly looked at him, staring at him and said: "Sorrow and change, the enemy is strong? I don't care if he is a Barbarian Race or a demonic path, and whether he is a dazzling soul or a golden body, I only need to avenge my Uncle Lin. Xue Hate!"

"They must die!"

murderous-looking, Xiao Guanshi hearing this is also cold, as if the soul is frozen by Ling Tian's eyes, and his heart trembles .

From Ling Tian's body, he found something different from the past. That is blood-reeking qi.

Only people whose hands are full of blood can have such a terrifying breath.

How many people did this guy kill?

"This Xiao's frustration, Elder Ling is no wonder." Guan Shi quickly gave up, "this Xiao absolutely supports Elder Ling, if necessary, I will do my best..."

Ling Tian closed his eyes tightly, his whole body trembled, but after a while, he was forcibly suppressed.

"A momentary miss and ruined Yunding's room." Ling Tian took a deep breath and slowly said: "Xiao is in charge, Ling Tian has something to ask for."

"Elder Ling is no better than seeing it. If you have any requirements, just say it!" Xiao Guanshi repeatedly said.

"I need a cloud ship!"

......

Stars and moons shine together, beautiful like a fairy tale, deep night sea , Still quiet. The night sky at this time, like a beautiful woman, covered with a black veil, revealing only the bright starry eyes.

And that bright stream of light is like tears dripping from a woman's cheeks.

An eight-wing cloud ship travels through the long sky.

The red copper cauldron, incense is misty, faint, flowing slowly in the quiet room, deep and peaceful.

However, in this quiet quiet room, there is only a simple futon. On the futon, a white clothed youth sits peacefully, his face is as calm as a lake, and the whole person is like Sitting on a dead wood, completely motionless.

However, in the dantian of the white clothed youth, the turbid waves are already emptying out, and the stormy waves roar.

The viscous vitality was twisted wildly and vigorously, forming nine vortexes. Below the vortex, a group of seven-color vitality energy was condensed into a halo. The vortex rotates, and the whale swallows generally absorbs the vitality of the seven-color halo, and counters itself.

And within the bloodline, like a long river rushing, billowing without a breath, the anger in the chest is also in the sitting body, surging and uncontrollable.

Above the dantian, the Spiritual Qi that vortex spews, already wants a breakthrough space, the boundless fire of anger, but it wants to burn Ling Tian to ashes, one after another killing intent, freezing the vortex spewing, always Must not be stable.

If it hadn't been for Ling Tian to forcefully display the Supreme Beginning Sutra, vortex would have collapsed.

"Uncle Lin, Ling Tian must repay this enmity!"

Ling Tian’s mouth shouted in a low voice, the seal in his hands, and the primordial stimulus, dantian inside The nine vortex spins violently, and the seven-color air mass is instantly swallowed, and the whole collapsed.

And above the vortex, the nine columns of vitality blow up, madly spraying towards that high.

At this moment, a huge vortex is formed around the entire cloud ship, in the sky, and countless primordial qi is attracted, like a thousand rays of light, a bright moon in the night sky .

The wooden iron pillar and the others walked out of the cabin in amazement, raised their hands and looked towards the top loft. Seeing that the rays of light inside were as bright as day, they were also in the heart surprised.

It's so terrifying!

“bang! ”

The invisible Formation barrier is in the form of a virtual barrier, which instantly breaks through.

Wandao Spiritual Qi falls like rain, moisturizing Qi Sea.

Nine vortex, also suddenly increased.

The power of twisting is better than before!

Peak in the mid-stage of Piquan!