Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Baizhi and the others rushed out of the great hall and saw Ling Tian already standing in front of the cliff, looking at the south of Tianhe Mountain.

"Really...It's Barbarian Race, so many!"

"Broken! It's the Uighur tribe led by Scarlet Blood!"

" The Uighur tribe came out! This is too coincidental!"

The Elders took a look, and their faces instantly became ashes.

Ling Tian held the sword hilt at his waist, flashes through a bright light in his eyes.

Standing on a high place, looking down, you can see several dozen li.

As far as I can see, a large cloud of dark clouds spread from the ground in the distance of the Tianhe Mountain battlefield.

Like a giant beast crawling on the earth, and like a black wave sweeping Heaven and Earth.

The roar of the rumble, deep and shocking.

The earth sounded muffled thunder, constantly hammering on people's hearts.

"roar!"

And a faint green rays of light suddenly rose from the black waves, with a loud roar that moved the sky.

High-end Demon Race!

The huge black golden iron wings stretched out are extremely shocking.

At the same time, within the Demon Sect station, several Martial Spirit illusory shadows flickered and flew into the sky, following the high-level Barbarian Race, and flew towards Tianhe Mountain.

"The decisive battle is finally here..."

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"Lingnan sect, those who do not descend, die!"

angry roar came from the sky, with rolling coercion, hammering on everyone's hearts.

The cultivation base is frightened by the weak.

Uighur red blood, just withdrew from another front.

Actually, even if Li Wuxin doesn't ask for help, he will bring his army to the Tianhe Mountain.

Because, Ling Tian, ​​here.

This person's hands are stained with the blood of the Bertan tribe clansman.

Under the command of Beizheng Shao, General Aojie is in the army.

To kill this person, the Uighur tribe won the favor of the young general Aojie, and it is just around the corner.

So today, Ling Tian must die.

"It's over, the blood is here! Coupled with Li Wuxin, there are two people in the late stage of the battle strength opposite!" Lin Sen opened his mouth, his mouth was bitter.

"Everyone, why don't we...retreat! We are by no means rivals, we will stay here!" said Elder of a small sect.

Bai Zhi shook his head: "If you can't retreat, Tianhe Mountain will fall, and Lingnan will be instantly torn apart in a big word. By then, we will all be sinners of Nantang!"

"Yes, Elder Bai is right, for the sake of our sect behind him, we must never retreat! Defeating Tianhe Mountain!" Ji Tie drew the flame-colored long knife from his waist, said solemnly.

"Shou? How to defend?" Lin Sen sighed, "The opponent has seven battle strengths above the mid-phase of Ningpao, and there are two others that are comparable to the late-phase of Ningpao, we..."

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"Elder Ling, it's you, make the decision!" Bai Zhi said suddenly.

Six Elder hearing this, all looked towards the front.

That slightly thin but tall back figure.

At this time, they hope to get the decision of this Purple Cloud Sect person in charge.

No matter whether you decide to keep or retreat, you will undoubtedly have to bear all possible consequences.

This is a responsibility, but it is as heavy as a mountain...

The younger figure in front of him who is only a cultivation base looks very thin.

"hehe ...."

There was a peak in the mountains, which lifted up the white cloak of the figure and the black hair like a waterfall.

Hunting.

A golden light flashed under the cloak.

With a chuckle, the figure slowly removed the golden stick behind it.

Speak slowly.

"You guys, are you confident that you can hold the six dazzling monsters besides the scarlet blood?"

Behind him, Six Sects Elder looked at each other and was silent for a moment. Ji Tie took the lead to stand up and speak out.

"I can deal with Li Wuxin one or two times, the remaining five are nothing to worry about."

"Yes, even if we can't kill, but we hold on, No problem." Bai Zhi pursed her lips, still said: "However, Elder Ling, that bloody battle strength is terrifying, Qin Han Elder of your sect was seriously injured by him! You..."

Bai Zhi knows that he can't judge the back in front of him with ordinary eyes, but the red blood is really tyrannical.

"It's okay..."

The figure still doesn't look back.

Although Lin Shan is not dead, the Ice Tribulation Pill is gone.

That's Lin Yanyan's mother, who got her life in exchange.

Purple Cloud Sect dísciple, who was killed, is still not cold.

This blood debt shall be paid by blood.

"The life of the scarlet blood belongs to me..."

The overbearing voice fell, and the purple sword was unsheathed on his waist and slowly inserted into the top of the golden stick.

Golden stick and purple sword, fuse together.

A purple thunder flame ignited from the right hand and gradually spread throughout the long spear.

The five Formations immediately merged, bathing in purple thunder.

Today, the gun of Yunshan will drink the blood of Barbarian Race!

"This...Five-seater Formation!"

Everyone behind him glanced at each other in unison, they were all surprised.

Be aware that the four-seater Formation is already a middle grade Spiritual Artifact, and more than five, it is a sign of high grade Spiritual Artifact.

Not even one of them owns high grade Spiritual Artifact.

However, what surprised them was much more than that.

The figure slowly raised the long spear and pointed at the stars.

Suddenly the wind and clouds rise up, and the terrifying prestige erupts.

The inner Qi of the body is tumbling with blood, like ten thousand li, the river rolls down and hangs in the sky, violently stirring in his body.

The cyclone around the body shook wildly, disturbing the space, one after another domineering aura, suddenly erupted from the inside to the outside.

In the imposing manner, it suddenly climbed under the stimulation of long spear!

It seems that the tip of the gun broke a certain Formation in one blow!

breakthrough!

"Elder Ling’s cultivation base is advanced!"

Baizhi cry out in surprise, they didn’t expect it, it’s almost a critical moment here, Ling Tian can actually breakthrough.

What kind of evildoer is this, breakthrough in this desperate situation, watching the prestige that erupts, how deep is the background?

And breakthrough is so unimpeded, where water flows, a canal is formed!

However, even so, it is only in the late stage of Piquan.

He, he has to face, but Barbarian Race is bloody.

Ling Tian stands on the top of the mountain.

Hold up the spear of Yunchan.

The fighting intent in the chest gradually rises, and I swallow ten thousand li.

The left hand suddenly shook, and a wave of energy wandered uncomfortably, trying to break out.

"Hehe, do you want to help me too?"

With a deep groan, Ling Tian slowly raised his left hand, and on the inside of his arm, the golden mark shined rays of light.

"zheng!"

With a cry, Ling Tian suddenly clenched his left hand into a fist.

I saw a golden glow soaring into the sky, and a golden shield was caught in the hand by Ling Tian.

Golden shield dragon shadows roam, dragon roar bursts!

Close his eyes, Ling Tian feels the vigorous vitality in his body, rushing like a river, full of power.

"Although I am weak, Ling Tian has a passion for blood."

"Today, all the monarchs are fighting side by side with me. They will stay in the history and be remembered by the world."

"Please beat the drums for me and roar!"

"Those who offend me, no matter Barbarian Race or Demon Sect."

"I shall be together Tu Zhi!"

A faint voice fell from Tianhe Mountain.

Up and down Tianhe Mountain, thousands of Lingnan Sect Martial Artists slowly drew out their weapons.

Look into the distance, growl in the mouth.

The fighting intent is boiling.

"Damn it, my god is so fucking awesome! Today, I Qin Shaoyang wants to kill the group of bitches throwing their helmets and armor!"

Be Ling Infected by Tian’s imposing manner, Qin Shaoyang pulled out the double mace from his waist, heroism reaching to the clouds.

At this time, his imposing manner has reached the late stage of Piquan.

"Today, I can fight with Elder Ling and die, it's worth!"

Hanjian Ge Jilie's hands are wrapped in hot flames, gaze as if a torch.

"Children of Purple Cloud Sect, today, even if the last drop of blood is drained, I will never retreat. I, Purple Cloud Sect dísciple, don’t have any scumbags! Fight with them!"

The wooden Tiezhu carried the Xuangang sledgehammer, roaring like a tiger.

That person is not afraid, so what are they afraid of?

Ling Tian right hand holds a purple spear, and his left hand holds a golden shield.

Behind the purple fire wings suddenly opened, rays of light blooming on the top of the mountain.

Like a pearl, like a lighthouse.

A long whistle, straight down from the top of the thousand zhang mountain!

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That day.

Below Tianhe Mountain.

Demon Sect invades.

Barbarian Race is coming.

Ling Tian dressed in white clothed and flew down to the top of Tianhe Mountain alone.

Hold up the purple spear and the golden shield.

When the first Heaven and Earth War drum sounded in between Heaven and Earth.

When the first angry roar echoed in the mountains.

Flying at Ling Tian in front of the Barbarian Race army, the temples are flying.

Wonderful, arrogant!

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