Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"haha, Yu Zifei, you are really good!"

Tian Xiao eyes shined, looking at Yu Zifei's eyes suddenly different from before.

"Stop talking nonsense, kill!"

The three powerhouses joined forces, and for a time, they suppressed the swordsmen in the great hall.

bang!

In the depths of the great hall, Ling Tian cut down with a sword again, and the Divine Race sword cultivator was cut back under the wall.

"Say, who is that person!"

Ling Tian held his face coldly, and raised his sword step by step.

"Damn, trifling a group of Human Race dolls, dare to be rampant in my mausoleum, really if I can do nothing with you!"

Successively retreated by Ling Tian , Then Divine Race sword cultivator is also completely surprised and angry.

"Sword Spirit, bless my body and help me destroy this group of Human Race descendants who are not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth!"

sword cultivator roared, his hands The colorful golden tigers in the golden giant sword emerged, and then they rushed into the body of the undead of the sword cultivator.

roar!

In an instant, the face of the Divine Race sword cultivator turned into a tiger's head, a long whistle, and also the sound of a tiger's roar.

The original azure body of the undead was manifested with golden-bright and dazzling Battle Armor, which contributed to the breath of this sword cultivator, and in a short period of time, it surged wildly.

Sword Spirit, it can still be used like this! ?

Ling Tian frowned suddenly when he looked at the Divine Race sword cultivator that suddenly became taller.

Tian Xiao and Yu Zifei in the great hall behind were shocked when they saw this.

This Divine Race sword cultivator is really hard to deal with, such a sudden change, and its battle strength is so strong, even if they join forces now, they are not opponents at all!

"Big brother, this sword cultivator is too strong, we should withdraw quickly!"

Tian Xiao exclaimed.

Now, the sword attendants in the great hall have not been cleaned up yet.

"Ling Tian, ​​let's go, this sword cultivator is beyond our ability, unless Heaven's Chosen, the top 100 in the mysterious list, comes!"

Yu Zifei is holding a long bow. , Also tenderly shouted.

"hahaha, why, now you dolls, know you are afraid!?"

The Divine Race sword cultivator like Sword Spirit laughed sly, and even the voice changed. Up.

He held the golden giant sword in his hand and walked towards Ling Tian.

"Come on, let me kill you. The opportunity in you can help me reshape the fleshy body and come back to life!"

Divine Race sword cultivator sneered one after another , The giant sword in his hand is also raised high again.

Now, the battle strength of this sword cultivator is so strong that even if it is not as strong as the generals who smell Heavenly God, it is enough to rival the master of Yama.

In short, this is the most powerhouse Ling Tian has encountered since entering the trial road.

"Really!? Want to kill me!?"

"Then I really want to know how strong I am now!"

However, under the incomparable breath of the Divine Race sword cultivator, Ling Tian, ​​who carried the Yunxing Sword, suddenly sneered.

Fifteen years ago, he fought in the Celestial Clan and faced the emperor Hua Xiaoyun, he could not take out War God, Heaven and Earth Source.

Therefore, I can only use the hands of Prisoner Tian to narrowly defeat Hua Xiaoyun.

But now, Ling Tian doesn't care anymore!

The shoulders shook, and the Ling Tian turned into Rain Dragon was turned on, and the original will of the War God killing the sky was directly released.

In an instant, the magnificent shadow of the emperor appeared in the tomb of the gods.

The tomb of the gods is so big that they can no longer carry this kind of will illusory shadow.

If someone is outside the tomb of the gods at this time, you can see a War God-like illusory shadow, appearing under the starry sky, as high as tens of thousands of feet, that terrifying aura, leading to several tens of thousands of li, the starry sky roars and vibrates.

Today's War God's Will to Kill the Sky is more terrifying than it was decades ago.

Ling Tian has been in retreat in the Peach Garden for fifty years, and in the Four Elephant Pagoda for five thousand years, the willpower of War God to kill the sky is also recovering.

Now, before this kind of will, although it is still not comparable to the will of the Emperor-level Taichu.

But in the will of the quasi emperor, it is also a very high level.

With War God on his back, Ling Tian floats above the temple, looking down, as if facing an ant.

"It's you, it really is you!"

Sure enough, after Ling Tian took out the will of the primordial beginning, the Divine Race sword cultivator was like seeing a ghost, shaking all over , Far less rampant before.

"Say, who on earth is that person!"

Ling Tian asked with cold eyes.

"No, it turned out to be just a will, so that guy is dead!?"

"hahaha, a will, also wants to press me!"

"I'm not afraid!"

Divine Race sword cultivator reacted this time, he swung the giant sword in his hand and cut it down again!

"courting death!"

Ling Tian was ashamed, Prisoner held his hand on the Yunxing Sword, chopped down.

ka-cha!

At the moment when the two sword edges touched, the giant sword sword qi collapsed.

What makes Tian Xiao and Yu Zifei in the temple unbelievable is that Ling Tian's sword not only completely shattered the divine ability of the Divine Race sword cultivator, but also a sword that smashed the entire Divine The mountains of Race Mausoleum are completely torn apart!

pu!

Sword edge is unmatched and cannot be resisted at all.

The Divine Race sword cultivator is the body of the undead, and the fleshy body is not strong. Under this sword, the body of the undead is torn apart and transformed into a little bit of Remnant Soul, floating in the temple. ,

Ling Tian fell and grabbed one of the souls, "Say, who is that person."

"He was the murderous god on this trial road ten thousand years ago, Back then, he made a riot in the tomb of the gods, turning our Divine Race undead, twisted Heaven and Earth turning upside down. I have seen him and a Divine Race emperor dead from a distance."

"Later That!" Ling Tian asked again.

"I don’t know, I heard that he got into something he shouldn’t provoke and was killed off the road of trial!"

"What’s his name, but it’s also from Clear Sky World?"

"Yes, it is Clear Sky World Heaven's Chosen, but I can't mention his name."

"Why?"

"Because, because of his name, Heavenly Dao is not allowed, it is a taboo!"

Then Remnant Soul thought for a while and said: "If you want to know his news, you can go to the next node city, there is a mountain there. He used to fight all the sword cultivators of the Five Hundred Immortal World on that mountain with a sword. He was unbeaten, and he left his name on that mountain."

"You Go and take a look, you will know."

Ling Tian slightly narrows the eyes, "I can't wait, say, what is that person, what is the name."

Remnant Soul pursed his mouth , Struggling for a while, "Emperor..."

The Remnant Soul disappeared completely between Heaven and Earth after speaking.

"East Emperor!?"

Ling Tian frowned.

Now, the name, incomplete.

Probably, it's just that person's title.

Ling Tian shook his head, it was still quite regretful that he could not learn the exact news of that person.

However, since this Divine Race sword cultivator has seen it, then other Divine Race undead should have also been seen.

The person had made this trial road tens of thousands of years ago, so it shouldn’t be difficult to learn about that person.

"Big brother, you...really killed that Divine Race sword cultivator?"

In the temple, those swordsmen who died after the Divine Race sword cultivator turned into The dust, disappeared.

Tian Xiao stared at some in front of him blankly, unable to believe his eyes.

"This tomb is about to collapse, you two, go to the left and right treasure halls to search for treasure."

But Ling Tian turned around, but only said one sentence.

"Oh!"

The two startedled, only then did they think about it, and they went to hunt for treasure.

And Ling Tian picked up the giant sword that fell on the ground. This sword is not bad. The Sword Soul inside is stronger. It has become a Sword Spirit. After Xiao Lei swallows it, it will Become very powerful.

At the same time, Jin Jiner, who was rushing to the tomb of the stone god, suddenly looked towards a certain direction of the void.

There, she actually vaguely saw a Martial Emperor-like illusory shadow appearing under the stars, and then, a sword smashed the sky.

"It's not far away, is it the tomb of the Divine Race sword cultivator?"

"No, they can't get there so soon."

"Luan'er, go ahead at full speed, and be sure to arrive at the tomb of the stone gods in seven days."

After thinking about it, Jin Jin'er is the yelling Jin Luan.

"Yes!"

That Jin Luan turned into a bright golden glow, like a meteor, disappearing into the night sky.