Fantasy: Start To Break The Limit Of Cultivation

Chapter 164 Inheritance Of The Tomb Owner, Fair Competition? (Seek Full Order)

"Oh? So it's Mingxin Sacred Land's female genius of all time."

After hearing Miao Wanqing's explanation, Ling Tian looked suddenly enlightened.

"It's still one of the five beauties of the Southern Region, no wonder they are pretty."

The first half of Ling Tian's words came out, and Yue Qiuling's beautiful eyes were also slightly smug.

But the next sentence, which was a bit pretty, made her face sink again.

"If you dare to use this method against me, or against anyone in my Xuantian Sacred Land.

"You're lucky if you don't get caught by me."

"If I find out, then the fifth beauty in the Southern Region will change hands."

Ling Tian's cold words full of killing intent came out.

Many disciples of Sacred Land around couldn't help shivering.

Especially the women are even more surprised.

Could this Holy Son of Ling Tian be more unfeminine than the people in Sacred Land with a bright heart?

Such a girl of heaven, such a beautiful woman, could he really let him go?

But looking at Ling Tian's tone, they all knew that Ling Tian was not joking, he is really a person who can destroy flowers with his hands!

When Yue Qiuling reacted, Ling Tian's figure had already walked in front of the Great Hall.

"Hmph, just wait, Ben Holy Maiden doesn't believe it anymore!"

Yue Qiuling's breathing was rapid, and her graceful figure was even more ups and downs, so charming.

It's a pity that no one can discover this charming scene.

Because of all eyes.

They were all attracted by the ninety-nine futons that suddenly appeared in front of the Great Hall, that is, in front of Ling Tian.

Don't wait for everyone to think too much about the reaction.

The ethereal voice came out again.

"Sitting on the futon, you can listen to my cultivation experience during my lifetime."

"The person who comprehends this seat's practice and understanding the most can obtain all the inheritance left by this seat!"

"The further the futon is in front, the more beneficial it is!"

Gradually only a few dozen words, no fancy introduction.

It is based on the cultivation experience of the Holy Master during his lifetime.

Not to mention these talented disciples here, even if Saint came, he would be crazy.

At this moment, everyone looked at the futon at the front with fiery eyes.

The way these futons are arranged is also very neat.

One below the shadowy statue.

The latter two.

Three more times, and so on.

"You want to sit here々||?"

Ling Tian turned around and smiled slightly, very friendly.

"Forehead……………"

"I don't want to, I don't want to!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then shook their heads quickly.

Just kidding, let alone Ling Tian's talent background.

Based on Ling Tian's Realm at this moment, who can say that he has the confidence to fight him?

"That's good!"

Ling Tian looked very satisfied.

This effect is what we want.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, Lotus Position sat on the front futon.

Just when everyone was about to discuss how to distribute the remaining futons.

To their surprise.

A pretty girl who looked very clear and refined, but made people feel pity, sat behind Ling Tian without any hesitation.

Immediately afterwards.

Another girl in a long skirt sat on another futon behind Ling Tian.

These two women are Yun Mengxi and Ye Xinhan.

Yunmengxi is fine, she has recovered her true face at this moment, few people know her.

But Ye Xinhan's heart was beating non-stop.

What if Ling Tian doesn't help him?

Even she herself doesn't know that she is the proud daughter of Danxia Sacred Land.

At this moment, he has already developed a strong dependence on Ling Tian.

Miao Wanqing also frowned.

Although she kept saying that she hated Ling Tian verbally, when she saw this scene, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Therefore, she sat on the futon in the third row without any hesitation.

As for Yue Qiuling, she unceremoniously sat beside Miao Wanqing.

Yue Qiuling, besides Ling Tian, ​​is also one of the few existences in the middle stage of the main realm of life, and the others dare not say anything.

However, the first three women are too much!

Especially Miao Wanqing, who is at the peak of True Martial Realm.

But when they thought that this woman was the fifth Holy Maiden of Xuantian Sacred Land, and she even called Ling Tian Junior Brother, they could only bear it.

"Why are you sitting in a daze, hurry up and pick a good seat!"

Ling Tian's calm voice came out.

The remaining nearly ten Xuantian Sacred Land disciples were stunned for a moment.

Afterwards, everyone was also excited and chose the seat in front of them to sit down.

One thing worth noting is that.

All the male disciples chose to sit in the fifth row of seats.

That is to say, it is one row away from the third row of Miao Wanqing and others.

They did this because they felt that those beauties in front of them all belonged to the Son of God.

Otherwise, why would these women take the initiative to sit behind the Son so boldly?

Since she is the Son's woman, of course she must keep a respectful distance.

If Ling Tian knew what they were thinking, he would definitely say that a child can be taught, this is a sensible little brother.

soon.

Including the three Danxia Sacred Land women who appeared with Ling Tian before, and the two female disciples of Xuantian Sacred Land also sat in the last ten seats in the fourth and third rows.

The Tianjiao of other forces around looked at the scene in front of them, and they were also angry from the heart.

If they were talking about what happened just now, they could still bear it because they were afraid of Ling Tian.

Now, Uncle is really unbearable, and aunt is even more unbearable.

Those who can join Sacred Land are already geniuses.

The disciples who can be selected to come to the Holy Master's Tomb to try to gain opportunities are the core and direct disciples of those Sacred Land.

Everyone in the field is the pride of Sacred Land, who is not a little bit arrogant?

Especially there are nearly a dozen other holy sons of Sacred Land here.

If they don't get angry anymore, they will still be the sons of the hammer, looking for opportunities to fuck, go home early, wash and sleep.

"." Everyone, we are all the pride of the Sacred Land, are you willing to endure this?"

A young man in a green brocade robe came out.

then.

Another man with a rough figure said domineeringly: "There are not many places in the first place, but now they are less than one-third or more in an instant. What should we do?"

"Holy Son Durin is right!"

"Son of Pang Feng, what do you think we should do?"

A few more young people stood up and booed.

Their voices were not deliberately lowered, and everyone here, including Ling Tian, ​​could hear them.

When you see those arrogances who are slowly gathering.

Ye Xinhan and Yun Mengxi looked at the handsome back with great confidence.

Although the disciples of Xuantian Sacred Land (Wang Qianhao) were a little apprehensive, they were relieved when they thought of so many miracles created by the son of Ling Tian.

Only Yue Qiuling looked gloating.

But Miao Wanqing was a little worried in her heart.

"Son of Ling Tian, ​​there are so many of us, we need you to give up some positions so that we can compete fairly."

"Yes! The Sons are right!"

An angry voice came out.

Ling Tian finally spoke.

"The second holy son of Cangyan Sacred Land and Martial Saint Earth?"

When Ling Tian's expected voice came out, several people were all taken aback.

Especially Du Lin and Shengzi Pang Feng, who spoke first, frowned slightly.

At this moment, an ominous premonition is gradually rising in their hearts!

Don't wait for them to answer.

Ling Tian got up slowly.

His eyes gradually became sharper.

An invisible Sword intent spread from his body to the surroundings.

At some point, Ling Tian's waist.

A phantom of a golden scabbard appeared... o...

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