My Fantasy Comes to One Billion Years Later

It seemed as if he had suffered huge damage from the impact of Lin Tian's sword energy.

The entire Tongtian Mountain and the Diming Saint Ancestor trembled.

The exaggerated Holy Ancestor Di Ming almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

After covering up the injury just now, he seemed to have suppressed the injury, thinking of continuing to deceive Lin Tian so that Lin Tian could continue to use the sword energy like just now, in order to achieve the purpose of consuming Lin Tian.

However, Holy Ancestor Diming had just opened his mouth and had not yet had time to speak.

He felt another, no, ten consecutive very intensive attacks coming from behind him.

Moreover, these attacks were all directed at the places where the previous sword energy attack had passed.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming doesn't even know what to say. Should he say that your aim, Lin Tian's, is really accurate? Or should I say that you, Lin Tianxin, are really big-hearted.

I didn't expect that this Lin Tian was so easy to deceive. How could he be promoted to the half-step holy realm and consume his immortal energy so much? It seems that my victory is not far away.

Thinking of this, Holy Ancestor Di Ming silently let out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, as if he couldn't hold back the blood seeping from his injury.

Lin Tian looked across and said in a deep voice, "Okay, as expected of the Emperor of Heaven, but it doesn't seem to hurt me. Are you trying to tickle me?"

Holy Ancestor Di Ming used a move to provoke the general.

Waiting for Lin Tian to use more powerful tricks to consume the immortal power.

Lin Tian had a strange look in his eyes. He didn't expect that the Diming Holy Ancestor was actually a half-step to the peak of the Holy Saint who only knew how to defend but not how to attack?

Isn't that my living target? Is there really such a stupid half-step to the Holy Peak?

No, how could such a fool be able to cultivate to the half-step to the peak of the Holy Saint?

It’s so unreasonable!

Lin Tian's heart was filled with doubts.

Then he heard the sudden shout from the Ming Saint Ancestor opposite, and Lin Tian was suddenly startled.

He focused his gaze carefully and looked at the Holy Ancestor Di Ming who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong, but Lin Tian's sword movement did not stop.

The Holy Ancestor of Diming was constantly shaking and bleeding amid the violent impacts.

Lin Tian frowned, feeling a little confused when he saw the increasingly exaggerated Holy Ancestor Di Ming.

It was obvious that his sword energy was getting weaker and weaker, but the Holy Ancestor Di Ming had blood oozing from the corner of his mouth from silent to now slowly screaming?

This weak pattern of being attacked is getting stronger and stronger.

So much so that Lin Tian began to doubt whether this Earthly Saint Ancestor was really that weak.

But Lin Tian still didn't dare to underestimate him, because he suddenly thought of another possibility.

That was because Holy Ancestor Di Ming seemed to be deliberately showing weakness to him.

While enjoying Lin Tian's constant baptism and bombardment of sword energy, Holy Ancestor Diming shouted in his heart, Come on! come! Keep coming!

Holy Ancestor Di Ming sensed that after Lin Tian handed over the thirty-second sword energy, the power of the sword energy slowly began to decrease.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming knew that he had finally reached the period when Lin Tian's immortal power was weakening.

So he worked harder. In addition to the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, his acting skills were very exaggerated. He leaned against the peak of Tongtian Mountain and looked as if he was about to collapse with the next sword strike.

It kept swaying, as if it was about to fall off Tongtian Mountain.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming thought that when the power of Lin Tian's sword energy dropped to only one-third of its strength, he would take action to suppress it and win this battle!

But Holy Ancestor Di Ming would never have imagined that it was his own exaggerated performance that made Lin Tian suspicious.

Lin Tian is still weakening the output of his immortal energy, causing his sword energy to be empty of the expelling shell of sword intention.

But it lacks real killing power.

But even this kind of sword energy made Holy Ancestor Diming scream repeatedly.

Lin Tian was sweating in his heart, this is too exaggerated!

He silently deduced in his mind why the Holy Ancestor Di Ming had to face him with such a weak look.

Does the Holy Ancestor Di Ming really not know that if you pretend to be a pig for a long time, you will really become a pig?

Or?

Lin Tian looked at the Jidao Black Stone Fairy Sword in his hand and suddenly had an idea.

He instantly understood the purpose of Holy Ancestor Di Ming.

That is the ultimate black stone sword in his hand.

I want to show weakness to paralyze myself, so that I can continue to waste my immortal power to attack him carelessly.

However, this kind of attack is not suitable for Diming Saint Ancestor, who majors in the way of mountains and earth, focuses on defense, and possesses a defensive half-step to the holy level immortal weapon like Tongtian Mountain.

Even if the sword energy attack he handed out could successfully cause damage to the Diming Holy Ancestor, it would still be a very limited amount of damage.

It is simply impossible to cause such huge, slow and exaggerated damage to the current Diming Holy Ancestor.

So Lin Tian smiled coldly and did not fall into the trap, but decided to use it.

You, the Holy Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, are such a stupid being, how dare you come to play this trick of a sinister person, and come up with such devious ideas.

Then don't blame me, Lin Tian, ​​I'll give you a trick to lure the snake out of its hole.

So Lin Tian silently weakened the aura on his body, and continued to decrease at a weak and imperceptible speed.

However, this imperceptible speed was noticed by Diming Saint Ancestor who had been paying attention to Lin Tian.

I noticed it immediately.

Holy Ancestor Di Ming snickered in his heart, Lin Tian is so clever at calculating ghosts, but you are trying to trick me, Holy Ancestor Di Ming.

Do you think that by secretly absorbing immortal power to make up for the loss of your own immortal power, you can fill the holes in your sword energy consumption?

Do you think that because you deliberately slowed down the flow of immortal energy, our Holy Ancestor of the Earth Ming Dynasty will not notice that your immortal energy is constantly flowing away?

Lin Tian, ​​​​Lin Tian, ​​you underestimate me too much.

Over the years since our Holy Ancestor of the Ming Dynasty became an immortal, we have seen all kinds of characters. How dare you show such a crappy performance and embarrass yourself?

I really don’t take my Diming Saint Ancestor seriously.

As a result, Holy Ancestor Di Ming let out an even louder scream, aggravating the impact and pain caused by his injuries.

All the immortals outside the field were stunned.

The old man on Tianbao Mountain has a big mouth, his chin is stretched very long, and he is holding a sky-gazing mirror in his hands.

His eyes were bulging out to stick to the mirror of the sky-gazing mirror, looking at the picture in the sky-gazing mirror with an expression of disbelief.

He saw that Holy Ancestor Di Ming had become a living target, neither fighting back nor dodging Lin Tian's attack.

Just standing there and getting beaten.

Shan Lao felt very bad, especially when he thought of the sea-like fairy stones in the treasure house of Tianbao Mountain.