Sword Master Ling Tian

The sixth mountain is not very far from the core of Tianjue Mountain.

For Ling Tian's escape speed, it should be only half an hour before it has arrived.

However, as soon as he entered the core area of ​​Tianjue Mountain, Ling Tian felt the power of this seven-kill formation.

The power of the formation is almost at its extreme here, the turbulent dragon vein energy is forcibly extracted, and it is constantly wandering on the ground, converging towards the center.

And this powerful suction force also made Ling Tian's body feel heavier than a thousand catties, and his escape speed was greatly affected.

And as he got deeper, Ling Tian became more frightened.

Although Jueshan is located in the dragon vein this day, it can't be absorbed like this, right?

According to what has been learned along the way, this monster race has absorbed the energy of the dragon veins in this Tian Jue Mountain for almost a thousand years,

Come to think of it, the underground dragon vein energy should not be much left.

And so much of the dragon vein energy, most of it gathered in that core, so how terrifying is the guy who finally absorbed this dragon vein energy now?

Ling Tian moved forward with difficulty step by step, and Ling Tian could already see the large well at the core.

That's right, in the mouth of the well, there was a layer of black and red mist, which made Ling Tian feel extremely uncomfortable.

Moreover, in addition, Ling Tian also felt a sense of space power permeating from it.

This feeling is not unfamiliar, and even familiar.

Could it be that I have seen this thing before?

No, he has never been to Tianjue Mountain?

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However, suddenly, in Ling Tian's mind, a picture of another well flashed inexplicably.

Ling Tian had actually seen the well with the power of space.

That is the bite in the relics of Chongxiaozong!

That one bite is the exit from the other world to this world!

But without waiting for Ling Tian to think too much, he suddenly saw through the misty red and black fog that he was faintly seen next to the mouth of the well, as if there was a figure sitting next to him.

Sure enough, someone!

Ling Tian was shocked suddenly in his heart, standing still, looking at the shadowy figure carefully.

However, it seems that this person is a little thin, sitting there, motionless, like a sculpture.

"Who are you! Pretending to be a **** here!?"

Ling Tian held up the spear combined with the thunder sword and the prison fire stick and shouted.

Regardless, the figure remained motionless.

However, Ling Tian frowned, but found that the terrifying coercion deep in the core was diffused from this figure.

This guy is definitely not a statue or a dead person.

"Hmph, I don't believe it, you won't move!"

Ling Tian snorted coldly, directly raised his fist front, and the dragon elephant decisively started. A flaming red dragon elephant phantom appeared behind him, and infinite power poured into Ling Tian's fist front.

The power provided by the Body of Bath Flame was extremely powerful. Ling Tian used it for the first time. After thinking about it, Ling Tian fisted forward and suddenly shot.

The first move is the ultimate move in Dragon Fist. Flying dragon is in the sky!

This punch is no longer weak in the Dragon Fist!

Roar!

The shadow of the fist bathed in flames, and on Ling Tian's arm, it condensed into a phantom like a fire dragon.

Between the roars, he blasted out toward the figure in the mist.

"Boom!"

However, when the powerful and direct shadow of the fist shook the fog, and when it fell on the figure, it just remembered a muffled noise.

The Dragon Fist seemed to hit something hard when it was right. After a roar, there was no more breath.

Even, apart from the misty mist being shaken away, there is no other effect.

"Ok!?"

Ling Tian frowned immediately.

The punch just now was comparable to an ordinary blow from Da Neng in the early days of Yuanshen, but it couldn't be such a splash, right?

However, the fog was shaken away, and Ling Tian finally saw the true face of the figure!

This guy looks like an old man!

However, it is definitely not a human race!

Although it's all over, it's no different from the human race.

But the skin on his face is full of rough lines and gullies, like the bark of an old tree.

But Ling Tian recognized these lines on Yan Zhou's face too!

This is the symbol of the dragon clan!

Sure enough, the guy deep in this core is not Emperor Wu, but a strong dragon!

When he first entered Tianjue Mountain, the terrifying guy Lao Hou had sensed should be him!

"It doesn't move, then I will try it once! See when you can pretend to be!"

Seeing that the strong dragon clan was still as motionless as the sculpture, Ling Tian's heart burned more and more.

This obviously looks down on him!

"The dragon is fighting wild!"

This time, Ling Tian's whole body was surging, and the dragon's shadow condensed. The whole figure flashed, and then rushed up, the dragon roared on his arm, and with a crossed punch, he smashed the old man in the face.

"Huh!"

However, at the moment when Ling Tian's punch was about to hit the old man's face, the old man's eyes opened!

What kind of a pair of scary and indifferent eyes, in the pupils, there seemed to be a dragon shadow hovering, scarlet flames burning fiercely, but Ling Tian felt the cold of death!

This is definitely not a pair of eyes!

The old man, at the moment he opened his eyes, his momentum suddenly exploded and swept away.

Ling Tian's aura, as well as the condensed dragon's shadow in his hand, were directly shattered by the shock at this instant.

"what!?"

Suddenly, Ling Tian was also caught by the look in his eyes, and when he was cold, his whole body was shocked and flew out.

"Hehe, it's been over a thousand years. I finally have another human race here."

Ling Tian was shaken back, stood up from the ground, and heard an old voice.

The sound was very harsh and unpleasant, as if two stones were rubbing against each other, and it was chilling.

"Who are you? I'm already here, don't you want to pretend to be a god?!"

Ling Tian frowned and asked coldly.

"who am I?"

The old man gave a gloomy smile, and looked stiffly at Ling Tian, ​​"I am the Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"

"You saw me, it's not too expensive?!"

While talking, the old man was full of dragons, at this moment, it really smelled like a dragon traveling the world.

"Emperor Wu? Are you worthy too?!"

Ling Tian took a sip.

He would not believe the other side's nonsense.

"Hahahaha, why, can't I become the Emperor Wu, tell you, I thought that back then, if it wasn't for your Human Race Emperor Martial Arts to wipe out my monster race, the master of this continent would not be your human race! "

As he spoke, the old man's whole body suddenly exploded, and his tone was full of spitefulness!