Sword Master Ling Tian

When the voice fell, Ling Tian's hand was suddenly shaken, and he floated directly to the sky.

In the sea of ​​qi, the terrifying force of the heavenly origin surged and boiled, and the vortex condensed into a huge spiral arm and began to rotate slowly.

It seemed that endless energy began to fill Ling Tian's limbs and corpses crazily.

Zhang Jing and others all felt this horrible breath, and immediately retreated one after another.

Everyone looked up, only to find that Ling Tian's body was covered by the bright glow of the sun at this time, and his wings bloomed behind him, which was extremely sacred.

Vaguely, Ling Tian holding Du'er was like an ancient **** general, which made people unable to look directly at him.

Ling Tian Qing stick hung in the sky, stepping in the void, with a strange body, and his feet seemed to be stepping on stars. The changes were unpredictable.

Roar!

Suddenly, there was a stern roar that shook the sky, and the light surrounding Ling Tian's body evolved into a huge phantom in gold armor. This phantom also appeared on it as Ling Tian danced through his hands. A huge shadow of the sky stick was created.

Stir the void, with unmatched coercion!

boom!

There was another roar, like King Kong's rage, echoing between the world and the earth, the golden light flickered in mid-air, and Ling Tian appeared in shape. At this time, he was already shrouded in brilliance and could not be looked directly at.

"Vajra has no appearance, it is really terrifying, and it is far beyond comparison with the suppression of evil spirits and exorcism."

This stick is the third part of the Sanskrit soundless stick method!

Although Ling Tian had only just mastered it, and had not yet refined this stick to a small level, its power was already so shocked.

The super-grade supernatural power exercises really have different responses!

Whoosh!

Thinking like this, Ling Tian suddenly shook in the void and rose into the air again. Holding the Du'er stick tightly with both arms, the golden light overflowed, and the person in mid-air slammed the stick in his hand toward the eight-claw beast, crashing down!

Rumble!

Like thunder and explosions, the sky-reaching stick shadow in the Golden Armored King Kong's hand suddenly fell down. This stick was so powerful that the space in front of it exploded immediately, unable to withstand such a general trend.

"Boom!"

puff!

The light and shadow fell on the eight-claw behemoth. After a shock and silence, the behemoth was like a ball that was hit. Its tyrannical defense could not withstand the power of a stick, and it exploded with a bang.

Black water splashed all over, and the eight-claw beast was bombarded and killed by Ling Tian with a stick!

At this moment, Zhang Jing Ranmin and others were all in a daze.

This, what kind of terrorist attack is this?

It's too scary, isn't it?

Such a tyrannical Black Fiend beast, just like that, was destroyed?

In fact, the reason why Ling Tian was able to kill this eight-claw behemoth with a single stick of the crossing stick was that besides the tyrannical energy, this diamond had no form. It was a Buddhism technique, and he was naturally restrained against the black evil spirit. .

However, as this giant beast was bombarded and killed, the countless black evil monsters in this space also collapsed one after another, leaving only one place of black evil monster crystals.

And this is undoubtedly a rare resource for cultivation.

"Haha, I didn't expect it to be so simple, let's see what this primordial martial soul is!"

Qin Shaoyang fell from the sky, and came directly to the altar.

Everyone also surrounded the past.

At this moment, on the altar, apart from the suspended Wushu Soul of the Beginning, there were several cheats, besides, there was nothing else.

There are no new quasi-celestial soldiers and top spirit treasures.

However, although everyone's eyes were hot, they all restrained the heat in their hearts and waited for Ling Tian to fall from the sky.

"Ling Tian, ​​this is the Martial Spirit of the Beginning, you can take it down and have a look."

Ran Min rubbed his hands and said.

"Ok."

Ling Tian was also quite curious at this time.

In the early days of Wuhun, he had seen a lot in the Southern Tang Realm.

Even at this time, there are still two in his hands.

However, it was the first time I met in this world.

Reached out and took down the Wuhun from the beginning.

Starting from the warmth, without being wrapped in a stone shell, Ling Tian could directly feel the powerful energy surging in this primordial martial soul.

"Ferry..."

There was only one word, Ling Tian couldn't think of what this set of other primordial spirits looked like.

But this word crossing made Ling Tian seem to see a **** and Buddha, sitting cross-legged on the Tianhe River, pitying the world.

At the beginning, it belonged to Buddhism.

Thinking of this, Ling Tian grasped the Wuhun of the Beginning, and turned around the eagerly waiting martial artists.

"You said, how should this primordial martial spirit be distributed?"

"How to allocate?" Ran Min and others looked at each other immediately.

"Ling Tian, ​​are you joking, how valuable is this primordial martial arts? And without you, we wouldn't be able to kill this big guy, so anyway, this primordial martial arts should belong to you!"

Zhang Jing said startled.

"Yes, this primordial martial soul can only display its value if it is in your hands!"

"Ling Tian, ​​if you have a Martial Spirit of the Beginning in the future, then you can definitely fight for the top spot in this Hundred Sects Competition!"

"That's right, this primordial martial soul should belong to Ling Tian, ​​we have no other opinion."

Everyone babbled, they all felt that this primordial martial soul must belong to Ling Tian.

No one will grab it.

"Do not……"

"You don't understand the Wuhun of the Beginning, only those who are suitable for it can have him. The master of the Beginning is not me."

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Ling Tian shook his head, as if he didn't want this primordial martial spirit.

With that said, Ling Tian looked at Wukong, who was bowing his nose in the crowd, and suddenly smiled: "Wukong, come forward."

"Ok?"

Wukong suddenly shook his whole body, raised his eyes to look at Ling Tian, ​​his eyes were full of complex colors.

However, there was not much surprise.

"Ling donor, what's your order?"

But Wukong still stood out from the crowd.

"Wukong, you are a person in Buddhism, let me ask you, what is a buddha, or, why do you convert to Buddhism?"

Ling Tian raised his hand and opened his five fingers. The primordial martial soul on it flashed, solemn and sacred.

Hearing this, Wukong was startled, and the Buddha's light appeared all over his body, constantly surging, and his aura was also violently fluctuating, sometimes strong and weak.

However, after a while, his momentum gradually stabilized.

Wukong folded his hands together and said, "Amitabha, even though Wukong has converted to Buddhism halfway, I am now single-minded. I only have Buddha. I only ask. When the world sees my body, he develops Bodhicitta, and he who hears my name breaks evil and cultivates goodness. Intelligent, who knows my heart becomes a Buddha."

"My ultimate wish is still to survive the suffering of the world."

"But the donor once enlightened me, and Wukong didn't dare to hope for the ultimate wish. Now, he just asks to cross himself first."

Ling Tian nodded.

This Wukong Buddha has deep nature and is extremely powerful. Such a buddhist spirit boy will inevitably have great achievements in the future.

"Hehe, but Wukong, it's hard to cross the world, and it's also difficult to cross yourself."

"Where is the shore? Now, I will send you a lone boat to help you move forward."

"Look at it, can this word cross you?"

After all, Ling Tian sent the Wukong Soul in his hands to Wukong's eyes.