Sword Master Ling Tian

The black ghost mist tumbling in the sky caused the sky above Haiyue City to suddenly become cold, and the wind gusts made people feel tense and shudder.

"Hi, Xuan Ming ghost master!?"

"You old ghost's cultivation base, hasn't it already been half a step to perfection!"

It wasn't just the martial artist of the Eastern Region who was surprised, Feng Xuan was the first to let out an exclamation, his pupils shrank sharply.

The army of human warriors that suddenly arrived was Xuanming Ghost Valley.

And the body of the evil ghost is the body of Xuanming Ghost Valley's scattered immortal!

Before Ling Tian was crossed into the void by this ghost master, spanning two thousand miles to suppress, now the ghost master Xuanming is close to him, that terrifying aura really makes people scared.

"Hehe, great, it's not too late to come."

On the high platform, Ling Tian and a group of Tianjiao held up the light of the early martial souls and resisted the aura that was suppressed by the ghost master Xuan Ming.

"Hmph, Feng Xuan, for five hundred years, you have still been so useless, letting a junior bully so much, it really lost my face in Sendai!"

The shadow of the evil ghost in the black cloud condensed, turned into a black robe and fell from the high sky, suspended above the venue.

"You, what do you say to me!"

Feng Xuan was about to curse back, but the ghost master suddenly looked cross-eyed, and the terrifying aura made Feng Xuan suddenly stagnate.

At this time, he could no longer compete with the ghost master Xuan Ming.

"Hehe, very good, the soul of the fierce character, the soul of the shadow character, the two ancient spirits of my ghost valley, now they are in your Ling Tian's hands!"

"Why, you used to take advantage of the ghost master to escape the ghost valley before you can't get out, but now you see me, don't come forward and die!?"

"Where is the owner of the dark night? I want to see, who can protect you today!"

The ghost master turned his gaze to look at Ling Tian of Yutian Pavilion, and the killing intent in his eyes had already been concealed.

Ling Tian almost destroyed his blood and spirit line, and also intercepted Ji Jiuyou. Now his Xuanming Ghost Valley has not only suffered a great loss of combat power, but also has no martial soul from the ancient and early beginnings.

How can this make him tolerate?

"Hahaha, the ghost master is really good at joking. Although I am not a junior in Ling Tian, ​​it is not what you say you want to kill!"

"Everything is reasonable, not to mention, now this place is full of my Terran warriors!"

"Ji Jiuyou voluntarily withdrew from your Xuanming Ghost Valley. As for the origin of this fierce soul, does the ghost master really want me to shake everything out!?"

However, Ling Tian had already prepared his excuses.

When the ghost master heard this, he was also like Feng Xuan, and he was speechless for a while.

That's right, he was afraid that Ling Tian had the handle of the Guigu scandal. If it was made public, then his Guigu might be ruined. Although it would not destroy the sect, it would be a big trouble after all.

At this time, he was already riding a tiger, Ling Tian was not dead, after all, he was the scourge of Ghost Valley.

"Hehe, old ghost, what exactly do you have to handle in Lingtian's hands!? You are so inspiring to move the crowd now, I thought you could do it, I think it's just that."

Feng Xuan snorted coldly.

Although their common enemy was Ling Tian at this time, the north and south climb to Sendai had never been in harmony.

Feng Xuan was only scolded by the ghost master, and he was already angry. At this time, he couldn't help but squeezed back.

"Hmph, how do I act in Guigu, it's not your turn to be beaked by this trash!"

"However, since you are here, it is not yet my turn to take action!"

The ghost master Xuanming rolled his eyes in the black robe, and immediately his hands were secretly sealed in the big sleeves. A mark was torn the void and suddenly disappeared into Feng Xuan's body.

This move was completed almost instantaneously, even Feng Xuan had no time to react.

And the next moment, Feng Xuan's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and the whole figure seemed to have lost consciousness in an instant.

"court death!"

On the high platform, Qin Mingyue and Ji Jiuyou coldly snorted almost at the same time.

But Ling Tian raised his hand and stopped.

"You keep your strength to deal with the Demon Witch Clan. Now, it's time for me to take action."

After all, Ling Tian shook his feet and flew directly to the sky.

Seeing Feng Xuan, who was waving his fists and killing him like crazy, Ling Tian let out a soft snort, the big hand in the white sleeves suddenly shook, and six golden dragons suddenly floated out.

Behind the primordial primordial battle character soul rises, blessing the violent tremor of Lingtian Dantian galaxy, but in that instant, the coercion is fully released, the cultivation of the fourth-order Dacheng Wuhuang emperor, giving Lingtian a match for the perfect state of the late Sanxian The combat power, when the momentum climbed to the peak, the big hand suddenly flared up, and a palm slapped it over.

"Eighteen palms of the dragon, six dragons in the sky!"

With a loud shout, the Shenlong descended into the world, and the shadow of the dragon was entangled, and it was condensed into a giant golden palm and pushed horizontally in the air.

That invincible aura, just the aftermath, caused the entire Haiyue City to tremble a hundred miles away. The Eastern Martial Artists in the formation barrier were all panicked. If it weren't for the protection of the barrier, they would have rushed away with their heads in their arms. .

And the disciples of Cang Muang and Guigu on both sides were also shocked by Ling Tian's tyrannical combat power.

clang!

Without letting everyone think about it, Ling Tian's eighteen palms of the dragon and the pair of fiery red fist shadows shook together.

A shocking explosion tore the sky apart.

The battle at the level of the consummation level in the late Sanxian period can simply be described as destroying the heavens and destroying the earth.

The shock wave swept over, and the two warriors who had climbed Sendai also evaded one after another.

The enchantment above the venue, under the frenzied vitality of Qin Mingyue and other dozens of people, was extremely tough, allowing the impact to remain unmoved like a mountain.

However, when the storm cleared, everyone looked up at the sky, only to find that Ling Tian and Feng Xuan were shaken away, separated in the high sky, they seemed to be evenly matched!

"Hey, is this Ling Tian really strong enough to compete with the Lord of Xiantai!?"

"This is clearly an evildoer. How long hasn't seen this before, this son has grown to such a degree, if he is given time, it will be worth it!?"

Seeing this scene, all the warriors were exclaimed.

On the side of Guigu, the face under the black robe of the ghost master was gloomy, and he whispered inwardly, and the withered fingers in his sleeves kept printing.

And the light of Feng Xuan's eyes was surging, and finally turned into blood red again.

"Roar!"

After a strange cry like a puppet, Feng Xuan's shoulders shook, and the next moment, a flaming red stove flew out of his back!

But as soon as this stove appeared, it suddenly exploded with astonishing coercion like attending the sky and the earth.

A red hot flame burned on the stove. Above the frigid Haiyue City, it was like a beacon light, and the fire-colored breath enveloped everyone, making everyone feel dry and dry, and the whole body was like being burned by the fire. Generally, very uncomfortable.

"This is the Xuantian Lingbao Cangyan Furnace!"