Sword Master Ling Tian

"Damn, mother, my emperor's blood has not been used yet, otherwise, how could I lose? I will not accept it!"

Above Yaochi, in front of Haotian Palace.

Hua Xiaoyun's white clothes were stained with blood, his face flushed, full of dissatisfaction.

After today's World War I, he should have been famous throughout the fairy world.

But as the son of Emperor Wutian, although he was only a concubine, he lost.

This made the pretentious Hua Xiaoyun wish to die directly.

He regards dignity and fame as more important than life.

What's more, the emperor of the Celestial Clan who entered the Lingxu three years ago was his elder brother, and that was the son of Emperor Wutian Wu, how could he be looked down upon.

When he enters the Lingxu, isn't he going to be laughed at by those emperors and daughters? !

"Okay, don't be reconciled. If you were not arrogant and arrogant, you would have swept those arrogances a long time ago. If you lose now, you will be blamed!"

Tianfei said coldly.

"Actually, Hua Xiaoyun is not to blame. Ling Tian was too insidious. He even hid the blood of the imperial instrument and used it only now. All three imperial instruments were released, and Xiao Yun's loss was really wrong."

Duo Wentian speak.

"I once remembered that the blood drink of the imperial instrument was an imperial instrument from ancient times. Not long ago, in the ruins of the Emperor Dragon City that we discovered, there was the aura of this imperial instrument. Die in the hands of Ling Tian."

Tianfei said.

"Yeah, to blame, it's just that Zhou Hua is a waste. He wanted to launch a rebellion thousands of years ago. He didn't expect to find the imperial blood drink in the seal. It's just a pity that this waste was before he died. , Is still a fairy, it is ridiculous."

Duo Wentian yelled, and then looked at the concubine Tian, ​​"Mother, don’t you and your majesty have noticed that there is a shadow of that guy on Lingtian's body? Now, it has appeared for so many thousands of years in one breath. The will of the former, this is definitely not a coincidence!?"

"Could it be that that guy really reincarnated back?"

Tianfei shook her head, "Your Majesty did see it, but he said, it's not..."

"Those people are all dead and disappear forever in reincarnation."

Duo Wen Tian frowned. Although he still didn't believe it, he couldn't question Tian Fei and Emperor Wu.

"I want to see His Majesty Emperor Wu." Duo Wentian, arched his hand towards Haotian Palace.

"Your Majesty hasn't left the customs, so I can't see you." But Tianfei still refused.

"Father, mother, who is the guy you are talking about that makes you so nervous!?" Behind Duo Wentian, Ren Lone said.

"It's the mother, then Ling Tian, ​​is there a background?" Hua Xiaoyun also asked.

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask. If you don't have a background, don't underestimate any human race."

"Let’s all go down, the healing that should be healed, the preparations that should be made, after the Human Race enters the Lingxu, you will also go to the Lingxu to fight for the battle. When it comes to the Lingxu, we can’t help with anything. It’s dead or alive. It’s all your own good fortune."

"There is the real battlefield."

Tianfei's tone was cold.

"Yes!"

Hua Xiaoyun and Ren Duxing looked at each other and could only retreat to Haotian Palace.

"Hey, Human Race... Hope, there will be no more such terrible existence."

Duo Wentian sighed, stepped out, and disappeared.

"Hmph, so what, if you could kill him ten thousand years ago, even if it's another life, it's the same."

The voice of Concubine Tian echoed in front of Haotian Palace.

In the Haotian Palace, a figure sitting on a **** seat, with a black copper piece suspended in front of him.

The copper piece was the size of a palm afterwards, but the dragon pattern on it and the surging holy mans could still be seen.

On the copper sheet, faintly, two ancient characters of the Eastern Emperor can be seen.

This piece of copper is not big, but it is surging with an extraordinary breath, and it is faintly on top of the fake artifact.

I don't know what a part of this piece of treasure.

"Taiyi, after all, is it you? I have kept this fragment of the clock for you for ten thousand years, but now, it seems that you don't need it anymore."

The voice echoed for a long time until it disappeared.

...

Kunlun Ruins, Kunwu College.

Yang Lin'er brought Ling Tian and the others back, and went straight into the secret room to heal Ling Tian.

"Senior, I'm really fine, but it consumes too much."

Ling Tian looked at the solemn Yang Lin'er and said.

"Don't move, what I worry about is not your injury, but the **** murderous intent."

"This thing is an ancient imperial weapon, how can you use it as an immortal venerable you want to use, it is already your good fortune if you don't get mad."

But Yang Yang Lin'er still stretched out his hand and hung above Ling Tian's head, and the tyrannical Zhun Emperor aura surged, scouring Ling Tian's limbs and corpses.

After a while, a blood-red mist was really pulled away by Yang Lin'er from the top of Ling Tian's head.

"Have you seen it? This is the resentment of the blood drink. This thing is unusual. It blends into your body. It is impossible for you to discover it. If you accumulate a certain amount, you will become a slave to the blood drink, and you will live forever for him."

"Is it so scary?" Di Jiuge took a deep breath.

"Naturally, otherwise you really think that Ling Tian's sword can defeat that Hua Xiaoyun? He is not a sword repairer."

Yang Lin'er looked at Ling Tian, ​​"Now, the soul of the blood-drinking imperial weapon has been completely awakened by you. This knife is an ominous thing. You'd better not carry it with you."

"This……"

Ling Tian groaned.

He was a little bit reluctant.

The blood drink is too strong.

Especially today, he held a blood drink in his hand, and he couldn't resist the breath of invincibility in the world.

This imperial weapon is a huge assassin and trump card.

"Trust me, this thing has completed his mission, if you use it again, I won't be able to save you."

Yang Lin'er said again.

"Senior mean?"

"Give it to me, I will save it for you, I am the quasi emperor, human race, only I can suppress this soul."

Ling Tian: "..."

"Okay, I believe in seniors."

Finally, Ling Tian took out the blood drink and handed it to Yang Lin'er.

In fact, Ling Tian also thought about it.

He is about to enter the Lingxu.

Moreover, the Tianjiao of Human Race will also go in afterwards.

By that time, Human Race has almost no top combat power.

Ling Tian was not at ease with the unguarded human race.

Now that Yang Lin'er is coming, if he holds a blood drink in his hand, even if the clone of Wutian Wudi is coming, he is not afraid to come to Yang Lin'er.

"Haha, blood drink, finally in my hands."

"I think who will dare to scream with me in the future!"

However, after receiving the blood drink of the imperial instrument, Yang Lin'er was laughing upright.

It seems unreliable at all.

Ling Tian: "..."