Sword Master Ling Tian

Creating your own magical powers is easier said than done.

But when Ling Tian wanted to do it, he knew how difficult it was.

The so-called body holds ten thousand ways, but Ling Tian seems to have never really used the power of ten thousand ways.

Now that I think about it, it's really sad enough.

However, standing in front of the Law of Ten Thousand Ways, it caused Ling Tian to lose all directions in an instant.

He wants to create his own magical powers, but magical powers, what are they! ?

Could it be that there are really more powerful supernatural powers than Prisoner Tianshou and Dao Chong swordsmanship! ? :

Prisoner...

Ling Tian raised his hand, and the hand of Prisoner Tian manifested from between the ten thousand heavens and the earth.

This supernatural power is the supernatural power that he has cultivated since he entered the martial arts.

Accompanied by his entire road to prosperity.

This supernatural power once created by the Great God Juntian has reached its peak.

With Zhuyu ahead, Ling Tian felt ashamed.

If you don't give up, how can you be strong?

Ling Tian was ruthless in his heart, and after the prisoner in the ten thousand ways, he was completely wiped out.

At this moment, Ling Tian chose to directly forget the magical powers of the entire Prisoner Tian's hand.

This is tantamount to self-defeating martial arts.

But only in this way can Ling Tian look for his own magical powers without distraction.

hand.

Ling Tian raised his hand again, at this time, there was no longer any breath of Prisoner Heaven's Palm.

Before, Prisoner Tianshou could absorb all the energy in the space for his own use.

Naturally powerful.

"However, now I am sitting on the Ten Thousand Principles of Time, and I am also blessed by the power of Divine Fire.

"How can we weaken that prisoner's palm!?"

"One life two, two beget three, three beget all things."

"Yin-Yang Tai Chi, the Five Elements Heaven and Earth, is for the Supreme!"

"Since this emperor is already the lord of the heavens in this world, he is a supreme posture, he should have the power of the supreme, there is no way to overstep it!"

"This palm, just the name, too good!"

Ling Tian said slightly, the laws of thousands of great avenues were all wrapped around the palm of the Samadhi's cremation.

A giant palm that holds the sky, solidified between the heaven and the earth. ’

This palm print appeared, and the entire Taoyuan world was shaking wildly.

The power is so powerful that it really surpasses the hand of Prisoner Heaven just now.

Under the peach tree, Lai Huer stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the golden light above the sky, the palm of the sacred fire, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Hey, Qing is better than blue from blue, but in such a short time, you have created your own magical powers."

He had to be surprised.

As the great **** of the Temple of War, when he became Emperor Wu, he created his own Dao Chong sword technique.

But that time, he still had to sit for a thousand years before he realized it and finally succeeded.

It is rumored that the Great God Juntian, who was a genius of Tianzong, took a hundred years of epiphany when he created the hand of Prisoner Tian.

"In fact, Ling Tian had already unknowingly looked for his own way, but this time it was a matter of course."

Under the peach tree, Yaoyao also smiled.

And Zhou Ehuang in the peach forest suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the big hand created by Ling Tian, ​​his pupils shrank slightly.

This magical power actually made her feel a trace of pressure.

Qingniu Aman also opened his hazy sleepy eyes. After a glance, he changed his posture and continued to sleep soundly.

"Ha ha."

Above the sky, the Taishang palm print was put away, and if Ling Tian understood, this palm print seemed to open a door for Ling Tian.

He stepped forward, shaking his feet, shaking the void.

A wave of coercion swept like a wave.

"This kick is named...the step of the tide!"

The footprints disappeared, Ling Tian stood between the sky and the earth, thousands of stars surged, the Taixing Sword unsheathed, and the sword light shook the sky.

The sword is the foundation of Lingtiandao's fate.

The reason why he came to this world in reincarnation is also because of the sword.

One hundred thousand sword shadows had given him everything.

This time.

One hundred thousand sword shadows broke out, surging around Taixing Sword.

"If it doesn't break, it won't stand."

"One hundred thousand sword shadows, you should be unified!"

Ling Tian smiled faintly, a hundred thousand sword shadows shook wildly, and then suddenly burst!

The endless sword intent surged, making Ling Tian's Tsing Yi and the Law of Ten Thousand Ways all hunting.

A hundred thousand sword shadows have lived up to this point.

However, they seem to have turned into the sword of the avenue, a little bit, solidified between the heaven and the earth.

With the formation of the sword shadow that pierced the sky and the earth, totems appeared on it.

On one side, there are the sun, moon and stars, and on the other side, the mountains, rivers and trees.

It is Ling Tian's origin of all things.

"Heaven and earth are in your heart, the sword cuts through thousands of ways, it is for Promise!"

"This sword is named...Wuji!"

When the voice fell, the Taixing Sword was shaking, and the Heavenly Sword Shadow merged into the Taixing Sword, Ling Tian stepped forward, a sword technique flowed through clouds and flowing water, and ten thousand ways followed.

Taking a long breath, the Taixing Sword returned its sheath.

Then, Ling Tian made a long roar, and the ten thousand ways converged and entered the tower of ten thousand ways.

Everything is in the dark, and it's a matter of course.

At this moment, Ling Tian felt as if he was giving an enlightenment, and he felt comfortable in his heart.

The road is promising, and now he has found his own direction.

Back at the Ten Thousand Dao Pagoda, Ling Tian continued to refine his samādhi real fire.

This trip is still two years away from Hell Mountain.

Within Wandao, that is two thousand eight hundred years.

Time is still urgent.

Taikoo Thunder Dragon travels above China.

Hell Mountain is a barren land in the corner of Shenzhou, one of the best forbidden places among the Seven Wonders.

Along the way, the existence of sects is rare.

Moreover, the location of the Hell Mountain is also very close to the Shenzhou break.

Even standing on the top of Hell Mountain, you can see the scary cliffs and sword marks, and the endless dark void.

Two years later, when the Primordial Thunder Dragon arrived near the Hell Mountain, there were already protoss demons everywhere.

As if it had become an army.

Before the weak water Tianhe and Babu Miyuan.

The demons of the Protoss has been defeated.

Two successive ancient artifacts missed, leaving them above this half of China, leaving only one last chance.

And because of the right time and place, the **** race heart demon army also arrived at the Hell Mountain when Ling Tian left Weak Water Tianhe.

However, compared with Weak Water Tianhe and Hell Mountain, this Jedi is even more terrifying.

Even the body of the heart demon could not resist the flame burning left by Vulcan Zhu Rong.

It took them almost two years before they all entered the Hell Mountain.

And when Ling Tian manifested from above the head of the Primordial Thunder Dragon, the skyrocketing flames above the Hell Mountain were already much dimmer than before.

"Brother-in-law, what's the situation? It looks like it's not right!"

Qin Shaoyang, Qin Mingyue and Ye Baoer also appeared behind Ling Tian.

At this time, the two siblings have completely refined the godhead into their bodies, and their combat power will skyrocket to a terrifying level under the blessing of the godhead and ancient artifacts.