Sword Master Ling Tian

When Ling Tian's terrifying early will manifested on the sacred mountain, the entire space was buzzing.

A sacred coercion swept across, shaking the space within tens of thousands of miles.

Even the Holy Land Tianjiao, who was far away on the Pagoda Mountain, could feel the terrifying pressure of will descend on him.

As heavy as a mountain.

"This, this is the strong of our human race!?"

"Who is he!? What a breath, so terrifying!?"

"Even that Emperor Jiuge is far inferior to him!"

"too frightening!"

The holy land Tianjiao looked at the sacred mountain from a distance, and the huge and incomparable phantom of will was beyond surprise.

They couldn't think that the human race who entered this ruin this time had such a terrifying existence.

Nothing like Li Haoran or Emperor Jiuge could compare to this person.

The coercion that enveloped thousands of miles is afraid that this is already the top talent of the race.

"All Tianjiao in the Holy Land can withdraw from the Holy Land!"

"Offenders, kill without mercy!"

However, on the top of Pagoda Mountain, the Emperor Jiuge who was suspended in the sky of everyone suddenly shouted.

The ice staff in his hand was held high, and an ice-cold force enveloped thousands of miles.

Today, there is not much time to leave the ruins forcibly.

But, obviously, Di Jiuge didn't want outsiders to see this scene.

"Ok!?"

However, the Holy Land Tianjiao looked at each other, they really wanted to watch the battle.

After all, the supremacy of this kind of ethnic group is hard to see.

I don't know if the human race can win in the end.

"Don't go!?"

"Then don't blame my emperor Jiuge for being merciless!"

However, Di Jiuge is not a hesitating person.

"Nine layers of ice, kill!"

Above the sky, there are countless ice arrows condensed, bursting down!

"No, this Emperor Jiuge is real, let's go!"

The sacred Tianjiao immediately frightened and inexplicably smashed the tokens in their hands and left Pagoda Mountain.

Otherwise, if the magical powers of that Emperor Jiuge fall, they might really die.

The terrifying magical power of Emperor Jiuge almost submerged Pagoda Mountain.

Finally, Di Jiuge also came to the peak of Pagoda Mountain.

"Who is this human race!?"

"Why is there a faint familiarity in this breath!?"

Feng Jixing lay on the ground, but his gaze was also on the sacred mountain.

At this time, he was deeply shocked.

Before, he was so proud.

Even he has this confidence to become the most powerful arrogant in the human race.

Until, he met Di Jiuge.

He understands that there is still a gap between himself and Human Race.

But now, feeling the breath emanating from the sacred mountain, his heart is even more bitter.

His path is still too far.

Not a super strong person, even the qualifications to stand with other ethnic group Tianjiao.

"Hehe, this guy, only now has his full combat power been revealed? It's really amazing!"

"It's hidden deep, isn't it Ling Tian?"

The princess Liu Zhaoer and the Qixi Festival both looked at Ling Tian's clone.

"Ah, hahaha, don't you know this guy too!?"

"I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful!"

Ling Tian avatar scratched his head.

Everyone laughed and didn't say anything. Since Ling Tian didn't want to admit it now, then it made sense.

It's just that Feng Jixing frowned, not knowing what they were talking about.

Above the sacred mountain.

Ling Tian suddenly released all the will of the primordial primacy, and in one move, he lifted away the coercion of the absolute arrogance of the three ethnic groups.

Like the ancient emperor, looking down on all directions.

"How can you, your will!?"

Yuli was furious.

Even, how does he feel that this breath is somewhat familiar.

Could it be that where did he meet this person?

Even the fairy monarch of the clan that day was equally shocked.

He is the strongest Celestial Immortal Sovereign among the hundred races, what kind of Tianjiao, what kind of powerful will he has never seen before! ?

But the will sacrificed by this human race at this time, even in the heavens, is particularly rare.

The last time he saw it was when the Immortal King Mingyue released his will.

Today, although the Taichu released by this human race is still not comparable to the Mingyue Immortal King, it is still comparable to the nobles in the Nine Palaces and Eight Buds! ?

At least, he is better than he is now.

"Now, do you still dare to fight with me?"

Ling Tian carried a five-thousand-zhang grand will, and looked down.

Look at the three Tianjiao.

"Hehe, ridiculous!"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Perhaps the human race is used to being bullied, so once I get something, I like to show off!"

"Yes, your will is indeed good, but your cultivation base is too bad!"

"If you want to intimidate us just by relying on this will, you might think too much!"

The phantom fairy of the clan sneered, and immediately lifted into the air, leveling with Ling Tian.

Behind him, the will of the Immortal Venerable is blooming, although he is not as good as Ling Tian, ​​but his cultivation base is already a half-step immortal king, especially strong.

"I don't need them, myself, I can let you human race know what shame is!"

"The human race has fallen, and it is only worthy of being a pig and dog!"

"The magical bell, shake!"

Immediately, the Phantom Fairy of the day clan did not hesitate, and in an instant he shook the bell in his hand, and the sound waves instantly enveloped the sacred mountain.

Countless phantoms manifested, surrounding Ling Tian.

That phantom, transformed into mountains, rivers, stars, and moons, magic sounds, gods and shadows, birds and beasts, seems like a great world, making people sink.

The power of Phantom Xianjun lies in his terrifying spiritual power.

Even the Di Jiuge just now accidentally fell into his phantom sound, only then was attacked by other strong men, seriously wounded and fell into the grave of the emperor's suspicion.

In his opinion, Ling Tiantian has a strong will, without the corresponding cultivation base and spiritual power, and he is still vulnerable under his practice.

Watching the vast world that he turned out to engulf Ling Tian.

Even Ling Tian didn't react at all.

Phantom Fairy sneered.

Terran! ?

But so.

Even Yuli of the Demon Race and the Demon Race shook his head again and again.

Terran, too weak!

Engulfed by the illusion of the phantom fairy, then he will not die and will be seriously injured.

Zheng!

However, at this moment, in the illusion, there seemed to be a ray of piano sound.

Yaozu Unicorn and Yuli didn't hear it, but the Phantom Fairy's expression changed.

because.

He doesn't understand piano skills.

This piano sound was not made by him.

Then...

It's this human race! ?

He could play the piano in his own illusion! ?

This is impossible!

The Phantom Immortal Lord was furious, but the next moment, the Great Thousand Illusion that swallowed Ling Tian burst open with a bang.

Among them, a figure sat cross-legged in the air.

Behind the scenes, the celestial light gathers the top, it is impossible to live.

The sound of the piano is endless, misty into the clouds,

But it is to make any illusion, can't get close,

"Daqian Vision, that's it, broken?"

The monster unicorn fairy raised his eyebrows.

Is this too easy? ?