Sword Master Ling Tian

This knife, mere coercion, wiped out the void, and countless space storms surged out of it.

With a smirk on Wu Yao's face, he slashed it down, trying to swallow Ling Tian directly.

"Die, it is a great honor for you to die in the hands of my Wu Yao!"

Wu Yao's voice resounded in the hall, violently to the extreme.

However, under the light of the sword, Ling Tian, ​​who was engulfed by the storm first, was completely unmoved.

With this tremendous force, Ling Tian was like a mountain, without moving a bit, and then, he slowly raised his hand, and on his palm, a cyan dragon scale appeared.

And a breath of blue dragon burst out in Ling Tian's body in an instant.

Behind Ling Tian, ​​Jin Peng was suddenly shocked.

As a monster, he is naturally extremely sensitive to the breath of the dragon.

He had also known for a long time that Human Race Ling Tian was able to perform a technique with the breath of a panlong, making the physical body extremely tough.

But the rank of Beaulieu is not that high among the dragons.

Even in the face of the real Beaulieu, he Jinpeng can defeat it.

However, what Ling Tian exudes now is the breath of Qinglong!

Qinglong, that is the level of the five-color dragon, and it is also the strongest bloodline in the five-color dragon clan!

Quite like the descendants of the ancient great demon!

Now, Ling Tian already possesses the power of the Azure Dragon! ?

In Jin Peng's astonished gaze, before Ling Tian's palm, there was a palm print with the condensed dragon aura suddenly manifested.

"Prajna!"

Using the hand of Qinglong to use the palm of the Prajna **** is not Ling Tian's most tyrannical method today.

However, this was also the first time Ling Tian used the hand of the Azure Dragon in front of the younger generation.

This is almost a state with a tenth of the Azure Dragon's transforming power, Ling Tian, ​​the most dependent combat power!

It was precisely because of this that Ling Tian had the confidence to fight against the real Immortal Venerable.

Even without the earthshaking and Divine Sword Yulei True Art, it was enough to defeat Wu Yao.

Sure enough, when Ling Tian's Prajna palm was condensed, it directly enveloped the entire hall.

That big hand directly grabbed Wu Yao's sword light.

No matter how crazily the demon aura above the sword light, it trembled, but it just couldn't break free from Ling Tian's big hand.

"No, it's impossible!"

At this moment, Wu Yao's expression finally changed.

He suddenly discovered that Ling Tian in front of him was absolutely abnormal.

How could this kind of tyrannical combat power burst out of the mere cultivation base of the immortal monarch!

Is his physical body capable of carrying such power! ?

Facing Ling Tian, ​​he seemed to be fighting against the Demon Venerable in the Dark Demon Race, giving him a feeling that it was impossible to win at all.

This made him a little desperate and crazy.

He was not reconciled. As the royal family of the dark demons, how could he accept that a human race was still so tyrannical! ?

"It's a pity, given you a chance, but you are not sure!"

"This knife is too weak!"

"So, you can die too!"

"Don't say that I bully you, you don't have to be reconciled, because it is indeed your good fortune to die under the hand of my Azure Dragon!"

Ling Tian's icy voice sounded, and then, the Prajna palm, crashing down, engulfing Wuyao with the extinguished blade light.

The sacrificial hall began to collapse. At this moment, the formation in the hall could no longer withstand this terrifying energy, and began to crumble from the location of the altar.

Ling Tian retracted his big hand, and the blue dragon scales on his palm had disappeared.

But Jin Peng stared blankly at the location of Wu Yao, where there was already only a pool of blood flowing.

Wu Yao, just like that, died under Ling Tian's move.

Horror is so!

"Now, you know, am I being tyrannical!?"

"I don't have the skill to bully you."

Ling Tian turned around, condescending, looking down at that Jinpeng.

"I admit, you are really scary, you can kill me, I am convinced!"

Jin Peng pursed his lips, feeling a little sad in his heart.

After all, Ling Tian is a human race, but it is so powerful, which has taken a huge blow to his self-esteem.

It's him who is embarrassed to the Jintong Yuya clan!

"Hmph, there is no grudge between me and the monster race, so naturally I won't kill you."

"To save your life, treat it as a favor to the monster race. When that happens, don't forget to pay me back!"

Ling Tian's voice fell, carrying the Jinpeng, and he flew out of the sacrificial ceremony.

"Wait for me, take me out!"

Inside the hall, the dwarf lord was wailing, but Ling Tian completely disappeared.

Soon after, the sacrificial hall completely collapsed, and the voice of the dwarf lord disappeared.

Before that, Ling Tian had already let the Phantom Stinger bee out, telling everyone to leave the underground palace.

When Ling Tian took Jin Peng and appeared on the city of dwarves. Li Futu, Yin Mochou and others had already come out.

And most of the monster clan powerhouses that Jinpeng brought were also alive.

The only ones who died were Wu Yao and those dark demons.

And now, in the city of dwarves, the warriors of the three tribes have red eyes,

The millions of dwarves have been wiped out.

In order to compete for resources, the Human Race Demon Race and the Dark Demon Race also began to fight, and they were all messed up.

However, the appearance of Ling Tian and Jin Peng still surprised these warriors.

The monster warrior was shocked, "Human, do you dare to hurt me Jinpeng Demon King!?"

How they weren't surprised, at this time Jin Peng was carried by Ling Tian, ​​like a little chicken.

Although he did not know how Jin Peng was injured, they did not believe that Jin Peng was injured by Ling Tian.

That's impossible!

However, before the monster races came up, Li Futu, Zuo Xiao and others stopped him.

"If you don't want to die, don't move!"

Li Futu was full of evil spirits.

"All retreat!"

And Jin Peng, who was put down by Ling Tian, ​​also ranted angrily.

"Ling Tian saved me!"

"What!?" The monster kings looked at each other, unable to understand what Jin Peng meant.

Who on earth hurt Jin Peng, and Ling Tian, ​​what ability does he have to save the Demon King Jin Peng! ? "

The Demon King Jinpeng is the descendant of the ancient great demon, and can be saved by this human race! ?

"Stop talking nonsense, pass my order, the demon race and the human race stop fighting, and jointly kill all the dark demons in this dungeon!"

Jin Peng pursed his mouth and said coldly.

"Yes!"

Although he was surprised in his heart, Jin Peng's words, those demon kings, did not dare to violate anything, and organized the demon army, united with the human race, and besieged the warriors of the dark demon race.

"Ling Tian, ​​that ridiculous ancient treasure!?"

Yin Rourou looked at Ling Tian, ​​and they didn't know what happened in the underground palace.

"Hehe, naturally you have already got it, you go to kill the dark demons, that's a lot of points."

Ling Tian smiled faintly.

"Great!"

Everyone nodded and left one after another.