Sword Master Ling Tian

"Huh? No, Ling Tian, ​​can you do it with this formation?"

Zhang Kaifeng turned around when he heard the words.

"perhaps..."

Ling Tian was noncommittal, his sword shadow broke the formation, and it was really useless for a while.

Everyone hurriedly gave Ling Tian aside, and saw that he gently attached his palm to the seal of Lingquan, and then began to close his eyes and say nothing.

"There is still such a break? There is no movement at all!"

Zhang Kaifeng whispered.

"Shhh, breaking the formation is far more troublesome than setting up the formation, we don't understand..." Ye Fan motioned to everyone to silence.

Ling Tian, ​​who was breaking the formation, controlled Jian Ying in his mind to look for the gap in the formation.

This formation is very similar to the previous Juntian Xinggong Palace. Ling Tian can be sure that they are definitely in the same vein, and Ling Tian finally believes that this Juntian dojo is indeed owned by the Great Emperor Juntian.

Time passed, the formation was actually full of loopholes, Ling Tian only took a cup of tea to break the formation.

Seeing the seal of the best Lingquan's formation method, it was erased casually by Ling Tian's understatement, everyone no longer knew what to say.

It seemed that there was really nothing, Ling Tian could not.

Ignoring the surprise of everyone, Ling Tian didn't stop and broke all the seals of Lingquan.

"Kai Feng, sister Ji. You are all injured, and you have all got the top 30 brands, I think, before the end of this level, don't walk around at will..."

After doing everything, Ling Tian looked at everyone.

"Yes, we all think so too. To be honest, we have already made a lot of money this time."

Ji Wuyan and others nodded. Going out now is no different from dying.

"Well, well, this is also a good secret place. You are good at living and training, I'll go one step ahead!"

"Big Brother Ling, you have the number one brand on your body, and it is the target of public criticism when you go out. How about hiding everything with us here, can't it be the end of this level?" Su Ting said hurriedly.

Ling Tian shook his head, "No, avoidance is not a way, and I still have things to do..."

"Brother Ling, we know that you have important matters, but you have accepted this spiritual spring..." Ji Wuyan said.

"No, this superb spiritual spring is of little use to me, leave it to you! Take care!"

Ling Tian smiled and arched his hands, and then the wind patterns under his feet suddenly waved, jumped a hundred meters out of thin air, and disappeared into the hole on the top of the hall.

"Hey, Ling Tian, ​​it's really mysterious..."

Everyone looked at each other, shaking their heads and smiling bitterly.

......

In the dojo, there are also day and night.

There is even a starry sky.

Ling Tian was speeding through the dark forest, occasionally raising his head to look towards the sky, and he saw several galaxy-like stars.

Ling Tian did not pretend to be generous for the top-grade spirit spring in the Spirit Gathering Hall, but after his cultivation level entered the mid-level condensing stage, the vitality energy needed for promotion had soared to a terrifying level.

Not to mention a top-grade spiritual spring, there are ten, Ling Tian estimated that it would not be able to break through to the late stage of soul.

This caused Ling Tian to become distressed for the golden body in the later stage of Ningpao, and even the peak of Ningpao after that.

The vast sea of ​​Qi made his vitality far surpassing that of the middle stage of the golden body, but the same, the required resources are also extremely scary.

Resources!

Ling Tian now needs a lot of resources most urgently! !

.......

In the depths of Juntian Taoist Temple, Yun Yang was sitting in a secret room, facing a wall full of formations, holding an ambiguous token in his hand, printing continuously, and punching into the wall.

"Quickly! The hundreds of years of my Yun family's plan will be successful. Ha ha, just wait, the ants are only worthy to crawl on the ground and tremble!"

As the array of light on the wall gradually dimmed, Yun Yang's face raised a very gloomy smile.

......

In a cave at Juntian Taoist Temple, Yue Qingcang followed behind Yuwenting, a little impatient, "Brother Yuwen, how long will it take to get to the place you mentioned?"

"Brother, stay safe and restless, it will be here soon!"

Yu Wenting suppressed the low disgust, raised a smile on his face, and suddenly pointed in front of his fingers, "The sooner you look, these stones rushed out of the Tibetan Army Pavilion, and there must be treasures in them!"

As he said, he looked over the stones, suddenly his eyes lit up, he picked up a long strip of pitch-black ore, pinched it hard, and the shell shattered, and a delicate little sword appeared in Yueqing. Cang's eyes.

"A high-grade spirit sword with seven formations!"

The more Qingcang's eyes lit up, full of surprises.

"Brother Yue now believe that I didn't lie to you!"

Yuwenting handed the spirit sword to Yueqing for clearance, and said with a smile: "This is still the periphery. When we go deep into it, we can also find the earth tools..."

"Wonderful!"

A touch of excitement appeared on Yue Qingcang's face.

......

A-%

On a high mountain, Xin Ziang and Cheng Feiyu led a group of people on the top of the mountain, frowning.

In front of them, Yin Zhuo was sweating profusely, brandishing a mining shovel and smashing it violently on the mountain, but after the tea time, the mining shovel collapsed, but he did not dig a stone from the mountain.

"Young Master Xin, no, the stones here are so hard that they can't be excavated at all, and there is no ore that wraps the treasure in a radius of tens of miles. Let's change the place!" Yin Zhuo said helplessly.

"Yes, Brother Xin, our goal is to research the academy, so don't waste time here..." Cheng Feiyu also persuaded.

"Well, it's just that this is the core of the dojo. I always feel that this place is very strange..." Xin Ziang sighed, "Well, since it can't be excavated, it's strange and useless, let's go!"

After all, Xin Ziang led everyone down the mountain in a hurry, heading for the distance.

After a while, in the dark jungle, a golden light swept the top of the mountain from the bottom of the mountain, the light and shadow stopped, and it was Ling Tian who had been running for a day!

"Yaoyao, this is the place you said?"

Tao Yaoyao stood on top of Ling Tian's head, and said charmingly: "That's right, it's here, under our feet is the center of this so-called dojo. What you want is most likely buried underneath!"