Sword Master Ling Tian

The Jinghong Sword was refined by Ling Tian using the method of blood refining. Among them, the sword spirit was also derived from the Zisha Sword. It can be said that Ling Tian came into this life, and he was connected with it and evolved.

In the previous one hundred thousand sword shadows, fifty thousand were obtained from the forged swords on the earth in the previous life, and the other fifty thousand were obtained from the Lingtian sword washing in this world.

Now, Ling Tian wants to freeze a sword shadow that belongs to him!

This sword shadow will be the head of the fifty-nine sword souls and the extreme of one hundred thousand swords!

In a sea of ​​anger, Ling Tian stood on the abutment and looked into the distance.

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"Come on the sword...Come on the sword!"

With a cry, suddenly, a sword sound, a faint sword shadow, suddenly pierced through the stormy waves, rushed in, and circled Ling Tian endlessly.

This sword shadow looked very immature, with only a thin layer. Compared with the other more than 90,000 sword shadows, it looked like a child, but Ling Tian held it in his hand and was very pleased.

There is no reason for him, this is Jianying, and his mind is the same, just like his own child.

"Go!"

Ling Tian let go, allowing the sword shadow to soar into the sky, blending into the more than 90,000 sword shadows floating in the sky.

Right now!

"Vitality Shouyi, the spirit casts a golden soul!"

"Condensation!"

Ling Tian suddenly roared, angering the monstrous vitality power in the sea, and flew straight to the hundred thousand sword shadows and went away!

One hundred thousand sword shadows moved with their hearts, and surrounded them into a ball of sword shadows, like a cocoon of martial souls, suspended in the center of the sea of ​​qi.

Countless energies of vitality, like a torrent of anger, mixed with the force of a thousand-jun, crashed against the sword and shadow.

"Humph!"

Ling Tian groaned because of the force of vitality impact, but he did not stay at all, still urging the energy to condense toward the sword soul!

boom! boom! boom!

With the endless entanglement of energy, the sphere transformed by one hundred thousand sword shadows was quickly wrapped in vitality energy, and the sword shadows within it clashed wantonly, as if absorbing boundless energy.

Gradually, golden light diffused from the energy ball.

The cocoon is born, the golden light is now!

This is the sign of the golden body!

Ling Tian had already reached the critical moment of casting his golden body. His mood was as calm as water, and the ancient well was waveless, as if this matter did not happen in his body, just like an outsider.

Calmly watching the thing that looked like a huge soul cocoon suspended above the road foundation, he inserted the dense flow of energy into the cocoon like a wire!

Click!

Suddenly, a soft sound came from the depths of the sea of ​​mind, which outsiders could not hear, but in Lingtian's divine mind, it was like the first divine thunder since the beginning of the world. He woke up instantly in the middle, and a feeling that could not be expressed in words instantly emerged from his heart.

In this Dantian Qi Sea, under his induction, earth-shaking changes occurred in an instant.

In the soul cocoon of Qi Hai, as the vitality energy crazily merges into the compression, a touch of gold slowly condenses out. This gold is extremely unstable, bright and dark, and its shape is constantly changing.

But as the mana in Ling Tian's body continued to pour into it, the golden touch quickly stabilized, and its volume slowly expanded bit by bit!

Gradually, the energy light ball that was enveloping one hundred thousand sword shadows began to collapse, revealing the one hundred thousand sword shadows that had already turned golden.

But at this time, the cocoon formed by the sword shadow was constantly squirming, changing its form.

Ling Tian frowned, he could feel that the hundred thousand sword shadows had all been plated in gold, that is to say, the golden body had been cast, but this gave him the feeling of only awkwardness, far from breaking through the realm. A sense of invigoration.

"Does it have to be condensed into a martial soul?"

Just a thought flashed in Ling Tian's mind when he found himself on Dao Ji suddenly rushed into the hundred thousand sword shadows. In a short time, the scene that appeared in the Wuhun Tower appeared in front of Ling Tian again. !

The densely packed, countless martial souls, like fish, are wrapped in light, swimming in the air.

Ling Tian's thoughts moved, and he went upstream. Along the way, he saw various martial arts, with higher and higher ranks, and even his Hidden Dragon Sword Soul was among them. In the end, he finally flew to the limit. I saw thousands of eighth-rank martial arts souls sparsely floating in the distance.

From high to low, everything is available.

In front of him, there was a small Dao body in the eighth rank, and, coincidentally, Yun Yang's Zhu Yun Wuhun, close to him, even his tentacles could touch it.

Ling Tian understood that his hundred thousand sword shadows were very magical, not only could it derive all kinds of fire, but even the spirit of martial arts could be condensed at will.

Looking up, there are hundreds of shining spheres of light on the high ground, which are wrapped in various martial spirits with extraordinary martial arts, including the dragons and phoenixes, the white tigers in the sky, and the unicorns that avoid water. Don't think about it, these are the 9th rank martial arts spirits!

And above the Ninth Rank, the twelve high above, like a giant ball of light like a king in the nine days, floating there quietly, as if still, but they gave Ling Tian a sense of hopelessness, even Ling Tian. The sky can't penetrate the halo, see clearly what is in it.

After exhausting his strength, Ling Tian wanted to take the previous step, but in any case, he couldn't go beyond the area of ​​the Ninth-Rank Martial Spirit, he could only watch eagerly, his eyes greedy.

"Finally, it seems that I can only use the sword shadow to form an eighth rank martial arts soul now."

Looking down, Ling Tian looked back and forth among the thousands of eighth-rank martial arts spirits, but whether it was a variety of extraordinary little divine bodies such as the four-clawed blue dragon, flying white tiger, red feather red bird, or Zhu Yun, hurricane, magnetic thunder Such a small Taoist body did not give Ling Tian a comfortable feeling.

Although he can have it at any time, he obviously doesn't want to use it.

"Huh? What is this?"

Finally, in the starry sky belonging to the eighth rank martial soul, Ling Tian found an extremely free ball of light, like a wild horse running off the rein, unfettered, and flew to shoulder to shoulder with the little divine body. It will fall directly down after a while.

For some reason, Ling Tian's heart moved when he saw this ball of light.

"You are the one!"

Ling Tian waved his arms and swam towards the ball of light.

The process was extremely difficult, just like fishing a small fish in a pond with bare hands. Ling Tian didn't know how long it took before he caught the ball of light in his hand.

At this time, he could see clearly that what was wrapped in this ball of light turned out to be a crystal clear, innocent sword!