Sword Master Ling Tian

At this moment, the strong souls were shocked when they saw this scene.

The seven-zhang ray of light rising from the huge pit is clearly the martial soul that can only be used after they have condensed into their souls!

Only when the spirit of the martial soul can be used for its own use, only after the spirit of the soul can you truly set foot on the ranks of the martial arts powerhouse!

"This...this Ling Tian is really not a **** first-grade martial arts soul, Qizhang soul light, it can only be used when it is clearly a seventh-grade martial arts soul concentrating!"

"Seventh-rank martial soul, in my Lingnan, there has been a second martial artist with a seventh-rank martial soul!"

"It's really incredible, the momentum of this Ling Tian Wuhun is so strong!"

The elder Qingmuzong murmured to himself, his eyes were full of consternation. The power of this spirit that Ling Tian displayed was far more powerful than his fifth-grade spirit!

He had never seen such a terrifying martial spirit aura.

"It's an elephant pill! Ling Tian swallowed an elephant pill! At the expense of one hundred years of life, he forcibly gains the power of the soul cultivation base!"

Luohuazong Baizhi is proficient in alchemy, and at this time he also smelled the faint fragrance of medicine floating in the air, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Ling Tian, ​​is he crazy!"

Although the elephant pill is rare and mysterious, the hidden danger is too great.

Overdraft the potential and deplete the soul, which is tantamount to self-destruction of the martial arts future!

"Zheng!"

At this time, a sharp sword sound pierced the sky and resounded through the earth.

In the huge pit, the light of Qizhang finally condensed. Before the glory, some people's clothes were flying and roaring up to the sky!

"Buzzing!"

The sound of breaking through the air fell, and the afterglow dissipated, and the light of Qizhang in the huge pit finally converged its brilliance, and the scene within it was presented before everyone's eyes.

"It's really Ling Tian!"

"Ling Tian didn't lose, let alone died!"

"What martial spirit is he carrying? A sword?"

"It turns out that Ling Tian's seventh-rank martial spirit is a sword. No wonder he understood the meaning of swords at such a young age!"

For a while, the elders of the Lingnan sect all started talking, and no one thought about running away.

Ji Tie looked at the martial soul condensed behind Ling Tian, ​​his brows tightened first, and then suddenly unfolded.

"The sword of the dragon disc has a hidden edge! This seventh-rank martial soul is turned out to be the hidden dragon sword!"

Bai Zhi and the others were also shocked when they heard this, and they all looked at the soul of the sword behind Ling Tian.

The seven-foot-long sword hung upside down, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and the silver-white sword body was shining with extremely dazzling white light. On the sword body, a pale golden swimming dragon hovered and twisted and appeared from time to time.

"Oh my God, it is indeed as good as the legendary Hidden Dragon Sword Soul! It has both the king's aura and the sharp edge! This Ling Tian's kendo qualifications can be called incredible!" Bai Zhi shook his head and admired, unable to believe what was in front of him. all.

Hidden Dragon Sword Soul, in the seventh-rank martial soul, that is also a superior existence.

All the martial artists know the rareness of the seventh-grade martial arts soul, and it is natural not to say more about what it means.

And Ling Tian not only has a seventh-rank martial spirit, but also the fierce sword martial spirit of the master!

Hidden Dragon Sword, this martial soul, only some elders of large sects, have seen it in the classics of the sect.

In short, from the dull and excited expressions of Ji Tie, Bai Zhi and others, Lingnan Warriors understood that they didn't seem to have to die.

Suddenly, the bottom of Tianhe Mountain was completely boiling, and the disciple of Ziyunzong shouted with excitement.

Ziyun Sect finally appeared a genius of the seventh rank martial soul, and this genius was already powerful!

Wow...

The light converged, and the sword soul concealed behind him.

With a light breeze, a figure slowly flew up to the sky from the pit.

The figure was broken in white, but his body was covered with a layer of azure light at this time, like armor.

The long hair flutters, the delicate facial features are like a knife and axe, with sharp edges and corners.

A pair of black eyes are as deep as the sea, with sword eyebrows flying diagonally.

Although it is not a beautiful face, it is beautiful and handsome, and between the eyebrows, there is a touch of extravagance and boundless sharpness.

This person is Ling Tian!

"Is this the power of the soul, really temptation..."

The corners of Ling Tian's mouth raised slightly, feeling the surging power in his body, comfortably, and he wanted to groan.

The power is really fascinating.

Ling Tian's faint smile gave people a sense of calmness and calmness.

The breath that permeated his body was like a sharp sword hidden in the sword box, once it was out of its sheath.

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Revealed!

At this time, not only did Ling Tian's cultivation reach the initial stage of Ning Po, the aura and coercion exuded was also several times stronger than before.

Faintly, even more mighty than the warriors of the later stage of Ningpao, and equal to the incomparable ridiculous prince Aojie!

"hateful!"

Originally, Aojie never put Ling Tian in his eyes, even though this ant blocked his two moves.

But at this time, Ling Tian not only survived his three moves, but was so strong that he could threaten him. Suddenly, Aojie's face became gloomy, and it was ugly.

Since the battle with Yunyang, he has never lost control like he is today.

The Seventh-Rank Battle Soul is not inferior to that of Yun Yang.

This Ling Tian was enough to make him take it seriously.

"Ao Jie, I'm very disappointed. Let's have a real battle. If the king loses, whoever loses will stay!"

Ling Tian suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Aojie in the distance.

"Huh, human race, you are just using foreign objects to gain power. You still want to defeat me based on these? Since you want to die so, then I will let you see what is the true power of the barbarian golden blood! "

Rumble!

A pair of blood-colored wings behind Aojie suddenly shook, as the blood mist rose, the golden thread wandered away. A terrible breath erupted from Aojie's body.

This guy actually directly inspires the golden bloodline, is blessed by the power of madness, and his body is bursting with dazzling blood gold light.

At this moment, Aojie stood proudly on the battlefield like a scarlet God of War, carrying a halberd.

"Haha, not bad! The one who wants to fight is now you!"

In Ling Tian's eyes, the sword light flickered, and the broken clothes were hunting and moving, and endless heroic energy, blood and vitality surged in his heart, and began to stir in his body.

In this battle, he will fight for himself, for the sect, and for the Lingnan people.

Taichu Jing was urged crazily by Ling Tian's will, and the majestic vitality was tumbling with the turbulent waves in the sea of ​​Qi. The nine majestic vortexes were already like the eyes of the sea, huge and surging crazily.

Purple fire surging on the body surface, blending into the back.

Accompanied by the urge of internal strength, Ling Tian's momentum began to climb, burst out, and confronted with the overbearing and **** momentum of Aojie's body.

"The sword is coming!"

Ling Tian yelled, and the Yunshang spear inserted in the distance shook suddenly and flew out, turning into a purple lightning, breaking through the air.

Ling Tian stretched out his hands and held Yun Dan tightly in his hands, feeling the war intent in Yun Dan and blending with it.

At this moment, the gun is the sword, and the sword is the gun!

Blood-breaking halberd, cut the strong enemy!