celestial reincarnation

Chapter 185

Ling Chen broke the last seal of the light ball with an arrow, revealing a somewhat incomplete ancient order, but it made many monks below even crazier.

"Decree of Tribulation!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, no matter if it was Shengzi or Da Neng, all of them had red eyes and rushed forward recklessly.

"The Token of Ten Thousand Tribulations? What kind of treasure is it? Why is a corner broken?" Ling Chen had never heard of this name.

"The Token of Ten Thousand Tribulations is a treasure of the Temple of Thunder God. It is immortal for thousands of calamities and can seal the power of thunder calamities. It is said that it used to be a middle-grade holy weapon, but it was smashed into pieces by the Emperor of Heaven. Even if it is not complete at this time, it can still Unleash the power of the low-grade holy artifact." Juechen understood this somewhat.

"Is this a broken holy artifact?" Ling Chen looked surprised, "The emperor slapped a corner of the holy artifact, what a tyrannical force..."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help being fascinated. He thought his cultivation was very high now. Hearing this, he realized how far he was from the ancient heroes.Knowing that he was still far from the Emperor of Heaven, he shook his head to shake off the messy thoughts in his mind, and drew the bowstring again to the people in the Tianshu Holy Land below the Order of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

The most tragic battle in the Temple of Thunder was staged under the Order of Ten Thousand Tribulations. A middle-aged man was about to catch the Order of Ten Thousand Tribulations, but his arm was severed by a sharp machete that appeared next to him; Wanjieling was violently pulled aside by a huge bare hand; someone's arm in mid-air finally caught Wanjieling, a brilliance flashed, and the front four fingers disappeared, leaving only a solitary thumb ;A beautiful girl's head is flying in the air with unwillingness, and no one will pity her at this time...

"Buzz!"

The thunder bow rang again, and an old man from Tianshu Holy Land was shot in the ribs by the tyrannical thunder force, his bones creaked, and half of his body was stained red with blood, he turned his head and glared at Ling Chen.

Seeing that the old man holding the dagger was about to move forward again, Ling Chen drew the bow again, and shot out another arrow, forcing him back. The dagger was covered with cracks and might break at any moment.Then he aimed the lightning arrow at the people in the Tianshu Holy Land under the Order of Ten Thousand Tribulations, so that they could not get close to the Order of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and the angry people in the Holy Land of Tianshu roared again and again.

Ling Chen glanced to the side if he felt something, and saw the ethereal and holy Mu Hanyan standing not far from him. She had just finished greeting Juechen and turned her gaze to Ling Chen.

"Ms. Mu, why didn't you go to snatch the Ten Thousand Tribulation Order? It is said that this is a middle-grade holy artifact with a slight flaw." Ling Chen calmly shot another arrow, and said calmly.

Mu Hanyan smiled sweetly and said, "Hanyan is still self-aware, and she has no chance of snatching it from dozens of crazy powerhouses. Isn't Mr. Ling planning to snatch it?"

Ling Chen raised the Thunderbolt Bow in his hand, and said: "It's not like I got nothing here today, and this treasure is not bad. Miss Mu doesn't seem to get much in this hall."

Mu Hanyan's eyes fluttered, and he said: "Young Master Ling is flattering you. It's not that Hanyan didn't get much, but that he didn't get much. Danyang snatched the Jiyang spar that he was about to get."

Juechen was surprised and said: "Danyang's strength now surpasses yours? He has the body of Shaoyang, so he shouldn't be able to compare with the body of the Holy Spirit?"

A wry smile appeared on Mu Hanyan's innocent face, and he said slowly: "Now he is not a Shaoyang body, but an extremely yang spirit body, which is no worse than the Holy Spirit body."

"Extreme Yang spiritual body? What's the matter? Can the physique evolve?" Ling Chen shot the old man's dagger with an arrow, and there was a trace of surprise on his face. Thinking of Jiang Haitian's physical transformation, he had some clues.

The brilliance in Mu Hanyan's eyes flickered, "I don't know the specifics. I have a special physique. When I was in the Cantian Realm, I found that his aura was a little different from before. According to my guess, when he was in the Cantian Realm outside the territory, With great perseverance, all the yin and cold aura in his body were removed, and even the imprint of yin and softness was completely wiped out, so this kind of result can be achieved, obviously he succeeded."

"Even cut off the mark?" Juechen's eyes were full of shock, he swallowed his saliva and said, "This is less likely than my success in forcibly transforming the sword baby in the Dragon Soaring period. Danyang is really a lunatic."

Ling Chen suddenly said: "You said that he cut off the imprint of femininity in the Cantian Realm outside the territory?" After receiving Mu Hanyan's affirmative answer, he murmured: "It turned out to be him!"

He thought of the gray-clothed man who intercepted and killed Feng Ling'er in the Remnant Heaven Realm. The weapons and techniques used were all masculine. He easily recognized the extremely yang aura in Ling Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, but when he finally fought for his life, it turned out to be a cloud of yin. Extremely cold imprint.Due to something wrong with the Extreme Yin Blood Lord, he was unable to kill the femininity imprint. He always thought that the murderer was just using masculine weapon skills to cover up people's eyes and ears. The main body was a master of Yin and cold skills. Only after reminding him did he realize that it was at that time that Danyang wiped away the imprint of returning femininity.

If this is the case, then Danyang's scheming can be described as unfathomable. Thinking of his decisive attack on Feng Ling'er at that time, beheading all the Qingfeng guards, his image at this time is completely different.

Ling Chen's eyes turned cold, and the Thunderbolt Bow was drawn again, and the wind and thunder burst, but this time it aimed at Danyang.

That intellectual woman who had never made a move from the beginning to the end came over at some point, and stood in front of the Thunder Bow, her voice was like a yellow warbler from the valley, "If Mr. Ling shoots this arrow, where will you put Sister Mu? I don't know." I know exactly what grievances you have with Danyang, but just after Sister Mu came over and said a few words to you, you pointed the finger at Danyang. In the eyes of others, isn't Sister Mu a villain who provokes right and wrong?"

Ling Chen was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't think too much about it. He deflected the arrow and shot a huge transparent hole at the top of the hall, put away the Thunder Bow, clasped his fists at Mu Hanyan and said, "It's Ling who is being reckless. Please don't blame Miss Mu. Now that you have found your enemy, it doesn't matter when you take revenge, I don't know what to call this girl?" She turned to look at the intellectual woman, although her appearance was slightly inferior to that of Mu Hanyan, but she was full of blood. With a faint scent of books, there is also a wisdom that ordinary people can't match.

"Wen Qingru." The woman said generously, "I'm from Haotian Pavilion, and I'm here to find Mr. Ling on other important matters."

"Haotian Pavilion? What's the matter? Is it about Mo Li?" Ling Chen's heart skipped a beat, his eyes were a little excited, and his expression was eager. For Mo Li, a friend who brought him to practice, there was a sudden change in the Immortal Mansion of Six Paths No one saw him again, which made him very worried.

Wen Qingru's vermilion lips were slightly parted, and just about to say something, suddenly there was a loud bang, the roof of the Temple of Thunder was lifted, and a huge sword piercing the sky came out, the sword body was golden, with the sun and the moon engraved on one side The stars, carved with mountains, rivers and plants on one side, rippling out a vast coercion, which made Ling Chen's heart tremble uncontrollably.

"Emperor Sword Xuanyuan!" Juechen exclaimed.

Ling Chen felt that the Sky Splitting Halberd was about to move in his body, as if he had been provoked by some kind, but he didn't show any trace of fear. He immediately shook his head and said, "It's not an imperial weapon, it's just a holy weapon."

At this moment, the golden giant sword smashed dozens of magic weapons one after another, brought a series of broken hands and stumps, flew out wildly with the command of ten thousand calamities, and fell into the hands of a young man outside the hall.He has a tall and straight figure, a face like a jade crown, a purple gold crown on his head, and black hair shawl. He naturally exudes a noble temperament, and his aura is as deep as the sea.

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