Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The distant sky suddenly rushed into the sky with a fighting intent, and a majestic pressure fell instantly.

The voice came, as if Death God was frosting his teeth, coming out with hatred.

At this moment, Hei He's face changed wildly, and there was a sense of terror in his eyes.

Suddenly turned around and found that a golden light pierced the sky, in a flash, and flew to the top of Purple Sky Mountain.

How stalwart this figure is!

A Golden Dragon Battle Armor, surrounded by Dragon Qi, carrying the radiant dragon Spear, whose face is covered by the hideous dragon head visor.

At this moment, this figure suddenly appeared, the awe-inspiring fighting intent and the boundless bloodline coercion made all the Barbarian Race that roar rushed, all stunned in place.

This figure, like the ancient golden armor War God, looks daunting.

Hearing this voice, Qin Yue'e suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with incredible meaning.

"My son, is that you?"

The voice fell, and she couldn't help tearing. Although she couldn't see the appearance of that person, she would definitely not misheard Ling Tian's voice.

Ling Xiaoer's lovable body regained her freedom. At this moment, beautiful eyes looked towards the source of the sound, and the pretty face was pleasantly surprised.

"Ling Tian big brother!"

Shen and Tengchong were shocked, and they had done everything they could, and they were unable to break free from Hei’s coercive imprisonment, but now, this golden armor The Martial Artist is only imposing manner coercion, it will defeat all of the Hei He savage generals, this kind of power is far beyond their cognition.

"Could it be that Ling Tian is already so strong?"

They have entered Martial Dao for a hundred years before they have cast their golden bodies, and the aptitude is pretty good.

But at this moment, Ling Tian of this younger generation has already reached a point where they are beyond reach!

"Ling Tian, ​​you are finally back!"

Bai Feiyun stood up under the help of the cold heart, although his face was pale, but at this moment, his eyes were full of excitement.

Ling Tian, ​​who has returned, is really not what he used to be!

"Who are you? Ling Tian?!"

Man Jiang black his blood-red face, eyes slightly narrowed.

The golden armor Martial Artist did not answer, but slowly raised the dazzling long spear in his hand. The long spear is very strange, the tip of the gun is very long, and there is a golden blue Thunder Dragon surrounding it. Brilliant to the extreme.

But at this moment, the long spear pointed directly at him.

It's like, the last dead word just now was the final sentence of Man Jianghei, and he didn't want to say one more word.

"hong"

Sure enough, at the moment the sword tip fell, on the golden armor commander's arms, the blue thunder arc suddenly exploded.

next moment, the golden wings behind the golden armor generals spread out and turned into a streak of golden light, falling from the sky!

Liaoyuan Spear Art, raging on the river!

The long spear comes straight, strong as an ox.

He is very surprised and angry. He can feel that the long spear and sharp in the opponent's hand are reaching the extreme!

Even if he has a powerful fleshy body at the level of a general, he still feels horrified.

However, as the supreme commander of the 200,000 Barbarian Race army, the pride and glory of Barbarian Race made him humiliated, so he could only lift up the heavy blood spear in his hand and directly greet him.

"ka-cha 嚓...pu!"

But the result was unexpected and clean.

The huge and stout blood spear, the long spear in the hands of the golden armor general is like chopping wood, split directly, then crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, a blood-reeking qi erupts, and there are two in the air. Dao flesh and blood, drop...

"Trifling the two-patterned general, dare to offend me Purple Cloud Sect?!"

Until the wild general is cut in half. The corpse fell to the ground with a thud.

Ling Tian's voice just fell.

Everyone was shocked.

Trifling two patterned generals?

Such a tone, what kind of cultivation base is needed to have it!

Although this person did not reveal his appearance, his temperament and voice were undoubtedly Ling Tian, ​​but this tyrannical battle strength made everyone unable to believe it.

Even the evildoer, wouldn't it be so fierce?

The two-patterned generals, after stimulating Bloodline Strength, were enough to compete with the Human Race Martial Dao's Martial Artist of the Great Accomplishment of the late golden body, but under this person's shot, there was no complete body.

After a while, the Barbarian Race all over the mountains all neighed in horror.

The main general was slain in this way, and the whole army was a little messy.

"Don’t mess with everyone! Even if this person is fierce in battle strength, he is just a person. I wait for a 200,000 army, and I’m afraid he won’t be a single person, General! Did it kill it!"

At this time, in the sky, the water swimmer of Tianshuimen shouted again and again.

If Barbarian Race loses, he will never end well.

"Yes, we Barbarian Race, never fear! He doesn't, what's the use of living alone! Inspire Bloodline Strength, kill all the Human Races here, light!"

Another two-patterned general raised his giant stick, roar said.

For a time, the army of 200,000 Barbarian Race went wild, and when the battle strength surged, they came to the mountain.

Bai Feiyun and the others look desperate when they see this.

Ling Tian's strong return although the horror is extreme, but two fists are hard to beat four hands, he can't stop the 200,000 Barbarian Race anyway!

"Everyone, we will fight to the death!"

Tengchong rushed down the mountain gate holding a flaming long knife in his hand.

"What if you are invincible, in front of the 200,000 army, you can only look at Purple Cloud Sect, raze to the ground, and slaughtered!"

in the sky, Shui Yousheng watched the twenty Barbarian Race savage generals smashing into the air with their swords, the golden armor generals, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

But at this moment, mutation suddenly emerged.

"Hehe, move my Human Race leader, you will die when you wait for Barbarian Race!"

"Raze Purple Cloud Sect? It depends on my Azure Clouds Sect Qiu Xianji promised No!"

"Amitabha, all are evil creatures, mercy, my Buddha, save you to hell!"

"Wipe, what is this Human Race Old Dog talking about? Frozen, I gave it to Young Master, and let my bloody shadow go wild!"

However, before the laughter of the aquatic life has fallen, you can see the dim edge of the sky, suddenly, Light up hundreds of dazzling to the extreme streamer.

These streamers cut through the sky, like an extremely magnificent seven-color changhong.

The sound of breaking through the air, surging fighting intent, tyrannical coercion, all kinds of Martial Spirit roar, galloping from the sky, surprised Purple Sky Mountain!

Golden Body Grandmaster!

The brilliant changhong composed of hundreds of seven-color escape lights is really a golden realm Grandmaster!

In Lingnan, a sect with a golden body state Grandmaster can become a region's Overlord, ranking fourth.

The entire Lingnan sect alliance, the number of golden Grandmasters, but five people.

Now, a hundred golden bodies come!

Moreover, each imposing manner is like a rainbow, and the battle strength is tyrannical!

For a while, all Martial Artists on Purple Sky Mountain were dumbfounded.