Sword Venerable Ling Tian

An Le lay in the ruins, clutching his chest and exclaimed.

With the rapid sound of the prelude of ambush from ten sides, in the sky, dark clouds began to press and roll.

The entire film between Heaven and Earth, suddenly the rays of light dim.

A gust of wind suddenly hung, and the mountains in all directions seemed to be shadowy, like countless soldiers and horses in ambush.

Under the background of the view of ten Barbarian Race skeletons, a horrible aura began to rise from between Heaven and Earth.

It was involuntarily involuntarily, the Barbarian Race at the foot of the mountain that day, a huge shock in my heart, unexpectedly gave birth to a sense of panic, the sound of shouting and fighting, gradually stopped.

dong dong!

Suddenly, within the sound of the piano, drums suddenly sounded. Under the resonance of the mountains, the drums rushed into the sky, like thunder, and then rolled down. .

In an instant, flying sand running stone, the wind whistling, swept the entire Tianhe Mountain battlefield.

The sound of the piano is sharp and the drums are dense. Then, the sounds of various pianos and drums come together, just like the magnificent army with thousands of men and horses. Rushed.

At this moment, the imposing manner of the entire Barbarian Race army was shocked and the formation was scattered. Even some Barbarian Race has already given birth to the idea of ​​fleeing.

"Don’t mess! The Supreme glory of my absurd Barbarian Race can be shaken by such an evil song!"

Although Lumbu was shocked in his heart, he couldn’t stop it. The sound of the piano was in my ears, but I still tried my best to stabilize the military's mind.

But there is no way, this song ambush from ten sides is too strong, the mountains are the base, the sky and the clouds are the string, the natural phenomenon Ling Tian, ​​the dark clouds are pressing the top, looking forward When you go, it is full of silhouettes, as if the heavenly soldiers are falling, making it impossible for people to give birth to fighting intents.

At this time, even in Lingnan City, far away from ten thousand li, countless Martial Artists and mortals walked out of the room and looked at the dark clouds in the southern sky. They were surprised. In the breeze, there was a trace. The sound of silk tunes drifted by, which was shocking.

Such a forceful natural phenomenon, the barbarians at the foot of Tianhe Mountain are already unable to resist.

"Lumbu, all the glory of your absurd tribe, from today, will no longer exist!"

The sound of the piano is still going on, amidst the clouds, there is a golden light fell through the clouds and appeared before the army.

He fought against a huge blood golden pillar, hovering there, looking down at the millions of barbarians.

"Ling Tian, ​​is General Ling Tian!"

"General Ling Tian is out! Lingnan will win!"

"General Ling Tian will definitely be able to pulling strongly against a crazy tide!"

The emergence of Ling Tian made the fighting intent of the Martial Artists on the Lingnan side burst into flames instantly!

"You are Ling Tian?!"

Lumbu looked at the figure wearing the golden armor from a distance. Now all these strange movements are caused by this person. If you kill the ghost, everything can be solved!

He was thinking about doing it, but suddenly discovered that Ling Tian's armor was covered with blood, and the entire right arm was blurred by broken flesh, as if he had experienced a battle of life and death. .

And when Lumbu saw the ten zhang-long huge column against Ling Tian's shoulders, his pupils suddenly shrank, exclaiming.

Holy Pillar!

"Why is the holy pillar in your hand!"

Lumbu's eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

This sacred pillar has been sacrificed by the strange tribe for thousands of years. As the High Priest, he has been cultivation under the sacred pillar for five hundred years!

Previous barbarian kings will use Blood-Sacrifice Art to create Supreme's flawless barbaric gold battle body!

This holy pillar, in the entire Barbarian Race, there are only five!

Each seat is the Supreme faith of each Barbarian Race.

Now, this sacred pillar, which should have stood on the altar of the Earth Palace of the tribe, was actually resisted by a Human Race.

Then, where's the barbarian king?

"He he he, this thing, you should be clear about the cruelty, the holy pillar that has been soaked with countless Barbarian Race blood, today, let you worship it!"

Ling Tian sneered, and then the golden pillar, directly pressed the head of the cloud, crashing down directly behind the Barbarian Race army!

For a time, on the sacred pillar, the blood-gold light bloomed, and it was particularly dazzling among Dusky World.

Seeing this, all Barbarian Races are crazy, moved towards the holy pillar and bow down.

"No, impossible! This is fake, this is not our weird holy pillar!"

Lumbu shook his head frantically, roar.

"No? Then, you should know it!"

Speaking, Ling Tian took out the body of the barbarous king Ao Ye, and left it there. Above the pillars.

Suddenly, golden blood flowed along the golden pillar. In an instant, several millions of Blood Soul of the Barbarian Race gushed from the golden pillar and rushed down frantically. '

Each one is the hideous and miserable appearance before their death, and the horror is to the extreme!

"Wang!"

Seeing Ao Ye's body, Lunbu was shocked and was on the verge of collapse.

And the millions of barbarians, their military spirit collapsed in an instant, watching the moved towards the countless Blood Souls they swarmed over, kneeling and hissing while clutching their heads.

Millions of barbarians are no longer able to fight for a moment!

"No, my king will not die! Ling Tian, ​​you ruined the ridiculous tribe, my Lumbu, even if you die, I will drag you to the funeral, I will kill you! Ah! !"

Lumbu looked up to the sky and roared. Although he already knew the powerless tribe, the only trace of fighting intent left in his heart allowed him to gather the Bloodline Strength of his whole body. He rushed to Ling Tian.

overestimate one's capabilities !

Ling Tian looked across his eyes, it was just a trifling gold body, he didn’t put it in his eyes,

Looking at the flying Lunbu, Ling Tian casually raised his left fist and blasted over.

"bang! "

In midair, the whistling wind, suddenly burst out a cloud of pale-gold blood mist, like a huge firework in full bloom in the night.

But just for a moment, I was caught by the wind, It was completely blown away.

Just now, it was still arrogant, extremely arrogant, and defeated the High Priest Lunbu of the four major golden bodies of Lingnan sect, and finally ended up with a die without a whole corpse.

People can’t help but sigh.

The tune of ambush from ten sides makes Barbarian Race roar, and the sacred pillar and the bloody corpse of the barbarian king are completely lost. With the courage and will to fight, now the commander High Priest Lunbu is dead, becoming the last straw to overwhelm the Barbarian Race army.

"Sect, where is the fellow! "

Ling Tian is standing in front of Tianhe Mountain, with the seemingly tragic golden light shrouded in his body, surrounded by dragon elephants behind him, he raises the Rainbow Sword in his hand, and shouts.

"in! "

Up and down the Tianhe Mountain, nearly half a million sect Martial Artists are responding to the sky with a weapon.

A general trend, like fog, like a river rising, like Wild Inferno Blazing Praire!

Only in an instant, on Tianhe Mountain, with Ling Tian as the center, if you want to pierce the sky and the earth with a gun-type fighting intent, you will rise to the sky, and ambush from ten sides The clouds of Celestial Phenomenon are torn apart, exposing the thousands of stars on it.

"Kill! "

Ling Tian gave an order, and the 500,000 martial artist dao sect Martial Artist rushed forward together. For a while, the sky flickered and frantically swallowed the Barbarian Race army.

Today's Barbarian Race is like fish on a chopping board, which can be slaughtered.