"Oh my god, what kind of disaster is this? How can the young master survive it?"
"Young Master will never fail, he has never let us down!"
"In order to protect the human race, he will definitely defeat the Thunder Tribulation!"
Yin Hong roared low on the ground. At this moment, he could only choose to believe in Ling Tian.
At the same time, the entire Southern Tang Dynasty and Jiuzhou witnessed the gradually reddening sky.
The faint thunder in the air was like a dragon roaring.
They were all trembling inexplicably, but they didn't know that at this time, a human race, in the Northern Wilderness of the Huns, was fighting the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation alone in order to protect the human race Chang Ning!
To the south of the Tianjin Mining Ruins, Tuoba Yongye looked at the bloody thunder dragon that seemed to be right in front of him, and the figure under it that was like glass and bathed in light, his whole body trembling eagerly.
It only takes a moment for him to arrive at the Tianjin Mining Ruins.
Give him a little more world, and he can kill Ling Tian in one fell swoop when he is going through the tribulation, and eliminate future troubles forever!
roar!
The four-legged dragon flew down from the sky.
Ling Tian shook the sky with his sword, and the power of Tianyuan in the Qi Sea allowed Xiao Lei to fight with the bloody thunder with the power of shaking the sky.
boom!
The power of thunder suppressed the force, and the glazed armor around Ling Tian was shattered, condensed, and shattered again, over and over again. Ling Tian's glazed battle body was also exploded, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, and the muscles and bones visible.
At this moment, Ling Tian roared in pain during the eighth thunderstorm. The powerful Dragon Phoenix Art and Tian Yuan power allowed Ling Tian's body that exploded in the thunder to continuously repair and explode again.
It seems like I have experienced countless lives and deaths. How can ordinary people resist this kind of pain?
It's the limit!
It's really the limit.
Ling Tian didn't know how he persisted until the eighth tribulation thunder dissipated.
His entire body, after being ravaged by the thunder, fell limply from the sky.
Holding the sword tightly in his hand, blood spilled into the sky.
Above the head, Xiao Lei's figure was illusory. Although he survived the thunderstorm, all his energy was consumed and disappeared within the sword body.
This thunderstorm was already the limit for him.
After this, he can become a quasi-immortal weapon and not weak to the imperial soldiers.
But Ling Tian's figure was so lonely.
There is no other human race in the Tianjin Mining Ruins who can help him.
Everything can only be relied on by Ling Tian himself,
This eighth calamity is already the limit that Ling Tian's physical body can bear at the moment. Even if the battle tactics are activated, Ling Tian's combat power skyrockets in a short period of time, and his physical body's recovery ability is rapidly enhanced, he still cannot bear the ninth calamity.
There is only one final calamity left. After surviving this calamity, Ling Tian can survive this calamity of the soul, and he will be able to become the youngest and most powerful soul master in the history of the Southern Tang human race.
But, everything seems to be coming to an end.
Above the calamity cloud, the last thunder has yet to strike.
It was just brewing, and the roaring thunder seemed to be mocking Ling Tian's weakness.
Ling Tian's unwillingness to be afraid is just a joke in Tiandao's eyes.
Ling Tian was slowly falling in the air, his blood-soaked eyes tightly closed.
He was unwilling to do so.
He didn't want to in his heart.
But, he really has no strength left.
The pain was about to tear his mind apart, and all the true energy in the air sea had been absorbed by the high sun, completely drying up.
The surging blood is solidifying, and the high fighting spirit is screaming.
Ling Tian has really tried his best.
Above the sea of qi, the golden sun is already about to climb to the center.
Hanging high in the sky.
Lingtian's divine thoughts appeared under the sun, and above the sun was the sea of clouds descending from Lingtian.
At this moment, this golden sun is between the sea and the sky, still climbing.
"Did I lose?"
Ling Tian felt as if he was floating in the sea and sky.
He could feel the warmth of the golden sun, the dryness of the sea of air, and the white mist of spiritual thoughts scattered above his head that was like sweet rain.
If I lose.
Ling Tian was asking himself.
If he loses, Tuoba Yongye will attack the human race unscrupulously.
My human race reports that my Ling family members, my sect, my brothers and sisters, and my warriors will all die tragically at the hands of the Huns.
The devil will succeed in his scheme and enslave the human race, forever unable to turn back.
This world will be reduced to purgatory.
It has since been eliminated.
The green mountains and green waters of this life, the picturesque beauty of this life, will all be lost...
Do you want to?
Above the sea and sky, Ling Tian seemed to hear a sound falling from the golden sun.
That voice was so similar to his.
Is this what you are asking yourself?
Ling Tian looked towards the golden sun.
Although the golden sun is still bright and dazzling today, Ling Tian found that he could already see its appearance clearly.
In the golden sun, there was a figure sitting cross-legged.
That golden sun was not a big sun at all, but behind him was absorbing the golden brilliance, gradually integrating into his body.
At this time, this figure was sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, and his hands hanging on his knees. One hand was empty, but the other held a golden fire sword.
That sound was made by him!
Ling Tian tried his best to see clearly what the phantom that appeared in his body looked like, but he still couldn't see clearly. Everything was too insubstantial, and he had no strength.
"Have you given up?"
The voice sounded again.
"No."
"I, Ling Tian, have never admitted defeat in my two lives."
"I only have one advantage, that is, I won't fall."
"Although I have no strength, I still have you, right?"
Ling Tian suddenly looked at the hazy figure in the bright sun, and the fighting spirit that was about to be extinguished suddenly surged.
"I still want to fight. As long as I, Ling Tian, don't break into pieces and turn into ashes, I will fight him to the point of burning the sky and boiling the sea! The sky will be shattered and the earth will be shattered!"
"I want to kill, I want to kill the Hungarian Dou Huang and the alien demon!"
"The gods cannot play with the destiny of my race. Only my race can control it!"
"I am our own god!"
Ling Tian roared between the sky and the sea, but he couldn't hear the echo.
During the day, the sound could not be heard for a long time.
"hehe……"
Suddenly, a chuckle rang out, and within the bright sun, as Ling Tian roared loudly, the killing spree dispersed into two groups of fiery red blood mist, condensing on the hands of the figure hanging on his knees.
And another Divine Word Art also turned into two rays of blue light, pouring into the closed eyes of the figure.
"This life will be as you wish."
"If you want to fight, then fight to the fullest!"
"If I wake up."
"All nations bow their heads and lower their eyebrows."
"The way of heaven is invincible to me!"
Suddenly, waves of low humming sounded.
It was as if the figure in the golden sun was talking to itself.
And it seemed like Ling Tian himself was roaring.
But just when the voice fell, the figure's red hands clenched the golden sword, and the closed eyes suddenly opened. There was no sadness or joy in the pair of blue ice eyes, but it seemed that the whole world could be seen through!
"The way of heaven is invincible!"
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"Hahaha, hahahaha, dead?"
"I'm just saying, you, a little human race who overestimates your own capabilities, and you still try to survive the ninth heavenly tribulation, you are really looking for death!"
"If you die, who in this human race can be my enemy?"
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"I want to kill all your people to satisfy the hatred in my heart!"
Outside the Tianjin Mining Ruins, Tuoba Yongye finally arrived after the eighth tribulation thunder.
But now the scene of Ling Tian being killed by the thunderbolt would make Tuoba laugh to the sky forever.
Ling Tian's breath no longer existed, and blood spilled into the sky.
The eighth tribulation thunder frightened him. If he were to catch it by himself, he would probably die.
However, nothing was beyond his expectation. Ling Tian was dead!
Whoosh!
But just when Tuoba Yongye was laughing outside the Tianjin Mine Ruins.
On that day, Ling Tian was about to land on the Forbidden Mine Ruins. He suddenly opened his eyes. In his eyes, divine light surged, and a sea of qi in his Dantian. In an instant, the sword swayed with white mist. The white mist condensed into jade dew, making the vast sea instantly
Fill the entire space!
"The way of heaven is invincible!"
"How can I, Ling Tian, be defeated?"
A low shout was like thunder on the ground.
Rising from the mountains.
While Tuoba Yongye was stunned, Ling Tian suddenly stood up and levitated.
The dripping and ferocious wounds on his body healed in an instant, and the broken armor on his body was reassembled in an instant.
Not only that, this armor looks even more sacred and majestic, dominating the world!
At this moment, the blood in his body is surging, and the true essence is transforming the heavenly essence, so that his physical body begins to sublimate after experiencing the eighth level of heavenly tribulation. The energy derived from the terrifying Dragon and Phoenix Jue makes heaven and earth better.
Shocked slightly.
At this moment, Ling Tian actually stood up, and after experiencing eight calamities, he seemed to be unharmed!
Even, far better than before.
At this time, Ling Tian, from a distance, looks like a reborn god, suspended between heaven and earth, unstoppable!
He only has to survive the last catastrophe before he can become a primordial spirit and be proud of the world from now on.
The divine light loomed in Ling Tian's eyes, and his dark eyes were as bright as stars, extremely dazzling.
"The way of heaven is invincible!"
"You Nine Tribulation Thunder of Heaven, let me give you a taste of what fear is!?"
"Do you still dare to hack me?"
Ling Tian held the Long Yuan Sword in his hand and roared into the sky!
At this moment, Ling Tian not only wanted to fight against the calamity, but also scolded him!