Chapter 1708: Southern Tang Dynasty Emperor Wuhuang, crape myrtle, thanks to boss Chen for essential oil]
Master Yifan and other Tang clan warriors were even more unbelievable.
Because Lin Jingyu seems to be a different person now.
The aura of his cultivation is already comparable to that of Dzogchen!
At such a young age, with such fighting prowess, he is even more powerful than Lin Yanyan, who possesses a complete set of ancient Taichu martial arts spirits.
"Haha, Ling Tian!? Yifan old dog!"
"Today, I, Lin Jingyu, calculated everything well, but I still miscalculated!"
"But don't be happy too soon!"
"If you wait, you will inevitably die!"
Lin Jingyu was imprisoned in the void by Long Xuan and Xiaoying, unable to move, but he still turned around and said ferociously with blood lying on the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, you can't escape death!?"
"You're talking about yourself!"
"I'm asking you now, where is the first island owner of Tianyu Island now!?"
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Now, apart from the demon witch clan, the one that Ling Tian is afraid of is the extremely mysterious first island owner who has never appeared before.
"Hahaha, the first island owner?"
"I, Lin Jingyu, am the first island owner!"
Lin Jingyu suddenly burst out laughing, causing everyone's expressions to change.
Is this guy crazy?
The first island owner has more than just this fighting power.
"Ling Tian, don't worry."
"The secrets of Tianyu Island are far beyond your imagination!"
Lin Jingyu sneered.
"Don't you say yes!?"
Ling Tian's pupils shrank, "If you don't tell me, then I'll check it myself!"
Ling Tian stretched out his Qilin arm to take a picture of Lin Jingyu, and pressed his palm firmly on his head to search for his soul.
"Bang!"
But as soon as Ling Tian's spiritual thoughts moved, Lin Jingyu's whole body suddenly swelled, and a terrifying pressure was about to explode.
"Watch out!"
Long Xuan was shocked, but Ling Tian had already suppressed the Qingxu Cauldron.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, Lin Jingyu collapsed into a ball of black soul power.
The soul was like a ghost, running rampant under the Qingxu Cauldron.
Even though it was Xuantian's most precious treasure, it still buzzed repeatedly after being hit by it.
Not only that, the soul took the form of a fierce ghost, which was extremely ferocious!
"Junior of the human race, please let me out quickly. I am the spiritual avatar of the first island owner of Tianyu Island!"
"If you offend me, you will be in ruins!"
The soul couldn't break free from the Qingxu Cauldron, so it roared towards Ling Tian.
"The spiritual clone of the first island owner!?"
Ling Tian rolled his eyes. No wonder Lin Jingyu's strength soared and he said that he was the first island owner. It turned out that he was killed like the other disciples of Tianyu Island.
It's just that the one who took over the body was a spiritual clone.
"Impossible!? Then I'll just wait for you."
Ling Tian waved his hand and asked the Qingxu Cauldron to shake away the soul of the first island owner.
This clone obviously already has its own consciousness, so it's impossible to ask any questions.
"Brother, what should we do with the remaining people?"
Long Xuan leaned down and looked at the frightened warriors of millions of people below, and asked.
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, with a ruthless look on his face, "Kill the Xuanming Ghost Lord and the Cangmang Palace Master on the spot. The others will be imprisoned in place first. If there is any resistance, they will be killed!"
"Xuan Ye, now you divide the army into two, go to Xuanming Ghost Valley and Cangmang War Palace respectively, and confiscate all the resources in the sect. Yanyan, you will return to Yutian Sect now and continue to assemble the human army."
Ling Tian put away the Qingxu Cauldron and said.
"Brother, where are you going?"
Long Xuan asked.
"Me? Haha..."
Ling Tian's face was tense.
"Before you go abroad, you must first make peace at home. Of course I am going to Tianyu Island!"
As the voice fell, Ling Tian raised his hand to tear apart the void, then ducked into it and disappeared.
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The core of the human continent.
Ling Tian used the formation to arrive at the body of water called Feixian Lake after seven days.
Although this lake has a radius of hundreds of miles, in the world of warriors, it is simply an ordinary small lake.
Moreover, there is nothing unique about this place except that it is located in the core of the four major states of southeast, northwest and northwest.
Human traces are even rarer.
The barren spirit aura and even low-level monsters would not choose to live here.
It will not attract the attention of human warriors.
But who would have thought that the current supreme sect of the human race is located in this small lake!?
At this time, Ling Tian stood in front of the water, and beside him, Ancestor Ling Xiao also appeared.
"Ancestor, Tianyu Fairy Island, we have arrived."
Ling Tian took a deep breath, but still didn't believe it, "You said that the former Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty lived on Tianyu Island?"
"Is it possible that he is imprisoned?"
In fact, Ling Tian was really surprised after hearing that the Lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty was on Tianyu Island.
All along, his goal was to find the ancestor of the Ling family, but he never expected that Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty was not dead either.
"Imprisonment? Haha, it's not..."
"Your ancestors and I are still living freely in this world. Who can stop the Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"
The ancestor of Ling Xiao sneered, raised his hands, and took out a brocade box.
"You once asked me that there were two treasures placed in the hands of the Kirin Gauntlet. One of them was the essence and blood of the Candle Dragon, but I never told you about the other one."
"But, when we arrived at Tianyu Immortal Island today, it's time to take out this thing."
Ancestor Ling Xiao sighed and opened the brocade box.
In an instant, an extremely rich aura of Taichu burst out from it and soared into the sky!
Ling Tian frowned, stared at the dazzling ball in the crystal core, and immediately took a breath!
"According to!"
"The soul of Taichu's "Zhao" character!"
Unexpectedly, Ancestor Ling Xiao actually had a piece of the Taichu Martial Spirit in his hands.
Moreover, the pressure of this Taichu Martial Spirit far exceeds those of the ancient Taichu before.
Even compared to the Taichu Martial Spirit in his body, it was only slightly inferior.
"Ziwei is shining? This is the will of the martial spirit that surpasses the Immortal Lord in the upper realm!"
Ling Tian frowned, and then suddenly said: "Ancestor, you are saying that Master Tongxuan, the third island owner of Tianyuxian Island, is the Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty? He has become a monk!?"
This was really beyond Ling Tian's expectation.
"That's right, Master Tongxuan is the Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Taixuan!"
Ancestor Ling Xiao nodded, his eyes full of respect, "Emperor Wu was once the first emperor of the human race in the Southern Tang Dynasty, but later because of his inner demons, he had to jump off the sky well."
"Haha, but Emperor Wu's talent for strategy is the best in the world. That inner demon is the demon of heaven, and Emperor Wu has known it for a long time."
"Jumping down from this amazing patio was actually guided by God's will."
"Back then, he already possessed three Taichu martial arts spirits, but the last one could not be found. Therefore, he took this opportunity to come to this world to find the last Taichu spirit."
"But when I arrived in this world, I experienced too many things. In the end, he thought I died in the demon realm, so he converted to Buddhism."
"Now, I finally found this last Taichu for him."
Ling Xiao looked at the Zhao Zihun in his hand and couldn't help but get excited.
"After many years, we, the monarch and the minister, are finally going to meet again."
When Ling Tian heard this, he was also surprised.
The relationship between Emperor Wu of the Southern Tang Dynasty and Ling Xiao was truly rare.