Chapter 189 Barbarian Demon Sect, I will slaughter them together
Bai Zhi and others rushed out of the hall and saw Ling Tian already standing in front of the cliff, looking to the south of Tianhe Mountain.
"They are really barbarians, there are so many of them!"
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"It's broken! It's the Uighur tribe led by Red Blood!"
"The Uighur tribe came out in full force! What a coincidence!"
The elders took one look, and their faces instantly turned pale.
Ling Tian held onto the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Standing at a very high place, looking down, you can see everything for dozens of miles.
As far as the eye can see, in the distance from the Tianhe Mountain battlefield, a large dark cloud spreads from the ground.
Like a giant beast crawling on the earth, or like a black wave sweeping the heaven and earth.
The rumbling sound was deep and shocking.
The earth resounded with muffled thunder, which kept hammering people's hearts.
"roar!"
And a faint green light suddenly rose from the black waves, and a shocking roar shook the sky.
High-level demons!
The huge black-gold iron wings stretched out are extremely shocking.
At the same time, within the Demon Sect's station, several martial souls flickered and flew into the sky, following the high-level barbarian and flying towards Tianhe Mountain.
"The decisive battle is finally here"
"Lingnan sect, those who do not surrender will die!"
A roar came from the sky, carrying a billowing pressure that hammered into everyone's hearts.
Those who are weak and weak in cultivation are all terrified.
Uighur Red Blood, just retreated from another front.
In fact, even if Li Wuxin didn't ask for help, he would lead his army to conquer Tianhe Mountain.
Because, Ling Tian is here.
This person's hands are stained with the blood of the Bertan tribe members.
The young commander of the Northern Expedition and the young general Ao Jie were stationed in the central army.
By killing this man, the Uyghur tribe will win the favor of General Ao Jie, and their rise to prominence will be just around the corner.
Therefore, Ling Tian must die today.
"It's over, Chi Xue has arrived! If Wu Xin continues to fight harder, there will be two people with the fighting strength of Ning Soul's late stage opponent!" Lin Sen opened his mouth, with a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Everyone, why don't we retreat! We are definitely no match for us, we will keep Qingshan here!" said an elder from the sect.
Bai Zhi shook her head: "We can't retreat. If Tianhe Mountain is lost, Lingnan will be torn apart in an instant. By then, we will all be the sinners of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"
"Yes, Elder Bai is right. For the sake of our sect behind us, we must not retreat! Defend Tianhe Mountain to the end!" Ji Tie pulled out the fiery sword from his waist and said in a deep voice.
"Defend? How to defend?" Lin Sen sighed, "The opponent's combat power in the middle stage of Ningso is seven, and there are two more who are comparable to the late stage of Ningso. We"
"Elder Ling, it's you who makes the decision!" Bai Zhi suddenly said.
When the six elders heard this, they all looked forward.
That slightly thin, but tall back.
At this time, they hope to get the decision from the person in charge of Ziyun Sect.
Regardless of whether you decide to defend or retreat, you will undoubtedly have to bear all possible consequences.
This is a responsibility, but it is as heavy as mountains
But the figure of the junior in front of him, who only had the cultivation level of Piquan, looked extremely thin.
"hehe"
A gust of wind blew from the mountains, lifting up the white cloak of the figure and the blackness like a waterfall.
The sound of hunting.
A flash of golden light flashed from under the cloak.
With a chuckle, the figure slowly removed the long golden stick from behind.
Slowly speaking.
"Everyone, are you confident that you can hold back the six condensed demons except Crimson Blood?"
Behind him, the elders of the six sects looked at each other and were silent for a moment, but it was Ji Tie who stood up first and spoke out.
"I can deal with Li Wuxin for a while, but the remaining five are nothing to worry about."
"That's right, even if we can't kill him, there's no problem in holding him back." Bai Zhi pursed her lips and said: "However, Elder Ling, that red-blooded combat power is terrifying. Elder Qin Han of your sect
, that is, he was seriously injured! You”
Bai Zhi knew that she couldn't judge the back in front of her with ordinary eyes, but Chi Xue was really strong.
"No problem"
The figure still didn't look back.
Although Lin Shan is not dead, the Ice Tribulation Pill is gone.
That was Lin Yanyan's mother, who had sacrificed her life for it.
The corpses of the Ziyun Sect disciples who were killed were still not cold.
This blood debt must be repaid with blood.
"The bloody life belongs to me"
After the extremely overbearing words fell, the purple sword at his waist was unsheathed and slowly embedded into the top of the golden stick.
The golden stick and purple sword merge into one.
A flash of purple thunder and purple fire ignited from his right hand, gradually spreading throughout the spear.
The five formations merged together instantly, bathed in purple thunder.
Today, Yun Shang's spear will drink up all the blood of the barbarians!
"These five formations!"
Everyone behind him looked at each other in surprise.
You must know that a formation with four formations is already a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and five or more formations is the sign of a high-grade spiritual weapon.
Not even one of them possesses a high-grade spiritual weapon.
However, what surprised them was far more than that.
The figure slowly raised his spear and pointed at the stars.
Suddenly, the wind and clouds came together, erupting with a terrifying sound.
The energy and blood in his body were churning, like a thousand-mile river rolling backwards into the sky, surging wildly inside his body.
The cyclone around him shook wildly, disturbing the space, and waves of domineering aura suddenly exploded from the inside to the outside.
The momentum suddenly increased under the stimulation of the spear!
It was as if the tip of the spear had broken some kind of barrier with one blow!
Breakthrough!
"Elder Ling's cultivation has advanced!"
Bai Zhi exclaimed, they didn't expect that at this critical moment of life and death, Ling Tian could actually break through.
What kind of monster is this? He breaks through the obstacles in this desperate situation. How deep is his reputation?
And the breakthrough is so seamless that it comes naturally!
But, even so, it was only in the later stage of Biquan.
What he has to face is the Barbarian Crimson Blood.
Ling Tian stands on the top of the mountain.
Hold high the spear of death.
The fighting spirit in his chest gradually rose, and he wanted to swallow his anger thousands of miles away.
His left hand suddenly shook, and a wave of energy wandered uneasily, wanting to break out of his body.
"Haha, do you want to help me too?"
With a groan, Ling Tian slowly raised his left hand, and the golden mark on the inside of his arm shone brightly.
"Zheng!"
With a clang, Ling Tian suddenly clenched his left hand into a fist.
I saw a golden light rising into the sky, and a golden shield being caught in Ling Tian's hand.
The golden shield and dragon shadow are flying, and the dragon roars in waves!
Closing his eyes, Ling Tian felt the vitality in his body surge, flowing like a river, full of power.
"Although I, Ling Tian, am weak, I am full of passion."
"Today, you all fight side by side with me. You should leave a lasting legacy and be remembered by the world."
"Please beat the war drum for me and roar wildly!"
"Those who invade our mountains and rivers are either barbarians or demon sects."
"I will kill them all together!"
A faint voice fell from Tianhe Mountain.
At the foot of Tianhe Mountain, thousands of Lingnan sect warriors slowly drew their weapons.
Staring into the distance, he growled.
The fighting spirit boils.
"Damn, Brother Tian is so damn strong! Today, these sons of bitches that I, Qin Shaoyang, are going to kill, will lose all their armor!"
Infected by Ling Tian's aura, Qin Shaoyang drew out his two maces from his waist and filled the air with heroic spirit.
At this time, his momentum had actually reached the late Biquan stage.
"Today, I can fight with Elder Ling, even if I die, it's worth it!"
Ji Lie's hands in Yanjian Pavilion were wrapped in hot flames, and his eyes were like torches.
"Disciples of Ziyun Sect, today, even if the last drop of blood is shed, we will never retreat. I, the disciples of Ziyun Sect, are no cowards! Let's fight them!"
The wooden iron pillar held a black steel sledgehammer and roared like a tiger.
If that person is not afraid, what should they be afraid of?
Ling Tian holds a purple spear in his right hand and a golden shield in his left hand.
The purple fire wings behind him suddenly spread out, and the light bloomed on the top of the mountain.
Like a pearl, like a lighthouse.
A long roar came straight down from the top of the thousand-foot mountain!
That day.
At the foot of Tianhe Mountain.
The demon sect invaded.
Barbarian troops are coming.
Ling Tian, dressed in white, flew down to the top of Tianhe Mountain alone.
Lift the purple spear and raise the golden shield.
When the first Trina war drum sounded across heaven and earth.
When the first roar echoed in the mountains.
Ling Tian flew in front of the barbarian army, his temples flying.