Chapter 195 The Elephant Pill Ling Tian Condensed Soul
The aftermath of the terrifying airflow was chaotic and hung on everyone's faces.
In the deep pit, no one could sense Ling Tian's aura.
"Is this the strength of the golden bloodline? It's so strong. With three moves, it can completely crush Ling Tian!"
"It's abnormal that Ling Tian can withstand two attacks without dying. However, Ling Tian's sword intention is still strong, but it is less intense than three days ago, and its power is not as dazzling as it was at its peak!"
"That makes some sense. Is this Ling Tian deliberately hiding his strength?"
"Not necessarily. This is a battle of life and death, unless Ling Tian goes crazy and risks his own life to act."
"It should be that Ling Tian was too exhausted when fighting against Red Blood and was unable to use his full combat power. But no matter what, even if Ling Tian fights in full strength, do you think he can defeat Ao Jie?"
Is Ao Jie strong?
powerful!
And it's ridiculously strong.
Terribly strong.
Even if Ling Tian was at his full strength, he would never be Ao Jie's opponent.
But Ling Tian went from being silent and doing nothing, becoming a first-level sword slave, defeating all the great geniuses, killing powerful enemies, standing on the top of Tianhe Mountain, and commanding the Lingnan sect, which is enough to prove his strength and talent.
Ling Tian is definitely not a weak person.
It's a pity that he is too young. It has only been a few months since his rise. If Ling Tian is given more time to grow, he may not be able to fight Ao Jie.
Many people sighed and felt regret in their hearts.
Three days ago, Ling Tian descended on Tianhe Mountain. It was so majestic and majestic, attracting everyone's attention.
Today, Kill Chixue by force. His talent is already deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Although Ling Tian died at the hands of Ao Jie at this moment, it was still an honor even though he was defeated.
But now, after the shock and regret, they were even more afraid!
On the Lingnan Clan Alliance side, a group of Ningjing strong men were worried. No matter what, Ling Tian had been defeated now, so they had lost the battle at Tianhe Mountain.
You may even die as a result.
"A mere Piquan dares to stop our barbarian army! It's like a mantis trying to block a car, and he doesn't know whether to live or die!"
Ao Jie had a faint sneer on his face, holding the big halberd, completely ignoring the thousands of Lingnan sect warriors under Tianhe Mountain, and slowly flew towards the deep pit.
He wants to trample Ling Tian's body under his feet and break it into thousands of pieces!
"Elder Ji, now that your cultivation level is the highest here, let's make a decision, should we fight or retreat!" Elder Ning Li frowned.
Thousands of warriors from sects under Tianhe Mountain live and die at the same moment.
"If we retreat now, it may still be too late!" Linsen of the Qingmu Sect also said anxiously.
He was not optimistic about Ling Tian from the beginning, and now he regrets it endlessly. The background of his Qingmu Sect is not as good as that of Ziyun Sect, Yanjian Pavilion and Luohua Sect. If these disciples are completely wiped out, the loss will be too great.
"Ling Tian, are you really defeated?"
Ji Tie felt bitter in his heart. Although he had known that this would happen, when it happened, he still didn't want to believe it.
After retreating, the entire Lingnan City was exposed to the iron hoof of the barbarians.
Failure to retreat will lead to death.
Tianhe Mountain is still lost.
There is no one here who is Ao Jie's opponent.
There will be no suspense and no more miracles.
After today, Lingnan City will be trampled by barbarians.
Unless the Golden Body Grandmaster takes action, the barbarian king will come, burn the sky, boil the sea, collapse the earth, and the foundation of Lingnan will be damaged.
"No, Ling Tian, you won't die! Did you just abandon me and Yan Yan like this!"
In the crowd, Qin Mingyue gritted her teeth and felt like a knife was piercing her heart. If Qin Shaoyang hadn't held him tightly, Qin Mingyue would have rushed away long ago.
She would rather die with Ling Tian.
In Tianhe Mountain, Lin Yanyan stood in front of the gathering tent. The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the rocks and shattered on the ground.
"Haha, Ling Tian's son is still dead! The disciples of the Demon Sect obey my orders and rush over to me to slaughter all the righteous sects in Lingnan!"
Li Wuxin touched the shiny top of his head, waved his hand, and pressed down with thousands of demonic sect warriors.
"They belong to Ziyun Sect disciples. Come with me and avenge Elder Ling Tian. Kill them one by one!"
Mu Tiezhu and Mu Tiedan roared angrily and rushed out of the camp with Qian Ziyun Sect disciples in hand.
Looking at the surging army of barbarian demons, the muscles in Ji Tie's face twitched and he slowly raised his arms.
"I stay, you go!"
This is the only thing he can do.
Li Wuxin laughed wildly and flew down from the sky like a vulture.
"Haha, Mr. Ji Tie, don't even think about leaving, come to me."
Before Li Wuxin finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.
The sneer on Ao Jie's face, which had descended on the giant pit in the center of the battlefield, also stopped abruptly.
"boom!"
There was a shocking loud noise, and the color of the sky and the earth changed. Under the gaze of countless eyes from the north and south, sand and rocks flew flying in the huge pit in the center of the battlefield, and a whirlwind overflowed.
A surge of vitality suddenly emerged.
"How is that possible?"
Feeling that familiar aura, Li Wuxin stopped in the air and was stunned.
That aura, carrying endless fighting intent and endless sword intent, was clearly the one who made him fearful, Ling Tian!
Ling Tian is not dead yet!
The sand and stones fall, but the whirlwind remains the same.
But in the center of the whirlpool, a figure stood up proudly.
Although the clothes are torn and stained with blood.
However, if the spine does not bend, the fighting spirit will not fade!
In his hand, a dimmed talisman slowly fell down, turned into powder, and drifted away in the wind.
"I'm not defeated yet. Who gave you the courage to touch me?"
A cold voice sounded from the wind.
With a permeating chill, Li Wuxin couldn't help but retreat.
Ao Jie was not afraid, but he was.
This junior who can almost compete with Ao Jie is enough to destroy him.
In the huge pit, Ao Jie looked at everything below with cold eyes, tightly clenching the blood-gold halberd in his hand.
This time, he suddenly felt a feeling that he had not felt for a long time.
Facing Yun Yang, that unfathomable feeling.
This feeling disgusted him and made him crazy.
"Brother Tian is not dead! Let me tell you, that light looked so familiar just now. It must be the spiritual shield talisman that dad gave him, which saved Brother Tian's life!"
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Qin Shaoyang let go of Qin Mingyue, surprised and confused.
Qin Mingyue had tears in her eyes, her body had already lost strength from crying, and she knelt down on the ground.
But a pair of water-cut eyes were still looking at the somewhat embarrassed back in the distance for an instant.
Ling Tian never fell.
"Ao Jie, three moves have passed. It's time for a real battle."
Ling Tian's figure slowly sounded again, but he didn't raise his eyes to look above his head.
There was a flash of light in his hand, and an amber elixir appeared in the palm of his hand, hot and shining.
Saxiang Dan.
Obtained from Juntian Palace.
Fourth grade elixir.
After swallowing it, he squeezed out his potential, sacrificed half of his lifespan, gained the power of the elephant, and forcibly raised himself to a level of cultivation below the golden body.
The medicinal properties are strong, and although the hidden dangers are great, it is still extremely rare, and its value is second only to the Golden Pill.
Without any hesitation, Ling Tian swallowed the Saxiang Pill in one gulp.
"roar!"
In an instant, the roar of a dragon sounded from Ling Tian's body.
An extremely powerful and terrifying force suddenly burst out with Ling Tian as the center.
Like a spring, rising steadily.
At the same time, a bright light suddenly shot from the bottom of the pit to the sky.
The light was like ten thousand swords soaring into the sky, so terrifying and fierce that Ao Jie couldn't help but move away to avoid its sharp edge.
A steady stream of vitality burst out from Ling Tian's body, which shocked people!
One foot!
Two feet!
Five feet!
Seven feet!
The light illuminated the Tianhe Mountain battlefield, but in the huge pit, there was a seven-foot white light as bright as gold, which was extremely bright and breathtaking.
And in front of this seven-foot-long ray of light, a figure looked up to the sky and roared!
"The spirit of martial arts is condensed, manifested and hidden!"
"Seven feet of soul light, seventh grade martial soul!"