Chapter 196 Seventh Grade Martial Soul Hidden Dragon Sword [Thanks to Boss Qingnian Essential Oil]
At this time, when the powerful Ningso people saw this scene, they were all shocked in their hearts.
The seven-foot-long ray of light rising from the giant pit was clearly the martial soul they could use after concentrating on their backs!
Only by condensing the spirit of the martial spirit can one use the power of the spirit for one's own use. Only after condensing the spirit can one truly step into the ranks of martial arts masters!
"This Ling Tian is indeed not some rubbish first-grade martial spirit. The seven-foot-long soul light can only be used when the seventh-grade martial soul condenses!"
"Seventh-grade martial spirit! In Lingnan, a second warrior with a seventh-grade martial spirit has appeared!"
"It's really unbelievable, the aura of this Lingtian martial spirit is so strong!"
The elder of the Qingmu Sect murmured to himself, his eyes filled with astonishment. The power of the martial spirit displayed by Ling Tian was far more powerful than his fifth-grade martial spirit!
He had never seen such a terrifying martial spirit momentum.
"It's the Saxiang Pill! Ling Tian swallowed one of the Saxiang Pill! He did not hesitate to sacrifice a hundred years of life to forcibly gain the power of soul cultivation!"
Bai Zhi of the Luo Hua Sect was proficient in alchemy. At this time, she also smelled the faint fragrance of medicine floating in the air, and she suddenly exclaimed.
"Ling Tian, is he crazy?"
Although the Saxiang Pill is rare and magical, its hidden dangers are too great.
Overdrawing your potential and depleting your spiritual energy is tantamount to destroying your martial arts future!
"Zheng!"
At this time, a sharp sword sound pierced the sky and resounded throughout the earth.
In the huge pit, the seven-foot-long ray of light finally solidified. Before the brilliance, someone's clothes were flying, and they were shouting to the sky!
"Buzz buzz!"
The sound of breaking through the air fell, and the remaining light disappeared. The seven-foot-long light in the giant pit finally converged, and the scene inside appeared before everyone's eyes.
"It's really Ling Tian!"
"Ling Tian didn't lose, let alone die!"
"What martial spirit is he carrying? A sword?"
"It turns out that Ling Tian's seventh-grade martial spirit is a sword. No wonder he understood the meaning of the sword at such a young age!"
For a moment, the elders of Lingnan Sect started talking, and no one thought about running away.
Ji Tie looked at the martial spirit formed behind Ling Tian, his brows tightened at first, and then suddenly opened.
"The blade of the Dragon Pan Sword has a hidden edge! This seventh-grade martial spirit is actually a Hidden Dragon Sword!"
When Bai Zhi and others heard this, they were also shocked and looked at the sword spirit behind Ling Tian.
The seven-foot-long sword hung upside down, with its tip pointing to the sky. The silver-white sword shone with a dazzling white light, and inside the sword, a pale golden dragon was circling, appearing and disappearing.
"Oh my god, it is indeed the same as the legendary Hidden Dragon Sword Soul! It has the aura of a king and the sharpness! This Ling Tian's swordsmanship is extremely good!" Bai Zhi shook her head in admiration, unable to believe what she saw in front of her.
everything.
The Hidden Dragon Sword Soul is an unparalleled existence among the seventh-grade martial souls.
All warriors are well aware of the rarity of seventh-grade martial souls, so naturally they won't say too much about what this means.
And Ling Tian not only possesses the seventh-grade martial spirit, but also possesses the fierce sword martial spirit among them!
Hidden Dragon Sword, this martial spirit, has only been seen by some elders of large sects in the sect's classics.
In short, from the dull but excited expressions of Ji Tie, Bai Zhi and others, the Lingnan warriors understood that they did not seem to have to die.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the foot of Tianhe Mountain was completely boiling, and the Ziyun Sect disciples were even more excited and shouting.
In the Ziyun Sect, a genius with a seventh-grade martial spirit finally appeared, and this genius was already powerful!
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The light converged and the sword soul disappeared behind.
The breeze blew, and a figure slowly flew high into the sky from the pit.
The figure's white clothes were in pieces, but the whole body was now covered with a layer of sky-blue light, like armor.
Long flipping, delicate facial features, like a knife chopping an axe, sharp edges and corners.
A pair of black eyes are as deep as the sea, and the eyebrows are slanted.
Although she is not extremely beautiful, she is rich and handsome, with a touch of nobility and boundless sharpness shining between her eyebrows.
This person is none other than Ling Tian!
"Is this the power of condensation? Sure enough, you huo"
The corners of Ling Tian's mouth slightly raised, feeling the sudden surge of power in his body, feeling comfortable and wanting to yin.
The powerful power is really intoxicating.
Ling Tian's faint smile gave people a calm and calm feeling.
The aura that permeated his body was like a sharp sword hidden in a sword case, once it was unsheathed.
Show off your edge!
At this time, not only had Ling Tian's cultivation reached the early stage of soul condensation, but the aura and pressure he exuded was also several times more powerful than before.
Faintly, it was even more powerful than the warriors in the late stage of Ningso, and on a par with the arrogant and strange prince Ao Jie!
"hateful!"
Originally, Ao Jie never put Ling Tian in his eyes, even though this ant blocked two of his moves.
But at this time, Ling Tian not only withstood his three attacks without dying, but was so strong that he threatened himself. In an instant, Ao Jie's face turned gloomy, and it was extremely ugly.
Since the battle with Yun Yang, he has never lost control like he did today.
The seventh-grade fighting spirit is no worse than Yun Yang.
This Ling Tian was enough for him to take seriously.
"Ao Jie, I must be very disappointed. Let's have a real battle. The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. Whoever loses, his life will be saved!"
Ling Tian suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Ao Jie in the distance.
"Hmph, human race, you are just using foreign objects to gain strength. Do you still want to defeat me based on this? Since you want to die so much, then I will let you see what is the real power of the barbarian golden blood! "
Boom!
A pair of blood-colored wings behind Ao Jie suddenly shook. As the blood mist rose, golden threads swam away. A terrifying aura exploded from Ao Jie's body.
This guy actually directly stimulated the golden bloodline and was blessed by the power of madness. A dazzling blood-gold light bloomed all over his body.
At this moment, Ao Jie was like a bloody god of war, holding a big halberd and standing proudly on the battlefield.
"Haha, that's right! The one who wants to fight is you now!"
The sword gleamed in Ling Tian's eyes, and his broken clothes moved wildly. Endless heroic spirit surged in his heart, and his blood and vitality began to surge in his body.
In this battle, he will fight for himself, for his sect, and for the Lingnan people.
The Taichu Sutra was activated crazily under Ling Tian's will, and in the Qi Sea, the majestic vitality was churning with stormy waves. The nine cyclones were already like the eyes of the sea, huge and gushing out crazily.
Waves of purple fire surged on the surface of the body and merged into the back.
With the activation of internal energy, Ling Tian's momentum began to rise and explode, confronting Ao Jieshen's domineering and bloody momentum.
"Here comes the sword!"
Ling Tian shouted loudly, and the Cloud Killing Spear inserted in the distance suddenly shook and flew out, turning into a streak of purple lightning that broke through the air.
Ling Tian stretched out his hands and held Yun Chen tightly in his hands, feeling the fighting spirit in Yun Chen and becoming one with it.
At this moment, the gun is a sword, and the sword is a gun!