When Ling Tian's terrifying Taichu will was manifested on the sacred mountain, the entire space was buzzing.
Waves of sacred pressure swept across, shaking the space within tens of thousands of miles.
Even the Holy Land Prodigy far away on Pagoda Mountain can feel the terrifying coercion of will descending on him.
As heavy as a mountain.
"This, this is the strong man of our human race!?"
"Who is he!? Why is his aura so terrifying!?"
"Even Emperor Jiuge is far inferior to him!"
"It's terrible!"
The geniuses of the Holy Land looked at the huge shadow of will on the sacred mountain from a distance, and they were all astonished beyond measure.
They could not have imagined that the humans who entered the ruins this time would have such terrifying existences.
Neither Li Haoran nor Di Jiuge can be compared with this person.
With the pressure that shrouds thousands of miles away, this is probably the most powerful genius in the race.
"All the geniuses in the Holy Land can withdraw from the Holy Land!"
"Anyone who violates this rule will be killed without mercy!"
However, on the Pagoda Mountain, Emperor Jiuge, who was suspended in the sky above everyone, suddenly shouted loudly.
He raised the ice staff high in his hand, and a force of ice covered a thousand miles in radius.
Now, there is not much time left before we are forced to leave the ruins.
However, it was obvious that Di Jiuge did not want outsiders to see this scene.
"Um!?"
However, the Holy Land geniuses looked at each other, they really wanted to watch the battle.
After all, the supreme competition between these groups is rare.
I don’t know if the human race can win in the end.
"Don't leave!?"
"Then don't blame me, Emperor Jiuge, for being ruthless!"
However, Di Jiuge was not a hesitant person.
"Nine layers of ice, kill!"
In the sky, countless ice arrows condensed and shot down!
"No, this Emperor Jiuge is serious, let's go!"
The geniuses of the Holy Land were immediately frightened, crushed the tokens in their hands, and left Pagoda Mountain.
Otherwise, if Emperor Jiuge's magical power falls, they may really die.
Emperor Jiuge's terrifying magical power almost submerged Pagoda Mountain.
Finally, Emperor Jiuge also reached the top of Pagoda Mountain.
"Who is this human race!?"
"Why is there something vaguely familiar in this breath!?"
Feng Jixing was lying on the ground, but his eyes were also looking at the sacred mountain.
At this time, he was deeply shocked.
Before, he was so proud.
He even has the self-confidence to become the most powerful genius in the human race.
Until, he met Di Jiuge.
He understands that there is still a gap between himself and the human race.
But now, feeling the aura emanating from the sacred mountain, he felt even more bitter in his heart.
His road is still too far.
If you are not an extremely strong person, you are not even qualified to stand with the geniuses of other ethnic groups.
"Haha, this guy has only shown his full combat power now. He is really powerful!"
"Hiding it very deep, right Ling Tian?"
Princess Liu Zhaoer and Feng Qixi both looked at Ling Tian's clone.
"Ah, hahaha, do you know this guy too!?"
"I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful!"
Ling Tian's clone scratched his head.
Everyone laughed and said nothing. Since Ling Tian didn't want to admit it now, it made sense.
But Feng Jixing frowned, not knowing what they were talking about.
On top of the sacred mountain.
Ling Tian suddenly released all the will of the beginning, and in one fell swoop, he lifted off the overwhelming pressure of the top geniuses of the three ethnic groups.
Like an ancient emperor, looking down in all directions.
"You, your will, how is it possible!?"
Yuri was shocked and angry.
In fact, he felt that this breath was somewhat familiar.
Could it be that he has seen this person somewhere?
Even the Immortal Lord of the Tian Clan was equally surprised.
He is the strongest Celestial Clan Immortal Lord among hundreds of clans. What kind of genius, what kind of powerful Taichu will has he not seen before!?
But at this time, the will of the human race was particularly rare even among the heavenly races.
The last time he saw it was when the Mingyue Immortal King of the human race released his will.
Now, although the Taichu released by the human race cannot be compared with the Mingyue Immortal King, it is still comparable to those nobles in the Nine Palaces and Eight Departments, right!?
At least, he is a bit stronger than he is now.
"Now, do you still dare to fight me?"
Ling Tian looked down with a mighty will of five thousand feet on his back.
Look at the three geniuses.
"Haha, that's ridiculous!"
"How ridiculous!"
"Perhaps the human race is used to being bullied, so once they get something valuable, they like to show it off!"
"Yes, your will is indeed good, but your cultivation is too bad!"
"If you want to intimidate us just by relying on this kind of will, you are probably overthinking it!"
The Phantom Immortal Lord of the Tian Clan sneered, and immediately rose into the sky to be level with Ling Tian.
The will of the Immortal Lord blossomed behind him. Although he was not as good as Ling Tian, his cultivation level was already that of a half-step Immortal King, which was particularly powerful.
"Without them, I can let you, a human race, know what shame is by myself!"
"The human race has declined and is only worthy of being pigs and dogs!"
"Huan Shen Bell, shake!"
Immediately, the Phantom Immortal Lord of the Tian Clan did not hesitate, and swung the bell in his hand in an instant, and waves of sound enveloped the sacred mountain in an instant.
Countless phantoms appeared and surrounded Ling Tian.
That phantom transformed into mountains, rivers, stars and moon, demonic sounds and shadows, birds and beasts, it seemed like a vast world, which made people sink into despair.
The power of Phantom Immortal Lord lies in his terrifying power of divine thoughts.
Even Emperor Jiuge just now accidentally fell into his phantom sound, and was attacked by other strong men. He was seriously injured and fell into the Emperor's Tomb of Suspicion.
In his opinion, Ling Tiantian has a strong will, but without the corresponding cultivation and spiritual power, he is still vulnerable to his skills.
Watching the vast world that he transformed engulfed Ling Tian.
Even Ling Tian among them didn't react at all.
Phantom Immortal Lord sneered.
Human race!?
But that's it.
Even Yuli from the demon clan and the demon clan shook their heads.
The human race is too weak!
If you are swallowed up by the illusion of the Phantom Immortal Lord, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.
Zheng!
However, at this moment, there seemed to be a wisp of piano music in the illusion.
The demon clan Dujiao and Youli didn't hear it, but the expression of the Phantom Immortal Lord changed.
because.
He doesn't know how to play the piano.
This piano sound was not conjured by him.
So……
Is this the human race!?
He can actually play the piano in his own illusion!?
This is impossible!
The Phantom Immortal Lord was shocked and angry, but the next moment, the thousand illusions that swallowed up Ling Tian exploded with a bang.
And among them, a figure sat cross-legged in the air.
The celestial light gathered behind him, making him arrogant.
The sound of the piano bursts into the clouds,
But it makes no illusion come close to me,
"The thousand illusions are just like that, broken?"
The one-horned immortal king of the demon tribe raised his eyebrows.
