Everyone in the palace felt the gradually rising aura, and they were even more surprised.
To be able to suppress such a powerful aura of Heavenly Punishment, one must definitely match Heavenly Punishment in terms of combat power.
Liu Jian, the commander of the imperial army, also looked at Ling Tian, who was shrouded in the shadow of the dragon in front of the palace.
At this moment, Ling Tian didn't look like an immortal king at all!
Even the Immortal King is not so powerful!
Ling Tian's figure gradually flew up into the sky, facing Master Tian Xing from a distance.
At this moment, Ling Tian's whole body was covered with green and black dragon scales, and a total of eight Immortal King dragon wings bloomed behind him, like the king of the dragon clan, suspended above the sky.
The rolling dragon energy surrounds the sky like ooze.
Today's Lingtian aura is strong enough to compete with that day's punishment!
"Physical training method!?"
Sure enough, Master Tianxing was equally surprised when he saw the great changes in Ling Tian.
"No wonder you didn't look sad at all when you entered the Immortal King's Palace!"
"All your plans will eventually fail to come true!"
"Haha, really!? Do you think that you, a little fairy, can compete with me because of your body refining skills!?"
"Then if I practice Heavenly Punishment for five hundred years, I really won't have to live anymore!"
"Come on, let me see how powerful your body refining technique with the aura of the dragon is!"
"Can you give me a slap?"
Tian Xing shouted loudly, raised his withered palm, and the boundless death energy condensed into a white palm, and he slapped Ling Tian's head suddenly.
The big palm stretches seven thousand feet across the sky, like the hand of death.
As far as I know, the big palm slowly descended, and the entire palace was enveloped in it.
The tiger and wolf cavalry scattered and fled.
Under this big palm, they will all die!
However, the three thousand and nine forbidden troops were still stationed in front of the palace and never left.
"Humph, since Master Tianxing still has doubts, let me tell you that the Nine Transformations of the True Dragon are terrifying!"
"The transformation of a dragon, the divine fist of regret!"
Ling Tian raised his hand, and endless Panlong energy was poured into his arm. Then, Ling Tian suddenly clenched his fist, which had been cultivated to the limit by Ling Tian, and blasted it out.
At this time, the diameter of the Divine Fist of Heaven has reached 5,000 feet, and in the blue-black fist edge, there seems to be a dragon that regrets the sky.
Soaring straight into the sky!
boom!
The fists and palms met in the sky.
A terrifying storm swept through, causing a gap to open in the ground of Danyang City. Many palaces in the Imperial Palace of Chu State collapsed, and countless warriors who were not strong in combat were killed or injured.
At this time, Ling Tian and Tian Xing's combat power was already at the top of the Immortal King's list.
Fighting at such a height would be a disaster for the surrounding warriors.
The moment Ling Tian's Heaven-Hanging Divine Fist came into contact with Tian Xing's Tian Can Palm, the two magical powers shattered.
The void exploded, and Ling Tian's figure was even pushed back.
no.
Although today's Xiantian Divine Fist has been cultivated to the extreme by Ling Tian, and with the blessing of heavy energy, it is already very powerful, but the grade is still too low after all.
Under Tian Can's Palm, he couldn't gain even the slightest upper hand.
But fortunately, the Heavenly Punishment Palm must not be shattered by Ling Tian, otherwise the entire palace will collapse under the palm of this Heavenly Punishment, and there will be no more living creatures.
"Um!?"
Although this palm gained the upper hand, Tian Xing was obviously very dissatisfied.
Ling Tian actually used the cultivation level of the Immortal Lord to use his magical powers.
"Haha, Tian Xing, it seems that you have been in seclusion for so many years, but that's all. If you want to kill me, then come up!"
Ling Tian sneered, and the Eight Immortal King Dragon Wings bloomed behind him, and then turned into a blue rainbow, shooting straight into the sky.
He must divert Tian Xing away, otherwise, the entire Danyang City will be destroyed.
Ling Tian was suspended in the sky a hundred thousand feet above the sky. Looking at the figure rushing up to the sky, he immediately sneered.
"Master Tianxing, this time, I will let you try my palm skills. Can you take it!?"
Ling Tian sneered and slowly raised his hand. The fire of the Holy Spirit condensed on his palm and turned into a huge palm print of eight thousand feet, descending from the sky!
Like the hands of gods and Buddhas, Ling Tian's Prajna Palm descended from the sky.
Crush all the void in its path.
The sound wave reached the ground, and Danyang City shook wildly again. Many warriors never thought that Danyang would encounter such a huge change today, and they fled the capital one after another.
"Um?"
As soon as Tianxing caught up, he saw the huge palm that covered the sky and the sun, and the palm print was filled with silver-white fairy fire.
The blazing fire of the immortal, the majesty of the palm prints.
Tian Xing was shocked.
But before he had time to react, Tianxing raised his hand and struck forward with a palm print.
Buzz!
The two palms faced each other, but this time, the Tiancan Palm was instantly defeated by the Prajna Divine Palm.
Tian Xing's figure was also swallowed up by the Prajna Divine Palm in an instant.
The divine palm was bathed in silver fire and dived 90,000 feet. When it was still 10,000 feet away from Danyang, the energy collapsed.
"puff!"
The palm print disappeared, and the figure of Tian Xing was revealed.
However, at this moment, Tian Xing spat out a mouthful of dark blood.
He was actually injured under Ling Tian's palm!
The three thousand Imperial Guards took a deep breath, secretly thinking that Ling Tian now is really terrifying, even Master Tianxing is invincible!?
However, above the 100,000-foot sky, Ling Tian frowned slightly.
Only he knows how terrifying the Prajna Palm is today.
He didn't hold back just now. The Prajna Palm blessed by the Little Holy Spirit's Immortal Fire could even severely damage the fighting power of the Immortal King of the Nine Realms.
The eighth-level Immortal King would even be wiped out by this palm.
However, when this palm fell on Tian Xing, he was only slightly injured.
Ling Tian could feel that the current Tianxing aura did not have much impact.
"Haha, not bad, not bad. As expected of Ling Tian, I admit that this palm is even better than my Tian Can Palm!"
Tianxing, whose body was charred and even more ferocious, wiped away the dark blood on the corner of his mouth, and his sinister laughter echoed in the night sky, like a devil.
"But, so what, I've died countless times before. You can't kill me, but you will make me stronger!"
"The little Holy Spirit's fire can't do anything to me!"
Suddenly, Tian Xing roared loudly, his body instantly turned black and collapsed, and his aura was 10% stronger than before!
Tian Xing, with boundless death energy, flew ninety thousand feet in an instant and appeared opposite Ling Tian. He stretched out his big hand and a white bone fairy staff appeared in his hand.
"The battle between us has just begun!"
"As your nominal teacher, I will now teach you what true terror is!"
"Tiancan, Death and Destruction Seal!"
Tian Xing sneered and raised the bone fairy staff in his hand. In an instant, the terrifying death energy condensed into a terrifying ghost gate mark and shot towards Ling Tian.
