Venerable Sen Luo frowned, "Ling Tian, they are here for you."
"Um!"
Ling Tian nodded. He also saw at this time that the aura of the god standing at the front was very powerful. He had reached the peak of creation. He was even more powerful than Sen Luo Zheng, who had stopped absorbing the aura of the God of Death long ago.
powerful.
"However, don't worry too much. If the two of us join forces, even the Immortal Lord can't do anything. His talent is immortality, and in terms of combat power, he ranks third among the four great Lords!"
Venerable Senluo said.
"If you don't want to waste time, we can join forces, otherwise, I can do it alone."
Qin Yan said.
"Oh!? Are you so confident?"
Venerable Sen Luo raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
He knew that Ling Tian was very strong, but if he was confident of defeating the Immortal Lord, wouldn't it mean that Ling Tian's combat power had already surpassed his own!?
"But forget it."
"We are pressed for time. I want to take you to the realm of death as soon as possible, so let's join forces!"
Venerable Senluo said.
"good!"
"In that case, let's do it!"
After Ling Tian said that, he and Venerable Senluo came to the army of gods in the Immortal City.
"Sen Luo, I didn't expect that you still want to join forces with this god? Don't you know that this person has the death order on his body, and he is also the person being hunted by the two ancient god forces?"
The Immortal Lord's entire body was covered with a layer of black-yellow aura of death.
"Of course I know, but so what? Do you think I will be like you and do whatever it takes for the Death Order?"
Venerable Senluo sneered.
"Then what do you want to do? Sen Luo, after all these years of friendship, you give me this Ling Tian, and I promise not to embarrass you and the monks in Sen Luo City."
The immortal venerable said.
"Hahaha!"
But at this time, Venerable Sen Luo laughed wildly, "If you don't die, you are worthy of negotiating terms with me! Don't worry, I can't hand over Ling Tian to you."
"In that case, do you have to break up with me?"
The face of the Immortal Lord finally darkened, and the endless aura of death began to surge, like thousands of giant snakes.
"There will eventually be a battle between us, but I suggest that only the three of us take action, and other gods should not participate in it, how about it?"
Venerable Sen Luo asked.
"Haha, it's okay. Anyway, after defeating you, the life and death of you, a monk in Senluo City, are all decided by me!"
After the Immortal Lord said this, he raised his hand and a large flag suddenly condensed on his palm.
And the moment this big flag appeared, the surrounding aura of death also became violent.
"Really? Then let's give it a try?"
Senluo sneered respectfully, but at this time, Ling Tian couldn't wait any longer and took action first!
"Ling Tian, be careful, the immortal flag of the Immortal Lord is very strong!"
Venerable Senluo reminded.
But Ling Tian doesn't care about so many things. Whether he is strong enough or not, he will know if he tries it.
Immediately, the Yitian Sword manifested, and then the Thunder Tribulation Finger roared out directly along with Ling Tian's millions of sword shadows!
This is already considered a super powerful combat power from Ling Tian. When he faced the Lord of Bone City before, this sword was enough to kill him!
The power of Futian plus the million sword shadows of Thunder Tribulation's fingers, the magical power is comparable to that of Twenty Thousand Miles!
The moment this magical power appeared, the gods of the two major cities couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Including the Lord of Senluo City, she had never seen Qin Yan take action, but now that she saw Ling Tian taking action casually, he had such power.
Although I don’t know yet whether it can match the peak of Creation, at least in the later stage of Nine Heavens, it is invincible!
"Haha, you are not at the peak of creation, but you dare to take action against me?"
But facing Ling Tian's tyrannical sword energy, the Immortal Lord sneered, and immediately restored the flag in his hand.
The endless air of death swept over like a sand explosion.
Buzz!
In an instant, the two magical powers shook together.
The power of Ling Tian's sword energy was still there, and the sword edge tore the sandstorm apart, but gradually, Ling Tian also found that his sword energy was being constantly worn away.
The death aura of this immortal venerable is extremely thick and seems to be endless.
After ten full breaths, the Futian Sword Qi blessed by his millions of sword shadows was completely consumed!?
At this time, his millions of sword shadows seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
What shocked the Immortal Lord was that just before the sword energy dissipated, the magical power had torn apart his last sandstorm and almost struck him on the body.
Apart from the Venerable, Ling Tian is the only one who can do this.
"Haha, I said before you reach the peak of Creation, you will definitely not be my opponent!"
The Immortal Lord sneered.
"Yes, but the Immortal Lord is too happy too early. The battle has just begun!"
Ling Tian was not depressed about the loss of his first magical power.
Because the existence he faced was the third-ranked overlord on the Death Island.
If he could be defeated so easily, then this Death Island would be a huge disappointment to him.
Immediately, Ling Tian raised the Yitian Sword in his hand again.
More powerful Futian power poured into it, and this time, Ling Tian also began to use the power of the sword tower.
All the cultivation power of the late Nine Heavens was activated.
Lei Jie's pointer fell on the edge of the Yitian Sword. In an instant, the Yitian Sword shook violently, and the terrifying power of thunder turned into flames that filled the sky and surrounded Ling Tian.
At this time, the millions of sword shadows were bathed in various energies, and the sword body surged.
Just the shadow of the sword covered an area of 100,000 miles.
The millions of sword shadows turned into a whirlpool in front of Ling Tian.
Such momentum made even Sen Luo respect and take a breath.
On Senluo City, Na Mei frowned deeply and looked at Mo Zun.
"Haha, even I don't know the limit of my uncle's combat power. Really, maybe this is not the strongest state!"
Mo Zun shrugged.
Anyway, they can't participate in this battle now. Of course, he hopes that Ling Tian can burst out with stronger combat power. At least this will make him more face-saving in front of Mei.
"Really?"
Mei heard that when Lord Senluo brought Ling Tian back, she was still a little reluctant.
I felt that Ling Tian and Mo Zun were just two sluggish people, but now it seems that the magical power unleashed by Ling Tian's second move is already comparable to that of the Venerable Realm.
At this time, Ling Tian had already finished accumulating his strength, and the Yitian Sword in his hand suddenly swung down.
This time, millions of sword shadows came down like a storm.
The immortal lord's sandstorm death energy could no longer restrain the sword shadow.