Such speed is worthy of absorbing so much evil energy resources from the Holy Mountain.
"Haha, it's just a fluke!"
Ling Tian shrugged.
"You are quite modest. I think you also know how many resources you have absorbed from our Holy Mountain, right?"
The saint smiled.
"Why, could it be that the Holy Mountain of Vientiane is no longer able to support my cultivation alone?"
Ling Tian frowned.
Of course he knows how terrifying the speed at which he absorbs resources is.
After all, the time flow rate inside the sword tower is two hundred times, which means that there are two hundred of you swallowing energy at the same time.
However, if the Wanxiang Sacred Mountain cannot afford it, there are not many places in the world that can bear Lingtian's cultivation.
"Haha, that's not true. The Holy Mountain of Vientiane can generate the evil spirit of the evil gods on its own. This resource is almost endless, but you absorb it too quickly. If there is another retreat, remember to practice slowly, otherwise, other evil gods will
There is no evil spirit left."
Looking at it, the saint was quite helpless at this time.
She couldn't admit in front of Ling Tian that the Vientiane Sacred Mountain was stretched thin in front of Ling Tian.
"Uh, okay, I'll pay attention next time!"
Ling Tian nodded, but in the end he frowned, "But, I have to think of a way quickly, otherwise my cultivation will be delayed!"
This is a big deal.
Now Ling Tian has broken up with the three major divine palaces and wants to face the three major divine palaces.
At least one must have the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Supreme Realm.
However, this requires massive resources.
Perhaps relying on the Holy Mountain of Vientiane is not enough.
"Well, don't worry, we will find a way, but you'd better get through today's challenge!"
"Although Motuo is not the strongest among the quasi-holy sons, his combat power is really not bad. You should be careful. Within this month, he seems to have made a breakthrough in his magical power.
"
The saint is still reminding me.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, I don't care."
But Ling Tian shrugged.
"By the way, how is the battle front in Guzhuo City?"
Ling Tian took the gods and saints down the mountain and asked.
He was anxious to enter the Holy Mountain of Vientiane, and then directly entered a state of seclusion.
Ling Tian really doesn't know what happened to the ancient gods in Guzhuo City.
"Haha, do you still care about those ancient gods?"
The saint smiled and said, "What else can they do? If they try to start a war with our evil god in front of the Holy Mountain of Vientiane, they are seeking their own death."
"What's more, before the battle, the defense line has been destroyed by you. The strongest combat force in Guzhuo City was injured, and all the supreme realms of the Yashen Clan died. Facing the Holy Son, they were naturally defeated.
"
"Guzhuo City is gone. We don't care about the battle lines they set up. Not only this one, but all the battle lines set up by the three major shrines around it no longer exist."
"We are waiting for them to come and die next time!"
"Oh!? Really? That holy mountain is really powerful."
Ling Tian smiled.
Although the result was the same as he imagined, it seemed that this Vientiane Sacred Mountain was more confident.
"Then you must, the three major shrines want to rely on these gods to harass our holy mountain. If the three major shrines don't personally shoot the strong ones out, the others will simply die."
"However, what I want to tell you is that the three major divine palaces really know about you now. You are already notorious among the ancient gods of the world!"
"In fact, the three major shrines have issued death orders. If you dare to appear within the control areas of the three major shrines, you will understand!"
The saint smiled again.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Okay, then I think the only option is to hide in our holy mountain."
Ling Tian laughed.
Ling Tian was not surprised that the palace could react like this.
After all, if it hadn't been for his destruction this time, so many gods would not have died in Guzhuo City.
Everyone was chatting and laughing as they arrived in front of the fierce god's fighting arena.
At this time, thousands of fierce gods have gathered in this arena.
At this time, Motuo was standing in the center of the fighting arena, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.
And after seeing Ling Tian and the Saint arriving together, Motuo's face became even more gloomy.
Unexpectedly, Ling Tian really dared to come, and the saint actually went to pick him up in person.
Why would the Saint be so interested in such a deity who has just entered the Holy Mountain for a month?
Thinking of this, Motuo couldn't help clenching his fists, and his heart was extremely angry.
Dark evil energy burst out from all over his body, and above his head, four heads and eight arms soared into the sky.
He already couldn't wait!
"Ling Tian, come up and die!"
Mo Tuo pointed his finger at the sky and roared angrily.
"Medog, kill him!"
"Foreign bloodline is not worthy of appearing in the Holy Mountain!"
Along with Medog's roar, the fierce gods watching the battle around the arena also started making noises.
Obviously, except for the Holy Maiden who treats Ling Tian well, most of the other fierce gods still think that Ling Tian is an outsider and is still competing with them for resources on the Holy Mountain. Naturally, they are extremely repulsive.
"Haha, you don't really want to risk your life with me, do you?"
Ling Tian smiled coldly, and then he flashed and arrived in the middle of the fighting arena.
Facing the menacing Medog, there was no fear on Ling Tian's face.
"Why, are you scared?"
Motu snorted coldly.
"No, I'm not afraid, I don't want to kill you."
But Ling Tian shook his head.
"What?"
But after hearing this, Motuo's face instantly darkened. How dare Ling Tian dare to speak harshly in this arena!?
"You die!"
Motuo couldn't bear it any longer. Above his head, the huge fierce god Dharma also roared and shot down towards Ling Tian!
Motuo didn't use any magical powers at this time. It could be seen that it was just a test.
At least in Motuo's own opinion, Ling Tian would not be able to bear any of his casual attacks.
How much combat power does a fake evil god have?
However, Ling Tian shook his head, his shoulders immediately shook, and he directly used his All Forms Fierce Destruction.
The next moment, the same fierce god Faxiang with four heads and eight arms appeared on the battlefield.
Immediately, he punched out.
boom!
In an instant, the two fierce gods shook together, but amid the explosion, they both retreated at the same time.
This first confrontation turned out to be evenly matched?
"A tie?"
The gods who were watching the battle couldn't help but frown.
