As Ling Tian's words fell, the Heavenly Saint immediately fled away, keeping an extremely safe distance, and at the same time, the aura on his body.
At this moment, Saint Tiancang no longer had the arrogant and aloof expression he had before. His complicated eyes were projected on Ling Tian, showing fear.
"Who are you!" The Heavenly Saint roared angrily, but he did not dare to act rashly.
With a few moves, he wiped out thousands of people, and these people were all extremely powerful men who participated in the conquest.
Although they have not recovered their full strength, they are not easily killed by a Soul Moving Realm monk. Moreover, they are still the result of instant kill.
Anyone who looked at it would feel a heavy shadow cast over their heart, filled with fear.
This kind of intimidation is not like a little half-demon, but like the rebirth of the Dragon Ancestor back then. Using only the original divine blood, he made everyone irreversible and the scene reappeared.
The anger and fear of the Heavenly Saint continued to spread in his heart and could not be calmed down for a long time.
Ling Tian glanced at him coldly, the look of disdain in his eyes clearly visible.
And the blood-colored dragon shadow holding up Ling Tian seems to have spiritual consciousness, and its beastly eyes are only staring at the Cang Cang Saint from a distance, full of sarcasm, as if to say, he is not worthy!
He doesn't deserve to know the identity of Ling Tian who is standing on the head of a dragon.
The Saint of Heaven frowned, and his body suddenly trembled. An aura locked him, and a strong sense of surrender arose spontaneously, making people shudder.
What happened when the original divine blood entered the body!
"No, no, why are you breaking through again!"
Suddenly, a breath seemed to break through the shackles, and the Celestial Saint opened his eyes wide with a look of disbelief.
On top of the dragon head, Ling Tian's whole body emitted streaks of blood-colored light, his aura rising steadily. After a moment, the blood color dissipated, and the radiance of his scales dispersed, erupting into an even more terrifying golden light, as if the body was made of gold, hazy and ethereal, as if
Gods come to the world and people dare not look directly at them.
This aura spread out and spread over the abyss. Although the Heavenly Cang Saint was far away from Ling Tian, he was suppressed within it.
"Spiritual world! It's actually the spiritual world!"
The Heavenly Saint trembled in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face.
It was impossible for him to sense it wrong. The release of this kind of breath gave the spiritual energy diffused between heaven and earth a special attribute, imprisoning people in it, and constantly enduring unimaginable pressure.
In other words, the person in front of me has broken through three realms in a row, and even the last one requires understanding the laws of heaven and earth and controlling the essence of the attributes and true energy. It is the most difficult realm to break through, the spiritual realm!
The Saint of Heaven was once a genius monster who stood at the top of the mountain and looked down upon all the heroes. Breaking through the realm was as easy as eating and drinking.
But there was a huge difference in strength, and the opponent actually broke through one after another at the last moment. He was once again shocked and speechless.
call!
Ling Tian let out a long sigh of relief. The golden light on his body had dissipated. There was a crackling sound in his body. His bones were constantly changing. He actually lost his alienated body and returned to his original appearance. However, his pupils were still golden vertical pupils. His eyes were full of divine light, revealing the sky and the earth.
Unparalleled dominance.
The original appearance was revealed, and only then did the Heavenly Saint see clearly what the other party looked like.
Young, handsome, and unparalleled.
In comparison, Xue Tuyou's face was equally arrogant, but it was indescribably sinister, not even one ten thousandth of his temperament.
Roar! Roar!
As the dragon roared, Ling Tian's raging aura reached its peak. At this moment, facing a super strong man, he had an invincible aura.
Saint Tiancang narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling Tian. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of an almost unsolvable possibility.
"Don't tell me you not only have the bloodline of the Dragon Ancestor, but also a direct inheritance!"
In the heart of Saint Tiancang, the half-demon body has very little blood, but if it is inherited by the direct descendants of the Dragon Ancestor, then having the ancestral soul is another situation.
These descendants will at some point receive the protection of their powerful ancestors, and by chance, they will take advantage of their inheritance.
Right now, the original divine blood of the Dragon Ancestor is such a thing of inheritance.
The Heavenly Sage is extremely certain of his guess.
Hearing this, Ling Tian smiled sarcastically, shook his head slowly, and sneered: "That's all you know?"
After saying that, he snapped his fingers and the dragon shadow at his feet roared majestically.
He continued: "Ancestor Long appears now and wants to call me 'Your Majesty'!"
"You little beast, you are so arrogant. I think you are looking for death!"
The Heavenly Cang Saint was startled, and then became furious. They had been suppressed here by the Dragon Ancestor for thousands of years, and had suffered so much. The younger generation of ants actually dared to have the arrogance to be superior to the Dragon Ancestor. They were stepping on their heads and ridiculing them.
It is unbearable!
Saint Tiancang turned his hands, and a seal condensed in his palm. Then, a cold light penetrated the void like lightning and flew towards Ling Tian's throat.
laugh!
The next moment, the dharma seal in the air suddenly transformed into a shape, and a solid-like trident with silver light appeared between the two people. It cut through the sky and carried the billowing air current, like a divine dragon wagging its tail, and reached Lingtian's throat in an instant.
Keng!
Suddenly, the trident stopped in mid-air. An inch in front of Ling Tian, a long black stone sword flew out, enveloping a stream of blood to form a sword curtain, blocking the progress of the trident.
The next moment, the blood curtain exploded, and the trident with flashing silver light was instantly turned into nothingness when encountering this overbearing power. The power of the seal also annihilated the nothingness, and the Saint of Heaven was easily blocked in front of him with a single blow.
"you...!"
The eyes of the Heavenly Cang Saint were huge. He took action personally, but his power was unable to harm the opponent at all.
This kind of power doesn't look like something you can possess just after breaking through to the spiritual realm.
Saint Tian Cang's heart went back and forth a thousand times, and he gritted his teeth and did not know why such a situation had occurred.
But now that the matter has come to this, he can't hold back, otherwise he doesn't know what terrible consequences will occur.
"A thousand-edged sword!"
The Heavenly Saint shouted angrily, and used his hands to frantically twist the magic formula.
I saw that the red hair that originally belonged to Xue Tuyou was fluttering in the wind, and the trembling body exploded with a steady stream of power. Following this, all the blood-colored hair faded away and turned into snow-white. It was obvious that unimaginable methods were used in the murderous intention.
The secret technique.
Saint Tiancang is also gritting his teeth at this moment. Due to the restriction of his confinement, his strength can only be restored to the peak of the ninth level of the spiritual world in the ancient ruins. However, the skills he has learned are superior to those in the lower world and are extremely powerful at the god level.
Kung Fu.
Using more terrifying power, the physical body cannot support it, and now it can only exert one percent of its power. Even so, it will cause great backlash to this new body.
He hates that he has not returned to his peak, but has encountered such a dangerous situation. Unless he kills the bastard who ruined his ten thousand year plan, he will not be able to calm down his anger, and his Taoist heart will be damaged!
In the sky, countless streaks of sharp sword energy condensed out.
The realm of swordsmanship of the Heavenly Cang Saint has reached a terrifying level. He has no sword in his hand, but the world of heaven and earth is filled with thousands of sword energies.
Thousands of calamity blades, the energy is like a sword, coming in all directions, slashing towards the only person in the field.