That lightning strike was ten feet wide and one hundred feet long. It fell from the clouds and roared like a wild dragon, tearing everything apart.
And the rising resentment turned into a hurricane that soared into the sky, like a giant snake coiling a dragon, wrapping around a thunder pillar, unwilling to be outdone.
Bang!
A thunderstorm suddenly sounded, and resentment crazily squeezed the thunder pillar. Under the entanglement, the two forces competed. The resentment dispersed the lightning strike, and powerful pressure spread out, making people fearful.
The lightning strike was like a punishment from heaven, but the resentment in the mountain of corpses and sea of bones soared to the sky, and they refused to give in and clamored for resistance.
In an instant, a majestic force lifted Ling Tian and continued to soar upwards. With his body, he carried great aspirations and broke through the sky.
If the sky wants to destroy me, I will break through the sky!
A majestic and heaven-shattering momentum surged out majestically.
Rumble!
The thunder clouds became thicker under the impact of resentment, and lightning flashed through the clouds, like dancing silver snakes, constantly flowing and accumulating strength.
Above, Haixingyuan on the platform looked extremely gloomy.
The lightning strike that mobilized the sect's formation not only failed to kill Ling Tian, but also aroused a surge of resentment. At this time, seeing Ling Tian wrapped in black energy, his eyes were filled with hatred.
The Huangtian Pavilion disciples also looked horrified. Is this really a human being? Under the thunder method, how can human power compete with the sky!
The second lightning strike fell again!
At this time, Ling Tian was lifted up by resentment. Thick black energy continued to rise around his body, and streams of pure power poured into his body.
Ling Tian felt that his body was completely stretched, and resentment poured in. Under the purification of the power of the stars in his body, it turned into streams of pure Qi and melted into the Dan Mansion.
When breathing, the meridians continue to expand, and this majestic force seems to burst the body.
In an instant, a punch came out.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of gas explosions sounded wildly, and Ling Tian flew into the thunder pillar. His small body was in sharp contrast to the huge thunder cloud, like a moth flying into a flame.
"We'll kill him this time!"
The Huangtian Pavilion disciple gritted his teeth and secretly said.
Haixingyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He must be killed under the lightning strike!
Bang!
But the scene before them made them look horrified.
Ling Tian's punch actually shattered the thunder cloud, and a trace of Yuan Jing exuding the power of sinister thunder sank into Ling Tian's body.
It is the eye of the Lei Yuan Demon Breaking Array!
He was shouting crazily and ecstatically in his heart: "Yin Lei True Spirit! True Spirit!"
In an instant, the small vortex in the Dan Mansion began to automatically refine the swallowed true spirit. Ling Tian's true energy recovered crazily, and his power surged infinitely.
Blessed by the true spirit, wrapped in resentment.
At this moment, Ling Tian's cultivation level has improved crazily. He has reached the peak of the second level of Ming Soul Realm and is one step away from breaking through!
Standing in the air, looking at the people on the platform, he smiled coldly, and with sword energy in full swing, he killed them instantly.
"No! He's coming to kill him. Come on!"
Hai Xingyuan's mind sank and he immediately felt something was wrong.
He had never seen the changes before him, let alone the terrifying power that swept over Ling Tian, which made people breathless.
He didn't dare to be careless.
On the side, under his command, more than 20 people went up to kill him. With their palms of wind, fists and sword energy, they all greeted Ling Tian in the direction from which he was galloping.
Bang bang bang!
A series of explosions continued, and the Qi Jin of the Huangtian Pavilion disciples arrived at one place almost at the same time. In the air, an afterimage was seen passing by. Ling Tian dodged a few times, completely avoiding the Qi Jin, and landed on the platform.
"Missed! This is impossible!"
Everyone was shocked, and even missed a single blow!
But Ling Tian's sword light had already struck, and the wind it brought was much more powerful than their combined attack.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant, the sword energy was lowered, and several Huangtian Pavilion disciples were knocked away. Looking again, they saw deep sword marks on their bodies, blood flowing profusely, and their entire bodies had no breath.
But in the blink of an eye, four Mingpo Realm disciples died.
But before they could react, Ling Tian's energy continued to explode, with the long sword thrusting and thrusting in a flowing motion. These disciples had no time to resist, and their lives were harvested again.
Three more people died.
At this time, Haixingyuan's eyes were red and flashing madly.
"Water Clouds and Waves Palm!"
boom!
His body moved, and his fists were covered with faint blue light. His energy continued to accumulate as his palms turned, rising in waves.
After a few breaths, the six dharma seals were formed, and a heavenly force surged out like a giant wave, threatening to crush Ling Tian.
"Thick soil and solid rock!"
Countless power poured into the body from the earth, and the strong sword wind blocked everything.
The palm wind, like a huge wave, hit the sword curtain and scattered in all directions.
The next second, Ling Tian's figure suddenly disappeared, turning into an afterimage and flying in front of Haixingyuan.
Stab out with a sword!
Suddenly, Haixingyuan's face changed drastically. He bit the tip of his tongue and a mouthful of blood spurted out, forming a blood mist.
"Shadowless Escape!"
The next second, the whole person disappeared in front of Ling Tian, leaving only the smelly blood filling the air, emitting an unbearable odor.
"Secret Technique!"
Ling Tian was startled and immediately realized what was happening.
Secret techniques are different from martial arts. They require qualifications and understanding beyond ordinary people. They are more difficult to practice and consume a lot of money. Some even cost blood essence or realm. They are usually life-saving moves for monks in desperate moments.
In front of his eyes, Haixingyuan disappeared strangely, apparently using a secret technique.
The remaining dozen Huangtian Pavilion disciples who were fighting desperately lost their fighting spirit when they saw their senior brother disappear, and fled away one by one.
After a few dodgers, Ling Tian chased after him, and the remaining few people died instantly under the sword.
In the end, the person with the highest cultivation level among the group of people was spared his life.
"What are you doing here?"
Ling Tian held his sword, pointed at the Huangtian Pavilion disciple and said coldly.
The highest level of cultivation means that you have outstanding talent, you are more valued in the sect, and you know more than others.
"I... let's use the dragon bone stone here to absorb the luck and calm the abnormal movement of the sect's formation."
The disciple said tremblingly, his eyes full of despair.
The eldest brother escaped before the battle, leaving them in danger and unable to escape.
"The sect formation, what is that?"
Ling Tian's thoughts changed rapidly.
That yellow gas should be the luck absorbed by the dragon bone stone, and what connection does it have with the Huangtian Pavilion sect's formation.
"Most of the sects in the world are dependent on the upper realm, and they all have a great demon-killing formation. This formation was set up by the upper realm to suppress the peerless demon in the Xuantian Domain. Huangtian Pavilion is also one of the guardians... The demon absorbs the luck of the dragon vein,
It will regain its strength, and we need to send people to extract the luck regularly to suppress it. We are here for this..."
This Huangtian Pavilion disciple obviously knows a lot of secrets.
Demon-killing formation, demon?
All of this refers to Long Daohuang!
Thinking of this, Ling Tian frowned slightly and had a guess in his mind.
"Then why are these ten thousand demon corpses in the gate of Huangtian Pavilion? Could it be said that you killed the demon clan?"
Ling Tian said coldly.
Huangtian Pavilion controls the Chenghai Monster Realm, where the last monster tribe remains. There must be a connection between the two.
"Master Huangtian Pavilion participated in the battle to exterminate demons and killed all the demon clan, but also suffered heavy losses. This is not only the old site of the mountain gate, but also the battlefield of that year. Therefore, we moved our location to the East China Sea."
Huangtian Pavilion disciple said tremblingly.
"The demon-killing formation is here?"
Ling Tian asked.
"No...no, the formation is in the sect's forbidden area. This is land, so it can absorb luck. It's just a corner of the formation."
Seeing that Ling Tian stopped asking questions and fell into deep thought, the Huangtian Pavilion disciples quickly begged for mercy, "Please let me go. We just came to the old site to learn martial arts. We didn't do anything else. It was all arranged by senior brother."
After pondering for a moment, Ling Tian grasped the key point, "Understanding martial arts? Where can I gain enlightenment?"
"Shanmen West Hall."
Huangtian Pavilion disciples speak truthfully.
"Thank you."
Ling Tian said calmly.
The sword fell from his hand without pain, and his life ended with one sword.
After looting this group of people, eight thousand high-grade spiritual stones, four high-grade spiritual weapons, and miscellaneous elixirs were not bad.
After finishing everything, Ling Tian looked at the mountain of corpses with firm eyes.
"People from the upper world are coming to slaughter you here. I will avenge you!"
Ling Tian said in a ferocious voice, and after that, he rushed straight to the west hall.
At this time, there are mountains and forests in the distance.
Haixingyuan is full of embarrassment, with a ferocious face.
"Don't let me know who you and the forces behind you are! However, only I can open this secret realm of the mountain gate, so you can die here!"
He looked at the distant peak, his eyes flashing with malice, his spiritual consciousness moved, and the jade plaque in his hand glowed with gleaming light, and the inscriptions kept flashing.
After a few breaths, a light gate was formed. After Hai Xingyuan stepped in, his figure disappeared.
In the west hall, Ling Tian looked at the martial arts rubbings in front of him, and his heart was shocked.