Chapter 125 The Creation of the World and the Recognition of the Lord, Angel Appears
The strongest man in the world, the emperor, cultivated the Tianmen god sword to the sixth floor, has become popular, and the Tianmen Shenjian has a total of nine floors. Xiao Lingzi has just reached the first floor now.
The son can have a little bit of a little bit on the Tianmen Divine Sword.
Of course, the higher the number of layers, the better in the future to deal with the magic gods.
"boom!"
The light shot of the sky stitching each other, sounding a sound of thunder.
The strong wind emerged, the air wave rolled, and the wild waves that drove the rush hit the surrounding stone walls like a giant phenomenon, making the entire cave shaking again.
Between the pilleration, the all -in -one swords pierced the green thorn and shot the python magnificent. The python howling was howling, and a dark green mysterious barrier appeared in front of its strong body.
The sword spirit disappears, and the dizzying sword turns into the light of different colors, dragging the gorgeous light tail, like a meteor that runs through Changhong.
Between the gods of all parties, they rushed to the front of the python and bypass the front of the python with an amazing track.
Wan Jian scattered, surrounded by the python's strong body, and trapped it in a sword circle lingering from Wan Jian.
The dense sword suddenly stopped in the air, and arranged the disorder of the sword from the bottom up.
I saw the light between the swords, and a colorful pillar -shaped Tianluo Diwang remitted it. The gorgeous sword net is meticulous like a strict spider web. It is tough.
Ling Tian's intention was not to use the tens of thousands of gods and pythons, but to temporarily limit the python.
The python's unexpected offensive did not come. Instead, it trapped it in a large circle, and a kind of teasing anger was filled with the body and mind.
It sent a crazy sword net with a strong body with a strong body. The entire sword net also shocked because of a strong impact.
Ling Tian took the opportunity to condense, lifted his right arm, and inserted the creation of the stone surface of the stone surface.
"Sword."
With a low voice, a strong golden air wave suddenly broke out of the creation of the god sword, and the surrounding waves striked the surroundings.
The god sword rose to the ground, and the sword was glowing with the bright golden mang, dragging a light tail, and a fierce air waves, flying to Ling Tian's side like a long dragon.
This is not the past, Ling Tian has awakened the Eight -wing Sword Print at this moment, becoming the real controller of the Tianmen Shenjian, and the creation god sword of the head of Wan Jian needs to re -recognize the Lord, so that Ling Tian can truly become the god of creation gods.
The new generation of swords.
Ling Tian also knows this, so he will use Jianwang to trap the python and delay time.
Ling Tianhuan's golden pupils turned to the creation god sword next to him, Jin Hui's long hair fluttering, Yinglun's edge revealed the resolute color.
Inheriting his father's legacy and completing the mission of Tianmen is his inconspicuous duty. Even if he wants to wear a bitter and painful trigger, he will not shrink back! In response to the expectations of the father, he will hold this creation god sword.
start.
He suddenly held his right hand on the hilt, and a Jinhui light pattern extended from his wrist to his shoulders.
The mystery of returning to the mountains and the sea rushed from its body, and the monstrous sword air reversed the space.
He stood up in front of his eyes, and Jin Huang's light looked like a flowing water and wandered around the sword body.
"The Spirit of the Creation." A sullen voice was frying.
A huge and unparalleled eight -wing angels suddenly flashed behind Ling Tian. The feathers of the goose white floated in the sky, as if it had a heavy snow.
Like Ling Tian, the Golden Sword was erected in front of the eyes, and the power of tearing the sky allowed all things to surrender.
The sky has been shrouded in golden light. Ling Tian has long hair in the golden curtain, and his posture is upright.
Numerous assembly plates are around him, and its body is like the orb.
Sister Long looked at the huge angels in the sky, and her magnificent face was full of remembrance.
Remember the joyful laughter of the three at that time, remembering the competition at that time, and still remembered the frankness at that time, but now there is only her of the three of the three.
Too many things in the world are not satisfactory and unpredictable, even the god of fate. No one knows what will happen in the future, and what they can do is cherish the present and work hard.
Have you seen it? Mingtian. Your child can already be alone at this moment. He is no longer a former abandoned person, but a real son of destiny.
When Bingyue saw this scene from the unseen, the whole person was set in place like a piece of wood.
The suffocating sword qi and the power of the flooding of the floods made the world throbbing. How amazing this man has? She is looking at a magnificent giant who is watching a powerful world.
The urge to worship.
The sword net is difficult to resist the unique offensive of the python. It broke a large hole from the middle, and the python opened his mouth like a fierce wolf like a fierce wolf.
Ling Tian has completed the recognition of the creation god sword. In this sword, the python will not threaten him too much.
The big angels flickered into the golden light, and the left hand of the strong and sturdy covered the sky came out. The punch of the swallowing breath disrupted the flow rate of the air. A stretch of the wind was stretched, and the python's head was accurately hit.
"Well!"
Along with a roar, the huge body of the python fell into the ground like a giant mountain, and the painful sadness sounded in the mouth.
A long winding golden light ribbon flashed in front of Ling Tian, Ling Tian's eyes were like swords, and the sound was cold.
In the words, the thousands of gods of swords of the sword network suddenly turned into a different color of the colors, and the pythons that stood up on the ground were screwed away.
The python should be frustrated quickly, and a hard barrier is supported outside.
The flowing light is like rain, and the pyramids are constantly passing through the barrier of the python's stronger body, running back and forth. The flowing light is complicated, and the luminis that supports long tails interspersed with each other and staggered, making people look dizzy.
"Type of Type -Distermination."
His figure suddenly shot out, and several virtual shadows suddenly flashed in the air, and they turned into the eyes of golden light to the strong body of the python, like a meteorite falling from the sky.
"..."
Several golden light disappeared instantly, and it was replaced by a few golden sword marks that passed by the python barrier.
Jin Guang's sword marks opened, and a few mighty mysterious blasts shocked from the sword marks, directly shattered the barrier outside the python body.
This python has a strong defense force, and it is difficult for it to defeat it by relying on the sword with no spirit and a few cracking sword marks. Ling Tian does not intend to use this trick to defeat it.
However, the mental fatigue does not allow him to consume it like this, so he decided to try the power of the sixth type of the Sword of Tianmen.
"Sixth Type -One Sword Crussory!"
With Ling Tian's cold sound, the proud of the proud angel raised the giant sword in the right hand.