Chapter 29 The Fate of the Heavenly Gate, the Excalibur of Creation
Seeing the unbearable mess in front of her, Ye Qing was dumbfounded and shocked both physically and mentally. But Ling Tian, feeling the familiar power spreading from the sword, narrowed his eyes slightly and remained calm.
Xiao Yu walked up to Ling Tian with a smile on her face and an elegant smile, "I wonder if this is the sword that the young master is looking for?"
Ling Tian's red eyes were deep and sharp, and his red hair was floating, "It's it." After saying this, he kicked his legs out, jumped a few meters, and then his slender body flew down.
Because the pit was huge and vast, he flew down and landed on the middle of the pit, causing earth and mud to fly everywhere in an instant.
He slid along the edge of the pit for a few seconds and then kicked his legs again. His body flew out again, then flipped several times in the air before settling on the bottom of the pit.
Seeing this, Ye Qing looked at Xiao Yu with great interest, "Where did that sword come from? Are all the potholes here caused by this sword?"
Xiao Yu looked at Ling Tian at the bottom of the pit with deep eyes, "No comment."
Hearing this, Ye Qing crossed her arms, bit her tongue and said, "Hey!"
Ling Tian stood in front of the clay sword, and the power spreading from the clay sword became stronger and stronger, as if he was rejoicing for his arrival.
After watching it intently for several times, he stepped forward and held the clay sword in his hand.
The golden profound energy in his sea of qi entwined around the arm holding his sword, and poured into the mud sword crazily.
Some cracks immediately appeared in the thick mud layer on the sword body, and then he felt the sea of qi rolling inside his body, and a powerful and arrogant force burst out in his churning sea of qi, causing his whole body to tremble in pain.
He frowned, and because of the pain all over his body, he wanted to let go of the long sword in his hand, but his hand seemed to be glued to the sword and remained motionless.
Dazzling golden light burst out from the cracks in the thick mud on the sword, instantly covering his vision. Then his eyes flashed, and he was dizzy for a while before he was in a different place.
Here the golden aura is permeated, the profound energy is strong, and the sky shines brightly.
Several dazzling golden light pillars shot out from the golden clouds and spread straight across the earth.
Suddenly, a giant sword with golden light reaching from the sky to the ground flashed in front of his eyes. The sword body was covered in golden light, radiant and ethereal.
After that, an angel as tall as the sword appeared in front of the sword in an instant.
The angel was wearing a golden battle armor and a golden helmet, his eyes were shining with dazzling golden light, the eight snow-white wings on his back were slowly spreading, and white feathers were flying all over the sky.
Ling Tian saw the huge angel in front of him, his face solemn, "Who are you? What on earth is this place?"
The angel's loud and shocking words echoed through the sky, "I am the God of Creation, the sword spirit of this sword, and this is the sea of Qi in your body."
Ling Tian's red eyes narrowed slightly, his expression stern, "Why are you here?"
The angel's voice was solemn when he heard the words, "Heaven's destiny, you are a descendant, you have heavy responsibilities, I will assist you."
After hearing what was said, Ling Tian was confused and asked, "What do you mean by this? What fate? What responsibility? I know nothing."
The angel spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, "Everything is fate. I have been waiting for you here for a long time. My mission is to be the sword in your hand, to cut off the darkness and severely damage the future."
After hearing this, Ling Tian raised his hand and grabbed the red hair in front of his eyes, his face gloomy, "So what exactly is my mission?"
The angel raised his right hand, and a bright sword seal instantly appeared in the sky, "It turns out to be your fate, and you will eventually understand. This sword is called the Creation Sword, and will fight with you together."
"The Seal of Divine Judgment." The angel continued.
Bright and dazzling golden light flashed out from the angel's huge body, and the surrounding ground suddenly began to tremble violently.
Ling Tian's eyes flashed again and he returned to reality. At this moment, his whole body was shining with golden light, and the thick mud on the sword was full of cracks.
In an instant, a powerful golden wave of energy erupted from the clay sword's body.
The turbulent waves of energy hit the edges of the surrounding pits, causing the earth to shake. The long sword in Ling Tian's hand had completely changed its appearance at this moment.
The hilt of the sword is golden, and the sword is shining with golden light. The sword energy is floating around the long sword, and its edge is bone-piercing.
An engraving overflowing with golden light gradually appeared on the back of his right hand holding the sword and extended to his shoulder. A stabbing pain like a needle pricked from his right arm to the nerves in his brain. He gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain.
A mighty and bright golden light beam shot up from Ling Tian and the golden sword. It cut through the sky and went straight into the sky with majestic momentum.
Ye Qing and Xiao Yu saw the light beams spurting up from the bottom of the pit and stepped back several steps. Their momentum was so shocking that they were dumbfounded.
Most people from the Protoss, Human, and Sub-tribes witnessed this grand scene at this moment. Some people sighed, some were excited, some were afraid, some were wary, and some took it for granted!
Bei Gong Nanming saw the beam of light spewing upward outside the Seven Temples, and a perfect arc was drawn at the corner of his lips, "It seems that everything is as the God of Destiny said, and it's time! There is no need to be afraid of this battle.
!" At the end of his words, he clenched his fists and looked determined.
Mu Ling, who was quietly standing behind the door, looked sad after hearing his words, and secretly made an unswerving determination in her heart...
The stunning Yan Qianxueqian stood in front of the pavilion, with her golden hair flying. She looked at the pillar with a complicated expression, "Whether it's good or bad, I will always be by your side!"
Pluto and several other gods gathered at a table, and they all spoke sternly when they saw this strange scene.
Zhuang Han looked tense, "It looks like something big is going to happen!"
Long Jie lay on her side on the Feitian sofa and felt the sharp sword energy of the Creation Sword. Her beautiful face was excited and expectant, "Creation has reappeared. It seems that the wheel of fate has begun. It's really exciting to wait and see!"
Gui Zhong, who was standing next to him, had a gloomy face, his fists clenched, and a cold light flashing in his eyes.
........
After a while, the beam of light dissipated, and Ling Tian had pulled out the Divine Sword of Creation that was stuck on the ground.
He glanced at the golden sword body, which could be described as powerful and full of sword intent.
He subconsciously raised his left hand, and a golden sword scabbard appeared in the light. He rotated the Divine Sword of Creation several times and inserted it into the scabbard. Then he jumped up and used the mud inside the pit to kick his legs a few times.
After this, he jumped out of the edge of the pit and stood firmly in front of the two people.
Xiao Yu saw that Ling Tian was holding a golden sword and the sword mark on the back of his hand was shining, so he stepped forward and clasped his fists respectfully: "Little girl Xiao Yu, see you, young master!"
Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, his windbreaker encouraged him, "Young Master?"
Ye Qing also agreed, "Yes! You were so scared just now that you called him Young Master!"
Xiao Yu still clasped her fists, respectfully and calmly, "This is the family edict of the little girl's family from top to bottom. Only the descendants of the Tianmen Sect Master in the world can awaken this sword, that is, the young master who our family flatters and serves."
Ling Tian felt his head twisting when he heard the words, Tianmen? What a familiar but empty word, what connection does it have with him?
Ling Tian stepped forward and held Xiao Yu's clasped fist with his slender left hand, put it down, and said in a calm tone, "Young lady, you are serious. I am not the young master you said. I have lost my memory, and many things are unclear."
Xiao Yu's long blue hair was fluttering in the wind, and she felt Ling Tian's warm palms. Her pretty face turned red and her eyelashes trembled slightly, "Amnesia...amnesia!"
Ling Tian let go of her hand, turned around and looked up to the sky and sighed, "The so-called fate is just a shackles on us. I don't know what it means to me, but I think it is a heavy destiny. I hope you will not be shackles.
Bound, I don’t want you to call me Young Master either.”
Xiao Yu was shocked when she heard this, then she smiled and apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't know that the young master has such an extraordinary plot and unworldly character. I just said it lightly. The young master can call me Xiao Yu."
Ling Tian turned around and whispered, "Ling Tian."
The two looked at each other, the breeze was blowing, their clothes were fluttering,
Ye Qingjiao walked up to Ling Tian, slapped him on the back, and said angrily, "Get the things and leave as soon as possible. I don't want to stay here for another second!"
Hearing this, Ling Tian asked Xiao Yu to lead the way, and several people's figures flashed, leaping left and right in the messy place.
The characters have something to say, a small plot?
[Archangel: "The fate of Tianmen will protect you by your side. I will smile for you and tremble in arms."
Renault: "My brother! I came to the construction site early in the morning and didn't even eat breakfast. If you give me breakfast, I will smile for you!"
Archangel: "Go away! I believe you, you dirty old man is very bad!"