Lin Ting has been an immortal for more than two thousand years, and his current strength is comparable to that of a loose immortal who has survived five thunder tribulations of loose immortals. His realm is much higher than that of Ling Tian at this time. In his mind, he wants to see through Ling Tian.

Tian's cultivation level and whether the spiritual energy was exhausted was still very easy. However, Ling Tian continued to fight, which made him a little doubtful. Thinking of Ling Yun's strangeness, he doubted his own judgment even more.

"We have been with Ling Yun for more than a thousand years and have never seen through him. In the end, he survived the siege of countless masters such as Shangguan Longyin. This is absolutely impossible in the eyes of outsiders." Thinking of this past event, Lin Lei

His face was as gloomy as water: "We can't judge the son he taught with common sense. Maybe there is something special about him!"

"Humph, even if there is something strange about him, he is still a human being after all." Lin Ting snorted coldly. He glanced at his own people, his eyes full of evil: "At this time, we still have one or two thousand disciples who have not taken action, so I will

If I don’t believe that Ling Tian can still hold on, hey, the seal consumes a lot of mental power, so I don’t believe that he can defeat it.”

Without doubting Lin Ting's words, Lin Lei nodded, a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "Hmph, it doesn't matter if our Thunder Pavilion loses face today, as long as Lingxiao Pavilion is destroyed, everything will be worth it. With the performance of my Thunder Pavilion,

Du, as long as we are given another few thousand years, we will definitely be able to develop to the point where we are on par with Wan Jian Ya. By then, I wonder who will dare to look down on us, and who will still remember today's humiliation."

Hearing this, Lin Ting's gloomy face relaxed a lot. He looked at Lin Ming: "Brother, let Ming'er and the others take action later. Ming'er has a special magical weapon, and he is not afraid of Soul Song suppressing it."

"Wait a little longer until Ling Tian consumes more." Lin Lei pondered, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "The longer the time goes on, the more confident Ming'er will be. I don't believe Ling Tian can do anything to Ming'er."

In the arena, the challenge continued, Ling Tian worked tirelessly to seal and search for the disciples of Thunder Pavilion.

Although a single disciple of the Thunder Pavilion did not carry many precious resources and spiritual stones, the total amount was a shocking number. Looking at the treasures in hand, Ling Tian became even more motivated.

Time passed, and two days passed. Ling Tian had sped up a little in the past two days. At this time, there were only a thousand Thunder Pavilion disciples in the arena who had not yet entered the battle. However, most of these thousand people were in the Fusion stage. Think about it one by one.

I'm afraid it will be much more difficult to seal it than before.

"Ling Tian, ​​the remaining ones are all elites now, you have to keep working hard." Po Qiong encouraged.

"Don't worry, it's not without gains from using the Divine Forbidden without stopping these days. I have a deeper understanding of the Divine Forbidden." A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Tian's lips. He was in a good mood: "And my mental cultivation seems to be

There are also signs of breakthrough, and I feel that the Mahayana period is not far away from me."

"You boy, the Mahayana period is a big bottleneck. It is difficult for ordinary monks to break through it for hundreds or thousands of years. This is why the younger generation is trapped in the Great Perfection of Unity." Po Qiong chuckled and looked at Ling Tian, ​​who was slightly stunned.

With a look on his face, he explained: "Actually, this is just the phenomenon of your human body breaking through the limit. If you persist for so long and cross this limit, you will make great progress, which is more precious than your breakthrough to the Mahayana stage.

many."

Although he didn't quite understand, Ling Tian knew that his current state was very relaxed, even much better than when he first started the game. He vaguely knew that this was the state that Po Qiong was talking about.

The battle was still going on. Even though the remaining opponents were a little higher in cultivation, Ling Tian didn't care. He showed a little bit of his strength and was able to seal it easily.

There were fewer and fewer disciples from the Thunder Pavilion who had not taken action on the stage. Another day later, there were still only a few hundred monks on the stage. Ling Tian looked at the several monks who had merged into Dzogchen on the stage and said provocatively: "

You people have seen enough, right? Let your junior brothers and sisters take action, and you won’t be afraid of others’ ridicule even if you just watch?”

Hearing this, a dozen Dzogchen monks, including Lin Ming, blushed with shame, but they had also seen Ling Tian's perversion, and for a while they had no intention of taking action.

"What are you afraid of? Ling Tian is so anxious to irritate us, he must have reached his limit." Lin Ming's face was gloomy, and he pointed at a person: "Go, even if you can't defeat him, try to consume him as much as possible. I don't believe he can still persist.

.”

Hearing this, the man hesitated for a moment, but still came out of the crowd. As soon as he came up, he sacrificed a flying sword of the eighth grade spiritual weapon. He was extremely skilled in the art of sword control, and filled with rich domain power.

The power was astonishing, even repelling Ling Tian's attacks several times.

"Tsk, tsk, this kid is pretty good. His sword-wielding skills and control of the power of the domain are very exquisite." Po Qiong looked critical. After Ling Tian accidentally scratched a bit of his clothes with the sword energy, he joked.

: "Ling Tian, ​​your body skills are not as good as before, and your ability to deal with swords is also much worse now. I think back then, not many people dared to use swords against you."

"This kid's swordsmanship is not comparable to that of ordinary people." Ling Tian said angrily, but after hearing the second half of Po Qiong's sentence, he laughed and said: "That's right, after so many years, I have actually forgotten some of the skills I used to deal with Feijian.

It’s a small trick.”

Thinking like this, Ling Tian's phantom god's phantom body technique was deployed, and he barely dodged the flying sword that was coming directly. The moment he dodged, his finger popped out, and a golden 'swastika' word roared out -

-The swastika calamity refers to the expression of the word "swastika".

Just hearing a whine of a sword, the flying sword trembled as if it had been hit hard, and for a moment all the sword energy in the body was dispersed.

The Flying Sword is a natal elixir. The monk's Flying Sword was severely damaged. His mind was suddenly disturbed and he was lost for a moment.

During this period of time, Ling Tian did not stop, he leaned forward, and continued to strike out with his swastika fingers. With just one blow, the man flew away. Only after flying dozens of feet did the man stop.

It was just a big wound on his chest, and he fainted after a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Tch, I'm pretty good at controlling swords, but my physical body is too weak. I fainted after just one blow." Ling Tian spat lightly. As he spoke, he came to the man's side. After completing the Conferral of Gods, he would continue again.

I started searching. After a while, he smiled and said: "Tsk, but this person's collection is not bad, but there are several treasures of the seventh grade spiritual weapon. Now it's a fortune. By the way, it's your turn, I guess yours

There must be more treasures.”

The people who were named were extremely angry. One of them held a sledgehammer and came forward fiercely.

"Ling Tian, ​​this kid must be mad at you. He dares to fight with you with weapons." Po Qiong sneered and sneered: "Stop wasting your time. You Ye has already become impatient after such a long time. You said you are too.

, as long as You Ye shows up, there will be so much trouble, I'm afraid not many of these people can resist You Ye."

Smiling slightly, Ling Tian ignored Po Qiong's thoughts. With a thought in his heart, he sacrificed the Youye Heavy Halberd, and then waved the heavy halberd to meet him. Hearing the sound of gold and stone clashing, Ling Tian stood up with the halberd.

, and the disciple holding the sledgehammer turned back.

There were bursts of clicking sounds, and the sledgehammer shattered into pieces. The man's sternum was also injured by the fragments of the hammer, and he fainted immediately.

Seeing this, the onlookers were all stunned. They didn't expect that the winner could be determined with just one blow.

The monk holding a sledgehammer is also famous in the world of cultivation. Countless souls have died under a sledgehammer. This manpower is infinite, and the sledgehammer is extremely heavy. It is an eighth-level spiritual weapon, but he can't help but Lingtian's heavy halberd.

one strike.

"Haha, what is the eighth-grade spiritual weapon? It is said that Ling Tian's heavy halberd is at the level of a divine weapon." A demon monk laughed loudly. He knew the origin of the heavy halberd and said: "The birth of this heavy halberd was a sensation back then.

I killed countless seniors of the Demon Clan, but it was obtained by Ling Tian. Tsk tsk, the divine weapon is indeed a divine weapon."

Hearing this, everyone understood. Knowing the material of the artifact, they also knew the horror of the artifact. If Ling Tian was strong enough, he could easily crush the artifact with a heavy halberd, not to mention that the sledgehammer was only a spiritual weapon.

The product exists.

Although the man's natal elixir was shattered and passed out, Ling Tian showed no mercy and still sealed it, and then confiscated all his storage rings.

"Brother, Ling Tian's behavior is a bit strange." Lin Ting looked at the monk who was knocked unconscious by the heavy halberd with a sullen face, and there was a hint of worry in his tone: "Yan Peng has fainted and lost his fighting ability, but why did Ling Tian

We still want to seal it. Is there something strange about this seal? Even we can’t break it?"

"I also looked at his handprints carefully. It's just a little mysterious, but nothing strange." Lin Lei shook his head, but thinking of Ling Yun's unusualness, he looked slightly worried: "Let the people in the pavilion who are proficient in formation restrictions try it.

Let’s see if we can break those seals.”

Hearing this, Lin Ting hurriedly sent a message with his spiritual consciousness. Immediately, a Dzogchen monk came towards the sealed disciples. He carefully felt the seal cast by Ling Tian, ​​and then tried to dissolve it. After a moment, he shook his head and said

The voice said: "I'm telling the Pavilion Master that these formation restrictions are quite mysterious and cannot be unlocked by the disciple's abilities."

Hearing this, Lin Lei's expressions became much gloomier, but thinking that he was proficient in formation restraints, he murmured: "We are proficient in all Ling Yun's restraint techniques, and we have gained a deeper understanding of formations over the years. I don't believe there is anything

We can't break the seal, not to mention that the one who cast the seal is just a young monk in the integration stage."

Unable to go to the ring to test it out, and because of their confidence in their own formations, Lin Lei and the others did not realize that Ling Tian's Divine Conferment Ban had already crippled all the younger generations of their Thunder Pavilion.

Seeing the power of Ling Tian's heavy halberd, the monks in the Thunder Pavilion were all horrified, but they could not admit defeat. They had no choice but to go up and use Taoist skills to snipe Ling Tian from a distance.

However, Ling Tian was extremely proficient in the heavy halberd technique, and with the power of the divine weapon, he could easily smash those Taoist techniques and flying swords into pieces. He unleashed his ghostly body techniques, and those who were against him were unable to escape.
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