boom!

boom!

The moment the collision occurred, bursts of smoke erupted from the scene.

Under the smoke.

He even heard Wang Ling say: "Broken!"

A soft hum.

Boom!

A stream of light was also seen, instantly shattering the light curtain and scattering the Sancai Formation.

The three talents dispersed.

Three figures suddenly flew away.

The three of them landed on the ground and felt the same shock. What kind of cultivation was that domineering and unparalleled power just now?

Isn't it really a war sect?

No no no!

How is this possible? How could a waste grow to such an extent in six years?

Zhan Zong?

That was a legendary existence, and now in the imperial capital, there were only four of them.

Just as the three of them were shocked, Ling Tian walked over with his hands behind his back, looked at the three people who had landed on the ground, and said with sarcasm in his eyes: "With the help of the Three Talents Formation, it is so powerful that it is really disappointing!"

Humming softly.

Ling Tian clenched the seven-foot green peak in his hand, and his murderous intention surged at this moment: "The hatred of six years will be washed away tonight with my own hands."

I saw him slowly raising the seven-foot-long knife in his hand.

The long sword rises.

The three of them felt oppressed. Ling Booran, the venerable man in white, felt a sense of fear for the first time and exclaimed: "Tian'er, I am your uncle."

Uncle?

Ling Tian was disdainful: "What an uncle, if that's the case, then I'll kill you first!"

Under the killing order.

A domineering aura spread out from the scene, and everyone was unable to move under the pressure of the aura.

What about War Lord?

Faced with this absolute oppression, War Lord's movements were also blocked.

Between surprises.

What's more, a cold light suddenly fell on the scene, forcing Ling Bu to leave.

Blink!

Poof!

A ray of blood shot out in an instant, and the head of the white-robed warlord Ling Buran was immediately chopped into pieces.

"No!"

Ling Sen cried out sadly, his parents and children were slaughtered, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted. Ling Yu swallowed hard, he never expected it.

Stronger than a warrior.

Even with the blessing of the Three Talents Formation, he is not Lingtian's enemy.

Ling Tian is so powerful and terrifying.

The war master dies!

The world is sad!

The rain is more intense.

Ling Xianxian also exclaimed in surprise at this moment: "Brother!"

The shout fell.

His eyes were red, he stared at Ling Tian, ​​and he couldn't help but laugh gloomily: "Ling Tian, ​​do you think you are really invincible? Although I don't know what happened to you in the past six years?"

"But tonight, by destroying the Ling family, you have dug your own grave."

"There are some powers that you can never touch."

Ling Xianxian's words made Ling Tian feel impatient in his heart: "Noisy!"

A loud noise!

The golden dragon-painted halberd flew down from the sky.

Poof!

The golden dragon-painted halberd instantly penetrated Ling Xianxian's abdomen.

War Lord!

die!

"evil creature!"

Ling Sen was completely shocked, and his eyes when he looked at Ling Tian were filled with madness: "You evil beast, why are you doing this?"

His eyes looked as if he wanted to eat Ling Tiansheng, but then he laughed secretly again: "Ling Tian, ​​don't you want to get the Millennium Dragon's Beard Grass?"

"Tonight, I will destroy the last remaining fairy grass in the world."

"Just watch your daughter go to hell!"

When he said this, he took out a medicinal material in his arms.

Medicinal materials come out.
Chapter completed!