A radiant circle spread out from the place where the python stood, and the pressure of the wilderness suddenly descended from the circle, causing the place where the circle spread to crack and dent.

A huge sword that covered the sky suddenly flashed above the circle.

This sword is unprecedentedly large, a few feet taller than the archangel who stands tall in the sky.

Such a vast thing, I am afraid it is also unique in the world.

The python was pressed hard by the pressure exerted on the circle. It used the power of the desolation in its whole body, and the mysterious power that overturned the mountains and seas exploded on its strong body, directly and ruthlessly dispersing the entire magic circle that was as heavy as a mountain.

Ling Tian's long body flew back to the archangel's body, and the giant sword in the archangel's hand slashed, and the towering floating giant sword pierced straight down.

The long sky was ruthlessly torn apart, leaving a large black mouth.

A manic hurricane crashed into the ground from the air, and the python knew that something bad was wrong, and quickly slid to dodge, and the terrifying air pressure made it tremble.

"Boom!"

The giant sword plunged into the ground, and the vast space in front of Ling Tian was all covered by the vast giant sword that penetrated deep into the ground.

Several fragments of stones flew in the air, like thousands of arrows.

The golden ribbon of light suddenly wrapped around Ling Tianchang's body, and a golden curtain of light instantly appeared in front of him.

The rubble that bombarded Ling Tian indiscriminately hit the light curtain, and the sound of da-da

This move was not fully used, but the power generated by the explosion of this huge giant sword was too wild, and this place would be reduced to ruins in an instant.

Now that the python is dead, there is no need for him to do it again.

Ling Tian retracted his momentum, and the giant sword that had gone deep into the ground turned into a point of light, floating in the air.

A bottomless pit is as deep as a bottomless abyss, and the black curtain of Mangmang appears on the huge pit, like a cliff.

Ling Tian raised his chin, and his long glittering golden hair rose high, waving like a flag waving in the wind.

A brilliant curtain of light stretched out in front of his sight, and the familiar and sturdy figure made it easy to emerge from the light curtain.

Ling Tianying's face was stained with sadness, and his golden brilliant eyes widened suddenly, and a curtain of rippling water covered his eyes.

"Thank you, Father. His voice was sad and hoarse, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

He did not call him Father, but Father. Because in his heart, his father is just an ordinary father, a benefactor who gives him great hope and everything.

It's a pity that until the final parting, he didn't have a chance to say thank you.

The burly man in the light curtain smiled kindly, he stretched out his arms, spread his palms, and made a gesture of wanting to lead a child.

Ling Tian raised his left hand, wanting to touch those strong and warm palms, and a few drops of crystal water splashed down from the corners of his eyes.

It was as if he had gone back to his childhood. At that time, I was so eager to be recognized by my father, and how earnestly I wanted to embrace this pair of palms that held the destiny of the world.

"Child, the future will be entrusted to you, live happily......"

A thick voice came out from the light and shadow, and the bright light curtain hanging high in the air gradually turned into points of light, slowly drifting away with the wind.

Ling Tian's left hand suddenly froze, his eyes dimmed, and a light smile appeared on his face.

"Goodbye, father......"

Sister Long clasped her hands on her chest, looking up at the gradually transparent light and shadow of the sky with a melancholy face.

When the kind smile dissipated, she withdrew her gaze, her head hung slightly, closed her beautiful eyes, and mourned silently.

Goodbye, old friend, I will teach you your children.

Ling Tian silently looked at the kind smile that was getting more and more blurred, and only when the smile disappeared without a trace did he withdraw his left hand, which had been stagnant in the air.

The sword realm began to retreat, and the light on the ground and the ten thousand divine swords in the air were gradually becoming transparent.

The white feathers are still fluttering in the sky, swaying like a cradle that induces people to sleep.

The golden light and archangels on his back also slowly dissipated, and a tired tiredness instantly surged into his heart.

He closed his eyes, and his beautiful hair began to shorten to its original length, and the color of his hair changed to silvery-white.

The last tears rolled down from the corners of his closed eyes, and his body fell to the ground.

Sister Long opened her red and bright eyes and gently raised her left hand. Ling Tian's straight down body suddenly stopped in the air, and then flew away in the direction of Sister Long.

Sister Long opened her arms, and Ling Tian's body lying flat in the air gradually landed on Sister Long's arms.

Everything has returned to its original state, and after a battle of the heavens, the place has become a mess.

Sister Long lowered her head and glanced at Ling Tian's tough face, which actually overlapped with the Underworld. The eight-winged sword mark on Ling Tian's forehead suddenly disappeared, and the sword mark on his hand and back also stopped flashing.

A smile tugged up at the corner of Sister Long's lips, stunning and beautiful. She couldn't stay here for long, so her figure flashed in front of Bingyue.

Bingyue hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's horror yet, and now she was frightened by the sudden arrival of Sister Long, and she almost lost her seven souls and six spirits.

She hurriedly slapped her hand on her chest to calm the fright in her heart, and her pretty face was full of rebuke.

However, due to the immense strength of this person, she did not dare to pour out her complaints, so she could only swallow them alive.

"You are the woman he desperately saved?" Sister Long's voice was cold, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuation on Begonia's beautiful face.

Seeing this cold trend, Bingyue's heart seemed to stop beating. Such a majestic and terrifying, inviolable voice and countenance can only be possessed by a man who has been a king for many years.

"Yes...... Yes?" Bingyue's dignified face was full of fear, and even her voice began to tremble.

Sister Long's eyes narrowed slightly, and she handed Ling Tian into Bingyue's arms, and said in a sharp voice: "Take good care of him for this king, there must not be the slightest mistake, otherwise this king will send you to Elysium." ”

Listening to this irresistible order and coercive tone, Bingyue forcibly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Let it go...... Don't worry, I'll take good care of it...... He. ”

After hearing this, Sister Long raised her hand and waved, and a long black robe was spread over Ling Tian's body. Then his body turned into purple light, pouring into Ling Tian's body like a flowing cloud.

After seeing Sister Long leave, Bingyue breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking at Ling Tian, who looked dusty and delicate in her arms, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

This guy is really hidden, since he deliberately pretends to be weak and incompetent, he is actually a brutal strong man, and there is an unfathomable strong man behind him, which is really incomprehensible.

She sat down carefully so as not to hit the wound on her ankle. Once she had sat down completely, she pillowed Ling Tian's head on her plump thighs, and then shook her somewhat sore arm.

For the sake of your hard work, this princess will let you sleep comfortably. ”

After speaking, she leaned her back against the stone wall, and her face was full of sorrow.

ps: I believe that after watching this big war, you have a long feeling... It's also no way, the plot needs it,