I saw a black dot slowly falling from the sky, and everyone looked forward like geese, staring at the black dot, revealing an incredible expression.

It's Ling Tian!

Ling Tian survived, Baili Ye died!

Ling Tian's gaze was deep, and the scars were like hoarfrost, covering the entire body of the Dragon Turtle, which were the scars caused by the divine power of the Sky Sword.

The power of the Transformation God Realm was too terrifying, Ling Tian used almost all the means such as the Dragon Turtle Body, the Xuanwu Divine Beast, the Moon Reading Divine Power, the Power of the Law, etc., the most important thing was Ling Tian's massive spiritual power, although the quality of these spiritual powers was far inferior to the divine power, but the quantity was huge, providing enough cushion like a sponge, and removing most of the impact force, which barely blocked the divine power attack, but Ling Tian was also slightly injured.

Ling Tian slowly walked towards the crowd, and all the monks were shocked and retreated, lest they would be targeted by Ling Tian.

"He's hurt!"

"That's divine power, he can't be fine!"

"Let's go together!"

Tu Mang screamed like a frightened bird, completely lacking the bearing of the head of the Xuanjian Sect.

But Tu Mang's rhetoric was also demagogic, and many monks were moved.

Ling Tian was the weakest now, and it was when he was sick that he wanted his life.

However, except for the Xuanjian Sect monks, no one responded.

Looking at Ling Tian's breath, it seemed that he still had a lot of strength left, it didn't look like he was seriously injured, whoever rushed up at this time was afraid that he would be counterattacked by Ling Tian's full strength, even if Ling Tian was taken, the other monks would also fight.

"Come on, the disciples of this sect listen to the order......

Tu Mang was still howling, and suddenly, the void above his head shook, and a spatial crack suddenly appeared, followed by a turtle foot stepping down.

This sudden attack, Tu Mang reacted quickly, and the flying sword protector buzzed and slashed on the turtle's feet, but where could he move the Xuanwu body.

The flying sword bought Tu Mang a breathing time, and Tu Mang's figure flashed and floated to the side.

At this moment, Ling Tian stretched out his finger and flicked it, and a ray of light suddenly shot out, like an immortal cutting through the mountains and rivers with one finger, this is the power of the law, the power that can only be possessed by the Spirit Infant Sevenfold Law Period, Tu Mang, who is several realms behind, has no ability to resist at all in front of this finger.

There was a slight crackle.

Tu Mang's brain pierced through and was pointed out of a black hole, and then the phantom of a spirit infant flashed above his head, and then dissipated into the air.

Tu Mang's spirit infant is scattered, which means that the body is dead, and it is a complete death.

Ling Tian only used one finger, like a god, to kill Tu Mang.

Everyone was in an uproar, they thought that Ling Tian would at least win miserably, but they didn't expect that he seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

The monks who had taken advantage of the fire to rob the monks suddenly turned off the fire.

"Let's go!"

Three rays of light rose into the sky, and the three Spirit Infant Realm monks fled in three directions, and more Spirit Infant Realm monks stood up, wanting to escape in front of Ling Tian.

Since Ling Tian was not injured, who dared to touch the tiger's whiskers had to slip away.

Whoosh!

Ling Tian's fingers connected the dots, and the power of three laws ejected in a row, like three lightning bolts, accurately hitting the three monks who had fled for their lives.

The spirit babies of the three monks were directly scattered, and their bodies exploded in midair, causing a rain of blood to fall on each monk's face.

This......

The people were so frightened that no one dared to run away again.

Hundreds of Spirit Infant Realm monks at the scene were silent for a while.

"Get here!"

Ling Tian let out a low roar, like a burst of muffled thunder, all the monks looked at each other, and immediately some of them were timid and walked towards Ling Tian, and the others who hesitated were swept away by Ling Tian's cold and lightning gaze, and they didn't dare to resist, and came over honestly.

The monks who were originally a few miles away all gathered within a range of Ling Tian's dozens of zhang.

"I said earlier that I want Shannan to submit to my feet, is there anyone who doesn't obey?" Ling Tian said lightly.

Listening to Ling Tian's words, all the Spirit Infant Cultivators were terrified, and their hearts were cold, he really succeeded, and subdued the entire Shannan with the power of one person.

Feeling the spiritual pressure unleashed by Ling Tian's unscrupulous release, the cultivators only felt as if they were standing in front of an ancient fierce beast, and they had no power to resist at all.

"Hehuan Sect, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!" The remaining monks of the Hehuan Sect knelt down to Ling Tianxia, they were originally the irons of the Xuanjian Sect, but now they saw the wind and made the rudder, and became the first of the Seven Great Sects to surrender to Ling Tian.

After the monk is promoted to the Transformation God Realm, he will be called the True Monarch, and the Hehuan Sect calls Ling Tian like this, it is not complete flattery, Ling Tian can withstand the divine power, which is enough to compare to the Transformation God level.

"Xuanjian Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!" After Tu Mang died, the remaining Spirit Infant Realm cultivators of Xuanjian Sect also knelt down to Ling Tianxia together.

Even the Xuanjian Sect, the first sect in Shannan, knelt down, and the other monks had something else to say, so they rushed over and bowed to Ling Tian.

"Ghost Spirit Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

"Ancient Sword Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

"Divine Soldier Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

"Blood Knife Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

"Xiantian Sect, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!" The four sons of Xiantian also bowed.

"Black Water Gate, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

"Imperial Spirit Sect, surrender to Ling Zhenjun!"

The two sects that were not inferior to the Seven Great Sects in scale also surrendered to Ling Tian, followed by some small and medium-sized sects, Ling Tian did not hesitate, and only smiled when Jun Moxiao led the Blood Feng Pavilion to express his submission.

The monks couldn't help but envy the luck of the Blood Blade Pavilion, I heard that the Pavilion Master had caught up with Ling Tian early, after Ling Tian became the Lord of Shannan, the cultivation resources of the entire Shannan would be redistributed, I am afraid that the Blood Blade Pavilion was about to rise, and many sect master-level figures took the initiative to approach Jun Moxiao, all kinds of sets were close.

"There is no need for this merger of the seven sects, let's form a Shannan Alliance, each sect will maintain the status quo, and everyone will discuss and deal with it in the future. Ling Tian said in a loud voice.

As soon as Ling Tian said this, there was a commotion at first, and then everyone was elated and cheered.

Xuanjianmen wants to merge the seven sects, so that all the sects in Shannan will be annexed, except for a very small number of coercion, most of the sects are unhappy, but they can't twist the strong force of the Xuanjian Sect, so they have to temporarily succumb, dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Now Ling Tian said that there was no need to merge, it was like a long drought and a rainstorm, which made everyone really happy, if Ling Tian had completely relied on force to make everyone surrender before, then now there were one or two points of sincere support.

Ling Tian didn't care at all about whether the many sects in Shannan were merged, all he wanted was to use Shannan's cultivation resources to improve his cultivation.

Ling Tian thought about it, and he had to think carefully about it in the future, the organizational structure of this Shannan Alliance, the alliance should not be too arbitrary, but it should not be too loose, and it was necessary to set up a core organization to control the alliance, not only to maintain the stability of Shannan, but also to facilitate his own acquisition of Shannan's cultivation resources.

Ling Tian wanted to use the resources of the whole Shannan to impact the Spirit Infant Realm in the shortest possible time, and after Ling Tian succeeded in promoting the Spirit Infant, even if he came to ten more Bailiye, he would not be afraid.

(End of chapter)