Everyone was dumbfounded, they couldn't believe their eyes, Ling Tian just relied on the Xuanming Heavy Water to condense into some spheres, and he blocked the peerless Heavenly Sword of the head of the Xuanjian Sect.

Ling Tian frowned slightly, the Xuanming Heavy Water he condensed used the Eight-Blade Mirror's method of increasing gravity, it was highly condensed, and ordinary spirit treasures could not withstand it when they collided with it.

But Tu Mang's Xuantian Sword only relied on his sword qi to smash the Xuanming Heavy Water Ball without damaging itself, and this power was at least a top-grade spiritual treasure, and it might even be a superb spiritual treasure.

Tu Mang snorted, his whole body trembled slightly, he almost couldn't stand steadily, and he was secretly frightened, this son just used to temporarily condense the Xuanming heavy water into a ball, and he could compete with the spirit treasure that had been tempered for thousands of years, it was terrifying.

"Ling Tian, I will never die with you!"

Tu Mang was also stimulated by his bloody nature, his whole body was full of battle intent, and another sword slashed out, and a golden fan-shaped sword qi with extremely sharp edges completely enveloped Ling Tian, making a loud noise, blowing the ground full of sword marks nearly a zhang deep.

"Ling Tian, pay the price for your arrogance!" "The ghost spirit sect master's face was gloomy, and his spiritual power urged, shaking the Shen Yuan Demon God Banner into the wind, the three demon gods bounced like three giant mantises, and the six sharp claws in the air were pumped out, and the air in the air seemed to be blown up, even if it was a medium-grade defensive spirit treasure, I am afraid it would not be able to withstand the blow of these three demon gods.

"Carving insect skills!"

Ling Tian snorted, only to see bursts of turtle patterns appear on his body, his flesh became extremely strong, his body flashed, and his whole person brought gusts of wind, like a raging rhinoceros rushing into the middle of the three demon gods.

Look for death!

The ghost Li was overjoyed, the three demon gods in his Shen Yuan Demon God Banner came from the Demon Realm Shen Abyss, and they were extremely ancient magical powers, which could be traced back to the Demon Invasion period, and the most terrifying thing about this Demon God was melee combat, once he was close, even if it was ten actinized Spirit Infant Realm monks.

Ling Tian actually thought that his physical body was strong, and he wanted to shake these three demon gods, but he couldn't think of any other words to describe them except for looking for death.

Ling Tian's expression did not move, his hands turned into knives, like a big bird spreading its wings, and two brilliant green lights burst out in the air, slashing towards the demon gods on both sides.

Boom!

After a loud crash and a loud bang, the two demon gods flew out backwards, and the incomparably hard demon hell body was punched out of two fist-sized holes, almost piercing.

How can it be?

The ghost's eyes almost burst open, the demon god was not Ling Tian's one-in-one general, Ling Tian was like a rampage boar, knocking the two demon gods into the air.

Ghost Li's heart was in a big mess, and he hurriedly took back the remaining one demon god, these three demon gods were his strongest means, if he was abolished by Ling Tian, even if he won in the end, the good things on Ling Tian's body would not have his share.

"Thunder!"

When the ghost Li Mingzhe was protecting himself, Xiong Tianli, the head of the Divine Soldier Sect, urged the big thunder drum to pounce, only to see him punch in the air, and the invisible sound wave was like a pillar of fire when a volcano erupted, spraying out towards Ling Tian.

Ordinary people can't see the sound waves, but under the keen spiritual awareness of the Spirit Infant Realm monks, they saw that the sound wave attack was extremely fierce, distorting the air, as if tearing through the space, and the thunder roared in the air, shaking the sky in the Sword Palace, many monks were stirred by the thunder, dancing like crazy, and the Spirit Infant Monk with low cultivation even suffered internal injuries, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and was extremely embarrassed.

This is a divine consciousness attack, and ordinary spirit infant three or four cultivators, who are bombarded head-on by this ferocious thunder, will be directly shocked into idiots.

Whew!

Ling Tian put his palms together and pulled out a fan-shaped sword curtain, and the silver arc in the sword curtain danced like a snake, it was his unique supernatural high-frequency thunderwave sword.

When Lei Yin encountered the high-frequency oscillating Chaos Divine Thunder, it was absorbed by all of them, and the sword curtain only shook, and its power decreased slightly.

Although Ling Tian was not afraid, resisting the attacks of several master-level masters in a row also made his figure stagnate slightly.

It's just this stagnation, which is enough for Chu Zaishen, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, to seize the opportunity.

"Eat my human imperial sword!"

Chu Zaishen urged the Ancient Sword Gate Emperor Ancient Sword, the treasure of the Town Gate, and slashed towards Ling Tian from behind.

This Human Emperor Ancient Sword was different from all previous attacks, it was pure spiritual power, righteous and bright, and extremely powerful.

At this moment, Ling Tian felt that Chu Zaishen's strength value had reached three hundred billion.

This is a terrifying value, Chu Zaishen's strength is twice as high as Tu Mang's, although Tu Mang did not exert all his strength, but it is enough to confirm that this Human Emperor Ancient Sword is at least a superb spiritual treasure.

While Ghost Li and the others were thinking about preserving their strength, Chu Zaishen took out all his strength and was going to fight hard with Ling Tian.

Well done!

Ling Tianzheng felt that although the major leaders were fighting lively, they all seemed to have reservations, and encountering one who attacked with all their strength also stimulated his fighting spirit.

Ling Tian's pupils shrank, and the green light of his body covered by the dragon turtle pattern flashed, and then a punch blasted out, and at this moment, the strength of the dragon turtle's body reached the extreme.

Boom!

The two huge forces collided, Chu Zaishen's Human Emperor Sword bounced back directly, and Ling Tian's body also slid out of a distance of more than ten zhang in parallel, although he was forced to retreat, it was a means of unloading, and he was not injured at all.

"What kind of body is this? Could it be that he can't transform into a god realm? Even if he is a body in a god realm, it's not strong!"

Chu Zaishen couldn't understand that he had already used a peerless spirit treasure, and the power of the superb spirit treasure was ten times stronger than that of a top-grade spirit treasure, even if he was a god realm cultivator, it would be difficult for him to take this blow head-on.

You must know that the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm are only strong in spiritual power, and their physical bodies are not much different from those of the Spiritual Infant Realm cultivators.

"Bastard, this son doesn't know how to use to cultivate the body of the ancient divine beast dragon tortoise!" The angry voice of Ba Gan, the head of the Hehuan Sect, came, he used the Hehuan Snake Spear to sneak attack Ling Tian before, and when he stabbed it, Ba Gan was still stealing fun, who knew that Ling Tian's surface flashed with green light, and the Hehuan Snake Spear seemed to be pierced on the Brahma Vajra, and it couldn't pierce Ling Tian's skin at all.

You must know that his Hehuan Snake Spear has extremely strong penetrating power, and its power is concentrated in one point, even the Human Emperor Sword can't compare to it.

Ba Gan had overestimated Ling Tian's strength, but Ling Tian's performance completely hit his self-confidence, this was just the strength of his physical body, Ba Gan felt that Ling Tian still had a lot of strength to spare, if Ling Tian was allowed to burst out with all his strength, how terrible it would be He couldn't imagine.

"I didn't see until now, and I'm disappointed by your eyesight. Ling Tian shook his head slightly, these people were also master-level cultivators, and it was only now that Ba Gan recognized his dragon turtle body, they were too lonely and unheard.

Ling Tian checked the place where he had been stabbed by Ba Gan before, and found that there were two shallow finger-sized marks left on it, and they couldn't be recovered, his expression couldn't help but feel a little more solemn, this Ba Gan's Hehuan Snake Spear really had some doorways.

The main cultivators of the sect looked at each other in shock, and after only one round, they had lost the confidence to defeat Ling Tian.

Ling Tian carried his hands behind his back, unmoved, and the green turtle pattern wrapped around his body, like a turtle immortal.

(End of chapter)