Ling Tian just stretched out his hand and grabbed Murong Wenhua from afar.

Whew!

A huge invisible gravitational force appeared out of thin air, and Murong Wenhua flew up in an instant as if metal was attracted by a magnet, rushing towards Ling Tian.

How is this possible?

Everyone was dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.

Everyone is a Spirit Infant Realm cultivator, even if there is a difference between superior and inferior, the gap will not be too great.

Catching people like this is like catching chickens, even if Bu Cangsheng makes a move, he can't do it, right?

Murong Wenhua's face changed drastically, he roared again and again, and the spiritual power of his whole body exploded one after another, trying to break free from the attraction of gravity.

But this invisible gravitational force was as strong as the Ten Thousand Year Mountain Range, and Murong Wenhua tried his best, but he couldn't shake it even a bit.

Seeing that Murong Wenhua's whole person was like a feather in the wind, he involuntarily flew towards Ling Tian, moving a distance of more than ten zhang in an instant.

"Let go!"

The other three Spirit Infant Realm cultivators of the Murong family drank violently together, especially Murong Wencheng, the head of the Spirit Infant Double Mixed Cave Period, made a move, which attracted everyone's attention.

I saw Murong Wencheng pounce like a fierce beast, and with a stroke of his hand, a cyan sword nearly ten zhang long burst out of his body, slashing towards the invisible gravitational line that was pulling Murong Wenhua.

As soon as Murong Wencheng made this move, the crowd suddenly stirred.

"Qinghua Jianmang!

"It is said that Murong Wencheng devoured a piece of Qinghua Divine Wood and refined it into the Qinghua Sword Body, and the Yuan Shen, spiritual power, and essence in the body were combined into one, and it was highly condensed into the Qinghua Sword, which can be described as invincible!"

"That's right, his Qinghua sword body can't be compared to even a superb flying sword magic weapon!"

Slash down with a sword!

It's useless! Murong Wenhua was dragged away for more than ten zhang!

This...... What's going on?

Murong Wencheng's eyes were straight, like a dog in the sun.

His Qinghua sword is the sword body he has cultivated for nearly a thousand years, and it is indestructible, even Bu Cangsheng would not dare to take this sword hard.

But such a powerful sword couldn't even cut off the invisible connection between Ling Tian and Murong Wenhua, what kind of trick was this on the other side?

What Murong Wencheng didn't know was that Ling Tian's gravitational force distorted space, and even the actinization spiritual power of the Spirit Infant Triple Cultivator could bounce off, and his Qinghua Sword was highly condensed, after all, it was only at the level of the Spirit Infant Double, how could it be useful.

"Brother, save me!" Murong Wenhua cried out.

Murong Wen Cheng couldn't untie his younger brother's shackles, so he simply turned into a cyan sword light that was practiced and killed directly towards Ling Tian.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as you kill Ling Tian, the shackles imposed on Murong Wenhua will naturally be solved.

"Qinghua Sword Mang's sacrifice to slash!"

At this time, Murong Wencheng condensed all the strength of his whole body to this point, reaching the supreme realm of the unity of human sword and the transformation of sword.

If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent!

This was the most powerful sword he had ever slashed in his life, and Murong Wencheng believed that even if Bu Cangsheng was here, he would be able to kill it with one sword.

A bright and blind blue line, like the Nine Heavens Aurora, swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger with the momentum of swallowing thousands of miles, killing Ling Tian.

Even many Spirit Infant Realm cultivators behind Ling Tian, because they faced the sword light directly, even though they were a hundred zhang away, they couldn't bear it and fled one after another.

"Murong Daoyou is desperate!"

"He devoured a piece of Qinghua Divine Wood back then, and then refined it into the Qinghua Sword Body, and this sword body turned into sword light, which is a spiritual treasure!"

"That's right, the power of the Spirit Treasure is not something that Ling Tian can resist at all, he is dead!"

The crowd was talking.

In the face of Murong Wencheng's earth-shattering blow, Ling Tian's face was indifferent, and there was an extra crystal pearl in his hand, which was the Ice Spirit Bead.

"Ice Mirror Flower!"

A large ice crystal mirror several zhang long condensed and formed, lying between Ling Tian and Murong Wencheng.

Syllable!

A crisp sound!

The cyan sword light of Murong Wencheng's incarnation hit the ice mirror directly, and then like a mirror reflecting the sunlight, the cyan sword light refracted out and bounced away obliquely.

And on the ice mirror, countless slender cracks bloomed like flowers, and the force of Murong Wencheng's blow was too great, although it was not actinic spiritual power, but the ice mirror was also difficult to bear.

Bounced off!

Murong Wencheng's earth-shattering sword was easily dissolved in this way.

Everyone was stunned, it was a dog.

Ji Zhengqing and 6 Mingxuan, the two Spirit Infant Triple Celestial Light Period cultivators, glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

Murong Wencheng's sword, even the two of them couldn't take it head-on, Ling Tian took it, although it was by virtue of the treasure, it had already proved that he had the strength of the spirit infant triple.

This son can be famous in just over ten days, and he will rise like a comet, and there are really some doorways, and all kinds of rumors about him are probably not exaggerated, but worthy of the name.

The three tigers of the Bu clan also had a solemn expression, originally they felt that no matter how strong Ling Tian was, he was not Bu Cangsheng's opponent, but now it seemed that this son was indeed qualified to be Bu Cangsheng's opponent.

And Ji Mingyue, Zhu Qianqiu, Feng Changyue and the others, who had already seen Ling Tian's methods, turned calmly, although they were a little surprised, but they were also expected.

"That'...... Isn't that the Ice Spirit Bead of the 6 families?"

"Yes, it's the Ice Mirror of the Ice Spirit Bead, how can it be in Ling Tian's hands?!"

Someone in the crowd shouted, 6 Ming Chang lowered his head in shame, it was his defeat to Ling Tian that caused the Ice Spirit Bead to be taken away.

That's not right!

6 Ming Chang's expression was strange, and the Ice Mirror Hua that he was showing Ling Tian was a unique magical power of the Ice Spirit Bead, but it seemed to have some changes.

This kid was able to change the incidental supernatural power of the Ice Spirit Bead, how could this be possible?

6 Mingchang was very familiar with the Ice Spirit Bead, and he believed that his instincts were not wrong.

At this moment, only a terrible scream was heard.

I saw that Murong Wencheng's whole body was wrapped in ice-blue flames, and he became a fire man.

Murong Wencheng's whole body's spiritual power skyrocketed, condensing like thousands of sword filaments, protruding outward, but he couldn't shake the ice flames in the slightest.

In everyone's surprised gaze, Murong Wencheng turned into an ice crystal sculpture, completely lifeless, and everyone could no longer feel a trace of his breath, he really turned into a dead thing and completely disappeared from this world.

The splendor of the Ice Mirror that Ling Tian used the Ice Spirit Bead to stir up was not an ordinary ice crystal, but an ice crystal composed of the Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame as the core, and when Murong Wencheng hit the Ice Mirror, he was inevitably contaminated with a few Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flames.

There was a dead silence, followed by gasping and exclamations.

It's terrifying! People can understand why this son's nickname is "Silent Ice Emperor", which turns out to be derived from this terrifying killing move.

At the same time that Murong Wencheng turned into an ice sculpture, Murong Wenhua was also pulled in front of Ling Tian by the gravitational line, like a dead dog lying at Ling Tian's feet, while the other two Spirit Infant Cultivators of the Murong family fled away like ghosts.

"Let him go!" Ji Zhengqing said in a deep voice.

"Ling Tian, let Murong Wenhua go, if you want to fight, the old man can accompany you to fight!" 6 Ming Xuan said solemnly.

The two Spirit Infant Triple Celestial Light Period cultivators spoke, asking Ling Tian to release them, and the pressure was great, but Ling Tian didn't answer, showing a playful smile.

"Ling Tian! you have a personal vendetta with the Murong family, but you have killed Murong Wencheng, and you have revenge, don't go too far, don't think that if you want to make an appointment with the chief of Buda, we won't do anything to you! Let go of Murong Wenhua immediately, otherwise you will die!" Xiangxiu, the existence of Xiguo second only to Bu Cangsheng, also frowned.

The three Great Heavenly Light Period cultivators exerted pressure together to release Ling Tian.

Ling Tian calmly stretched out a hand as white as jade, and sucked it in his palm, just when everyone thought that Ling Tian was going to release him.

Hearing a bang, Ling Tian's spiritual power spit out, and Murong Wenhua was shocked into a cloud of blood mist with his spirit infant body, which did not disperse for a long time.

Everyone is stunned!

This blood mist, like a loud slap in the face, hit the faces of the three great celestial light stage monks, faintly painful.

(End of chapter)