Seeing Wei Wuya, who had returned to his original state and was even a little stronger, a little worry flashed in Shi Chulan's eyes.

She looked at Ling Tian, Ling Tian was still expressionless, but his eyes were a little more solemn.

The immortal body is terrifying!

Ling Tian didn't have a chance.

Wei Wuya's figure condensed into the black mist swayed gently like a tree shadow, and his voice was quite proud: "It's me who underestimated you, I didn't expect your spiritual power to be so strong, and you still have the means to use your strength to fight." ”

"However, no matter how strong the spiritual power is, what's the use? In this Sword God Temple, I am just immortal, I don't know how many times you can hit that level of blow just now?"

Wei Wuya's strange laughter echoed in the hall.

Everyone's eyes of pity were projected on Ling Tian, and in everyone's opinion, Ling Tian was dead.

And who can compete with the immortal?

Ling Tian had already seen that Wei Wuya's immortal body had a lot to do with this Sword God Temple.

Yin Qi constantly flew out from every brick and stone in the main hall, merging into Wei Wuya's body.

The Yin and Netherworld Qi, which is said to come from the underworld, is slightly less powerful than the Demon Qi, but it nourishes the divine soul and has great benefits for the repair of the human divine soul.

And Wei Wuya did not have a physical body, it was a divine soul body composed of Yin and Netherworld Qi, which was the secret of his immortality.

"Hehe, even if it is the power of the God Transformation Realm, it can't be called an immortal body, and you dare to call it immortal with a mere body of a divine soul?"

Ling Tian sneered, the Heavenly Phoenix Feather Cloak fanned, his body flickered, the thunder flashed, and he disappeared on the spot in an instant, and then appeared within ten steps of Wei Wuya.

With a flick of his fingers, an ice-blue firebird fluttered its wings and pounced on Wei Wuya.

With a bang, the Tianfeng Ice Flame exploded, and the ice-blue flame spread, quickly sweeping through half of Wei Wuya's body.

Ling Tian's face was dark, and the speed at which the Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame spread was too slow.

I saw that Wei Wuya's body condensed by the black mist quickly split into dozens of pieces, and the small piece of body that was swept by the Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame was thrown out far away.

The ice blue flames burned for a while before dissipating into the air.

The black mist condensed again, and Wei Wuya's body became humanoid again.

Compared to the last time, Wei Wuya didn't seem to be weakened on the surface, but the Spirit Infant Realm cultivators with keen divine sense could see that Wei Wuya had become a little weaker.

Ling Tian's face was gloomy, the wave of Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame attacks just now had only harmed less than a fraction of Wei Wuya's body.

However, Wei Wuya's condensation speed and the condensation of his body had decreased a bit.

In other words, Wei Wuya is not immortal.

As long as Ling Tian continued to attack with the Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flame, he would definitely be able to destroy him.

However, Ling Tian didn't have so many Heavenly Phoenix Ice Flames.

"Boy, why don't you keep attacking, you don't have many ice flames. Wei Wuya saw Ling Tian's predicament and said with pity.

Wei Wuya said this, but he was slightly flustered in his heart, the ice flame just now could directly hurt his divine soul, but fortunately, the number of Ling Tian's ice flames was not much.

"I can't be killed, why don't you believe it?" Wei Wuya said proudly.

Ling Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly stretched out a white hand, and a silver-white arc of lightning bloomed in the palm of his hand.

Chaos Divine Thunder!

"Thunder go!"

Ling Tian threw his hand, like a white dragon running straight through, and the thunder and lightning instantly submerged into Wei Wuya's black mist's body.

Thundered!

Like lightning in a dark cloud, the silver-white arc flashed away.

The huge power of thunder exploded, shattering Wei Wuya.

The previous scene repeated again, countless black mist gathered, and after a few breaths, Wei Wuya changed back to his original state.

Compared to the last time, Wei Wuya's recovery speed was about a breath or so slower, and his breath also dropped a little.

Wei Wuya's body shook slightly, and he sneered proudly, "You are so stupid, this level of attack can't hurt me at all." ”

"Hehe, the speed of your condensation has slowed down, and the originally condensed divine soul body has become more transparent. Ling Tian played with a silver-white arc of lightning in his hand, "If I'm not mistaken, if you come to the Divine Thunder more than ten times, you'll die." ”

Speaking of this, Ling Tian couldn't help but be a little lucky, fortunately, the number of divine thunder on his body was enough to kill Wei Wuya.

Wei Wuya's face became a little more solemn, and said, "What you expected was good, but you missed a little. ”

With Wei Wuya's words, countless gray netherworld qi flew out from every obsidian stone that formed the main hall, converging and forming Wei Wuya's body.

The crowd was in an uproar, not to mention the Spirit Infant Realm cultivators, even ordinary cultivators clearly felt that Wei Wuya's aura was even stronger than before it was broken for the first time.

Ling Tian's face was gloomy, as long as Wei Wuya was in this hall and could use the endless Yin and Netherworld Qi, then he was truly immortal.

"There's nothing you can do, it's my turn next. Wei Wuya said with a smile.

Before Wei Wuya's words fell, his face suddenly changed.

I saw Ling Tian flick his fingers, and a spiritual power ball hovered above his head, and the spiritual power ball became stronger and stronger.

Billion!

Billion!

......

Billion!

Billion!

Two tens of billions!

Three tens of billion!

......

The power of the spiritual power ball grew wildly.

Ling Tian's eyes were cold, since Wei Wuya could use the Yin Qi in the main hall, he simply blew up the Sword God Temple completely.

You must know that the strength of an ordinary Spirit Infant Realm cultivator is only one billion, while Ling Tian's strength has increased to three billion, and it is still increasing.

On the way to the Blood Knife Gate, Ling Tian once again used the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror.

The Eight Golden Light Mirrors could multiply their strength by two hundred and fifty-six times, and if Ling Tian's original strength of more than two hundred billion yuan was increased by two hundred and fifty-six times, this power value would be terrifying.

However, there was also an upper limit to the power that the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror could withstand, and Ling Tian's initial strength could not be used all, and in the end, after doubling it eight times, Ling Tian gained about five hundred billion powers.

And the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror could not bear the huge power, turned into flying ashes, and could no longer be used.

The hall was boiling, and everyone was stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

Even the most sluggish spiritual consciousness cultivator felt that the spiritual power contained in the sphere that Ling Tian had shot out had exceeded the combined force of ten Spirit Infant Realm cultivators, and it was still increasing.

There was a cry in the hall, and countless monks crawled and fled outside the hall.

Even Xiao Poye and Feng Yuntai flew away in a panic.

Not long after the two Spirit Infant Realm cultivators flew away, Ling Tian's body split and turned into two clones, one of which continued to hold the spirit power ball, and the other flew in front of Wei Wuya's Soul Nourishing Wood Statue and took Xue Qianrou's Forbidden God Card in his hand.

Ling Tian's heart was relieved, Xiao Poye and Feng Yuntai were beside the statue before, if they didn't leave, Ling Tian would really not be able to get the forbidden god card.

Wei Wuya's face was like ashes, his figure flashed, and he fled into the distance as fast as he could.