In the Holy Tribulation World, Wu Wanjiao told Lin Tian that the Tibia Mountain existed in the depths of the universe.

After a great war more than two hundred years ago, the Heavenly Fire Martial Saint slashed a part of the Tibia Mountain and brought it back to the Terrans.

This is now this tibia mountain.

When a warrior can ascend to the first three layers of the Tibia Mountain, his will can reach the small world where the Tibia Mountain is located in the depths of the universe through this Tibia Mountain.

It is the will, not the flesh.

When your will crosses, your physical body is still being tempered on the Terran Tibia Mountain.

Once the physical body can no longer bear it, the will of oneself has to return.

Therefore, what Lin Tian wants now is that he can adapt to the current suppressive force.

Now if you climb the third floor, even if you do, you will be sent back in an instant.

Pressure!

Stress a little more!

A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Tian's mouth.

The will, if you open the extreme realm or the battle realm or the killing realm, will become strong.

The will is always there.

Snort!

In his body, hundreds of millions of particles are being squeezed and tempered at this moment, and the huge pressure is constantly circulating from top to bottom and from bottom to top, which is extremely terrifying.

In Lin Tian's flesh and blood, wisps of golden light gradually became condensed.

Click!

A crisp sound roared through the body.

A trick hole was blasted open by this pressure!

Lin Tian's face began to turn red, and then to bruise, and sweat continued to overflow from his pores, which instantly turned into steam the moment he touched the air.

It was as if there were rolling white clouds rising from Lin Tian's body.

He was like a stone monument, immovable, imprinting his back in sight at this moment.

"It's started again, and his will is really strong."

On the mountainside, Shenhuang Yirui watched this scene in shock.

Strong qualifications and an unbelievably strong will.

Such a person is like steel that never bows his head, and you can't even imagine how long he can stay at his limits.

She was in a trance.

The silver-armored young man who appeared that day may indeed be invincible.

But with an opponent like Lin Tian, the other party should be sad.

It's like Liu Zihua back then, just like Wu Wanjiao.

But Lin Tian was obviously not Wu Wanzai.

He has a talent that is not weaker than Liu Zihua, and a will that is not weaker than Wu Wanzai.

"It's getting better and better."

At the foot of the mountain, a girl named Haunting looked at this scene tremblingly.

For some reason, a mist appeared in his eyes.

"It's so powerful, and it's going to suffer, and it's getting farther and farther away from me."

She said quietly, and then stepped onto the top of the tibia mountain.

High in the sky.

Shi Ming looked at this scene, his narrow eyes narrowed, and he just looked at Lin Tian's back.

"Terran, sure enough, the sky is as proud as a cloud.

First there were Du Changge and Shanggong Cheng, and then there was a Lin Tian, and now the unknown Tianjiao of the human race that I saw casually seemed to be too powerful. ”

He chuckled and said, but there was a solemnity in his voice:

"When he comes down the mountain, he must get to know him, but it's a pity that I'm now at level six and can't climb the shin mountain."

He shook his head, looked at the demon wilderness below, and just looked at the demon wilderness.

Three-eyed, without a trace of blood in his body, his legs were broken, and his face looked very old.

Really like a middle-aged waste.

Shi Ming smiled, looked at the demon desolate and said:

"Should I call you uncle or father-in-law?"

The demon desolate frowned slightly, but his eyes gradually became a little lower:

"Just call my uncle, why don't you go to my house and drink tea?"

When his voice fell, Shi Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a slight jokingness:

"Okay."

…………

Inside the villa.

Shi Ming lay lazily on the sofa, as if he was more like a master than the demon wilderness at the moment, and said:

"Did you hide the enchantress and don't let me see it?"

"She's got something out."

"Oh, I guess I don't want to be sold by the family as a victim."

Shi Ming chuckled, the banter in his eyes even more obvious.

"That's what I want to say, can you ......?"

Demon Desolation said, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Nope."

Shi Ming didn't pay attention to the demon wilderness at all, and played with the teacup in his hand and said indifferently:

"It's not impossible, you have to do two things."

"What's the matter?"

Demon Wild's eyes narrowed.

"The first thing, help me contact Jun Wu Lin Tian, I want to buy the Holy Body Spirit on him, I will find a way to spend as much as it costs, and you, you have to match this transaction to complete."

His voice fell, and the demon desolate's expression sank.

Buy the Spirit of the Eucharist in Lin Tian?

Under normal circumstances, everyone thought that Lin Tian had the Spirit of the Holy Body, after all, the final reward of the Holy Tribulation World was the Spirit of the Holy Body.

But, how is that possible?

"It's impossible."

Demon Desolation shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"How is it impossible, he is a peerless Tianjiao, he can also awaken the spirit of the Holy Body by himself, what I want is Wu Wanjiao, and it costs a lot of money.

Flattering him, giving a price he won't refuse, and there is hope for everything. ”

Shi Ming said, and became serious at this moment.

Demon Huang looked at Shi Ming at this moment, and his brows furrowed.

Buying the Eucharist?

For Lin Tian, it is no different from self-destructing his future, and he will not sell.

"One more thing, what's it?"

Demon Wilderness asked.

"Tell me, how did my aunt die?"

The demon desolate looked stunned, and then left directly.

"What are you going to do?"

"Go to Yanjing."

Demon Wilderness let out a low sigh.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shi Ming's mouth, knowing that the demon desolate was going to see Lin Tian.

Time flies slowly.

The woods of the valley are dyed with a hint of autumn color, with a hint of autumn yellow between the greens.

Three days later.

Click!

A roar sounded in his body.

Enlightenment, fifty-third!

Lin Tian's expression trembled, and his spiritual power began to adjust through the secret key of the Tibia Mountain.

Double the pressure!

"Humph!"

Lin Tian snorted lowly, and the qi and blood in his body trembled, and he gradually adapted to the pressure at this moment.

Yanjing.

It started to rain.

A villa outside.

"Let's go back, the human race and the demon clan have been married for hundreds of years, and the demon family has also obtained something from it that does not belong to them."

Lu Qingqian, who was wearing a golden palace robe, looked at it, and the demon desolation in front of him said in a low voice.

"I can transfer all of Nanyuan's assets to you, I don't want to destroy the marriage, it's just that my daughter doesn't like it."

Demon Desolation said in a deep voice, the anger on his face was very shallow, but there was a trace of despair between his words.

"You can go to Junwu for this matter."

Lu Qing frowned and spoke.

"Zhao Huanhuang asked me to come to you, what kind of person is he, don't you know?"

Demon Desolation let out a low roar.

Speechless for a while, Lu Qingqian turned around.

"Demon famine, a family is in difficulty, in exchange for peace between the two clans, this is the most worthwhile business in the world.

Even if you shout at the whole Terran, it's useless.

Because the whole human race is the beneficiary. ”

The voice fell, and Lu Qingqian disappeared in front of the demon wilderness.

"Is that so?"

The demon wilderness said in a low voice, no sorrow or joy.

Just sit quietly in a wheelchair like this.

He lowered his head and slowly raised his head, his eyes as cold as an eagle looking at a wolf.

"Lu Qingqian, is it me who is wrong in this matter, or is it the human race?"

"This peace is based on tragedy, can the human race have bones?"

He continued, but his voice grew indifferent and cold.

"Could it be that the bones of the human race need to be forged with blood?"

Lu Qingqian has already left.

At this moment, the demon desolation has been talking to himself.