The ancient city was overwhelmed by the mountains, but Ling Tian was unmoved, his momentum was calm, and he had the power to pull out the mountains and move the mountains.

"Everyone has their own talent attributes, what exactly is my talent attribute?" Ling Tian thought about this question as he walked.

A few years ago, Hua Min'er also asked him what his talent attribute was, and he said that the aura in his body showed the breath of Buddhism, which should be the attribute of Buddha. At that time, he only said it casually, and he didn't think much about it. Now that he has Yuan Ming's explanation, he no longer thinks like this.

If a person with an innate wood attribute cultivates the Buddha Sect, then he will be a Buddha attribute physique? Obviously, this is impossible.

So he was puzzled, and secretly said what his attributes were. After thinking for a while, but to no avail, he temporarily gave up this issue and began to meet the pressure of the ancient city.

At this time, there were still two people in front of the ancient city, Ling Tian and Chen Fan.

Due to Yao Yu's "self-forgetfulness" and Hua Min'er's spiritual awakening before, Ling Tian didn't pay attention to the fact that he couldn't hold on, and when Hua Min'er's matter was over, he realized that the only people who were still resisting were the two of them, which was undoubtedly a lot more eye-catching among everyone.

This was very inconsistent with Ling Tian's original intention of keeping a low profile, but things were still like this, and he simply went on hard. Fortunately, the Seven Star Sect had a plan to recruit him, and this invisible bodyguard made him feel a lot more at ease.

As the first person of the Seven Star Sect, Chen Fan's cultivation is the Great Perfection of Jindan, and it is understandable that he can persist until now. However, Ling Tian was still able to persist until now, which caused confusion among the Five Elements Sect and people outside the Five Elements Sect. Secretly Dao, this man was only a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan (Ling Tian was only in the middle stage of Jindan, and he was disguised in the later stage), how could he still face the coercion of the ancient city so easily, this was really a miracle.

The Seven Star Sect and the others who had seen Ling Tian slash the Iron Corpse level did not have this kind of doubt, Ling Tian's combat power was definitely above Chen Fan, and he was naturally not curious about being able to hold on until now.

Resisting the pressure of the ancient city depends on cultivation, talent and heart.

Ling Tian's comprehensive cultivation of his body, mind, and aura definitely surpassed the Jindan stage.

Ling Tian had once stepped on the ladder of heaven, and his talent was beyond doubt.

Ling Tian, who had been cultivating in the cold and pressured Hantan all year round, was as resolute as iron.

It is not for nothing that he has been able to hold on until now.

A qiē miracle is the embodiment of strength!

At this time, Chen Fan was less than thirty meters away from Ling Tian, and the pressure of the ancient city here was already very great, and his forehead was already dripping with sweat, and he could no longer maintain that light wind. The royal blue clothes were covered with sweat, and the handsome and extraordinary face was flushed, which showed what kind of pressure he was under at this time.

As the first person of the Seven Star Sect, Chen Fan is faintly the first young person of the younger generation except for the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Holy Gate Sword Pavilion, and he has always been conceited. But not long ago, when he saw Ling Tian fighting the Iron Corpse, his pride was frustrated.

A proud and conceited person can't tolerate that he is inferior to others, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden's cultivation is extremely high, he still has self-knowledge and can't compare to them, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden cultivate the Holy Gate best**, have the best resources, he can't compare to this is also understandable. However, Ling Tian, who came from a "remote garbage" sect, turned out to be stronger than him, and he was indignant in his heart.

"Ling Tian's cultivation of the Buddha Sect ** is just right to restrain zombies. This was the reason why he had been comforting himself, and secretly said that if the two of them really faced each other, he was confident that he would be sure to kill Ling Tian.

However, seeing that Ling Tian could still easily resist the coercion of the ancient city at this time, his confidence was shaken.

"I'm already a little overwhelmed, but he still has some strength left, could it be that he is really better than me?" he thought.

"No, he must have reached his limit, but he just pretended to be relaxed. Chen Fan was devastated, and he was a little hysterical in his heart, making excuses for himself.

"I can't give up, I'm going to prove better than him. "Chen Fan has some signs of demon invasion.

Thinking in his heart, his handsome face was distorted, and his eyes showed a crazy light, which was extremely discordant with his plump and jade-like temperament.

With his roar like a mad beast, the power of the heavens and stars surged towards him, and he was surrounded by stars, radiant, and sacred, he was like a Nine Heavens Immortal in the dust, and like a demon from the Nine Shadows, he was unstoppable.

He used the secret technique of the Seven Star Sect, and the power of the stars was summoned to the greatest extent, and suddenly his body was light, and he walked forward quickly. As he moved forward, the power of the starlight on his body sprinkled and gradually faded, and when he reached three hundred meters in front of the ancient city, he finally couldn't walk anymore, and the light of the stars around him was also exhausted.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the blood mist filled the sky. His countenance distorted, but the madness in his eyes dissipated a lot as the blood spat out. It should be that the coercion of the ancient city has the effect of refining the mind and getting rid of the demons.

He glanced back at Ling Tian and smiled slightly bitterly, a faint unwillingness welled up in his heart, but he could also afford to put it down, and hurriedly sat cross-legged, eliminating the distracting thoughts in his heart, and recovering his breath.

Ling Tian saw Chen Fan's complicated eyes, and wondered in his heart, how could he know what Chen Fan was thinking?

After shaking his head slightly, Ling Tian was relieved and continued to move forward, but there was a wry smile in his heart.

There was only one person in front of the ancient city, and Ling Tian had undoubtedly become the center of everyone's attention.

He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but at this time he became the attention of everyone, how could this not make him smile bitterly?

But he has nothing to do, he can only do this, he has reasons and excuses to do so.

He wants to become stronger, he wants to protect many people, he wants to save his parents in the fairy world, and he wants to stop Hua Min'er from crying. But in the previous state of Hua Min'er's awakening, he didn't have anything to do, and a sense of powerlessness came to his heart, and he wanted to become stronger.

The coercion of the ancient city can temper the body, temper the mind, and temper the aura, which can make him stronger.

None of the elders such as Ling Tianguan Tianquan fought against coercion, and they had their own guesses in their hearts, the coercion of the ancient city must have had an effect before they came to the ancient city for the first time, and there would be no more coercion on the ancient city in the future.

Using the coercion of the ancient city to temper himself, maybe everyone only has one such chance, and he doesn't want to give up this only chance. So even if it's eye-catching, he doesn't hesitate to do it.

Thinking of this, the look of determination in his eyes was even stronger, and he no longer thought of anything else, and walked forward with all his heart.

Three hundred and twenty meters!

Three hundred and ten meters!

Three hundred meters!

When he came to three hundred meters, the pressure of the ancient city suddenly doubled, Ling Tian stumbled slightly, and then stabilized his figure. The secret path in his heart is really as he thought, every time he passes a distance, there is a qualitative change in the pressure of the ancient city, but the greater the pressure, the happier he is, the greater the pressure of the ancient city, the better the effect of tempering, how can he not like it?

Ling Tian took a deep breath, adjusted the aura in his body, and ran at full strength, his whole body was full of golden light, misty, and thousands of small "swastikas" quickly entered and exited his body, every four muscles in his body were trembling, and his bones were gurgling, and they would collapse in the next second.

The word swastika entered his body, shedding thousands of radiance, and the brilliance contained vigorous energy, moistening his tense muscles and reinforcing his gurgling bones.

Zhou Tian's aura gathered, like a hundred rivers entering the sea, flowing endlessly, surging. He swallowed it into his veins, and the blood flowed rapidly. Running wildly, his heart was pounding, and the Dan Star was spinning rapidly, providing infinite suction power, absorbing Zhou Tian's spiritual energy into the bloodstream.

The soul power in his mind was like a cloud, constantly shrinking and growing, and the orange color was getting deeper and deeper, which was a phenomenon of soul power compressing and staring.

The three cultivated together, and Ling Tian worked hard to resist the monstrous pressure of the ancient city.

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In the ethereal city, above the palace.

"I didn't expect him to really be able to come to the ancient city 300 meters, but he should have reached the limit, and then I'm afraid he will have to give up. The Sword Pavilion Holy Son's eyes were shining, and his tone was slightly surprised, but he was not worried.

"I think that when we fought against the coercion of the ancient city, we had just entered the period of fetalization, at that time you were two hundred and sixty meters away from the ancient city, and I was two hundred and sixty-three meters away from the ancient city, this achievement is rare in a hundred years, and it is precisely because of this that we were selected as the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Sword Pavilion. I didn't expect him to be able to come to three hundred meters with the cultivation of Jindan in the later stage, and his talent is not much worse than ours. The Holy Maiden of the Sword Pavilion said leisurely, sighing endlessly.

"It should also be because he cultivates Buddhism**, and his body is extremely strong, so strong in the body, I'm afraid it's not weaker than mine. "The Sword Pavilion Holy Son's eyes were full of fighting intent.

"His physical cultivation during the Jindan period is comparable to ours, and the Buddhism ** is really extraordinary. The Sword Pavilion Holy Maiden was slightly envious.

The Holy Son of the Sword Pavilion sneered and said, "The Buddha Sect ** is good at hand-to-hand combat, but our Sword Pavilion ** happens to be fearless in hand-to-hand combat, and he is faintly restrained. Even if he is a high-level cultivator, he doesn't have the slightest chance of winning against me. The Sword Pavilion Holy Son's tone was arrogant, and he didn't take Ling Tian in his eyes.

"Hehe, this is the rule of all things, one thing is one thing. The Sword Pavilion Holy Maiden smiled slightly, not questioning his words.

"It seems that there will be a Buddha statue phantom after the cultivation of the Buddha Sect, Ling Tian estimates that he has not cultivated yet. Having said that, the look of worry in the eyes of the Sword Pavilion Holy Son became more and more intense.

"Hehe, you're afraid, then admit defeat. The Holy Maiden of the Sword Pavilion smiled skillfully, and her body trembled slightly.

Her bare eyes kept staring at Ling Tianhao, full of hope.

"Hmph, how can he cultivate a Buddha statue with his cultivation. The Sword Pavilion Holy Son scoffed.

"Oh, then we'll see. The Sword Pavilion Holy Maiden was full of confidence, and he faintly felt that Ling Tian would not let her down.

Then the two stopped talking and continued to watch Ling Tian.

When Ling Tian stepped over three hundred meters, the pressure suddenly increased, and his chest was as if he had been hammered, and it was extremely dull.

He let out a low roar, his voice trembling, like thunder, and his voice was extremely powerful.

Feeling such a huge pressure, the Bodhi Tree in his mind trembled slightly, the two Bodhi leaves were crisp and dripping, and then the richly colored Bodhi Leaf swayed for a while, sprinkling thousands of brilliance, much richer than the one around Ling Tian.

Gradually, these golden lights converged behind Ling Tian, and a moment later, a golden phantom appeared, this phantom was like Hua Min'er's spirit phantom, and it was also modeled after Ling Tian's appearance. It's just that this phantom is very faint and faint, as if a gust of wind can blow it away.

"You really cultivated a Buddha statue?" The Sword Pavilion Holy Son was dumbfounded, and then saw the phantom behind Ling Tian clearly, and the look of surprise in his eyes was intense: "This, this is not a Buddha statue, how can it be his own phantom?"

The Sword Pavilion Holy Maiden next to her also looked incredulous.

Yuan Ming and some other old people were also surprised, even more surprised than Hua Min'er's spirit phantom appeared.

Ling Tian, why is it not the Buddha statue behind him but himself? This undoubtedly shocked many people.

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