Fantasy Data Villain

The scene became very noisy in an instant, with various voices intertwined, which made Ling Tianyu frowned slightly.

He didn't like this noisy environment very much.

"Quiet!"

A light drink mixed with this spiritual power spread throughout the sky, attracting everyone's attention. When they saw Ling Tianyu, the old man in Xuanxiao Temple, a group of monks in Jile Temple, and the ancestors of several large sects had big expressions on their faces. Change.

"Ling Tianyu!"

A trace of hatred flashed in the eyes of the old man in Xuanxiao Palace, and a trace of fear flashed again.

"Damn it, this monster, why is he here?"

The second protector of Jile Temple was full of dignity, and even retreated a little. Ling Tianyu beheaded the deeds of Linghua Shenchao's general, and now everyone in the most powerful sects doesn't know!

Go beyond the sixth heaven and kill the ninth heaven of the profound realm.

An unrivaled record.

They recognized Ling Tianyu, some rogue cultivators did not, and some lecherous people took a look at Long Qianyu, the twinkling light in their eyes could be seen by anyone, and they had bad thoughts.

Ling Tianyu looked at this group of guys about to speak, his eyes fixed, he didn't want to hear this group of guys say a lot of nonsense again.

The Xuandu sword came out, and the Daojianjue slashed down with a single sword, the sky was full of golden light, and the unmatched momentum permeated, which made the expressions of this group of casual cultivators and the ancestor 767 of the large sect change drastically.

A sword fell, shining like a star.

The golden sword energy swept across the entire earth, under the third layer of the profound realm, all of them were beheaded and killed.

Loose cultivators, without a single good person, good person, no background, how can rise to the mysterious realm?

"Step aside."

Ling Tianyu said coldly

When a sword fell, the ancestors of the large sects and casual cultivators who were still alive were devastated, how could they dare to stop them in the slightest?

One by one retreated, and a group of monks at the Jile Temple also directly retreated under the gaze of the second guardian.

I can only pray that the Great Guardian can absorb the powerhouse's comprehension as soon as possible.

Glancing at the old man in Xuanxiao Palace, Ling Tianyu saw killing intent in his eyes, but it was not time to solve it, so he took Long Qianyu into the tomb of the strong man first.

"Jile Temple, hehe, you are quite courageous."

The former Great Elder of the Xuanxiao Temple chuckled, glanced at the group of guardians of the Jile Temple with cold eyes, and entered the tomb

As for the group of casual cultivators, none of these monks were allowed in. Only those who could not be stopped could go in, and those who could be stopped were allowed in. Then what did they eat? .

Chapter 160, The fusion of supernatural powers, the creation of Dutian (5/5)

As soon as Ling Tianyu pulled Long Qianyu into the tomb, he felt the world spinning. After a while, when Ling Tianyu came back to his senses, the two had separated. (Bookstore shu05.)

"Do these powerful people in the holy realm like to come to this set, and it's a small space world?"

Although I have experienced the mighty power of a peak, I haven't fully realized the various mysteries of that realm, and I don't understand the behavior of these holy and powerful people who always use the small world as a tomb.

Such behavior is definitely considered a luxury.

At this moment, Ling Tianyu was standing on the top of a mountain, and at a glance, he saw a barren and vast scene.

Turning around, I didn't find any traces of human habitation, and I didn't find the slightest fluctuation of life during the overwhelming spiritual sweep.

"This place is too big. I'm afraid this small world is not inferior to Mo Yuan."

No traces were found within a thousand li radius, and the scope of this small world is probably not much different from that of Moyuan, and it may even be larger.

Absolutely generous.

"Elder Long doesn't know where he fell? It should be said that he is worthy of being a holy man. There is no way to resist the means of transferring the tomb left behind."

Ling Tianyu thought while flying in the sky.

He forgot to leave a secret on Long Qianyu's body, so that he wouldn't have to look for it so hard.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, a sudden figure made him stop, his face changed slightly, and he turned his head instantly.

A beam of light directly brushed his face and hit a high mountain behind him. The [-]-meter-high mountain was instantly evaporated.

"Interesting, the tomb guard bronze man, no, no, it should be a puppet of a strong man captured directly."

Looking at a figure not far away with a stiff face and gray eyes, Ling Tianyu made a random analysis.

To be honest, he didn't know if it was a zombie or a puppet, and he couldn't sense the breath of life, but his body still exuded the heat of blood flowing.

"People of later generations, if you come to the cemetery of this deity, then you and I will be destined. If you defeat this puppet, you can obtain my unique skill, the three thousand palms of fortune."

The puppet made a voice that was neither male nor female, and the vocal cords seemed to have been torn.

"It's really an old routine, Three Thousand Fortune Palms, the name is not bad, let me see, how powerful is this palm technique?"

Ling Tianyu's face was solemn, the power of the puppet's blow just now cannot be underestimated.

During his lifetime, he was definitely another ninth level of profound realm.

Three thousand seals in the sky!