Sword Master Ling Tian

Master Yifan and other Tang Sect martial artists were even more unbelievable.

Because Lin Jingyu now seems to be a different person.

The aura of his cultivation base has actually reached a great perfection!

At such a young age, with such a combat power, it was even more powerful than Lin Yanyan, who possessed a whole set of ancient martial arts spirits.

"Haha, Ling Tian!? An old dog!"

"Today, I, Lin Jingyu, is a thousand-for-all calculations, but I still miscalculated!"

"But, don't be too happy when you wait!"

"You wait, it's hard to escape after all!"

Lin Jingyu was imprisoned in the void by Long Xuan and Xiaoying, unable to move, but he still turned around and said with blood lying in the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, it's hard to escape death!?"

"You are talking about yourself!"

"I'm asking you now, where is the first island owner of Tianyu Xiandao now!?"

Ling Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Nowadays, apart from the Demon Witch Clan, what made Ling Tian jealous was the most mysterious first island owner who had never appeared until now.

"Hahaha, the first island owner?"

"I, Lin Jingyu, is the first island owner!"

Lin Jingyu suddenly laughed, and everyone's expressions changed.

This guy, could it be madness! ?

The first island owner, not only this point of combat power.

"Ling Tian, ​​don't worry."

"The secret of Tianyu Xiandao is far beyond your imagination!"

Lin Jingyu sneered.

"Don't say so!?"

Ling Tian's pupils shrank, "Don't tell me, then I will check it myself!"

Ling Tian stretched out the unicorn arm to take pictures of Lin Jingyu, and press his palms firmly on his head to search for the soul.

"Boom!"

But when Ling Tian's spiritual thoughts just moved, Lin Jingyu's whole body suddenly bulged, and a terrifying pressure was about to explode.

"Watch out!"

Long Xuan was startled, but Ling Tian had already suppressed Qing Xuding.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Lin Jingyu collapsed into a group of black soul power.

The soul is like a ghost, rushing under the Qingxu cauldron.

Although it is the Profound Sky Supreme Treasure, it still buzzes repeatedly.

Not only that, the soul turned into a form like a ghost, extremely hideous!

"Junior Terran, let me go out quickly, I am the god-minded clone of the first island owner of Tianyu Xiandao!"

"If you irritate me, you will be overwhelmed!"

The soul couldn't break free from Qingxu Cauldron, so it roared at Ling Tian.

"The divine mind clone of the first island owner!?"

Ling Tian's eyes rolled, it is no wonder that Lin Jingyu's strength soared, and he said that he was the first island owner. It turned out that he was taken away from him like the other Tianyu Immortal Island disciples.

It's just that the one who won the house was a divine mind clone.

"A thousand catastrophes are over!? Then I'll wait for you."

Ling Tian waved his hand to let Qing Xuding shake the soul of the first island owner.

This clone obviously already had its own consciousness, and couldn't ask anything.

"Brother, what should the rest of these people do?"

Long Xuan leaned over to look at the terrified millions of warriors below, and asked.

Ling Tian squinted his eyes slightly, his face raised a ruthless look, "Punish the ghost master Xuanming and the palace master on the spot, and other people will be trapped in place first. If there is resistance, no matter what!"

"Xuan Ye, now you divide the army into two divisions, and go to the Xuanming Ghost Valley and the Boundless Battle Hall respectively. All the resources in the clan will be confiscated. Yan Yan, wait for you to return to the Imperial Celestial Sect and continue to gather the human army."

Ling Tian put away Qingxu Dingdao.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Long Xuan asked.

"Me? Haha..."

Ling Tian's face was tense.

"If you are outside, you must settle down first. Of course I am going to Tianyuxian Island!"

When the voice fell, Ling Tian raised his hand to tear the void, then stepped into it and disappeared.

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Human continent core.

With the help of the formation, Ling Tian rushed to this water area named Feixian Lake after seven days.

Although this lake is a hundred miles in radius, in the world of warriors, it is simply a small lake that cannot be more ordinary.

Moreover, apart from the geographical location in the core of the four major states in the southeast, northwest, there is nothing peculiar about it.

Human traces are even rarer.

The barren primordial aura, even low-level monsters, would not choose to live here.

It will not attract the attention of Terran warriors.

But who would have thought that today's Supreme Sect of Human Race is located in this small lake! ?

At this moment, Ling Tian stood in front of the water, and by his side, the ancestor Ling Xiao also appeared.

"Ancestor, Tianyu Fairy Island, we are here."

Ling Tian took a deep breath, still a little unbelieving, "You said, the former Nantang Wuhuang was on Tianyu Xiandao?"

"Is it possible that he is imprisoned!?"

In fact, after hearing that the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty was in Tianyu Xiandao, Ling Tian was really a little surprised.

For a long time, his goal was to find the ancestor of the Ling family, but he didn't realize that the Emperor Wu Huang of the Southern Tang Dynasty was not dead.

"Incarceration? Ha ha, it's not..."

"Your ancestor, I am still in this world, free and comfortable, Nantang Emperor Wu, who can ban it?"

The ancestor Ling Xiao sneered, palmed his hand, and took out a brocade box.

"You asked me once, there were two treasures on the hand of the unicorn armband, one of which was the blood of the candle dragon, and the other, I never said."

"However, today I arrived at Tianyuxian Island, this thing should also be taken out."

With a sigh, the ancestor Ling Xiao opened the brocade box.

Suddenly, a strong to the extreme aura of the primordial primacy burst out of it and rose into the sky!

Ling Tian frowned, stared at the dazzling ball of light in the crystal core, and took a breath!

"Photo!"

"In the beginning, the word "photographed" the soul!"

Unexpectedly, in the hands of the ancestor Ling Xiao, there is actually a Martial Spirit of the Beginning.

Moreover, the coercion of this primordial martial soul is far surpassing those ancient and primordial ones before.

Even compared to the Taichu Martial Soul in his body, it was only slightly worse.

"Ziwei Zhengzhao? This is the will of the martial spirit that surpasses the Immortal Venerable Upper Realm!"

Ling Tian frowned, and immediately said: "Old ancestor, you mean, the third master master Tongxuan who called to Xiandao that day was Nantang Wuhuang? He is a monk!?"

This is really beyond Ling Tian's expectation.

"Yes, Master Tongxuan is Southern Tang Wuhuang, Li Taixuan!"

The ancestor Ling Xiao nodded, his eyes were full of respect, "Emperor Wu used to be the first emperor of the human race in the Southern Tang Dynasty, but later because of the heart demon, he had to jump off the perfect patio."

"Hehe, but Emperor Wu's talent strategy is even more outstanding in this world. The heart demon is the heavenly demon, and Emperor Wu has long known it."

"Jumping off this perfect patio is actually a guide from God's will."

"Back then, he was already pregnant with three Taichu martial arts, but the last one could not be found. Therefore, he would take this opportunity to come to this world and look for the last Taichu."

"But when I arrived in this realm, there were so many things experienced. In the end, he thought I had fallen in the demon realm, so he converted to Buddhism."

"Now, I finally found this last Taichu one for him."

Ling Xiao looked at the Zhaozi Soul in his hand, unavoidably excited.

"How many years have passed, we, the monarch and the minister, will finally meet again."

Ling Tian was also surprised when he heard this.

The righteousness between Emperor Wu Huang and Ling Xiao of the Southern Tang Dynasty is really rare.