Sword Master Ling Tian

But in the end it collapsed into a nine-color sword and shadow light curtain, unable to condense and unite the soul.

"Ning, Hidden Dragon Sword Soul!"

Ling Tian shouted again, and the hundred thousand sword shadows behind him ordered the prohibition, instantly condensing into a sword-shaped martial spirit as high as seven feet!

Above the blazing white sword body, a sacred golden wandering dragon hovered, and waves of sword intent filled the belly of the mountain.

Ling Tian's white hair turned from white to black visible to the naked eye. In the end, the black hair sprang up without any wind.

The wrinkles on his face also unfolded, even far brighter and whiter than before, a dusty and fierce temperament filled Ling Tian's body.

"Success!"

Seeing the hidden dragon sword soul behind Ling Tian finally concealed back to her back, Qin Mingyue cheered excitedly.

"Haha, fortunately not insulting your life. Now you don't have to worry about me day and night anymore."

Ling Tian opened his eyes and hugged Qin Mingyue, who had run down, in his arms.

"Yeah, you have known for a long time that it can be successful, and I am worried for nothing!"

Qin Mingyue hammered Ling Tian fiercely.

"Hehe, because I like to see you nervous about me."

Grasping Qin Mingyue's hand hanging down on her chest, Ling Tian said with a cowardly smile.

"The mouth is really sweet." Qin Mingyue flew Ling Tian a wink, and asked tentatively: "However, what happened to you just now. How does this Hidden Dragon Sword Soul look like your last helplessness? ?"

"Uh, this may be your secret, so stop telling it..."

Qin Mingyue seemed to have thought of something, and quickly blocked Ling Tian's mouth with her hand.

"It's okay..."

Ling Tian took off Qin Mingyue's hand and gently pinched it on her nose, "I have nothing to hide from you."

"Yes, my Martial Soul is indeed not the Hidden Dragon Sword Soul, but I really don't know what it is. It is nothing but ethereal, but it is just a sword shadow, but they can be transformed into the Martial Soul I want. , This Seventh-Rank Hidden Dragon Sword Soul is just right for me."

His life was actually given by Qin Mingyue.

Ling Tian knew that this secret might be earth-shattering. It even caused a murderous disaster. But he didn't want to have any rifts between him and Qin Mingyue.

"So, that's really weird. In the Ten Thousand Souls List, it seems that there is no such martial soul as you mentioned, emptiness and misty, ten thousand swords shadows, strange... When I go back, I will help you look up some classics carefully. ."

Qin Mingyue pursed her mouth and said, "Don't worry, I won't mention a word to others..."

"Well, let's go, it's time to get out."

Ling Tian turned around and looked at the dried up Supreme Lingquan behind him, smiled bitterly, "I didn't leave anything for Shaoyang..."

Qin Mingyue spread her hands, "There is no way, we are also very helpless..."

In front of the Tianyin Mountain Bamboo Tower, Ling Tian and Qin Mingyue had just appeared on the formation totem, they saw Jing'an already standing in front of the cliff facing the wind, looking at the rising sun and Caixia in the sky, startled.

"Master! Ling Tian is staring!"

Qin Mingyue ran over and said, holding Jing'an's arm.

"Your master, I'm not blind yet, knowing that this kid is not dead."

Jing An snorted coldly and turned around, but his eyes shot at Ling Tian like electricity.

Ling Tian felt a tingling rising from his body, and Jingan's divine thoughts were endless, as if they were about to penetrate him in an instant.

Hum!

The sea of ​​mind trembled lightly, Ling Tian's Supreme Beginning Sutra revolved in an instant, and now his divine intent was comparable to that of a golden body. Although he could not defeat Jing'an's divine intent, he still swept away the numbness of his body.

As for Ling Tian's sea of ​​air, it was also concealed by the Taichu Jing, and there was nothing unusual.

"Hehe, there are two things!"

Jing An sneered, but nodded.

Although he still couldn't see what was anomaly in Ling Tianhai, the strength that Ling Tian showed was powerful.

Even the enchanting geniuses from the sect family and the army in Yunzhou didn't do much.

This talent is worthy of Qin Mingyue.

"Thank you, Master Jing'an for the compliment."

Ling Tian bowed his hands, neither humble nor overbearing, his indifferent temperament was outstanding.

"Don't come to this set. Since the erysipelas has been cleaned up, I won't hinder you from interacting with Mingyue. But your hit is so catastrophic. If Mingyue is not protected well, I will definitely not be able to get around you!" Jing'an took back the spirit, then The sea-like vitality and coercion were all dissipated, and the mountains and seas were generally pressed against Ling Tian.

"Master, don't hurt him!"

Qin Mingyue quickly grabbed Jing'an and pleaded.

She was really afraid that Jing'an would accidentally hurt Ling Tian.

"Ling Tian promises here that he will definitely live up to Qin Mingyue, and will never let her suffer the slightest grievance." Ling Tian took a few steps back and opened his mouth.

"Huh, okay! I've written down what you said."

Jing'an's sleeves danced, regaining his momentum.

"What are you doing? Fighting?"

At this time, a figure climbed up from the bottom of the mountain, and the three people on the top of the mountain were also startled.

The visitor is dressed in black and gold uniform, with two bronze double maces stuck in his waist, sword eyebrows and star eyes, very handsome.

It's just that on the armor, there are mottled battle traces, obviously after fighting.

The person here is not someone else, but the son of the city lord’s mansion, Qin Shaoyang, who has not been seen for a long time.

"Master Jing'an, don't hurt my heavenly brother, he is a good man!"

Qin Shaoyang rushed to Ling Tian and stopped Jing'an Road.

"You leave me aside, who rarely hurts him!"

Jing'an scolded.

"Oh, just don't hurt, I still point to Brother Tian to make money!"

Qin Shaoyang immediately relieved his heart.

"Hmph, you young people, let's talk for yourself. Since the matter here is over, Deyuelou still has important matters waiting for me to deal with it, so I will return to Yunzhou."

Jing'an looked at Qin Mingyue dozingly and said, "You little conscience, remember to go to Yunzhou to see my old man."

"Well, I know Master. I'll go to accompany you when everything is done this time." Qin Mingyue pursed her lips and nodded heavily.

Jing An didn't say anything, but still looked at Qin Mingyue's posture, but slowly, it turned into a gust of wind and disappeared to the top of Tianyin Mountain.

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"Ugh..."

Qin Mingyue stood there blankly, feeling lost.

She may not have seen Master for a long time, but if it were not for this Lingtian crisis and invited Master from Yunzhou, she would not know when she would go to Yunzhou to see Master again.

In the final analysis, Master is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, but on the other hand, he is a little bit cold.

"Sister, why are you sighing there? If you want to go to Yunzhou, you can go anytime. I just want to go and play. Brother Tian and I will accompany you to smash Yunzhou and step on Tianjiao! Haha!"

Qin Shaoyang laughed with arms akimbo.

"You know how to play!"

Qin Mingyue glanced at Qin Shaoyang and said, "You don't want to kill the enemy on the front line anymore, what are you doing here in my Tianyin Mountain?"

Tianxin Mountain is at the southern foot of Lingnancheng, far away from Shiwanmang Mountain.

"Kill the woolen enemy? Look at me, it's miserable enough, besides, the Lingnan Campaign is over, of course I will come back?"

Qin Shaoyang pointed to his armor, spread his hand.

"What?! It's over!? When did it happen?"