Ten Gods

"Tibetan Pavilion?"

Inductively in the fierce atmosphere of the Baoge, Lin Tian could not help but move.

These fierce breaths are obviously caused by weapons.

At the moment, without hesitation, he stepped directly into the treasure house.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the piercing sword rang, and a fierce sword light rushed straight toward him, running through the void.

Lin Tian condensed his eyebrows and stepped back to dodge.

Jianguang whizzed past his ears, smashing a large hall not far away.

"The reaction is good!"

Cold sounds, in the distance, a middle-aged person appears, his eyes are cold, after entering here, press again.

"Hey!"

Jianming 铮铮, this person outside the body, thousands of catastrophe interweaving, there is a piece of swordsman once again pressed to Lin Tian.

Lin Tianzi was slightly condensed and sideways.

This is a strong man of thousands of catastrophe. With the repair of today's seven-dimensional environment as a person facing this level, even if he has the support of three-dimensional world, it is difficult to confront.

Jianxiao constantly, continuous resounding.

On the bank of the week, the temples of the seats were smashed and smashed into pieces of dust.

"That is?!"

"The doorkeeper of Fengyan Jianmen has come here!"

There are many monks in the Xiandian group. At this time, the battle in this place has been seen by many people. The eyes are looking at it here, and then they all recognize that the repair is at the level of thousands of catastrophe. Middle-aged man.

As for Lin Tian, ​​the monks who first entered here have naturally seen it. They recognize that Lin Tian is the one who killed Duanmu Rurui, but because the strongest is just the initial level, no one dares to do it before. .

"Hey!"

The swordsmanship is soaring, with hot and fierce winds, the space here is twisted and twisted, and the sound is loud.

Lin Tian stepped on the reincarnation and evaded the attack of the Fengyan door master at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind the residual image.

"It is quite good to jump!"

Feng Yanmen main cold road, shot more fierce, offensive is also faster, eyes straight on Lin Tian's body.

Duanmu gave up the words, suppressed Lin Tian, ​​can change one of the human feelings, within a certain range, can satisfy one thing. Today, Lin Tian is in the eyes of the eight maintenance industry, it is undoubtedly a mobile Super treasure, at this moment, he will continue to improve the offensive, and strive to suppress Lin Tian in the shortest possible time, in exchange for the human feelings of Duanmu.

Lin Tian reincarnation of the Divine protector, stepping on the reincarnation, the speed becomes faster, avoiding a stern sword.

"The doorkeeper of Jianyan Jianmen, soon after, the windy sword door you are in will completely disappear from the eight-dimensional sky."

He calmly said.

From the voices of some monks here, he has learned about the origin of this middle age.

Feng Yanmen main disdain: "After a while, my Fengyan Jianmen will disappear completely? You mean, will you retaliate later?" Looking at Lin Tian, ​​he sneered: "You think, you can escape from the Lord." There is still a chance to retaliate?"

With the words falling, it was a sturdy sword light toward Lin Tianyi, and the speed of the sword was faster.

Lin Tian’s face is unchanged, stepping back and single-printing.

"boom!"

Suddenly, he was on his side, the void was boiling, and the killing lines of one after another were intertwined.

Awkward, the fierce Jianguang, the main pressure from the Fengyanmen, was completely crushed in the first time.

"this is?!"

The main face of Feng Yanmen has changed slightly.

Lin Tian's expression is still the same, the idea is fretting, the smashing vibrations appearing, and the more amazing killings are intertwined.

In a piece of film, killing and killing, the glare of the cold, and the direct decline to the main door of Fengyan.

Before, when he stepped into the beginning of this group of fairy tales, he began to use the soul of the gods to brand the soul into some of the eight-dimensional killings in the temple. Now, this area is already a blockbuster. The killing pattern is in his hands. At this time, he directly wakes up these killing lines, and splatters out the fierce killing light, thus attacking the door of Fengyan.

"puff!"

The blood splattered, in the blink of an eye, the main door of the wind smoldering door was smashed, and the body immediately collapsed.

Such a scene makes the nearby monks move together.

"That, then..."

"Scrap! What time is it?!"

"No... it doesn't seem to be printed by him. It seems to be the killing pattern in this group of fairy temples. Someone touched it before, and it was exactly the same as the killing pattern at that time!"

"That is to say, he mobilized the killing lines in this group of fairy temples? The guardian of the celestial gates of that year?!"

"How did you do it?!"

Many monks are shocked.

At the same time, the sound of flesh and blood squirming sounded, the main door of Fengyan reunited with the flesh and looked at Lin Tian with anger.

"you……"

"boom!"

The doorkeeper of this Jianyan Jianmen, just spit out a word at this time, the killing pattern on the Zhou Dynasty is boiling again. Under the idea of ​​Lin Tian, ​​the filming of the killings is intertwined and goes straight to it.

This is the eight-dimensional killing pattern. Although the main door of the Fengyan in the early days of the thousand robbers is not weak, it is also unable to stop.

A bang, once again, the door of this Fengyan Jianmen was directly smashed, leaving only the soul of the soul has not been destroyed.

"Damn!"

With a roar, the main door of the Fengyan door could not reunite with the flesh, and the soul of the soul wrapped up with the broken bones and quickly retreated. In any case, Lin Tian was able to mobilize such a killing attack, and he could not resist it.

Lin Tian did not pursue, under the idea, killing the pattern boiling, a glare to kill the mans trails directly manifested, smashed to each other.

In the blink of an eye, killing the mansions to the front of the door of Fengyan, all the space around him was blocked and banned.

The wind-stained door suddenly trembled, and even the dodge could not be done. The spirit of the body immediately trembled, full of horror: "live..."

"puff!"

Killing the mansions and passing through them, interrupting their words and directly smashing their spirits.

For a moment, this place directly became dead, and many monks could not help but shudder.

The doorkeeper of Fengyan Jianmen, the repair of thousands of catastrophe, is now being smashed by Lin Tian, ​​a mid-level of the seven-dimensional.

Lin Tian didn't care about it. He didn't look at the other monks here and stepped back into the former treasure house.

With a bang, he pushed the door of the treasure house.

Suddenly, the sound of 铿锵 不 不 不 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 宝 宝 宝 宝 宝 宝 宝 宝

Among them, the dense and sturdy treasures are horizontal, knives, swords, scorpions, shields, furnaces, tripods, etc., all kinds of sacred soldiers should have an end, among them, the treasures of thousands of catastrophe, there are nearly one hundred, broken There are more than 10,000 classmates and too junior grades. The other levels of Baobing are even more difficult to count, and the combined forces are vast and unparalleled.

Lin Tian’s eyes could not help but intertwined with the fine mans. It’s really a Tibetan army, and the number of these treasures is huge, the grade is not low, and the overall value is extremely amazing.

He nodded secretly, intertwined with the light of the wave, and collected these treasures into the body and included them in the three-dimensional world.

In the vicinity, other monks looked at it, all of them were full of excitement, and many people tightened their hands.

So many treasures, super treasures!

However, at this time, no one dared to go forward to fight for it. After all, just a strong man with a thousand catastrophe was smashed by Lin Tian. At this time, no one in this place dares to provoke Lin Tian.

The treasures screamed and screamed. Soon, all the treasures in the Treasure Pavilion were all enrolled in the three-dimensional world by Lin Tian.

"Not bad."

Secretly, Lin Tian left here and walked to the rest of the Xiandian group.

Around, a group of monks looked at his back, many people were full of taboos, and some people could not help but shrink their necks.

A strong man of thousands of catastrophe was actually simply slaughtered by Lin Tian. It is really making these monks feel guilty, even though it is because Lin Tian mobilized the killing lines here to attack, but it is still terrible.

After all, being able to mobilize non-self-killing and killing enemies, which in itself illustrates Lin Tian’s unusualness, is strange and terrifying.

Lin Tian feels that everyone's eyes are on him and staring at him, but he doesn't care.

He walked in this group of Xiandian, exploring the dragons and the seven-dimensional law of the earth, and went to various positions in the Xiandian group.

After that, how long did it take, he found the holy medicine cabinet of this vein.

Inside, the sapphire of a plant is horizontal, because there is a special sacred pattern in the inside. The psionic power of these celestial treasures does not disappear at all, exudes a very rich aroma, which makes his eyes reveal a fine .

There are a lot of amazing wood treasures in this, which is of great use to him today!

At the moment, he waved and put all of the treasures in it.

He roughly estimated that simply taking these natural treasures to absorb refining and chemical will definitely make him step into the wasteland!

It can be said that this harvest is very big!

"boom!"

Not far away, the Holy Spirit was stirred up, and a Tibetan Pavilion was discovered. There were many gods and treasures in it. It attracted a group of monks to fight for it. Hundreds of people were mixed and fighting, and there was blood and water splashing.

In other places, there were other battles, and some people discovered a medicine garden, and there were many **** medicines inside.

Lin Tian stepped in this, looking at the position where hundreds of monks fought, and fell on the treasures of them. Some of the value of Baodan was amazing.

At the moment, he shot, the four-dimensional space-time law manifested, scrolling space and time, evolving a space-time whirlpool, and taking a piece of Baodan into it, and then falling into his hands, he was put away.

Among these Baodans, there are quite a few Baodans that can allow the monks to step directly from the seven-dimensional peak to the beginning of the early days.

Moreover, other Baodans are also useful for consolidating the Doji, the spirit of Wenyang and the order of quenching.

With the law of time and space, he took away most of Baodan in the Zangdan Pavilion, and then counted the former Baobing and Tiancai Dibao. So far, his receipt has been rich and extreme.

In this regard, he could not help but secretly nod and was very satisfied with this.

With this rich receipt of goods, he can quickly step into the wilderness, and then unblock the eighth seal on the root of the soul, step into a thousand disasters, and then proceed to the eight-dimensional environment, it is estimated that this process will cost Not too long.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the monks and sacred vibrators, the big handprints of light manifested themselves from afar, and straight toward him.

The pressure of the eight-dimensional class is surging.