Just a few days later, with the blessing of the Superb Spiritual Spring, Ling Tian was refining again!
Although Ling Tian was angry, he was not reckless.He never takes revenge without preparation.Qian Qinhai, the master of Muyun Peak, broke through the late stage of condensation, and only then did he lead nearly a thousand disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect to participate in the battle, although his cultivation was not to say that no one was invincible under the golden body, but among the condensation powerhouses, the battle was definitely in the forefront.In addition, the Wood Cloud Bee Technique has extremely strong defense and recovery capabilities, but it is still seriously injured and escapes back.It can be seen from this that the strength of the three barbarians and the demon path is terrifying.Steward Xiao also instructed that the three people, each of them, were the combat power of the late stage of Condensation, killing people like hemp, and the murder was famous.Revenge will be avenged, people will be killed, but even if Ling Tian has hole cards such as the Phantom Stinger Bee, he is not sure that he will be one against three.And his original strength was far from being able to kill the powerhouses in the late stage of Condensation.Now, regardless of the damage to the sea of qi, Ling Tian forcibly swallowed the remaining top-grade spiritual spring, allowing his cultivation to take a step closer.Thankfully, he succeeded.At this time, Ling Tian was even more convinced that his martial soul would definitely not lose to Liu Yiyi's You Tianyunhuang, because after Biquan.He never ran into an obstacle!
Feeling the surging vitality in his body, Ling Tian's confidence doubled.At least, if he faces the late stage of Condensation, even if he doesn't have the Phantom Stinging Bee, he still has the strength to fight!
Looking at the Cloud Regret Stick and the Purple Sword placed in front of him, Ling Tian twitched the corners of his mouth."
Red blood, Situ Fan, Li Wuxin!""
I'm Ling Tian, I'm coming!""
Soon"/r} The cold voice echoed in the quiet room, there was no joy and anger, no hatred, only endless coldness and determination.Tianhe Mountain.Located at the junction of 100,000 Mang Mountain and Lingnan City, it is a place where soldiers must fight, and every time the barbarians invade, this place will become a battlefield.If Tianhe Mountain is lost, the barbarians can be like a flood and drive straight in, radiating Lingnan and the Purple Cloud Sect.For thousands of years, countless heroes have shown their prominence in this land, and there are also countless geniuses who have sunk into the sand and turned into dust.That is, at the foot of Tianhe Mountain, the disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect were besieged by the barbarians and the Demon Dao.At this time, before dawn, a meteor-like light flashed in the sky, and an eight-winged cloud ship descended.Mu Tiezhu carried the Xuangang hammer on his back, and stood at the bow of the boat with Ling Yun and the others, looking down, full of surprise.At this time, the battlefield under Tianhe Mountain had ended a day's fighting, but among the mountains and rivers, there were still loud and loud sounds, and the air was full of violent air currents and a thick smell of blood.At the foot of Tianhe Mountain, there is hardly a single intact land and vegetation, and there are charred rocks and corpses everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowder is filled, like a purgatory on earth.And along the way, this kind of scene spread all over the border of the Southern Tang Dynasty.Some towns have even been slaughtered, and mortals have been killed and wounded, and blood has been shed.At this moment, they realized how cruel war is.In the quiet room, Ling Tian suddenly opened his eyes.Silently picked up the regret cloud stick and put it behind his back, lifted the purple sword and pushed the door out."
You wait to return to the sect first."
Ling Tian's cold voice fell, his arms were bathed in purple fire, and a pair of purple feathers bloomed.In the thunder in the sky, the dazzling purple flame flashed away from the cloud boat and flew towards the distant mountain.Tianheguan!"
Help!"
At the foot of Tianhe Mountain, a roar sounded from a distance, followed by desperate cries for help.The voice came out, and several figures shot out, running towards Tianhe Mountain Cang in panic.Among the few people, the disciples who were dressed in the costumes of the Purple Cloud Sect, Tianshui Gate and Yanjian Pavilion also had children of the family.But no matter what their status, at this time they are like a flat boat in the angry sea, which may capsize at any time.Because behind them, there are dozens of demonic warriors in black robes!
Several people were terrified, their cultivation was only in the early stage of the spring, they just wanted to take advantage of the truce to search for the carry-on storage bags of some fallen warriors, but they inadvertently went deep into the battlefield and were discovered by the demon warriors and chased and killed.They fled frantically, and the direction of their escape was the two peaks in front of Tianhe Mountain, because that was the place where the sects and families of Lingnan were stationed, and if they could escape there, they would naturally be able to survive.However, before he could run far, dozens of martial arts burst out, engulfing a disciple of Tianshuimen at the end.In an instant, the disciple was killed on the spot.Seeing this, the remaining few people were even more frightened, desperately squeezing the vitality in the dantian, in vain to be able to go a little faster and escape to ascend to heaven.Faintly, the sects and family warriors stationed on Tianhe Mountain also heard the call for help, and they all stood up and looked at the battlefield.But it was only a glance, and no one flew down to help.Because of this situation, in the past few days, it has been staged countless times, they have long been commonplace, and there is not even the slightest emotional fluctuation, besides, at this time, those people are also far away from Tianhe Mountain, even if they rush to the rescue immediately, it will be too late.On the stations on both sides of Tianhe Mountain, the various forces were scattered, and a few people from each side stood in front of everyone, faintly leading.If Ling Tian was present, he should be able to recognize a few of these people.Xin Ziang of the Purple Cloud Sect, Xiao Chuchen, Ji Lie of the Flame Pavilion, Ye Baoer of the Hundred Flowers Sect, and Du Jinming of the Du family.On their sides, there were also many unfamiliar faces standing side by side with them, and they were obviously all genius disciples of their respective strengths.But most of these people watched coldly as the few people who called for help were dying and struggling, dying tragically one by one, with indifferent faces and unmoved.These people are just cannon fodder, in the past few days, I don't know how many people have died, where is it worth their pride these days?
Among the crowd, only Ji Lie was the only one who couldn't bear to make a move when he saw the tragic death of the disciples of the Flame Pavilion.But just as he drew his sword, he paused, and suddenly raised his eyes to the south.The Tianjiao who stood in front of the major strength stations also looked at the past almost unanimously.In that southern skyline.A purple glow at a glance!
Shine like thunder, instantly illuminate the sky, and compete with the stars and moon!