Immortal Wu Sovereign

Chapter 751 Star Magnetic Profound Light
Ling Tian took a deep breath, and then slowly dissipated his energy, and then he felt the Death Star Sword suddenly sink, towards the deck of the flying boat.

If he hadn't held the Death Star Sword with both hands, I'm afraid the long sword would have hit the deck directly, bringing him down along with it.

After holding the Falling Star Sword with both hands, Ling Tian secretly operated the body tempering secret method, tempering himself with the black epee, and had to adapt to the heavy weight of the Falling Star Sword at all times until he could swing the sword without relying on his strength. Success is like the wind.

After practicing for a while, Ling Tian held the Death Star Sword in both hands, and sat back on the bed. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in sweat. A cultivator in the Primordial Spirit Realm was already invulnerable to cold and heat, but he couldn't use the slightest elemental force when tempering his body. Every time he swung the Xingxing sword, he would sweat profusely, as if he had returned to the beginning of body training.

After bathing and changing clothes, Ling Tian laid the Falling Star Sword across his knees, then pointed at the blade with his fingers, and his spiritual thoughts welled up, to carefully appreciate the difference between the Falling Star Sword and the previous one after it unsealed this time.

The true meaning of star magnetism and the true meaning of chaos in Xingxing sword have all disappeared, as if fused together to replace it, it is a supernatural power called star magnetism mysterious light, which can control the gravitational force in the surrounding fifty-foot space. The previous star magnetic true meaning and chaotic true meaning.

Once caught in the star magnetism and mysterious light, not only will it be pulled and bound by the star magnetism's gravitational force, but even the energy in the body will be disordered, and the strength will be continuously weakened. The longer it is, the more powerful the combat power will drop.

After sensing this supernatural power, a smile appeared on Ling Tian's face. With the help of Xingci Xuanguang, if he meets a mid-stage cultivator again, it will be much easier to deal with.

Even a cultivator in the late stage of refining the void, I believe that with this supernatural power, he can trap the opponent in a moment and win a chance.

In the next few days, apart from going to the deck to look at Zhenhai Zhu and seeing if Hu Dahai came out, Ling Tian spent the rest of the time on tempering his body, trying to get used to the weight of the Falling Star Sword as soon as possible.

Those demon cultivators still surrounded Zhenhai Pillar. Although some people left, some people still came out of it, so the number of people did not decrease at all.

However, these new demon cultivators have probably heard of Ling Tian's power, so no one dares to provoke him, not to mention that Ling Tian's combat power has returned to its peak during this period, even if someone really came to him without opening their eyes Come, he is not afraid at all.

He carried the Xingxing sword behind his back, walked out of the cabin, stood on the deck, looked at the huge stone pillar in front of him that seemed to be connected to the sky, and frowned slightly. Nearly a month had passed in the blink of an eye, and he gradually got used to it. Losing the weight of the Xingxing Sword, the body was tempered again, and its tyrannical level was comparable to the low-grade magic weapon of Yuanshen, but Hu Dahai still did not come out of Zhenhai Pillar.

There are only two possibilities for such a situation, either Hu Dahai has obtained unexpected benefits, or he has already died in Zhenhai Zhu, but Zhenhai Zhu is isolated from all prying eyes, so Ling Tian has no idea what the situation is. And know.

He jumped off the flying boat, his body sank suddenly, and fell more than ten feet down, and then he stood still again, Xinglan puppet and the silver flying boat were all put into the ring by him.

"I'm still not used to the weight of this long sword!" After shaking his head and smiling wryly, Ling Tian cast his escape method and flew towards Zhenhaizhu, planning to find someone to ask how long Zhenhaizhu would last.

Before he got close to Zhenhai Zhu, all the demon cultivators standing near Zhenhai Zhu suddenly exclaimed and looked towards him.

Ling Tian was startled, he stopped quickly, looked behind him, and found a building ship and flying boat shining with blue mysterious light flying behind him.

All kinds of formations and runes flashed on this flying boat, and it was imposing, and its speed was extremely fast. When it just appeared in Ling Tian's sight, it was still far away, but in the blink of an eye, it was already within ten thousand feet.

"It's actually a high-grade Yuanshen flying boat. What is the origin of the person who drives the flying boat!" Ling Tian couldn't help crying after seeing the blue flying boat's rank clearly. The magic weapon of the flying boat is extremely rare. The flying boat is already quite good, but it is far inferior to this blue flying boat.

Standing on the prow of the flying boat was an old man in a purple robe, holding a long whip that seemed to be condensed by purple flames in his hand, with an extremely powerful aura surging from his body, he was clearly a mid-stage cultivator.

Ling Tian happened to be on the way of this blue flying boat, but the flying boat didn't change its direction at all and planned to bypass Ling Tian.

"Cultivators ahead, get out of the way quickly, don't make mistakes!" the purple-robed old man exhaled like thunder, and asked Ling Tian to avoid it, as if it was a matter of course.

"Uncle Lin, if he doesn't get out of the way, then teach him a lesson!" A young man's understated voice came from the flying boat. The guy on the flying boat has a bigger background than Ling Tian?

"Now we can watch a good show. Who do you think will win?"

"Of course it's the guy on the blue flying boat. Haven't you seen that he can drive mid-stage cultivators?"

"I think that kid who killed Kang Kuohai will definitely suffer a bit. This is called a mountain is higher than a mountain!"

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Those demon cultivators at the early stages of Void Refining who were watching the excitement shook their heads, especially those few demon cultivators who were about to take action against Ling Tian but returned in despair at the end.

Only Master Youhuo who was standing on the side snorted coldly in his heart. He had seen Ling Tian kill Long Haichao like this with his own eyes. Although the monks in the middle stage of Void Refinement were powerful, they were probably a little inferior compared to Ling Tian.

The purple-robed old man responded, raised his right hand, swung the long whip with purple flames, and lashed towards Ling Tian fiercely.

The long whip was like a dragon, drawing a zigzag trace in the air, like a poisonous snake, it lashed towards his shoulder heavily.

Ling Tian snorted coldly, and turned on the supernatural power star magnetism profound light on the Xingxing sword, and saw beams of starlight shooting out from the Xingxing sword behind him, turning into a prison, covering the space with a radius of fifty feet.

After the Purple Fire Whip entered this starlit space, it was immediately surrounded by beams of starlight, and then deflected to the side, directly brushing past Ling Tian, ​​without even touching the corner of his clothes.

However, the blue flying boat continued to hit him. If he was hit by this flying boat, it would be no worse than being hit by a monk in the early stage of Void Refining. Pull completely aside, around yourself.

So Ling Tian raised his left hand, facing the blue flying boat in front of him, Da Zi Zai Geng Xin sword energy shot out from his fingertips, and slashed towards the bow of the flying boat.

The old man in purple robe didn't seem to expect that Ling Tian could avoid the blow of the purple fire whip in his hand so easily, let alone that Ling Tian would dare to attack the flying boat. A stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Boy, You are courting death!"

The flying boat under his feet is a high-grade magic weapon of the primordial spirit. Even if Ling Tian is amazingly powerful and can compete with the peak monks of the primordial spirit, even if the supernatural power he displays seems to be powerful, the purple-robed old man still does not believe in the great freedom of Gengxin sword energy It can stop the flying boat from advancing, and it is even more impossible to damage the flying boat.

So the purple-robed old man just watched the silver-white sword energy blasting the flying boat under his feet, but didn't make any movement. If he had to rush out because of a strike from a monk in the middle stage of primordial spirit, wouldn't he make people laugh as a monk in the middle stage of refining the void? big teeth.

boom!
Da Zizai Geng Xin's sword qi slashed fiercely at the bow of the blue spaceship like a bamboo, smashing all the flashing formations and runes on the spaceship into pieces.

Those blue formations and runes couldn't stop the silver-white sword energy at all. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy was like a tide, and it had already landed on the bow of the blue spaceship.

boom!
The blue flying boat shook suddenly, countless sawdust flew across the bow, the purple-robed old man stood up from the sky, his face flushed, he gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Tian, ​​wishing to tear him apart to vent his hatred.

Immediately afterwards, another white-robed cultivator rushed out of the flying boat and landed beside the purple-robed old man. He also looked at Ling Tian with resentful eyes. This flying boat was the car of his father, and he borrowed it with great difficulty. Unexpectedly, It will be destroyed by Ling Tian, ​​so how can he explain it when he goes back?
After the silver-white sword energy completely dissipated, everyone discovered that the bow of the blue airship was bitten by a beast, and there was a huge gap. The formation built on the airship also collapsed because of this. I'm afraid I won't have to pay the price of a million high-grade spirit stones.

After the flying boat was hit by Da Zizai Geng Xin's sword energy, the bow of the boat turned to one side, passed Ling Tian obliquely, and then turned into a blue streamer, and fell into the hands of the young monk standing next to the purple-robed old man, Uncle Lin. .

"You dare to destroy my flying boat, today I want you to die!" The white-robed cultivator's face was ferocious, full of anger, thinking of the flying boat being damaged by Ling Tian, ​​he felt a burst of distress.

Uncle Lin said in a deep voice: "Boy, report your name, I want to see who you are, how dare you block the way of our young master of Yuekong Island!"

If Ling Tian has some background, he only intends to ask Ling Tian to compensate for the spirit stones needed to repair the flying boat. If Ling Tian is unknown, he can simply kill him to help his young master vent his anger.

"My surname is Ling Tian. I think you have never heard of a name. You can write down what happened today!" Ling Tian snorted coldly, not to mention that his strength has grown again now, even before he entered Zhenhaizhu. , Facing the mid-stage cultivators of the Void Refinement, there is no fear.

"Ling Tian, ​​I've never heard of this name before. Uncle Lin, don't be polite to him, just kill him. Only in this way can the hatred in my heart be relieved!" The white-robed youth pointed at Ling Tian and sternly Drank angrily.

(End of this chapter)