The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1592 Boost morale!

Chapter 1592 Boost morale!

The cold and harsh words echoed between the heaven and the earth, Ling Hantian put his hands behind his back, and his eyes fell on the troll with cold eyes.

At this moment, Ling Hantian's body is infinitely elevated in the hearts of many strong people.

One sentence will be punished even if it is far away, how domineering this is, no one dares to underestimate this white-haired young man, and no one sneers at his words.

At this moment, all the powerhouses in the Xuanhuang Realm were filled with arrogance. The trolls are not scary, as long as they are determined, even if they die today, they will shed the last drop of blood for the Xuanhuang Realm.

"Kagen, I want to see what kind of capital you, an ant, have to say this!"

A troll rushed out, a pair of magic pupils condensed on Ling Hantian's body.

This demon has the strength of the ultimate great saint. The huge demon body with a height of two hundred feet exudes vast coercion, and the endless viscous demonic energy winds around him like a stream of water.

"What is the strength of the ultimate great sage?"

There was a limit lord behind him who was about to step out to fight the troll, but Ling Hantian waved his hand to stop him, and immediately stepped forward to face the troll directly.

However, Ling Hantian, with a body of seven feet, was like an ant in front of an elephant compared to a troll with a body of two hundred feet. However, the fighting spirit in his body made the strong people in the Xuanhuang Realm feel excited.

Although this white-haired young man only has the late stage cultivation of a saint, his every move reveals the majesty of a strong man.

"Sect Master Xuanyuan, is this little friend alright?"

Behind Xuanyuan Haoyu, a holy powerhouse was a little worried. Although Ling Hantian seemed to have an extraordinary status, Xuanyuan Haoyu also said that he could defeat Xuanyuan Zhantian, who was the ultimate great sage.

They all know that although Xuanyuan Zhantian only has the cultivation base of the ultimate saint, he actually has the means to compete with the half-step holy powerhouse.

Even some holy powerhouses must be cautious when facing Xuanyuan Zhantian.

This white-haired young man, although what Xuanyuan Haoyu said is evil, but after all, only saints have the cultivation base.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyou Ling's method, a troll of the ultimate sage, can't beat the waves."

Qiu Chuji is undoubtedly the person who knows Ling Hantian best. Along the way, Ling Hantian's cultivation, whether it is combat power or strength, is at the level of the most holy powerhouse.

"Little ants, die!"

The roar of the troll shook all directions, and the monstrous magic power swept in, and the huge demon hand suppressed it.

However, in the face of this powerful attack, Ling Hantian remained calm, with one hand behind his back, and one hand raised, visions appeared one after another.

At this moment, Ling Hantian didn't even enter the realm of harmony between man and nature, but his fingers had become crystal clear and extremely gorgeous, like the most beautiful masterpiece of God.

"Dimensional Slash!"

This combat skill was originally not enough to keep up with Ling Hantian's fighting pace, but since Ling Jiuyou evolved into the Four Images of Heaven's Will, Ling Hantian was inspired to give this finger a bit of aura.

Of course, this move was not done with all its strength when facing Xuanyuan Zhantian, but right now, Ling Hantian used it like this for one purpose, that is to shock!
He wanted this finger so that the troll could be killed without any resistance.

With one finger, it directly pierced through the palm of the troll, as if ignoring the distance of space, it directly hit the troll's chest, and the troll's heart, under one finger, was smashed to pieces by the terrifying force in an instant!

hiss!
The troll's huge body froze at this moment, and then the vitality in the troll's eyes gradually dissipated, and the huge monster's body fell to the ground, shaking the ground slightly.

The powerhouses in the Xuanhuang Realm were all very surprised. They obviously didn't expect this white-haired young man to be so terrifying. They originally thought that the white-haired young man was able to stand at the front because of his extraordinary background.

"it is good!"

Beside Xuanyuan Haoyu, the old man in the late stage of the Holy Master stretched out his thumb, and Ling Hantian's blow could be regarded as completely breaking out the aura of the Xuanhuang Realm.

Ling Hantian withdrew his hand and put his back on his back. He didn't feel so proud of killing the ultimate holy master troll with one finger. His indifferent gaze fell on the troll's side.

"Let me kill this son!"

A troll with a body of five hundred feet let out a roar, and stepped forward with one step. The vast magic power was a hundred times stronger than the troll just now.

This demon itself has the cultivation base of the most holy initial stage, even if his cultivation base is suppressed by the Xuanhuang Realm, he can defeat and kill half-step holy powerhouses.

At this moment, strangely, there was no chaotic battle between the two sides. At the beginning of Ling Hantian and a troll, it turned out to be a general mode.

The five leading trolls didn't say a word, it was acquiescence to this method. This boy from the Xuanhuang Realm, with just a few words and just one move, not only provoked the fighting spirit of the Xuanhuang Realm, but also slapped the trolls in the face .

Therefore, the only way to solve this kid is to start a war at that time.

"You can not!"

Ling Hantian's eyes fell on the troll coldly, he raised his hand and stretched out his ten fingers, and shook his head slightly, his contemptuous tone immediately angered the holy troll.

"It's enough to kill you!"

The troll didn't have any extra nonsense. He raised his hand wrapped in the iron armor and clenched it into a fist. With one punch, the magic power swept through the space, creating black cracks in the void.

At this moment, Ling Hantian entered the unity of heaven and man, and strange phenomena around him appeared, and a mysterious trajectory was drawn when he raised his hand.

At this moment, in Ling Hantian's small world, the power of the vast and endless world gushes out, from the giant tiger statue condensed by the killing intent of the catastrophe, the power of endless killing intent gushes out, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the golden soul power is like a sea tide Like swept out.

In the blink of an eye, this hand became golden, as bright as gold, and there was a sense of spirituality in the terrifying aura of destruction.

"Killing God Palm!"

The ice-cold shout spread, and Ling Hantian slapped his palm down. The golden palm seemed to come from nine heavens and ten earths, carrying the power of destroying the sky.

"So powerful, how could he launch such a powerful attack!"

The spectators on both sides, the weak ones all looked shocked at this moment. Is this still a strong man at the level of a saint?

And those who were present, the Holy Late stage powerhouses, including the troll side, all shrank their pupils at this moment.

The spirituality in this child's attack can only be comprehended by those who have surpassed the holy level.

However, at this moment, it appeared on the body of a saint, which completely overturned their cognition!

The troll's huge fist was suppressed like a mountain, but facing Ling Hantian's God-killing Palm, he was repelled in an instant, the terrifying power poured out, and the troll's fist was instantly shattered.

This palm fell on the troll's chest again. The terrifying power also shattered the troll's heart in an instant, and the troll's huge body fell powerlessly again.

Both times, it was one hit, killing the mighty troll with one hit.

The trolls in the early stage of the Holy Spirit also failed to escape this kind of instant kill.

At this moment, both sides are strangely quiet, one after another completely different eyes, or flicker, or surprise.

(End of this chapter)