Sword Venerable Ling Tian

"Speaking the words as they are. Practicing words can help you calm down and nourish your energy. The Zuo Family members are more than fierce, but the mood is insufficient. This is also the shortcoming of the Zuo Family members."

Mr. Yi raises Between the hands, there was a fire on the fingers.

That is a very strong fire with seven 17 layers.

As soon as he appeared, Ling Tian raised his brow.

Sure enough, there are still too many fires that are stronger than the golden flames in his body.

"Let's write an Immortal (仙)' character!"

"What is immortal, the hermit in Chonglou believes that the hermit has a strong heart, clearly understood, and immortal."

After all, Mr. Yi wrote an Immortal (仙)' character in the air with fire, which is extremely elegant and out of dust.

Ling Tian secretly praised.

Afterwards, Zuo Xiaozhongli and the others also took out Tinder and wrote an Immortal (仙)' character.

Although they don't know how to pill concocting, fire seeds can still be obtained the day after tomorrow, but the rank is not high, the appearance of thirty or forty floors is better than nothing.

But the word is written so-so and out of sight.

Bai Yu flicked his long sleeves, and a six 18 Layer white fairy fire rose in his hand, and he also wrote an Immortal' character in the air.

The character is like its own, very handsome.

"Junior believes that those who come out of the dust aspirations are immortals."

Mr. Yi repeatedly nodded, "White Young Master Yu really is not in vain, a good word!"

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Bai Yu was very proud of Yi Yangzi's appreciation, looking towards Ling Tian next to him, full of arrogance.

Ling Tian didn't make a move at this time. In Bai Yu's view, this person should be afraid of making a fool of himself.

After all, it was from Haoran City. Bai Yu still doubted whether he wrote that poem.

That Zuo Xianzhi was also curled up, pinching a lotus flower in her hand, and an emerald green Spirit Mushroom-like fire was ignited. There were six 19 layers, which was more tyrannical than Bai Yu.

An Immortal (仙)' character manifests in front of her, she is very graceful, like a flower, rippling with vegetation and light sound.

"Xianzhi believes that it is True Immortal for those who hang Dan to help the world, walk the seven states and benefit the Human Race."

Zuo Xianzhi's voice fell.

Mr. Nayi sighed, "Ai, Zuo City Lord has fought for the Human Race all his life, and his body is a lot of disasters. Didn't expect, Miss Zuo has such a benevolent heart. Rare and rare!"

Ling Tian nodded after listening.

This Zuo Xianzhi has a sincere tone and is definitely not a fake.

This kind of benevolence of doctors is something Ling Tian has never seen before.

Zuo Xiao also said that his elder sister is not only very strong in Martial Dao innate talent, but also in the art of pill medicine.

In the end, Ling Tian was the only one left, and he did not act.

Mr. Na Yi stood in front of Ling Tian, ​​"Ling Tian, ​​the younger generation, it's your turn."

"What do you think is a fairy?"

" Hehe, I'm afraid he doesn't know it himself, he came from Xijiang, just arrived in South China City, I'm afraid I haven't seen how terrifying the chaotic Battle Domain is."

Don't wait for Ling Tian to speak. , Then Bai Yu is sneaked.

"Junior is indeed a newcomer to the middle domain, and Junior has soared from the lower realm to the west."

"senior asked me what a fairy, I think..."

Ling Tian didn't pay attention to Bai Yu's run, but he groaned, his face suddenly condensed, and he was righteous.

"Small hidden in the mountains, clearly understood, the world is a fairy who avoids the world."

"The benevolent doctor, the magical hand, is the fairy of the world."

"Immortal World, hundreds of races, endless disputes, where to escape from the world? Where can you avoid it? Save people from the world? Where is the end?"

"So, Junior believes that the fairy of Human Race should be Stop the war, purify the world, look down on the seven continents, seek peace for all ages, and the universe!"

"This is True Immortal!"

After that, Ling Tian raised his hand, Six 17 layers of Jin Gang fairy flames exploded, Jin Yan condensed pen, Ling Tian with thin gold body, words like sword edge, in front of the Tearing Space, almost cut off an Immortal (仙)' character!

In that Immortal (仙)' character, the sword intent and Strength of Array are embedded by Ling Tian, ​​supplemented by the pressure of fire, the moment the pen falls, the golden light bursts and the fairy light flickers In the entire back garden, let the night be as bright as day!

An Immortal (仙)' character, an imposing manner suppresses all other people's Immortal (仙)' characters.

It's like a golden armor holding Sword God general, showing off one's ability!

"End the war with war and cleanse the world."

After a long time, Mr. Yi sighed, raised his sleeves, and wiped out his Immortal' character .

"Although my fire is stronger than you, my consciousness and writing are not as good as you."

Everyone was surprised when they heard it.

They also saw the word Ling Tian, ​​very beautiful and domineering.

But even Mr. Yi is even sighing that he is unbelievable?

Since this, doesn’t it mean that Ling Tian has overshadowed Mr. Yi in poems and characters?

Zuo Xianzhi looked at the tall and domineering Immortal (仙)' character in front of Ling Tian, ​​exactly similar to that when Ling Tian was about to slash his sword!

This guy is really special!

"Si si, Ling Tian big brother, why don't you comment on Bai Yu's Immortal (仙)' character?"

Zuo Xiao said in a low voice.

Ling Tian shook his head, did not speak, and did not look at that Bai Yu.

In that way, it seems to be disdainful to evaluate.

"Ma De!"

Bai Yu's heart is coldly snorted, with his big sleeve rolled up, and the Immortal' character in front of him is rolled out.

This time, he is regarded as a disadvantage.

Moreover, still in front of Zuo Xianzhi!

Looking at Zuo Xianzhi's eyes flashing, it made Bai Yu's heart feel like a needle!

This Ling Tian even disdain to evaluate himself, is it possible that he wants to court death?

"That's all, I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you anything today."

Mr. Yi stood in front of the pavilion, looking at the color of the water.

Yi Yangzi can see poems, characters, even Formation and sword dao, this Ling Tian is quite accomplished.

Finally, Yi Yangzi turned around and sat cross-legged, actually taking out an ancient zither.

"So, I will call you the art of piano music!"

Mr. Yi’s ancient zither is very simple, like it is made of dead wood, and it gives a sense of atmosphere. sense.

both of his hands touch the piano, play slowly, when the sound of the piano comes out, Ling Tian frowned.

Mr. Yi doesn't say anything else, this piano skill is really serious.

Even when compared with piano skills, Ling Tian thinks it is inferior.

After all, Ling Tian's advantage is the musical instruments of all kinds of strange things and the tunes in his mind.

Even, with the playing of Mr. Yi, Ling Tian unexpectedly discovered that there was a dead wood-colored fairy light condensing around his body, and finally turned into a dead wood.

The vividness of its shadow, as if the dead wood is right in front of you, it can be fake!

Not only that, every branch above the dead wood is like a sharp sword, and it seems that it may burst out at any time.

The attack erupted by this horrible technique of piano music is astonishing!

It's the piano spell again!

Ling Tian muttered in his heart.

This is the second time he has seen it.

Before in the Rising Sun Building, he had seen Bailu Academy’s dísciple took out the piano spell, although compared with Mr. Yi, it was worlds apart.

All the Heaven's Chosen present, Zuo Xiao and the others were completely dumbfounded. They also had ancient zither in front of them, but none of them would.

Bai Yu sneered, raised his hand and took out the ancient zither made of a white jade. There are flowing water lines on it. His fingers are slender, and he directly touches the piano on it. It can also blend into Mr. Yi’s piano sound. Under the dead wood, Immortal Qi is condensed with the sound of the piano, turning into a stream of water, flowing around it.