Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Human Race, the capital city of Luoyang.

In the Imperial Palace, Ling Tian appeared before Formation.

When Ling Tian appeared, Long Xuan, Lu Bu and other Martial Emperors greeted him.

They knew the significance of Ling Tian's visit to the Foreign Domain this time is not trivial, so they missed this seven-state grand competition.

After all, grand competition is nothing compared to the future of Ling Tian world.

"Ling Tian, ​​what's the situation with Foreign Domain?"

Long Xuan asked.

"God World is about to be reorganized. The Two Great Factions of the Heavenly Immortal world are ready to occupy the God World continent. Our time is running out."

"Martial Emperors , You can go back and prepare to assemble the army and expedition to Foreign Domain."

Ling Tian slightly smiled, his face is full of excitement.

For this day, the Ling Tian world has prepared for a hundred years. As the last Ling Tian world under the heavens, it is precisely this Foreign Domain battle that is needed for this Immortal World Name rectification.

"haha, is this true? It is really good. I have finally waited until this day!"

The Martial Emperors hearing this are all excited .

"hehe, the time is just right, the world master, the stern battleship has been completely completed, and the Star Domain battleship has now built tens of thousands of ships, which can transport as many as tens of millions of Ling Tian troops!"

The dwarf Martial Emperor also said.

"Ten thousand Star Domain battleships are enough. This time we can only bring the elite army to the past."

Ling Tian nod, the Immortal Venerable Level of each race is different. Have the numbers of, and Martial Emperor been counted?

"I just sorted out the data. Today, in the entire Ling Tian world, there are a total of 330,200 immortals, and a total of 30 Martial Emperors. This number, looking at the entire heavens, Even if it is not as high as the Great Desolate World and Celestial Demon World, it should be able to enter the top ten. If it is re-ranked now, Ling Tian World can become one of the new ten worlds. "

Today's Human Race Martial Emperor Ling Xiaoer said.

In the past hundred years, although Ling Tian is the master of the world, Ling Xiaoer is still dealing with large and small matters. After all, this is even more handy for her.

Ling Tian is also willing to be an arm-flinging shopkeeper, doing whatever he wants.

"Three hundred thousand immortals, thirty Martial Emperors, all races have worked hard enough for a hundred years."

Ling Tian nodded.

"Hehe, we don’t dare to take credit for it, thanks to the Tai Chi Academy, and you, the master of the world, among the 30 Martial Emperors, nine of your dísciples are standing!"

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Lu Bu spread his hands.

A nine-man Martial Emperor, which almost occupies one third of the entire Immortal World, which is not considered to be the other Martial Emperors of Human Race.

Today, Human Race is the undisputed Ling Tian world overlord, no race can match.

"haha, I didn't do anything, but their talents are enough."

Speaking of her nine dísciples, Ling Tian is also very proud.

Each of these dísciples is the top of the seven state grand competition, and they are also the top leaders of their respective Xianzhou races.

Actually, even without Ling Tian's personal teaching, they will eventually become Martial Emperors, but the speed is slower.

"bang!"

The Martial Emperors still wanted to discuss and finalize the detailed plan, but at this time, a roar sounded from outside.

The Martial Emperors frowned and looked towards beyond the great hall.

The complexion is not very good.

Who is so impudent? Isn’t it clear that this is the capital city of Luoyang! ?

"Imperial Brother, is the venue of the seven-state grand competition. Today is the final. If you count the time, it should be over."

Ling Xiaoer frowned.

"Oh, I almost forgot, but I had already informed me before, let him accept a disciple for me, why, can't even such a simple matter be handled well?"

Ling Tian's complexion gradually became cold.

"Imperial Brother, or else, let me go and see, maybe something really happened."

Ling Xiaoer thought for a while.

"Lord, I heard that this seven-state grand competition is the most tragic one!" Ross said.

"That's all, let's go over and take a look together."

Ling Tian raised his hand and disappeared in the great hall.

In the great hall, a crowd of Martial Emperors also followed.

In front of Ten Thousand Dao Pagoda.

The ring that was already broken has now been completely shattered.

The martial artists of all ethnic groups who watched the battle around were also surprised.

Because, at this time, standing on the top of the ring, the leader of this year, Shen Lian, is full of terrifying sword dao edge.

These sharp edges broke out, the golden light shining brightly, soaring into the sky, directly blasting the entire ring and the surrounding Formation.

Be aware that these Formations are sufficient to counter the impact of Martial Emperor divine ability that is not weak.

Every time the battle strength of the top immortals who participated in the seven-state grand competition has surpassed the ordinary Martial Emperor.

So, the Formation here is arranged by Ling Xiaoer himself.

In all previous grand competitions, there has never been a fragmentation of Formation.

But now, it is ruined by this Shen Lian!

Such a scene shocked everyone.

But at the next moment, the dísciples of Ling Tian were furious.

"Shen Lian, you are impudent!"

"The grand competition is over, why do you want to destroy the big array!"

"Don't you know , Is the capital city Luoyang behind!? You are not afraid to disturb the master and the patriarch!"

On the ring, Shen Lian's chest rises and falls, with the intention of Heavenly Sword, slowly raising his head.

"Shen Lian, you must worship the master of the world!"

"Shen Lian, you are qualified!"

Ah!

He suddenly looked up to the sky with a roar, shaking at Heavenly Sword, and the short sword in his hand was suspended.

Shen Lian was shrouded in golden light, suspended there, like a golden sun.

On the sky of Luoyang City, there is vortex, which begins to loom, among which thunder is rolling, spreading for eight thousand miles!

Thunder Tribulation!

This scene makes everyone take a deep breath.

Because, this Shen Lian, at this time, triggered the Martial Emperor's calamity!

On top of the seven-state grand competition, Transcending Tribulation becomes the Martial Emperor! ?

Everyone is dumbfounded.

Because this has never happened in the previous hundred years.

Even Ling Tian’s ninth dísciple Ji Gang, it took only ten years to become the Martial Emperor.

Moreover, his Martial Emperor Thunder Tribulation back then had a radius of seven thousand miles.

Shocked the seven states.

Compared with the Shen Lian in front of me, it is still a lot worse!

You must know that Ling Xiao'er, who is now in charge of the big man, triggered Thunder Tribulation during Transcending Tribulation more than a hundred years ago, but it was only nine thousand miles in radius.

But who doesn’t admire Ling Xiao’er’s innate talent! ?

"This guy is really a peerless genius!"

In the direction of the Ten Thousand Dao Pagoda, a crowd of Martial Emperors frowned.

Ling Nian's heart was even more fiery.

If this was taken into his own sect by him, wouldn't it be the Ling Tian nine sons who beat the old man! ?

"What's going on!"

But at this time, before the Pagoda of Thousand Dao, Ling Xiaoer's figure appeared.

The imperial coercion spread, let all Martial Artists bow their heads.

"aunt, this Shen Lian is the top of this seven-state grand competition. I want to accept him as a disciple, but he will not do it. I have no choice but to join the Imperial Father, he just In this way, Transcending Tribulation will directly become the Martial Emperor."

Ling Nian said helplessly.