"White Tiger!"

Ling Tian didn't expect that there would be such a disaster today. With a long roar towards the sky, the waves of air in his body surged again, and the five dragon shadows suddenly became entangled.

Five dragons entangled.

Holy Light makes a big deal.

A golden stream of light suddenly appeared in his hand. It was the Golden Dragon Painted Salute. As the Dragon Spear was started, a shocking scene was seen. Five dragon shadows gathered on the Dragon Spear in the blink of an eye.

Five-colored light.

A pair of phantom divine powers.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion occurred, and the wolf smoke rose, and the terrifying power broke through the ground. Everyone at the scene was shocked, but they never closed their eyes. They could only stare worriedly, just when the wolf smoke exploded.

Domineering phantom!

Regression for the first time!

Ling Tian's body was even lifted away for dozens of meters. The moment he landed on the ground, the five-colored dragon halberd and the king's clothes made a sound in an instant.

Blood!

The whole body of the king has been wet.

Figure!

Holding your head as high as a mountain.

There is no regression trend.

"King Ling!"

Jiang Xiang shouted with a sad cry, his knees were bent, and he knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes. Jiang Xiang recognized himself as a genius and the descendant of the Holy Sword. Unfortunately, what can he be considered in front of Ling Tian?

Especially during this period, the huge potential that Ling Tian showed is all telling Ling Tian’s domineeringness.

Jiang knelt down.

Feng Kunsui.

If they were forced to Ling Tian by force before, what about now?

But I sincerely admire it.

The King's Road!

Bloody path!

Let me ask you, who can take the path of kingdom except Ling Tian?

The two emperors kneel.

Everyone at the scene followed each other in an instant, knelt in unison, silently thinking, sincerely looking forward to it, hoping that a miracle would land. The old man in the secret sighed: "Ling Tian, ​​it seems that your qualifications and your resilience."

"It's all we can do to get to this point."

"pity."

As he sighed, the old man shook his head even more: "But it's okay, if you leave Nian'er to me, you won't get nothing."

The old man was about to take action, but when he saw the shocking change in front of him, a golden stream of light suddenly surged into the sky like a meteor, and as the golden light entered the body.

A layer of golden light was also wrapped around Ling Tian's body. The originally dull Fuxi treasure mirror even raised another divine light, a cage of the body of a king, and was tolerated by two major forces.

The injuries on Ling Tian’s cheeks continued to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a mysterious light pattern emerged under Ling Tian’s body.

"This is......"

The old man frowned and then uttered four words lightly: "The pulse of faith?"

Battle Circle Center.

The phantom frowned even more: "You were so lucky in disguise that you condensed the vein of faith?"

At this time, Ling Tian felt that the energy in his whole body was chaotic, and a brand new tendon veins seemed to be opened up in his body, reaching the qi sea of ​​dantian. The golden pulse was like a second eye, and even the golden pulse appeared.

Make Ling Tian’s acceptable energy stronger.

More pure.

Simply put, the body seems to be completely washed away bones and marrow, and every muscle in the body is surrounded by a golden aura, and the energy that was originally damaged in the body is irresistible.

At this moment, it became particularly stable, as if it was perfectly integrated with every skin on the body.

It feels so.

Very comfortable.

Ling Tian opened his eyes again, and his eyes were filled with golden light. He grabbed the five-colored dragon serpent and rushed out in an instant. There was a dragon roar on the dragon serpent, and the grand power made the phantom tremble: "Boy, did you really not expect that you actually condensed the vein of faith?"

"Since that's the case, the less I can keep you today."

Between the roar.

The phantom grabbed the five fingers, and the domineering power swept across the blink of an eye, but Ling Tian was not afraid. Without saying much, he could only stab a halberd.

Boom!

After a moment of intertwining, the sky shook, and the phantom was shocked: "What a solemn power of faith."

The power of faith arises.

The God King is also afraid of three points.

"Get out!"

The phantom growled and pressed it with a sharp pressure. The power of the God King was vented. Although Ling Tian had a vein of faith, he was still unable to bear the power of the God King. He shook back again, but compared with before.

At this moment, Ling Tian never had the same embarrassment as before!

"hateful."

The phantom was furious: "Nine Dragons' evil deeds, you are actually in the Emperor's cultivation level, so you can still escape with one blow. You are really the number one person in the world."

"But it's a pity, even if you condense the power of the God King, what can you do?"

"You will die today."

"The God King, it's not an existence you can resist!"
Chapter completed!