Although Ling Wen's Saint-Slaying Domain is powerful, its actual effect is only to disable the power of the Law.
The power of law is disabled, and a strong person in the holy realm is no different from a ninth-level supreme being.
However, those who can truly become saints will not have weak martial arts skills.
Ling Tomb and Ling Dong were not ordinary people when they were young, and they shined for an era.
It's just that Ling Dong had been a saint for a long time, and the law was suddenly banned. He panicked for a moment and didn't dare to confront Ling Wen head-on.
After all, he is also afraid of death, and even more afraid of being laughed at!
In comparison, Ling Tomb's thoughts were much clearer than Ling Dong's.
In his opinion, even if he is in the Slaughter Saint Realm, has the rules banned, and suppresses his cultivation to the ninth level of the Tao Realm, he will not be much weaker than Ling Wen.
Even if Ling Wen cannot be killed, he will not be killed by Ling Wen.
"kill!"
Facing Ling Tomb, Ling Wen didn't want to say more.
Before he became the holy son of the Ling clan, Ling Tomb suppressed him frequently.
If he hadn't been strong enough, he might have died before becoming the Holy Son.
What's more, Ling Tomb ordered him to be hunted down, which indirectly killed the person he loved.
If I don't kill Ling Tomb today, how can I relieve the hatred in his heart?
Phew! Phew! Phew...
Several rays of sword light shot towards Ling Tomb at the same time, intending to take Ling Tomb's life.
Ling Tomb didn't dare to be careless, he took out his sword immediately and took action with the sword.
The two figures instantly fought together.
"Master, do we want to help?"
When Ling De saw that Ling Wen and Ling Tomb were at loggerheads, he looked at Ling Dong with a frown.
"What help?"
Ling Dong scolded coldly, the anger in his eyes still flashing, "Ling Tomb watched so many people from my Ming lineage being killed and turned a blind eye, so why should we help him?"
"Forehead……"
Ling De had a complicated look on his face and murmured, "But if Ling Tomb is defeated and dies, what should we do?"
"Better he's dead!"
Ling Dong said coldly, and after saying that, he looked sideways in the direction of Ling's Three Cities, "Master, we should be here soon."
There have always been some conflicts between the three lines of the Ling Saint Clan.
Just now, Ling Dong was angered by his actions of hiding his head and tail in the tomb, regardless of the life and death of the people of the Ming lineage.
Ling Dong now wished that Ling Tomb would die, but he also hoped that Ling Tomb could hold on for a little longer until his master, Sword Master Wuchang, arrived.
As for the idea of helping the tomb lord, he had no idea at all.
Because that would only cause more casualties to the Ming lineage.
boom!
At this time, a loud noise suddenly erupted in the battle circle.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the figure of Ling Tomb was blown away.
"How can it be!"
Ling Tomb rolled around a few times to stabilize his figure, and his face suddenly darkened.
The arm holding the sword trembled slightly, and Ling Wen's sword energy opened a terrifying gash.
"You should be glad that you were not born in the same era as me! Otherwise, you would never be able to sit on the position of leader of the Ling Holy Clan!"
After saying that, Ling Wen stepped forward with his sword in hand again, his murderous intent getting stronger and stronger.
Ling Wen and Ling Tomb were not contemporaries.
The age difference between the two is a hundred years.
Ling Tomb also achieved glory for an era when he was young, overwhelming his peers from the Ling clan's saint clan.
But in terms of achievements at the same age, Ling Tomb is far less than Ling Wen.
For the past few decades, Ling Wen has been imprisoned in Lei Prison.
Because he was unable to understand the laws, he realized the realm of Saint Slaughter.
But at the same time, he did not slack off in his Taoist practice.
Now his control over Dao power has reached its peak!
"Damn it!"
After receiving Ling Wen's sword forcefully, Ling Tomb's figure was pushed back again.
He quickly turned to look at Ling Dong and shouted at him, "Ling Dong, are you still watching over there?"
"Didn't you also watch before?"
Ling Dong looked indifferent and asked Ling Tomb.
"You bastard!"
Ling Tomb was angry and shouted loudly.
"No one can save you!"
At the same time, Ling Wen slashed out with his sword again.
He had known that Ling Dong would not be suitable for Ling the tomb.
This was also the reason why he dared to kill Ling Tomb here.
Phew! Phew! Phew...
The light of the sword is extremely evil! Extremely beneficial!
"No……"
After Ling Tomb, who was already injured, blocked Ling Wen's three swords, his body was finally pierced by the sword light.
Under the angry and unwilling roar, his vitality quickly dissipated.
Finally, it fell to the ground.
puff……
At this time, Ling Wen's throat felt sweet.
Blood suddenly spat out from his mouth.
"father!"
Ling Tian, who was in the divine battleship, saw this and his expression suddenly changed.
He piloted the divine pattern battleship and arrived at Ling Wen's side.
call!
A great force descended from the sky and suppressed Ling Wen.
Ling Wen moved quickly and returned to the top of the divine battleship.
When he looked up, he saw an old man in white robes appearing in front of him.
It was the old man in white robe who broke his Saint-Slaying Domain, which caused his blood to flow backwards and he vomited blood.
"Impermanent Sword Master, have you been here a long time ago?"
Ling Wen knew that this person was the Sword Master Wuchang, the holy king of the Ming lineage of the Ling family's holy clan!
He killed Ling Tomb with his front foot, and the Impermanent Sword Master appeared with his hind foot.
This is definitely no coincidence!
The Impermanent Sword Master must have arrived here after he fought with Ling Tomb and before killing Ling Tomb.
He didn't show up before, but he just wanted to use his help to get rid of Ling Tomb!
"The Ling Saint Clan is really terrible!"
Ling asked what he guessed, with a look of deep contempt on his face.
People from the same holy clan, because of different factions, plotted against each other.
Ling Tomb sat and watched as the Ming Dynasty and the Dao Realm were executed.
The Impermanent Sword Master sat back and watched Ling Tomb die, indifferent.
What future does such a holy race have?
"Master, you are finally here."
Ling Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Impermanent Sword Master appearing.
The Impermanent Sword Master nodded slightly at Ling Dong. After glancing at the corpses of the powerful men on the ground, he looked at Ling Wen and said, "Ling Wen, were you so majestic just now? You actually killed someone from my Ming lineage.
Being slaughtered as a chicken?”
"snort!"
Ling Wen snorted coldly and his face darkened.
"I shouldn't have listened to Ling Xingchen in the first place. I should have destroyed your cultivation!"
The Impermanent Sword Master said coldly, and slowly raised his arm with the power of the terrible law, "But now, it's not too late. You still have to save your life, but with this level of cultivation, it is really not necessary!"
When Ling Wen was captured by the First Lineage, Impermanence Sword Master suggested to Star Sword Master to abolish Ling Wen's cultivation, but this suggestion was rejected by Star Sword Master.
According to the Sword Master of the Stars, Ling Wen, who has no cultivation, cannot withstand the thunder of the Nine Hells, and will definitely die if he is imprisoned in the Thunder Prison.
Without being imprisoned in Thunder Prison, it would not have the effect of torturing Ling Wen, and it would not be possible to force Ling Wen to reveal the whereabouts of the inherited holy sword.
call!
The power of law that filled the void suppressed Ling Wen, causing Ling Wen's body to stiffen suddenly.
"father!"
When Ling Tian saw this, he immediately rushed out of the divine pattern battleship.
"roll!"
The Impermanent Sword Master waved his arms, causing the wind to roar.
In an instant, Ling Tian was flipped to one side.
Ling Wen's body was slowly lifted into the air under the constraints of the power of law.
When the Impermanent Sword Master grasped his hand, the power of law rushed into Ling Wen's body.
boom!
Ling Wen felt a cramp in his body.
In an instant, all the meridians were severed!
"Old bastard!"
Ling Tian noticed that Ling Wen's aura was gradually weakening, and immediately shouted angrily.
Then he stepped forward one after another, ducking to catch Ling Wen's falling body.
After checking, Ling Tian's expression instantly became extremely complicated.
At this time, Ling Wen's life force in his body was still stable.