Now, Ling Tian has cultivated the Chaos Scripture to the sixty-third level and controlled the chaos power of the ninth level.
The remaining seven kinds of Tao power are sword Tao power, killing Tao power, darkness Tao power which is the eighth level, flame Tao power, demon power, devil Tao power and reincarnation Tao power which is the seventh level.
The further you improve your Tao power, the more difficult it becomes and the longer it takes.
Ling Tian cultivates in the Nine Forbidden Holy Realm and can perfectly integrate various Taoist powers to enhance his own combat power.
The more balanced the various Tao powers are, the easier it will be to integrate them.
Considering that the difficulty of practicing the power of reincarnation is higher than that of fire power, demon power, and devil power.
Ling Tian weighed the pros and cons and finally decided to practice the power of flames, the power of demons, and the power of demons first.
During his last retreat, even with the help of the Wheel of Time and Space, it took him five months to upgrade his flame power from the sixth level to the seventh level. ??
This practice took ten months to upgrade the flame power from the seventh level to the eighth level.
Afterwards, it took another twenty months to upgrade the demon's power to the eighth level.
The three-year period is coming in the blink of an eye, with less than half a year left.
Ling Tian had no intention of wasting time, so he practiced the power of reincarnation for another five months.
Although the strength of his reincarnation power increased in May, he still failed to reach the eighth level.
At this point, Ling Tian already possesses one kind of ninth-level power, six kinds of eighth-level power, and one kind of seventh-level power.
With the Wheel of Time and Space, you can practice quickly no matter where you are.
Therefore, Ling Tian was not in a hurry and planned to continue practicing after returning to the Eastern Wasteland.
When he walked out of the training room, Yao Yifei, Yu Tianji, Ling Nian, Fengtian, Lu Yuan, Nie Yuan, and Xiao Kuang were waiting outside the hall, and even Chen Zhentian rushed over from Jinglei City.
Everyone has already been prepared, preparing to follow Ling Tian to the Black Sand Valley in the far east of the Flame Territory, and then return to the Eastern Wasteland together.
"Tian'er!"
At this time, Ling Wen walked out from one side.
He came to Ling Tian and took out the Ancient Sword of Tianqi.
Although there are no words, the meaning is obvious.
"Um."
Ling Tian looked solemn, nodded and took the ancient sword of Tianqi.
Then his eyes turned and fell on Yao Yifei, "Yifei, we are going to the Eastern Wasteland for at least three years and at most five years. You'd better stay in Wuji Holy Land."
"Husband, I also want to do my best for Donghuang..."
Yao Yifei seemed a little unhappy when she heard this, with a complicated look on her face.
"You have done enough for Donghuang over the years."
Ling Tian knew Yao Yifei's intentions, but still insisted, "In the future, you will have many opportunities to do your best for Donghuang, but in this battle, you are not required to participate in the battle, so stay!"
In the past ten years, Yao Yifei has been immersed in the refining and research of holy elixirs.
But for Yao Yifei, refining elixirs is also a kind of practice.
In terms of martial arts talent, Yao Yifei is actually not bad.
Although he is not as good as the top ten saints of the Eastern Wilderness, he is still above most of the proud sons of the Eastern Wilderness.
It's just that his powerful alchemy talent overshadowed his martial arts talent.
Today, she also possesses the cultivation level of the seventh level of Tao Realm.
In terms of martial arts level, he is on par with Fengtian, Lu Yuan, Chen Zhentian and Nie Yuan.
On the other hand, Xiao Kuang's cultivation level is even lower, still at the sixth level of the Tao realm.
"Then... okay, I'll listen to you."
After hearing what Ling Tian said, Yao Yifei didn't insist on anything.
Ling Tian smiled slightly, then looked at Yu Tianji and said, "Yu Tianji will stay in Wuji Holy Land!"
"Yes, sir!"
Yu Tianji barely hesitated and agreed with a smile.
He is not from the Eastern Wasteland, and his martial arts strength is weak.
Even if he goes to the East Wasteland, he will not participate in the battle between the East Wasteland and Rihong Island.
"Let's go!"
Ling Tian looked into the distance, his heart
I am looking forward to it.
The people of the Eastern Wasteland are about to gather in the Black Sand Valley in the far east of the Flame Territory.
This time may be the first time everyone has gathered together since leaving Donghuang.
Some old friends have not been seen for more than 20 years.
After saying that, Ling Tian's feet trembled and he rose into the air.
Ling Nian, Fengtian and others followed closely behind, leaving the Wuji Holy Land in a majestic flight.
If there are no accidents, all the top ten supreme beings in the East Wasteland in the past have entered the holy realm.
The combat power of the Eastern Barren side must have crushed the Rihong Island side.
So this trip to the Eastern Wasteland, Ling Tian had no intention of seeking help from Wu Qiu and others.
It would be better for the people of Donghuang to resolve the matter in Donghuang.
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More than ten days later, in the far east of the Flame Territory, in the Black Sand Valley.
The ten sage kings of the Eastern Wasteland have already arrived here.
Gu Yu led everyone from the Huangji Sect to also arrive here.
The Black Sand Valley, which is not too big to begin with, is crowded with thousands of figures.
Most of them are human warriors, but a few are powerful monsters.
Generally speaking, the life span of monsters is much longer than that of human warriors.
Unless it is a monster with a particularly powerful bloodline, its cultivation speed will not be too fast.
More than twenty years is not a long time for a monster.
Most of the monsters that came to the Middle Wilderness from the Eastern Wilderness had no significant improvement in strength.
However, they still responded to the call, and as long as they could come, they all rushed to the Black Sand Valley.
At this time, under an ancient tree in the valley, Qin Wenge was sitting on the ground, playing the guqin, looking very comfortable. He was very different from the excited people here, and seemed a little out of place.
Qin Wenge furthered his studies under the sect of the Supreme Elder of the Qin Sect, Xian Yin Qin Sheng, and his strength greatly increased.
Today, he has reached the eighth level of Taoism.
Qin Zong is originally a force in the Flame Domain and is not too far away from the Black Sand Valley.
Although Qin Wenge set off late, he still became the first one to arrive here.
The Holy Son in.
At this time, the melodious music suddenly stopped!
Qin Wenge stopped playing the guqin with his hands and slowly raised his head to look at the sky.
Above the void, seven figures flew over and entered the valley in an instant.
"It's Holy Son Lingtian! Holy Son Lingtian has arrived!"
A voice of surprise came from the crowd.
Everyone in the Black Sand Valley raised their heads, and their eyes immediately locked on Ling Tian.
In the Eastern Wasteland, Ling Tian is the first of the ten saint sons of the Eastern Wasteland!
In Zhonghuang, Ling Tian is the quasi-holy son of Wuji Holy Land!
Most of the people in the Eastern Wasteland later gathered in the Huangji Gate of the Bingyu.
They usually learned about the three Eastern Wasteland Holy Sons the most.
They must be Ling Tian, Feng Wudao and Shen Zhongmou who are also in the military realm.
Among the three, the one with the most famous reputation is undoubtedly Ling Tian!
The wedding between Ling Tian and Yao Yifei caused quite a stir in the military domain.
Huh! Huh! Huh...
In a moment, Ling Tian led six people to fall down.
"Brother Lingtian!"
Qin Wenge put away his guqin and came over, greeting Ling Tian.
"Brother Qin, you came quite early."
Seeing Qin Wenge again after so many years, Ling Tian also had a smile on his face.
"It's not too late for you to come."
Qin Wenge smiled, "They haven't arrived yet..."
"Who said I didn't arrive?"
Qin Wenge had just finished speaking when a powerful voice descended from the sky.
Everyone heard the sound and looked sideways, only to see a giant divine battleship slowly heading towards this place.
There was a young man standing on top of the battleship. He was Feng Wudao, one of the ten great saints of the Eastern Wasteland.
As for the person piloting this divine battleship, it is not difficult to guess.
Among the people of the Eastern Wasteland, from the top ten sage kings to the geniuses, the only one who could own a battleship of this size is Shen Zhongmou, the chief ninth-level divine pattern master of the Tianyuan Taoist Academy in the Bingyu!