Chaos, Ling Tian has been practicing since he was a teenager.
His understanding of other moral principles is indeed not very profound.
However, the understanding of the morality of chaos has reached a certain height.
Even if he is not as good as Gu Chen, he is still stronger than other chaos monks.
"Come!"
Ling Tian held his sword in the void, looked at Wuming from a distance and shouted, "Let me see whether your Nine Forbidden Powers are stronger or my Ten Jue Powers!"
"I don't believe it."
Wuming grasped the sword in his hand, his eyes focused as never before.
The terrifying power kept roaring around him.
As the sword in his hand was slowly raised, the power of the sword instantly reached its peak.
"kill!"
A cold drink came out of Wuming's mouth.
The sword in his hand also shot out at the same time.
One sword combines nine of the ten powers.
In an instant, an invincible power erupted.
Ling Tian watched Wuming attack with a sword, a confident smile on his lips.
When the sword light approaches, he raises his hand and performs one sword move in an instant.
Although he did not use the Heavenly Forbidden Sword to strike with this sword.
In terms of power, it is not the strongest sword he can wield.
But the power of this sword is still very terrifying.
boom!
Two sword lights collided fiercely in the void.
The dazzling light illuminates the surrounding space.
Yang Yisheng, who was watching this scene not far away, was stunned.
Ling Tian, Wuming's strength made him forget to think.
The swords collided, and the stalemate lasted only a breath.
Afterwards, Wuming quickly collapsed.
The Nine Forbidden Sword Lights were gradually swallowed up by the Ten Absolute Sword Lights.
The sword in Wuming's hand kept vibrating and making a buzzing sound.
It seems that he can no longer withstand such terrifying power.
Bang! Bang! Bang...
After a moment, a crisp sound came out.
The holy sword in Wuming's hand instantly shattered and turned into powder.
Ten unique sword lights moved forward, attacking Wuming.
Then, the nameless body was blasted away.
After his figure moved around for a few times, he stood still and his body was covered in blood.
The arm that had just held the sword had been ruthlessly cut off by Ling Tian's sword.
To be precise, his sword-holding arm was shattered by Ling Tian's sword light.
"It seems that I won."
Ling Tian smiled slightly, not surprised at all by this result.
It seems like everything is under his control.
"snort!"
Wu Ming was unwilling to give up, but he did not entangle with Ling Tian anymore.
He knew very well that he was no match for Ling Tian.
After snorting coldly, he turned decisively to run away.
"Can you leave?"
Ling Tian sneered and chased forward with trembling steps.
Wuming had not been injured before, and there was still a chance of escape.
Now that he was seriously injured, how could he escape under Ling Tian's nose?
In less than three breaths, Ling Tian caught up with Wu Ming.
Then another sword came out, stabbing Wuming's lower body.
"ah……"
Wuming was caught off guard and his entire right leg was penetrated.
The moving steps immediately stopped.
Seeing Ling Tian's figure approaching, he suddenly turned around again.
"Why didn't you run away?"
Ling Tian saw Wuming turn around and asked Wuming with a smile.
He did not intend to kill Wuming, but wanted to capture Wuming alive.
Only by handing Wuming over to the forces in the fairy world can his innocence be proven.
"It's just one death, what's there to be afraid of?"
Wuming knew that he could not escape from Ling Tian's hands, so he simply gave up the struggle and said with disdain, "Draw out your sword and kill me!"
"kill you?"
Ling Tian smiled teasingly, how could he not see through Wuming's thoughts?
Wuming has an immortal soul and a powerful reincarnation technique.
It has existed for more than 300,000 years and has experienced nine lives.
There is no one in this world who can kill Wuming.
At least until now, no such person has appeared.
Wuming's wish for death is just asking for death in this life.
When Ling Tian killed Wu Ming, he only sent Wu Ming to reincarnation.
"I won't kill you."
Ling Tian had already thought of a way to deal with Wu Ming.
As he spoke, he stepped forward and stretched out his palm, grabbing Wuming's throat.
"What are you going to do?"
Wuming didn't understand what Ling Tian meant, thinking that Ling Tian was going to hand him over to the forces of the immortal and demon realms now, "Let me tell you, even if you hand me over to the forces of the immortal and demon realms, I won't say anything."
"Yeah?"
Ling Tian looked amused and waved his arm lightly.
The Heavenly Emperor's Palace was released and hung high in the sky.
The palace door opened, bursts of golden light bloomed.
Ling Tian then carried Wu Ming into the Heavenly Emperor's Palace.
"Do you know where this is?"
When they arrived at the Emperor's Palace, Ling Tian casually threw Wuming on the ground.
"The Emperor's Palace!"
Wuming replied coldly, still looking neither humble nor arrogant.
A person who is not even afraid of death, what can he fear?
"In the Emperor's Palace, I am the master."
With a smile on his face, Ling Tian looked at Wuming and said lightly, "You have an immortal soul and you want me to kill you and send you to reincarnation and reincarnation again, but I won't be stupid enough to do that. I will trap you in the Emperor's Palace.
Inside, let you never see the light of day."
In the Palace of Heavenly Emperor, Ling Tian is the ruler.
If Ling Tian wants Wuming to die, Wuming must die.
Ling Tian refused to let Wuming die, and Wuming didn't even have a chance to commit suicide.
Unless Wuming can practice in the Palace of Heavenly Emperor
To the peak of the great emperor realm.
In this way, you will not be bound by the Emperor's Palace.
However, it is very difficult for the nameless Heavenly Emperor to cultivate hard enough to reach the peak of the Great Emperor.
What's more, this is the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, how can Ling Tian let Wuming practice with peace of mind.
"you……"
Wuming understood what Ling Tian meant and immediately panicked.
Ling Tian refused to let him die and actually wanted to imprison him forever...
"Me what?"
Ling Tian smiled and said, "Are you panicking now? Where did your unruly look just now go?"
Nameless silence, speechless for a moment.
"What did you say just now?"
Ling Tian looked at Wu Ming with a smile and said, "You said that even if I hand you over to the forces of the immortal and demon realms, you won't say anything? How about I give you a chance to take back what you just said? Again
Organize your language and say it again."
Wuming gritted his teeth, there was nothing he could do against Ling Tian.
After being silent for a while, he looked up at Ling Tian and asked with a dark face, "If I tell the truth, will you let me leave the Emperor's Palace?"
"certainly."
Ling Tian said happily.
"I promise you."
Wuming said immediately.
He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of being imprisoned forever.
To him, that was more terrifying than death.
"But I can't trust you."
When Ling Tian heard Wuming's answer, he suddenly laughed again.
"Are you playing with me?"
Wuming's expression changed and he glared at Ling Tian angrily.
Ling Tian spread his hands and asked Wuming with an innocent face, "Why should I play with you? Are you fun?"
"Then what else do you want?"
Wuming was anxious and angry, scolding Ling Tiandao.
Ling Tian said calmly, "Don't throw the problem to me. You are asking me for help now. You should think about it carefully. How can I trust you and let you leave the Emperor's Palace in front of the world of immortals and demons?
All powerful people tell the truth with their faces.”