Murong Xian and the Xiantian of the Thirteenth City Walled City were almost paralyzed. Ling Tian actually swallowed a god. Even if it was just a clone of the lowest servant god, it was still a god.
"Ant, how dare you swallow my clone..."
However, compared to those who were devoured, the innate fears of Murong Xian and the Thirteenth City Walled City were nothing at all.
Along with a huge roar, a phantom appeared in mid-air in front of Ling Tian. His appearance was the same as that of the god's clone that was swallowed by Ling Tian before, but neither his temperament nor his expression made him feel noble.
How many.
This is the true spirit.
Unfortunately, this is just a projection.
"Ridiculous arrogance..."
Ling Tian glanced at the phantom in mid-air indifferently, and then walked slowly towards Murong Xian and others. Under the look of fear and horror on the latter's face, the spiritual power of the Emperor's Fury, which had reached the immortal realm, swept across, directly suppressing the latter's body and unable to move, and then
He stretched out his arms and crushed several people's necks one by one.
After crushing the necks of Murong Xian and the six innates of the Thirteenth Fortress, Ling Tian did not go back to hunt down the other seven innates of the Thirteenth Fortress, but strode outside.
At this time, the projection of the god was still roaring angrily.
Ling Tian knew better that although the projection was not real and the god should be very far away from here at the moment, with the power of a god at the level of a fairy, no matter how far it is, it would never take too long to get here.
time.
The projection of this god has directly 'seen' his appearance, so if he cannot escape quickly from the north of the Zhou Empire, he may be found by this god soon.
The figure quickly disappeared into the black smoke. This was a very dangerous black smoke for Ling Tian in the innate realm before, but it was nothing to the current Ling Tian.
The Great Zhou Empire was an extremely large empire. The north was connected to the grasslands, but it was not filled with eternal killings like the ancient times in Lingtian's world. In fact, the north here was more about trade.
Specialties from the grasslands are continuously sent to the Central Plains and the South through here.
Every year, countless caravans travel to and from the northern border of the Great Zhou Empire. A few days later, Ling Tian gathered all his aura and left the northern land leisurely while sitting on the cargo of a caravan truck.
Ling Tian didn't know that shortly after he left the northern part of the Great Zhou Empire, a terrifying beast tide swept through more than seventy cities including Anyuan City, and millions of people died in this beast tide.
After the beast tide, major gangs appeared out of nowhere and restored peace in the north. However, a group of leaders among these gangs resigned from their positions as gang leaders shortly after the beast tide.
Then disappeared without a trace.
It is said that some people saw the leaders of those gangs flying directly into the sky, and the direction seemed to be south.
Of course, this southern statement was quickly refuted. Some people said that the leaders of those gangs had cultivated to the realm of gods and had ascended to the divine realm. Others said that this was all rumors.
After the beast wave, and amid the grief of millions of people dying, these various rumors seemed to have slightly alleviated the pain in the north, giving people some topics to distract their attention after dinner.
On the carriage heading south, Ling Tian was currently concentrating his true energy and spiritual power, and constantly trying to figure out the realm of immortals.
However, after a few days, Ling Tian gave up on the step-by-step speculation. Ling Tian's accumulation reached the realm of immortals.
, this is already the ceiling of the past two worlds. If he wants to take a step forward, unless Ling Tian can innovate and use his supreme talent to gain a glimpse of the subsequent realm.
It's a pity that Ling Tian is not such a genius.
Lying on top of the cargo, Ling Tian squinted his eyes and turned on the system.
It had been almost half a month since he left the world of the Tang Dynasty. By now, his immortal realm had already been firmly established, and he would not be able to reach perfection in the remaining time and a half.
Now, there is more likely to be a god chasing after you. If you don't enter the dungeon world, you would be called a fool.
"This search consumes 40,000 yuan of luck..."
"Thousands of years, eternal search, immortals and Buddhas are extinct, why is immortality, the sword world is empty, how can hell exist, this world needs 200,000 fortunes to open..."
"Buddhism and Taoism follow the traces, Confucianism is empty, hell is desolate, demons are in chaos, open the Lingshan Mountain, enter the gate of heaven, and need to reshape the three realms before you can pass this copy. This world requires 1.2 million luck to open..."
"Buddhism and Taoism are at war, Kyushu is in turmoil, Nanhua has given a book, wars are rising again, dragons and snakes are dancing, demons are lurking, and they demand to be crowned Human Emperor again. Only by unifying the three realms can you clear this dungeon. This world requires 1.5 million luck to open...
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The mechanical sound of the system slowly sounded. Ling Tian looked at the first prompt and cursed secretly. The cost of searching for the copy doubled again, from free to 20,000, then 40,000, and next time it might be 80,000...
But before the complaint was over, Ling Tian's face suddenly stiffened.
Three copies appeared in front of his eyes. The first copy seemed to be the one that required the most luck. The last time, Ling Tian was very greedy. After all, the words "immortal Buddha, immortality, etc." appeared in it.
However, to Ling Tian, immortals and Buddhas are no longer that great existence, and immortality is almost infinitely close to him.
At this time, Ling Tian was more concerned about the next two copies.
Not only are the fortunes opened in these two dungeons no longer at the same level as the previous ones, but the bottom two dungeons also seem to have mandatory tasks.
Reshaping the Three Realms, the Human Emperor...
There is no doubt that it is a real mythical world, and it is not a martial arts world like the Tang Dynasty that can open immortal gates.
However, what is regrettable is that Ling Tian's luck is not enough to open these two worlds.
Because of the lack of luck last time, Ling Tian has accumulated a little more luck this time, leaving a total of one million. Who would have thought that, excluding the two hundred thousand at the bottom, there are only two minimum ones left.
That one also costs 1.2 million, which is really a lie.
"It consumes two hundred thousand luck..."
Ling Tian ruthlessly, almost gritting his teeth, chose the first world.
The world in front of him began to become void, and then dissipated. Ling Tian opened his eyes wide and carefully felt the changes in the surrounding space. At the same time, a burst of mental power crazily explored in, and his fingers even directly reached out, penetrating into the chaos of the surrounding space.
flow.
Terrifying power surged, and the expression on Ling Tian's face began to change continuously.
And at this moment, when Ling Tian let go of his mental power and strength, in a certain mountain range in the north of the Great Zhou Empire, suddenly, a light suddenly appeared among several men who all exuded a holy aura.
The curtain flickered open.
"That person is... catching up with him and killing him..."
The projection of a god who had been devoured by Ling Tian appeared, looked at the men coldly and said, these men are the leaders of several gangs in the north who disappeared after the beast tide. The reason why they disappeared was because
After absorbing the power from the sacrifice, they broke through the innate world and advanced to the realm of gods. Originally, they should indeed enter the world where gods reside.
However, because of Ling Tian, they were left behind by a certain servant god to hunt down Ling Tian.
The firelight flickered, and these figures disappeared from the spot.
