Chapter 2190: Let the sword of the proud sword

The first person of the young generation of the guardian of the sky, a face was knocked down by Lin Tian, ​​making everyone discolored.
Strong as the proud sword Tianzun, but also a slight accident, a strange light in the eyes.
From the breath that came out before God's rebellion, he could feel the rebellion of God. Although he couldn't count anything for him at the level of heaven, he was absolutely powerful under the heavens. At this time, Lin Tian was instantly knocking down God. Moreover, in this process, Lin Tian did not exude a strong breath, but it was just a casual movement. This is enough to show that Lin Tian’s strength far exceeds Shen’s rebellion. Lin Tian, ​​there is no comparability at all.
"Not bad!"
He said to himself.
God's rebellion was crushed to the ground by Lin Tian's face, and the indifference of the genius suddenly disappeared. The whole person was full of anger.
"Humanity!"
With a bang, the invigorating sacred light in the outside world, the majestic and mighty glory, and the unparalleled killing of light rushed again and again.
This killing is very horrible, and it seems to annihilate everything.
However, this has no effect on Lin Tian.
"disappear."
The two words floated out of Lin Tiankou, and their hands were swiftly swept away, showing nine colors, directly annihilating all the killings of God's rebellion, and then slamming the other's head, together with the soul of the body, is also a joint Collapsed.
On the ground, there is only one headless corpse.
"Big...Adult!"
"How... how could this be?! How come?!"
The faces of more than a hundred of the heavenly-level powerhouses who were guarding the surrounding areas all changed greatly, and they all trembled.
In front of them, the first young supreme of that family was killed, and was instantly wiped out.
On the other side, the proud sword Tianzun flashed a touch of fine mans, and moved for Lin Tian’s powerful strength, and moved even more in the nine-color swordsmanship that Lin Tian’s hand had interwoven before.
The nine-color holy force, nine-color swordsman, he saw for the first time, it is not the Lingtian swordsman that Lin Tian once cultivated, it is a new kendo, and the swordsmanship in the swordsmanship, let him This person who enters the sword is moving.
Simply speaking on the sword, put it under the same realm, he thinks that Lin Tianfang’s kendo is stronger than him!
Then, he felt that the atmosphere of Lin Tian had changed a lot. The ancient atmosphere that was once similar to their brothers and sisters is now weaker and too much, and is a new ancient classic. The breath is replaced.

Created a new ancient scripture that belongs to you?

He was intertwined in his eyes and guessed a lot in an instant.
"The beast!"
The roar sounded. At this time, the masters who were guarding the surrounding area for more than a hundred days were so angry that they all moved, and at the same time they rushed to Lin Tian.
God's first young supreme of the guardian of this day, so killed by Lin Tian, ​​they can not escape the relationship, after being informed by the pulse, they are difficult to survive.
At this time, they looked at Lin Tian, ​​their angry eyes were red, and Lin Tian killed God, which was to force them to die.
"Hey!"
The sword is piercing and creaking.
Silver swordsmanship, the swordsman swept the eight wild, proud swords Tianzun at this time, waved, swordsmanship.
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
More than a hundred days of the Lord, at the same time being forced back by these swords, each one is penetrated, blood and water splashing empty.
"The skill of the four divisions, you have control, with your current cultivation, with the skills of the four divisions, when you can destroy the minerals here, destroy it." Proud sword Tianzun said, "They, I come."
With the words falling, the ten-party space is full of swords, and more than a hundred heavenly gods are shrouded at the same time.
"Good predecessors."
Lin Tian nodded, naturally knowing that the sword of the proud sword Tian Zun is the funeral dragon of the burial dragon.
In this way, his heart could not help but move, thinking of another point, the burial dragon Tianzun, is the four disciples of the king?
Thinking of these things, he did not stop, the funeral dragons followed the mind, and the dragons rushed out.
He created his own reincarnation, and created his own defense and killing magic. However, the nine people's skills, he has not abandoned the abandonment, still control.
"Hey!"
The dragon pattern interweaves and spreads under him to the ground. Soon, he feels that the blood stasis mine under the ground is many times larger than the mine he destroyed before. It makes people have cold back.
Outside the blood mine, surrounded by a special vein enchantment, it is very strong. He began to build a large array of burial dragons in the underground. As long as the burial dragons burst into a large squad, they can be easily ruined by his current cultivation. This bloodstone mine.
After all, destruction is much easier than mining.
"Hugh think!"
For more than a hundred days, the Lord saw Lin Tian in his work, to destroy the bloodstone mine here, even if someone rushed over.
The first young supreme of the family was killed before their eyes. The hope that they can survive is very small, but at least there is hope. After that, as long as they suppress Lin Tian, ​​they suppress the disciple of the proud sword Tianzun. If you dig into the bloodstone mine here, the family may look at the net, and they will break through and not kill them.
And if Lin Tian will destroy the bloodstone mine here, then they will be finished, and they will die.
"come back."
Proud sword Tianzun opened, the voice is indifferent, Ling Tian Jian Mang turbulent, life will rush to Lin Tian's God to rewind.
The fierce swordsmanship is soaring, and more than a hundred people are all overwhelmed by these swords. No one can break through.
"Get out!"
More than a hundred days of roaring, crazy attack and killing proud sword Tianzun, to stop Lin Tianshi to destroy the blood of the mine here.
The proud sword Tianzun expression is indifferent, Ling Tianjian Mang surrounds the body, such as the unparalleled sword sages in the world, facing the siege of more than one hundred heavenly gods, no defeat, is absolutely above.
Lin Tian and Shi Longwen built a large array of funeral dragons, while watching the battle between the proud sword Tianzun and the hundreds of heavenly gods, the eyes intertwined with the fine mans, once again for the strength of the other side and shocked.
On the years of practice, the proud sword Tianzun is undoubtedly far from being comparable to these heavenly gods. However, in terms of combat power, it is far stronger than these heavenly gods, and is almost not at a height.
He seriously watched the proud sword Tianzun confronted with more than a hundred heavens. This level of battle, especially the battle of such people as the proud sword Tianzun, is still useful to him. Watching these battles can make him more I realized something.
Soon, time flies, three hours pass.
At three o'clock, the proud sword Tianzun confronted more than a hundred heavenly gods and smashed fifty-eight people. He, at this time, completely built the intact burial dragon array.
"start!"
He had a long-handed seal, and the burial dragons suddenly opened, and the dragons were soaring, and the devastating dragons of the sky broke out.
PS: Tomorrow is the college entrance examination. Here, the dragon blesses all the schoolmates who are taking the college entrance examination to win the title of the gold medal and achieve a satisfactory result! You are the future of the motherland, and you will surely make a brilliant future!