Chapter 2222: Boxing 18th wing ancient ancestor

The knife is fierce, and the speed is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it is down to Lin Tian and others.
Lin Tian was moved for the first time. After he stepped into the heavens, this was the first time he felt threatened.
However, although he felt the threat, his movements were very quick, and he punched a punch directly.
With a bang, the boxing banged, the amazing boxing vibrates, and the smash of the emptiness of the Zhou Dynasty’s emptiness is forcibly smashed.

Is this level already reached?

A voice came out with an unexpected sound.
Where the knives came, a middle-aged man with an eighteenth wing appeared, staring at Lin Tian for a moment.
This is a monk who is comparable to the ancient ancestor of the heavenly guardian family. Behind him, there are dozens of other figures, all carrying the sixteen wings, and they are more powerful than those of the perfect world. Wing monks are stronger.
"Reincarnation!"
The 18-wing middle-aged reopened again. As the 18-wing powerhouse of the guardian of the heavens, I knew that about Lin Tian, ​​I knew it more than a hundred years ago. At that time, he knew about Lin Tian. The intelligence, Lin Tian seems to have only the power of the dominating level, never thought, now only a hundred years have passed, Lin Tian has already reached the height of the heavens, only the knife with his suppression force that he sacrificed is actually Lin The sky was punched and shattered.
At this time, watching Lin Tian, ​​his nephew was indifferent, and there was a trace of shock.
For more than a hundred years, from the dominance to the sky, this practice is too amazing.
"He is... reincarnation?!"
Behind this person, the other dozens of 16-wing strongmen are moving, and their eyes are falling on Lin Tian for a moment.
They have limited strength, and it is not very clear about Lin Tian’s reincarnation.
At this time, listening to the 18th middle-aged middle-aged Lin Tian as a reincarnation, one by one is shocked.
The 18-wing middle-aged did not respond to these people. Looking at Lin Tian, ​​his eyes swept through Fengshen Tianzun, Aojian Tianzun and Xiaotaichu. Obviously, they also knew the identity of the three, but they completely ignored the White Tiger.
"You can find this place, you know a lot of things, to play the idea of ​​this perfect world? The courage is not small." The eyes fell on Lin Tian and his party, and the middle age began to force Lin Tian and others to go: " You, that's it."
Pushing toward Lin Tian and others, this person’s eyes are intertwined with a strong and sturdy look. These people, in addition to the white tiger, have great value for their guardian of the sky, once he will The suppression of these people will be a great achievement, and they will surely win the awards within the family and help him to evolve directly into the 36-wing level.
Lin Tian looked at the middle age and could feel the tremendous pressure from the other side, but it was very speechless, because among them, Feng Shen Tian Zun could easily solve the absolute, and the proud sword Tian Zun did not seal the gods. However, it is also better to have the strength than the other side, but the other party has taken a look at them.
"Predecessors, I will try first."
He paused and said to the goddess of heaven and the proud sword.
Nowadays, the general Tongtian-level monk, even if it is the king body, has no resilience in his hands. At this time, he wants to use this ancient ancestor’s 18-wing middle-aged war to see if his own combat power is there. How many times.
As the words fell, he took a direct step, moving toward the middle of the 18-winged front, and instantly pushed closer.
"Boom!"
The void blew, his shot is a reincarnation, and the boxing force is forced.
The 18-wing middle-aged scorpion immediately became a cold: "The arrogant thing!"
He is the existence of the ancient ancestor level, much stronger than the average Tongtian monk, and the world is different. But now, Lin Tian, ​​who seems to have just stepped into the heavens, dare to attack him like this. There is no jealousy and fear, even if I know that Lin Tian is a reincarnation, the fighting power is far from the ordinary people who have just stepped into the realm of heaven. But it still looks colder and feels that Lin Tian is too mad, this is just like Despise him!
At the moment, with a bang, he rushed into the rolling knives and evolved a knives to kill Lin Huachong.
In a blink of an eye, the reincarnation of the light and the killing of the knife light collide, and the empty time of the Zhou Dynasty annihilates the blockbuster.
The sacred glory of the sky is intertwined. The first real collision, Lin Tian completely blocked the other side, and did not fall into the disadvantages. Then he directly sacrificed the reincarnation of the nine swords in the reincarnation of the sword, and quickly smashed the ruined nine. Color sword light.
At the beginning, he used the power of faith to temporarily upgrade the cultivation to the ordinary level of the early days of the heavens. However, the improvement of the early days of the heavens, which was promoted by the power of faith, could not be compared with the real world that he really achieved today. Therefore, at this time, he took a battle with the enemy of this ancient ancestor level and truly tested his current combat power.
"Hey!"
The sword is screaming, the ear is very harsh, and the nine-wheeled swordsmanship is mixed with the power of destruction, and the sword is strong and somewhat awkward.
The 18-wing middle-aged movement, Lin Tian's sword at this time, actually made him feel some pressure.
Because the speed of the sword is too fast, too late to resist, he temporarily moved to dodge.
"When you have a war with a monk in the beginning of the day, do you choose to dodge?"
Lin Tian’s voice sounded, reincarnation of the gods’ body, and the speed suddenly increased. After the reincarnation of the Nine Swords, he quickly approached the middle of the 18th wing and waved the reincarnation and ruthlessly pressed.
Moreover, at this moment, he will also work in the reincarnation of forging, and in the meantime, superimposed twenty times of combat power, speed and boxing, etc., all produce a huge improvement at this moment.
This breath makes the 18-year-old middle-aged lively: "You..."
"boom!"
A muffled sound, directly interrupting its next words, Lin Tian, ​​who runs the reincarnation of the fortune, climbs up in all aspects, and interferes with the middle-aged movement of the 18th wing with a reincarnation, and the reincarnation falls straight on the other's chest. on.
"puff!"
Blood water immediately splashed, the 18th wing flew in the middle ages, split in the distance four or five, dyed the red void.
Such a scene, so that the white tiger eyeballs not far away immediately smashed round, the hair can not help but fall.
"This... this metamorphosis!"
It is heart-wrenching.
Eighteen-wing middle-aged, that is the existence of the ancient ancestor level, but now, Lin Tiancai just stepped into the heavens, even by virtue of his own combat power, at this time, this level of people will be a fist Broken, this is too scary.
Xiao Taichu, Fengshen Tianzun and proud sword Tianzun are also shocked by this scene.
"grown ups!"
In this place, dozens of sixteen winged monks have changed their color, and their eighteen wings led the team. At this time, they were actually crushed by Lin Tian at the beginning of the day, so that they were shocked and full of faces. Unbelievable.