Chapter 2225
Blood splashed in the void, Lin Tian was full of cracks, reincarnation sword around the body.
"Keng!"
He wields the reincarnation sword formula, and the nine color reincarnation sword light is sharp and fast, constantly cutting toward the middle-aged of eighteen wings.
Eighteen wings middle-aged eyes cold, eighteen wings shaking, kill cutting hurricane roll out, seems to crack the sky.
The nine colors of reincarnation sword light are smashed one by one. Eighteen wings middle-aged appear in front of Lin Tian. The killing hurricane falls on Lin Tian steadily, and blows Lin Tian hundreds of feet away, spilling more blood.
Lin Tianheng flies, but there is no anxiety and worry on his face, and reincarnation chop god technique is quietly sacrificed again.
At the same time, Wang's reincarnation map is once again propped up by him to attack and kill each other together with thunder Shinto and nature Shinto.
Eighteen wings middle-aged is fearless, face up, Shinto law is already propped up, crazy attack to Lin Tian.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two men fought, and the void of the ten sides collapsed.
At this time, Lin Tian was completely below. Although he repeatedly injured the middle-aged of eighteen wings, his body was more seriously injured by the middle-aged of eighteen wings, and he was stained with blood.
"You don't control order?"
He breathed a few more times, and suddenly he spoke.
After fighting for such a long time, he has been observing the other side. The other side has been unable to take him for a long time, and has been injured by him again and again, but he has never sacrificed the power of order. Moreover, he feels that there seems to be no order fluctuation on the other side.
Eighteen wing middle-aged eyes a cold, Shengwei is soaring: "no order, suppress you still easy."
Lin Tian's eyes crossed a shimmer, which can be confirmed from the other party's words that the other party did not control the order.
"It's a bit of a surprise that you are still the first one who can't control the order of the ancient ancestors I've met." Lin Tian's words were plain, and then the words changed: "since there is no order, it can be over."
As his words fell and boom, the Xiandi tower floated out of his body. As soon as it appeared, it sent out a huge breath, which seemed to suppress everything. Moreover, there was an amazing thunder will and sacred breath around the Xiandi tower. It was the breath of disaster and the power of belief, which made the sky tremble slightly.
Eighteen wings middle-aged suddenly moved, was surprised by the smell of Xiandi tower, it is too frightening: "you..."
"Kill
Lin Tian's voice is also cold down, a kill word export, Xiandi tower with him and move, suppress eight wasteland.
This is his original magic weapon, forged by the legendary Hongmeng Tianjing. From the chaos level, he has been polishing this original magic weapon unremittingly. In ordinary times, he hardly used it, but his power is constantly expanding. At this stage, as he stepped into the heaven level, This imperial pagoda naturally evolved into a heavenly level holy soldier, which is far from being comparable to the ordinary heavenly level holy soldier.
"Boom!"
With the fall of Xiandi tower, the space within a thousand Zhang radius was blocked and suppressed for the first time.
With a hiss, the holy power outside the body of eighteen wings middle-aged people was smashed directly, and the Xiandi pagoda fell on him steadily.
"Poof!"
The blood water immediately splashed, and the Xiandi tower was like a meteorite outside the sky, directly smashing the other side's shock.
This time, the other side is completely crushed, solid body, at this moment, biochemical as a blood mist.
"Damn it
The voice of astonishment and anger came out, and the spirit of the middle-aged 18 wings kept on roaring. In the twinkling of an eye, the body was condensed again.
Lin Tian's expression is the same, step out, Xiandi tower with the pressure.
At this time, the Xiandi pagoda is only three inches high, but it gives people some terrible weight. Where it passes, the space is distorted, and the air is hissing, just like a destroyed pagoda.
Eighteen wings changed color in the middle age. They could clearly feel the horror of the tower. With a low roar, they held up the holy radiance all over the sky. Then they continuously used 13 core magic powers to fight against it.
However, the Xiandi pagoda was too strong. The domineering atmosphere of thunder and the sacred atmosphere of faith intertwined with each other, and the towering radiance erupted. Then, the whole pagoda body soared from about three inches to tens of feet.
Hiss, 18 wings middle-aged propped up all means were crushed for the first time, hit by Xiandi tower again.
"Poof!"
Blood splashed, this ancient ancestor level strong man was crushed into blood fog, only the spirit survived.
Such a scene, startled white tiger and little too early are greatly surprised, and then can't help but shrink their necks.
Just before, when they saw Lin Tian below, they thought that Lin Tian could not defeat the ancient ancestors. But they didn't think that he would be defeated. With the sacrifice of Xiandi pagoda, the powerful middle-aged man with eighteen wings was hit twice in a row. The war situation changed suddenly, and Lin Tian seemed to get the upper hand at this time!
The eyes of Fengshen Tianzun and aojian Tianzun fall on the Xiandi pagoda of Lin Tian, and the eyes are interwoven with essence and awn.
"It's amazing!"
The way of God.
Boom!
In front of him, there was a big shock in the void. Lin Tian urged Xiandi pagoda to move. Where he passed, everything was suppressed by Xiandi pagoda.
On the top of the pagoda, there are endless thunder seals around the surface, which are the traces left after he baptized the pagoda again and again with thunder robbery. Every thunder seal is full of the real breath of robbery. It's extremely masculine and powerful.
At the same time, in addition to these thunder seals, the treasure seal of faith, which is moistened by the power of faith, is the pure breath of the most holy God. It also spreads all over the surface of the Xiandi tower, and seems to purify everything between heaven and earth.
Now, the two different marks are shining at the same time, and combined with the power of the immortal pagoda itself, the three forces shake together. That power is really too strong, and the eighteen wing middle-aged people are completely suppressed for the first time.
"Poof!"
Blood splashed out. In the battle with Xiandi pagoda, he was totally defeated by the middle-aged 18 wings. As soon as he got together again, his body was smashed again. This time, even the spirit appeared cracks, as if it was going to break up at the next moment.
Grunting, flesh and blood wriggling, eighteen wings middle-aged gathered again, but the breath has been weak to the bottom, his face has become a pale, looking at the imperial tower suspended above Lin Tian's head, very angry.
This tower is too strong, and its domineering, sacred and primitive atmosphere makes his spirit tremble.
It was also at this time that Lin Tian stepped forward and brought Xiandi pagoda down again.
"How many more times can you resist?"
His voice is indifferent, his eyes are deep, and the Xiandi pagoda is mixed with the atmosphere of tyranny, sacred belief and primitive Hongmeng, which once again falls to the middle age of the eighteen wings.
"Keng!"
He wields the reincarnation sword formula, and the nine color reincarnation sword light is sharp and fast, constantly cutting toward the middle-aged of eighteen wings.
Eighteen wings middle-aged eyes cold, eighteen wings shaking, kill cutting hurricane roll out, seems to crack the sky.
The nine colors of reincarnation sword light are smashed one by one. Eighteen wings middle-aged appear in front of Lin Tian. The killing hurricane falls on Lin Tian steadily, and blows Lin Tian hundreds of feet away, spilling more blood.
Lin Tianheng flies, but there is no anxiety and worry on his face, and reincarnation chop god technique is quietly sacrificed again.
At the same time, Wang's reincarnation map is once again propped up by him to attack and kill each other together with thunder Shinto and nature Shinto.
Eighteen wings middle-aged is fearless, face up, Shinto law is already propped up, crazy attack to Lin Tian.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The two men fought, and the void of the ten sides collapsed.
At this time, Lin Tian was completely below. Although he repeatedly injured the middle-aged of eighteen wings, his body was more seriously injured by the middle-aged of eighteen wings, and he was stained with blood.
"You don't control order?"
He breathed a few more times, and suddenly he spoke.
After fighting for such a long time, he has been observing the other side. The other side has been unable to take him for a long time, and has been injured by him again and again, but he has never sacrificed the power of order. Moreover, he feels that there seems to be no order fluctuation on the other side.
Eighteen wing middle-aged eyes a cold, Shengwei is soaring: "no order, suppress you still easy."
Lin Tian's eyes crossed a shimmer, which can be confirmed from the other party's words that the other party did not control the order.
"It's a bit of a surprise that you are still the first one who can't control the order of the ancient ancestors I've met." Lin Tian's words were plain, and then the words changed: "since there is no order, it can be over."
As his words fell and boom, the Xiandi tower floated out of his body. As soon as it appeared, it sent out a huge breath, which seemed to suppress everything. Moreover, there was an amazing thunder will and sacred breath around the Xiandi tower. It was the breath of disaster and the power of belief, which made the sky tremble slightly.
Eighteen wings middle-aged suddenly moved, was surprised by the smell of Xiandi tower, it is too frightening: "you..."
"Kill
Lin Tian's voice is also cold down, a kill word export, Xiandi tower with him and move, suppress eight wasteland.
This is his original magic weapon, forged by the legendary Hongmeng Tianjing. From the chaos level, he has been polishing this original magic weapon unremittingly. In ordinary times, he hardly used it, but his power is constantly expanding. At this stage, as he stepped into the heaven level, This imperial pagoda naturally evolved into a heavenly level holy soldier, which is far from being comparable to the ordinary heavenly level holy soldier.
"Boom!"
With the fall of Xiandi tower, the space within a thousand Zhang radius was blocked and suppressed for the first time.
With a hiss, the holy power outside the body of eighteen wings middle-aged people was smashed directly, and the Xiandi pagoda fell on him steadily.
"Poof!"
The blood water immediately splashed, and the Xiandi tower was like a meteorite outside the sky, directly smashing the other side's shock.
This time, the other side is completely crushed, solid body, at this moment, biochemical as a blood mist.
"Damn it
The voice of astonishment and anger came out, and the spirit of the middle-aged 18 wings kept on roaring. In the twinkling of an eye, the body was condensed again.
Lin Tian's expression is the same, step out, Xiandi tower with the pressure.
At this time, the Xiandi pagoda is only three inches high, but it gives people some terrible weight. Where it passes, the space is distorted, and the air is hissing, just like a destroyed pagoda.
Eighteen wings changed color in the middle age. They could clearly feel the horror of the tower. With a low roar, they held up the holy radiance all over the sky. Then they continuously used 13 core magic powers to fight against it.
However, the Xiandi pagoda was too strong. The domineering atmosphere of thunder and the sacred atmosphere of faith intertwined with each other, and the towering radiance erupted. Then, the whole pagoda body soared from about three inches to tens of feet.
Hiss, 18 wings middle-aged propped up all means were crushed for the first time, hit by Xiandi tower again.
"Poof!"
Blood splashed, this ancient ancestor level strong man was crushed into blood fog, only the spirit survived.
Such a scene, startled white tiger and little too early are greatly surprised, and then can't help but shrink their necks.
Just before, when they saw Lin Tian below, they thought that Lin Tian could not defeat the ancient ancestors. But they didn't think that he would be defeated. With the sacrifice of Xiandi pagoda, the powerful middle-aged man with eighteen wings was hit twice in a row. The war situation changed suddenly, and Lin Tian seemed to get the upper hand at this time!
The eyes of Fengshen Tianzun and aojian Tianzun fall on the Xiandi pagoda of Lin Tian, and the eyes are interwoven with essence and awn.
"It's amazing!"
The way of God.
Boom!
In front of him, there was a big shock in the void. Lin Tian urged Xiandi pagoda to move. Where he passed, everything was suppressed by Xiandi pagoda.
On the top of the pagoda, there are endless thunder seals around the surface, which are the traces left after he baptized the pagoda again and again with thunder robbery. Every thunder seal is full of the real breath of robbery. It's extremely masculine and powerful.
At the same time, in addition to these thunder seals, the treasure seal of faith, which is moistened by the power of faith, is the pure breath of the most holy God. It also spreads all over the surface of the Xiandi tower, and seems to purify everything between heaven and earth.
Now, the two different marks are shining at the same time, and combined with the power of the immortal pagoda itself, the three forces shake together. That power is really too strong, and the eighteen wing middle-aged people are completely suppressed for the first time.
"Poof!"
Blood splashed out. In the battle with Xiandi pagoda, he was totally defeated by the middle-aged 18 wings. As soon as he got together again, his body was smashed again. This time, even the spirit appeared cracks, as if it was going to break up at the next moment.
Grunting, flesh and blood wriggling, eighteen wings middle-aged gathered again, but the breath has been weak to the bottom, his face has become a pale, looking at the imperial tower suspended above Lin Tian's head, very angry.
This tower is too strong, and its domineering, sacred and primitive atmosphere makes his spirit tremble.
It was also at this time that Lin Tian stepped forward and brought Xiandi pagoda down again.
"How many more times can you resist?"
His voice is indifferent, his eyes are deep, and the Xiandi pagoda is mixed with the atmosphere of tyranny, sacred belief and primitive Hongmeng, which once again falls to the middle age of the eighteen wings.