Although Ling Wen's Saint-Slaying Domain was powerful, its actual effect was only to disable the power of the Law.
The power of law is disabled, and a strong person in the holy realm is no different from a ninth-level supreme being.
However, those who can truly become saints will not have weak martial arts skills.
Ling Tomb and Ling Dong were both extraordinary people when they were young, and they shined for an era.
It's just that Ling Dong had been a saint for a long time, and the law was suddenly banned. He was so panicked that he didn't dare to confront Ling Wen head-on.
After all, he is also afraid of death, and even more afraid of being laughed at!
In comparison, Ling Tomb's thoughts were much clearer than Ling Dong's.
In his opinion, even if he was in the Slaughter Saint Realm, had his laws banned, and suppressed his cultivation to the ninth level of the Tao Realm, he would not be much weaker than Ling Wen.
Even if Ling Wen cannot be killed, he will not be killed by Ling Wen.
"kill!"
Facing Ling Tomb, Ling Wen didn't want to say more.
Before he became the holy son of the Ling clan, Ling Tomb suppressed him frequently.
If he hadn't been strong enough, he would have died before becoming the Holy Son.
What's more, Ling Tomb ordered to hunt him down, which indirectly killed the person he loved.
If I don't kill Ling Tomb today, how can I relieve the hatred in his heart?
call out! call out! call out……
Several rays of sword light shot toward Ling Tomb at the same time, intending to take Ling Tomb's life.
Ling Tomb didn't dare to be careless, he took out his sword immediately and took action with the sword.
The two figures instantly fought together.
"Master, do we want to help?"
When Ling De saw that Ling Wen and Ling Tomb were at loggerheads, he looked at Ling Dong with a frown.
"What help?"
Ling Dong scolded coldly, the anger in his eyes still flashing, "Ling Tomb watched so many people from my Ming lineage being killed and turned a blind eye, so why should we help him?"
"Forehead……"
Ling De's expression was complicated, and he murmured and asked, "But if Ling Tomb is defeated and dies, what should we do?"
"Better he's dead!"
Ling Dong said coldly, and after Yan Bi looked sideways in the direction of Ling's Three Cities, "Master, we should be here soon."
There have always been some conflicts between the three lines of the Ling Saint Clan.
Just now, Ling Dong's behavior of hiding his head and tail in the tomb and disregarding the life and death of everyone in the Ming lineage has already angered Ling Dong.
Ling Dong now wished that Ling Tomb would die, but he also hoped that Ling Tomb could hold on for a little longer until his master, Sword Master Wuchang, arrived.
As for the idea of helping to dig the tomb, he had no idea at all.
Because that would only increase the casualties of the Ming lineage.
boom!
At this time, a loud noise suddenly broke out in the battle circle.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that Ling Tomb's figure was blown away.
"How can it be!"
Ling Tomb rolled around a few times to stabilize his figure, and his expression suddenly darkened.
The arm holding the sword trembled slightly, and Ling Wen's sword energy opened a terrifying gash.
"You should be glad that you were not born in the same era as me! Otherwise, you would never be able to take the position of leader of the Ling Holy Clan!"
After saying that, Ling Wen stepped forward with his sword in hand again, his murderous intent getting stronger and stronger.
Ling Wen and Ling Tomb were not contemporaries.
The age difference between the two is a hundred years.
Ling Tomb also had an era of glory when he was young, surpassing his peers from the Ling Saint Clan.
But in terms of achievements at the same age, Ling Tomb is far inferior to Ling Wen.
For the past few decades, Ling Wen had been imprisoned in Thunder Prison.
Unable to understand the laws, he realized the Saint Slaughter Domain.
But at the same time, he did not slack off in his Taoist practice.
Now his control over Dao power has reached its peak!
"Damn it!"
After receiving Ling Wen's sword forcefully, Ling Tomb's figure was pushed back again.
He hurriedly turned to look at Ling Dong and shouted at him, "Ling Dong, are you still watching over there?"
"Didn't you also watch before?"
Ling Dong looked indifferent and asked Ling Tomb.
"You bastard!"
Ling Tomb was angry and shouted loudly.
"No one can save you!"
At the same time, Ling Wen struck out with several more swords.
He had known that Ling Dong and Ling Tomb were not compatible.
This was also the reason why he dared to kill Ling Tomb here.
call out! call out! call out……
The sword light is extremely evil! Great benefit!
"No……"
After blocking Ling Wen's three swords, Ling Tomb, who was already injured, was finally pierced by the sword light.
Under the angry and unwilling roar, his vitality quickly dissipated.
Finally, it fell to the ground.
puff……
At this time, Ling Wen's throat felt sweet.
Blood suddenly spat out of his mouth.
"father!"
Ling Tian, who was in the divine battleship, saw this and his expression suddenly changed.
He piloted the divine pattern battleship and arrived at Ling Wen's side.
call!
A great force descended from the sky and suppressed Ling Wen.
Ling Wen moved quickly and returned to the top of the divine battleship.
When he looked up, he saw an old man in white robes appearing in front of him.
It was the white-robed old man who broke his Saint-Slaying Domain, which caused his blood to flow backwards and vomit blood at the mouth.
"Impermanent Sword Master, have you been here a long time ago?"
Ling Wen knew that this person was the Sword Master of Wuchang, the Holy King of the Ming Dynasty of the Ling clan!
He killed Ling Tomb with his front foot, and the Impermanence Sword Master appeared with his back foot.
This is definitely not a coincidence!
The Impermanence Sword Master must have arrived here after he fought with Ling Tomb and before killing Ling Tomb.
He didn't show up before, but he just wanted to use his hand to get rid of Ling Tomb!
"The Ling Saint Clan is really terrible!"
Ling asked what he guessed, with a look of deep contempt on his face.
People from the same holy clan, due to different factions, plotted against each other.
Ling Tomb sat back and watched as the Ming Dynasty and other Taoist realms were executed.
The Impermanent Sword Master sat back and watched Ling Tomb die, indifferent.
What future does such a holy race have?
"Master, you are finally here."
Ling Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Impermanent Sword Master appearing.
The Impermanent Sword Master nodded slightly at Ling Dong. After glancing at the corpses of the powerful men of the extremely powerful lineage on the ground, he looked at Ling Wen and said, "Ling Wen, were you so majestic just now? You actually killed the people of my Ming lineage. Being slaughtered as a chicken?"
"snort!"
Ling Wen snorted coldly and his face darkened.
"You shouldn't have listened to Ling Xingchen in the first place. You should have destroyed your cultivation!"
The Impermanent Sword Master said coldly, and slowly raised his arm with the power of the terrible law, "But now, it's not too late. You still have to save your life, but with this level of cultivation, there is really no need!"
When Ling Wen was captured by the First Lineage, Impermanence Sword Master suggested to Star Sword Master to abolish Ling Wen's cultivation, but this suggestion was rejected by Star Sword Master.
According to the Sword Master of the Stars, Ling Wen, who has no cultivation, cannot withstand the thunder of the Nine Hells. He will definitely die if he is imprisoned in the Thunder Prison.
Without being imprisoned in Thunder Prison, it would not have the effect of torturing Ling Wen, and it would not be possible to force Ling Wen to reveal the whereabouts of the inherited holy sword.
call!
The power of law that filled the void suppressed Ling Wen, causing Ling Wen's body to stiffen suddenly.
"father!"
When Ling Tian saw this, he immediately rushed out of the divine pattern battleship.
"roll!"
The Impermanent Sword Master waved his arm, causing the wind to roar.
In an instant, Ling Tian was flipped to one side.
Ling Wen's body was slowly lifted into the air under the constraints of the power of law.
When the Impermanent Sword Master grasped his hand, the power of law rushed into Ling Wen's body.
boom!
Ling Wen felt a cramp in his body.
In an instant, all the meridians were severed!
"Old bastard!"
Ling Tian noticed that Ling Wen's aura was gradually weakening, and immediately shouted angrily.
Then he stepped forward one after another, ducking to catch Ling Wen's falling body.
After checking, Ling Tian's expression instantly became extremely complicated.
At this time, Ling Wen's life force in his body was still stable.
But all his cultivation was gone...
