Buzz!
The moment Ling Tian's palm touched the hilt of the Ancient Heavenly Sin Sword, the Ancient Heavenly Sin Sword made a sword roar.
The terrifying power instantly penetrated Ling Tian's body, causing Ling Tian's face to turn red.
"The power of darkness..."
A stinging pain came, and Ling Tian's face gradually distorted.
He wanted to suppress this force, but this force was too huge and terrifying...
After a period of violence, Ling Tian's consciousness gradually fell into a trance.
In the end, he fainted next to the ancient sword of Heavenly Sin.
The Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin flashed a strange black light at this moment, covering Ling Tian's body.
A few months later, Ling Tian suddenly woke up and stood up from the ground.
call!
A long breath of turbid breath came out of Ling Tian's mouth.
"Um?"
Ling Tian noticed something and looked at his palms in surprise...
As soon as his mind moved, the power of the terrifying path gradually spread out from his palms.
"The power of darkness..."
Ling Tian looked astonished and couldn't believe it.
This power is the power of darkness!
He himself actually controlled the power of darkness while sleeping?
What surprised him even more was...
The dark power he had just comprehended actually reached the eighth level...
"dark?"
Ling Tian thought of something and activated his blood without hesitation, releasing the dark realm.
"really!"
Ling Tian felt happy, as expected.
While he controls the dark power of the eighth level.
The Dark Realm has also advanced from the previous Second Realm to the Third Realm.
But then, he began to wonder, "Although the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin is a holy sword, how come it contains such huge dark power?"
The Holy Sword certainly has the power of the Holy Sword.
But the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin was not the first holy sword that Ling Tian came into contact with.
Normally, a huge amount of power is needed to activate the Holy Sword.
On the contrary, the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin actually gave back its power to Ling Tian.
"Is it because of the strong man who set up the holy pattern formation here and left behind the ancient sword of heavenly sin?"
Ling Tian thought for a while and made a bold guess in his mind.
There was only one explanation he could think of at the moment.
The strong man who laid out the holy pattern formation at the bottom of the black abyss and left behind the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin left a terrifying power of darkness in the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this dark power combined with the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin and the Holy Pattern Formation that the black air current surges endlessly in the black abyss, making it impossible for even those in the Holy Realm to step into it.
However, the strength of someone who can be so strong may not be simple.
At the very least, he is also a strong person at the level of the Holy Emperor...
"Don't think about this anymore."
Ling Tian shook his head and did not continue to think deeply.
The evil reputation of the Black Abyss of Demon Ridge has been passed down for thousands of years.
This means that the time when the holy pattern array was laid out here and the time when the ancient sword of heavenly sin was left was at least thousands of years ago.
Those who have been strong for thousands of years, even those who are in the Holy Emperor realm, must have fallen long ago.
So there is no need to think about these things now.
After thinking about it, Ling Tian slowly raised his head and looked at the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin again.
After taking a deep breath, he stretched out his palm for the second time and grabbed the hilt of the Ancient Sin Sword.
At this time, there is no terrifying dark power in the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin.
Ling Tian grasped the hilt of the Ancient Heavenly Sin Sword and easily pulled out the Ancient Heavenly Sin Sword from the holy pattern array.
call! call! call……
A whistling sound came from above Ling Tian's head.
The terrifying black air flow originally flowing in the black abyss.
At this time, it seemed to be a little weaker.
"time to go!"
Ling Tian glanced at the holy pattern formation here and thought to himself.
He didn't know how long he had been unconscious at the bottom of the black abyss.
But now that he has obtained the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin, he has no intention of staying here any longer.
When his feet trembled, the figure immediately took off and rushed upwards. When he was close to the area where the black air flow was surging, he decisively swung the ancient sword of heaven and sin out.
Wherever the dark sword light passed, all the black air flow was avoided.
Ling Tian followed this gap and left the black abyss smoothly.
After appearing in Demon Ridge, he did not relax his vigilance. He looked around with slightly focused eyes, looking for the figure of Canghai Shengjun.
However, Saint Lord Canghai did not stay here and left as early as the day Ling Tian fell into the black abyss.
Ling Tian breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Canghai Saint Lord was not there, and then immediately rushed to Hunling Holy Land.
Now, although he has the Ancient Sword of Heavenly Sin in his hand, he is still not sure in his heart.
Are you the opponent of Canghai Shengjun?
After all, Canghai Shengjun is a true powerhouse in the Holy Realm, and he has been in the Holy Realm for some years.
A strong person in the Holy Realm controls the power of law and is much more powerful than a strong person in the Tao Realm.
The huge gap between the two may not be bridged by a holy sword.
At this moment, Ling Tian did not intend to confront the Canghai Saint Lord head-on.
But this doesn't mean that he will ignore what happened before.
…
Almost an hour after Ling Tian left Demon Ridge, the land of Black Abyss suddenly shook.
boom!
A loud noise erupted, causing the earth to shake.
At the bottom of the black abyss, the holy pattern array was shattered.
The ground was scratched like white paper, revealing a huge gap.
Three figures jumped out from it, rushing out of the black abyss at a terrifying speed and standing in the void.
These three people all looked a little embarrassed, with mottled blood stains on their bodies.
One of them has an empty right shoulder and is a one-armed man.
But judging from the rudimentary power of the law lingering around the three of them.
The three of them are all semi-sacred realm experts!
"Finally, I escaped! The Ancient Continent... After more than two hundred years, I finally came back... Haha..."
Standing in the center was a man in blood robes, breathing in fresh air, looking around and laughing wildly.
The man in black next to him also had indescribable joy on his lips, "Is that boy Gong Hen still looking for us in the prison of sin? I'm afraid he would never have thought in his dreams that the three of us had actually escaped from the prison of sin. Prison! Haha..."
"Gonghen!"
When the man with the broken arm heard the name of Gong Hen, his eyes darkened.
He looked down at his right shoulder and said fiercely, "If I remember correctly, this bastard Gong Hen is from the Wuji Holy Land, right? The revenge of the broken arm must be avenged. Since we can't kill Gong Hen! Then let's go to the Wuji Holy Land. Kill me once!"
"Are you crazy?"
The man in black heard the sound and glared at the man with the broken arm, "Do you still think this is a prison of sin? Are you going to break into the Wuji Holy Land as soon as you want? Be careful, you will never come back!"
"snort!"
The man with the broken arm was not angry, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he snorted angrily, "If we can't kill Wuji Holy Land, I don't believe that the people from Wuji Holy Land won't come out!"
"You mean, hunting people from the Wuji Holy Land?"
The black-robed man's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be quite interested in this.
"of course?"
The man with the broken arm said coldly.
"Haha...that's a good idea!"
The man in blood robe listened to the conversation between the two, and his expression gradually became interesting.
Soon, the three of them reached a consensus and left the place in a flash.
The wanton laughter continued to resound in the void, as if announcing their return.
