"Damn it! Where are we?"
"Who is this damn woman? What does she want to do when she suddenly captures us in this weird space?"
"Damn it! Neither the space formation nor the magic weapon can be used, something is wrong with the space here!"
I saw a dark space in Lingtian's tomb. There was no ground here, only endless void. What I could see when I looked up were the stars in the sky, like the Milky Way, each star shining with faint light.
But looking down, there is an endless abyss, with billowing black mist shrouding the bottom. Seeing the strange black mist, no one dares to go down and touch it. It is unknown what will happen if it falls.
This is a special space that has been opened up. Any space formation and all magic weapons are of no use here, but it does not limit its own power.
There are more than a dozen figures suspended in the air. They are looking around vigilantly, trying to find the exit from here. Unfortunately, this place is like a maze. No matter how long they fly forward, they still seem to be in the same place. How easy is it to find the exit?
The attack just now was caused by them working together to attack the sky above their heads. Chong Tong looked up at the starry sky above his head with cold eyes and said, "Let's attack together again! I don't believe that this space can really be strong enough to not be afraid of our joint attack." !”
No one wanted to listen to her, let alone cooperate. After all, they all had a lot of hatred between each other, but the current situation did not allow them to refuse.
"Oh my! Why are you so angry?" Sword Spirit's voice suddenly spread throughout the space, and then her figure appeared in front of everyone, and she slowly drifted down.
"Huh? Not human! Demon? No! Her legs...soul body?"
Chongtong stared at Lingyu, but she couldn't tell what race she was. She couldn't tell if she was a sword spirit, or even a soul body, because she couldn't tell her strength yet.
Sword spirits are also divided into levels. Sword spirits that have reached the level of Lingyu are no different from humans, so naturally she can't tell.
Xue Sha felt it solemnly and said, "She is not a human! She has no breath of flesh and blood! Nor is she a soul body! What on earth are you?"
What he practices is the Blood Demon Art, and he is extremely sensitive to the breath of flesh and blood. It is difficult for the soul body to hide its breath in front of him. However, even he cannot feel the slightest breath of flesh and soul on Lingyu.
"I?"
Lingyu looked herself up and down, then showed a smile and said, "You guys! You are not strong enough, but you still want to come in and grab the treasure? I see that you are living a hard life, so I came here to give you a ride!"
As soon as she finished speaking, no matter how others reacted, she raised her hand to the void, and a ripple of dark energy spread out.
"No! Back away!"
The first time Chongtong felt fear was when the opponent just took action. This person was too strong and she couldn't force him. She quickly backed away without even thinking. Suddenly, she looked up sharply and her pupils flashed with fear. shrink.
"How can this be?"
All the stars in the sky suddenly flashed violently, condensing onto Lingyu's head, and tens of thousands of white lights shot out from those stars.
It was as if there were endless attacks with no blind spots, rushing towards them. Such a terrifying attack was impossible even if they worked together with all their strength, but Lingyu did it with just a raise of his hand.
The Blood Demon was also frightened. He gritted his teeth in a hurry and made a hand seal with his hands. At the same time, a mouthful of blood sprayed on his hands, and the smell of blood came to his nostrils.
His hands exuded a blood-red thick mist, which instantly enveloped his body, and then turned into hundreds of small blood mists that scattered and escaped.
This move is very strange. In the blood mist, every ball has his true body aura, and it is impossible to know which ball is his true body.
Sugu glanced at the two elders beside him. Before he could speak, they nodded slightly at him, as if they knew what he was going to do.
The three people formed a triangle and kneaded at the same time. Three white lights erupted from their bodies and intertwined in the air. The three people rotated around each other at the same time.
Four white shields formed instantly, protecting the three of them. Don't underestimate this shield. This is the strongest defensive magic they can use. Even if the spiritual void realm reaches its peak, it can't do anything to them. It's a pity. Lingyu's cultivation was beyond their imagination.
The others were not stupid. Seeing such a terrifying attack, although they were panicked and frightened, they did not lose their position and used their strongest means to save their lives.
"With your strength, you want to resist my attack? You are not able to do it yet!" Lingyu showed a smile, not taking these people's defense seriously at all. Killing these people seemed very important to her. Simple.
Loud noises kept coming from the palace where Ling Chen was, and the high platform was shaking and trembling. He couldn't care less. He walked over while steadying his body, and grabbed the Tianshuang Spiritual Sword without even thinking about it.
"Endless years, glorious moments, four thousand years of waiting, little guy, I've finally waited for you!" When he held the magic weapon, a rich and powerful old man's voice sounded in his mind.
"Huh? Where's the sword?"
The surrounding space suddenly turned into darkness, and Ling Chen found that the hand holding the sword was suddenly empty. The Sky Frost Spiritual Sword had disappeared. Not only that, the loud noise and the shaking ground feeling also disappeared.
"where is this place?"
Looking at the darkness around him, he couldn't see anything. Only countless stars twinkled in the sky, and the ground under his feet was endless darkness. At the same time, he couldn't feel any silence around him.
"Little guy, I'm here!"
"Um?"
The old man's voice sounded at his feet, which made him stare at his feet strangely, but he didn't see anyone.
"Little guy, step on me! You stepped on me!"
When Ling Chen heard this, he quickly raised his feet and saw a white-haired old man wearing tattered white clothes. He had no breath in his body and was only as tall as a middle finger. He actually stepped on him.
"Old man...you...why are you so young?"
Ling Chen quickly raised his feet and stepped back and crouched down. He didn't laugh out loud, but looked at it in surprise. Even a soul body couldn't be so small, but this old man was actually so small. Fortunately, he didn't get trampled to death just now.
"Hmph, little guy, what do you know? I am a remnant soul. In order to keep this remnant soul and wait for you to appear, I have to become so small to keep my remnant soul alive." The old man seemed to be teaching. said in a tone of voice.
"Two bloodlines! How can they be balanced to this extent in your body! You are worthy of being the successor chosen by me!" The old man looked at Ling Chen, his tone was suddenly strange and praising, but he seemed to be praising himself.
"Senior, can you... say something I can understand?" Ling Chen stared at the old man in surprise. Out of respect, he changed his name to senior. After all, this person is probably the first founder of the Lingtian Sword Sect. Sect leader, if your father finds out about this disrespect, I'm afraid he will be beaten.
"That's all, just don't understand if you don't understand! I don't have much time, so I don't have time to explain too much to you. I want to ask you, how would you choose between the world and the blood feud?" The old man suddenly asked a strange question.
Ling Chen also didn't think much about it. He immediately said decisively, "Of course I choose the people of the world! I can avenge the blood feud later, but I have no hesitation in saving the people of the world!"
"Yeah! Not bad! Then do you know who I am?"
"have no idea!"
"Kneel down and kowtow!"
"Um?"
Hearing that he was asked to kneel down and kowtow, Ling Chen was slightly stunned and asked, well, why did he suddenly have to kowtow by himself?
"Since you are here, you are my descendant. You want to get my inheritance without becoming a disciple, and you also want to take away my magic weapon. Are you dreaming?" The old man looked unhappy and put his hands on his hips, looking like you Don't look like you will get any benefits if you don't become a disciple.
"Apprenticeship?"
Ling Chen looked at this little old man with surprised eyes. Although he was only the size of a palm, it would still feel weird if he was really kowtowing.
"Do you know what is the most powerful part of Lingtian Sword Technique?" The old man stroked his beard with a mysterious look.
As the young sect master, he was practicing the Lingtian Sword Technique, and it was the complete version. Other disciples, even the great elders, could not know the complete version. Only the sect master could read the last two moves.
The little old man in front of me actually knows this. I am afraid that he really has a great connection with his sect, and he is more likely to be the first founder of the sect. If he becomes a disciple, it will be beneficial to him without any harm. Maybe he could learn the ability to destroy the world and cover the sky with one hand.
Thinking of these, Ling Chen immediately made a decision and said, "The Lingtian Sword Art is the secret skill of our sect. It uses the powerful power of Yuanling as the source of power to turn into infinite sword energy to attack the enemy. It can even condense all the power into one point, thus bursting out." The strongest sword energy attacks the enemy, but my current cultivation level is not enough and I don’t have that ability yet.”
"Well, yes, I understand something, but this is not enough. The Lingtian Sword Art was created by me, but what is left in the sect is a simplified version after all, not the real Lingtian Sword Art, hey..."
The old man suddenly sighed and continued, "Too many things happened that year, which led to the fact that the real Lingtian Sword Technique was not left to the sect. My original intention was that every sect leader could learn the real Lingtian Sword Technique, but God's will has tricked people!"
"You...you are...the ancestor?...No...the ancestor..."
Although Ling Chen vaguely guessed the old man's identity, he didn't expect that the Lingtian Sword Art he practiced was actually a simplified version, not the real Lingtian Sword Art.
"Hmph! You little ant, after all, I am also your ancestor. Will I be at a loss if I ask you to become my disciple?" The old man looked at him with a look of disdain, with a hint of anger.
"Little ant? Ancestor...save some face...I still have to raise my head..." Ling Chen felt very depressed. The sword spirit called him this. He didn't expect that his ancestor would also call him this.
"Face? I didn't even want to lose face back then. Ahem... I said the wrong thing... Let's talk about the serious business of becoming a disciple. Are you willing to accept my inheritance as a disciple?" The little old man jumped on a small stone and sat down. , looking like he was waiting for him to become his disciple.
Ling Chen scratched the back of his head. As long as he was not at a loss, he would kneel to the uncle. He thought for a moment, then immediately knelt down with a plop. At the same time, he said solemnly, "Junior Ling Chen is willing to worship the ancestor as his teacher, and also asks the ancestor to accept me as his disciple." !”
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! That's right! Children can be taught! I, Ling Xiaotian, have traveled all over the world for tens of thousands of years. You are my first disciple. I... no... I will not treat you badly as a teacher. Get up!"
Listening to the old man's words, Ling Chen always felt like he was being kidnapped. He even began to doubt that this old man was tricking him into becoming a disciple, right?
"Disciple, the process of inheriting the power will be very painful. Just like giving birth to a child, please bear with it! It will pass in a while! It will also bring you endless benefits, and it won't be painful!" The old man raised his hand. On the tips of his two fingers, a strange white light kept flashing.
"Wait...ah...fuck..."
Ling Chen was just about to say, "How do you know how painful it is to have a child?" Before he could ask the question, the old man pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a white light penetrated his mind.
It was as if his mind had been hit hard. There was a buzz in his head. His eyes closed heavily. A strong pain hit him. His brain felt like it was going to explode. He was rolling on the ground in pain and kept hammering with his hand. own head.
"Huh? Is it that painful?"
The old man sat there, watching as if nothing had happened, completely ignoring Ling Chen who was writhing in pain, and instead lay there with his legs crossed.
Ling Chen felt extremely uncomfortable at this time. His brain seemed to be about to explode. Waves of unbearable pain came from him. A strange light group appeared in his spiritual sea, flashing in his mind. Golden light.
With the endurance capacity of his spiritual sea, it was completely unable to bear such golden light. It seemed that his spiritual sea was about to burst, which caused him waves of unbearable pain.
Ling Chen, who was in unbearable pain, hunched over and knelt on the ground, looking up to the sky and roaring in pain. His whole body was shaking violently, and at the same time, an astonishing force burst out.
Ling Chen wanted to curse this master a thousand times at this moment. How could this be the pain of giving birth to a child? This is simply difficult to give birth to!
I saw golden light emanating from his body, a powerful impact centered on him that shook him instantly, a series of loud noises rumbled around him, and the ground was blasted with craters.
"Ouch...my waist..."
The little old man was not spared. The explosion exploded directly from under where he was lying, and flew him hundreds of meters away. He rolled on the ground twice and stood up. He looked very uncomfortable, but he was neither human nor ghost. It's unclear whether it will hurt or not.
