Sword Master Ling Tian

The Han people, the capital city of Luoyang.

In the palace, Ling Tian appeared before the formation.

When Ling Tian's figure appeared, Long Xuan, Lu Bu and other martial emperors of various races greeted him.

It was because they knew the significance of Ling Tian's trip to the outside world this time was not trivial, that's why they missed this visit to the Seven States Tournament.

After all, Dabi is nothing compared to Ling Tianjie's future.

"Ling Tian, ​​what's the situation outside the region?"

Long Xuan asked.

"The God Realm is about to be reorganized. The two camps of the Heavens and Immortals Realm are already preparing to occupy the God Realm Continent. We don't have much time."

"Emperor Wu, you can go back and prepare to assemble the army and expedition outside the territory."

Ling Tian smiled slightly, his face was full of excitement.

For this day, Ling Tianjie has prepared for a hundred years. As the lowest ranked Ling Tianjie under the heavens, it is precisely such an extraterritorial battle to rectify the name of this immortal world.

"Haha, is this true? That's great, I finally waited until this day!"

All the emperors were excited when they heard this.

"Hehe, the time is just right, the master, the warship 艨艟 warship has been completely completed, and the star field warship has now built tens of thousands, which can transport as many as tens of millions of Lingtian troops!"

Dwarf Wudi also said.

"Ten thousand star warships are enough. This time we can only bring the elite army over."

Ling Tian nodded, has the number of Immortal Venerables of all races and the number of Emperor Wu be counted?

"I just sorted out the data. Now, in the entire Lingtian realm, the number of immortals is 330,200, and Emperor Wu has a total of 30. This number, looking at the entire heavens, even if it is not as reliable as that ranking. The former prehistoric realms and celestial realms, but should also be able to enter the top ten, if you re-ranking now, Lingtian realm can become one of the new ten realms of the heavens."

Today's Human Race Wu Emperor Ling Xiaoer said.

In the past hundred years, even though Ling Tian was the master of the world, Ling Xiao'er was still dealing with matters large and small. After all, this was even more handy for her.

Ling Tian was also willing to be a hand-handling shopkeeper, doing whatever he wanted.

"Three hundred thousand immortals, thirty martial emperors, for a hundred years, all races have worked hard enough."

Ling Tian nodded.

"Hehe, we don't dare to take credit, thanks to the Taiji Academy, and you, the world master, among the 30 Wudi, nine of your disciples stood!"

Lu Bu spread his hands.

A family of nine martial emperors occupies almost one-third of the entire immortal world, which is not considered to be the other martial emperors of the human race.

Today, Human Race is the undisputed overlord of Lingtian Realm, and no race can match it.

"Haha, I didn't do anything, they are talented enough."

Speaking of her nine disciples, Ling Tian was also very proud.

Each of these disciples is from the top of the Seven States Grand Competition, and they are also the top leaders of their respective Xianzhou races.

In fact, even if they didn't teach Ling Tian personally, they would eventually become Emperor Wu, but the speed would be slower.

"boom!"

All the emperors wanted to discuss and finalize the detailed plan, but at this time, a roar sounded from outside.

The Emperor Wu frowned and looked out of the hall.

The complexion is not very good.

Who is so presumptuous, isn't it clear that this is the capital city of Luoyang! ?

"Brother Huang, it's the direction of the Seven States Grand Tournament. Today is the final. If you count the time, it should be over."

Ling Xiaoer frowned.

"Oh, I almost forgot, but I already told Nian'er before and asked him to accept a disciple for me. Why, can't even such a simple matter be handled well?"

Ling Tian's face gradually became cold.

"Brother emperor, or else, let me go and take a look. Maybe something really happened."

Ling Xiaoer thought for a while.

"Lord, I've heard that this Seven States Grand Tournament is the most tragic one!" Ross said.

"That's all, let's go over and take a look."

Ling Tian raised his hand and disappeared into the hall.

In the main hall, a group of emperors also followed.

In front of the Tower of Wandao.

The ring that was already shattered has now been completely shattered.

The warriors of all ethnic groups who watched the battle around were also surprised.

Because at this time, Shen Lian, the leader of the current standing on the ring, was full of terrifying swordsmanship.

These sharp edges broke out, golden light, soaring into the sky, and directly blasted the entire ring and the surrounding formations.

You know, these formations are enough to resist the impact of the powerful Wudi supernatural powers.

The combat power of the top immortals who participated in the Seven States Grand Tournament every time has surpassed that of the ordinary Wudi.

Therefore, the formations here are all arranged by Ling Xiaoer himself.

In all the previous big competitions, there has never been a situation of fragmentation of the formation.

But now, it was ruined by this Shen Lian!

Such a scene shocked everyone.

But the next moment, all of Ling Tian's disciples were furious.

"Shen Lian, you are presumptuous!"

"The big competition is over, why do you want to destroy the big array!"

"Don't you know, is the capital Luoyang behind!? You are not afraid to disturb the master and the patriarchs!"

On the ring, Shen Lian's chest rises and falls, with a sword intent soaring, slowly raising his head.

"Shen Lian, must worship the master of the world!"

"Shen Lian, qualified!"

what!

He suddenly roared to the sky, and the sword intent shook up to the sky, and the short sword in his hand was suspended.

Shen Lian was covered by golden light, suspended there, like a golden sun.

And above the firmament of Luoyang City, there was a whirlpool, which began to loom, among which the thunder light rolled, spreading for eight thousand miles!

Thunder Tribulation!

This scene caused everyone to take a breath.

Because this Shen Lian, at this time, triggered the Tribulation of Emperor Wu!

Above the Seven States Grand Competition, cross the robbery and become the Emperor of Wu! ?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Because this has never happened in the previous hundred years.

Even Ji Gang, Ling Tian's ninth disciple, only took ten years to become Emperor Wu.

Moreover, his Wudi Lei Jie had a radius of seven thousand miles.

Shocked the seven states.

But compared with the Shen Lian in front of him, it was still a lot worse!

You know, Ling Xiao'er, who is now in charge of the great man, when he crossed the Tribulation more than a hundred years ago, the thunder Tribulation that was triggered was only a radius of nine thousand miles.

But who doesn't admire Ling Xiaoer's talent! ?

"This guy is really a peerless genius!"

In the direction of Wandao Pagoda, the emperors frowned.

Ling Nian's heart was even more fiery.

If this was taken under his own sect by him, wouldn't it be Ling Tian's nine sons who slapped his father! ?

"what happened!"

But at this time, before the Ten Thousand Dao Pagoda, Ling Xiao'er's figure appeared.

The emperor's coercion spread, let all warriors bow their heads for it.

"Auntie, this Shen Lian is at the top of the Seven States Competition. I want to accept him as a disciple, but he won't do it. If I have to worship my father and the emperor, I can't help it. Become Emperor Wu."

Ling Nian spread his hands and said helplessly.