Passing through the passage protected by the Immortal Witch Soul, what appeared before Lin Tian was an extremely vast snowy world. Towering ice peaks stood between the sky and the earth, darkness and coldness coexisted.--)

In addition, the entire world is filled with a heavy and vicissitudes of ancient aura, especially the ice peaks, which are like real creatures, scattering a rich power of life.

The ice peaks seemed to be arranged in all directions following some mysterious formation. Each ice peak was shrouded in snow-white energy flow, making it look ethereal and vivid.

In the center of this snowy and ice world, a huge monster with its head as head as a dragon, with its wings spreading for thousands of miles standing tall. The aura radiated from the bones was extremely heavy, as if this powerful existence from ancient times had not really died and would wake up at any time.

It is the remains of Xuanming, the powerful man who had died in ancient times!

boom!

The void was broken, and a huge shadow between illusion and reality appeared in the air. Its appearance was exactly the same as the mysterious and mysterious described in the mural. Its appearance made the ancient aura spreading between heaven and earth more solemn and gave people a more heavy feeling!

This is the immortal witch soul of the ancient Xuanming. Even though the bones have been transformed for thousands of years and have changed, their witch soul will remain forever!

Just one glance, Lin Tian was pressed by the breath emitted from the Xuanming Witch Soul, and his muscles and bones were crackling. A heavy pressure came on his body, making him take three steps in a row and his face changed slightly.

"Awesome! It's worthy of being a powerful existence that has reached the half-step realm level. I don't know how many people can be killed by this aura alone." Standing in the distance, Lin Tian knew that the closer he was to the Xuanming Witch Soul, the stronger the pressure he had to bear.

"Xuanming Witch Soul! If I can conquer it, I will definitely be able to dominate the world and be invincible!" The Lord of Potian stared at the extremely huge shadow in the distance, and a blazing light shone in his eyes.-(

"Haha, the Lord of Potian is such a bad word. Now that we are all here, this Xuanming Witch Soul is naturally a talent for those with virtue." The Lord of Yuantu said with a smile on the side.

Hearing this, the Lord of Potian City turned cold and said coldly: "Do you just rely on you? With your strength, not to mention conquering this ancient witch soul, I am afraid that before you walk over, you will be crushed and crushed to death by the ancient aura!"

"Or, you may have died under the sword of the deity before you even walked over!"

"I think you should stop confronting each other's tits. The ancient witch soul is right in front of you. Whoever can get it will gain unparalleled power. Everyone can rely on their own abilities, so why do you have to show off your verbal benefits?" The Lord of Kongming said with a smile on the side, with a strange cold light flashing in his eyes.

The Lord of Potian snorted coldly, his sword eyebrows stood coldly, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, his voice was as loud as gold and stone, and he said in a sequel: "The ancient witch soul, I will definitely win it. Whoever dares to fight with me will kill whoever I will!"

As for the awe-inspiring spirit of Potian City Lord, the three of them just smiled indifferently and ignored him. Instead, they looked forward together. They saw a young man in a black robe standing there, looking indifferently at the location of the ancient witch soul.

"Dragon Demon!"

The eyes of the Lord Potian City were full of cold light. In his opinion, among all, this Dragon Demon Venerable, who had no knowledge of his origin, was his number one enemy. As for the Lord Qianhua City, he did not take it seriously.

At the same time, the other three great masters, including the Lord Qianhua City, also looked solemn. After all, no one knew the true origin of this dragon demon, nor did anyone know his true cultivation. The four great masters have been practicing in the fairy world for thousands of years and have never heard of this person.

"Dragon Demon, who are you?" The Lord Qianhua took a step forward, looked at Lin Tian's back, frowned, and said, "I feel that you don't seem to be from the Immortal World at all, because you don't have the unique aura of the Immortal Cultivator in your body."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other three city lords changed their colors.

Turning his back to the four people, Lin Tian smiled indifferently, without looking back, and said calmly: "The Lord Qianhua City is really smart. He is indeed not an immortal cultivator in the fairy world, nor is he a dragon demon, but a name is Lin Tian..."

"If you are not from my clan, your heart will be different. Since you are not from the immortal world, where did you come from? What is your purpose in coming to my immortal world?" The Lord of Potian asked coldly, and a thousand-foot divine sword appeared behind him, ready to take action at any time. The other three lords also sacrificed their own treasures and were on guard.

"Haha, Lin has no malicious intentions towards you. Could it be that the Lord of Potian City thought that your sword art could be better than the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Saint? Even the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Saint could not do anything to me at the beginning." Turning slowly, Lin Tian smiled proudly, and the aura on his body rose, like a god and demon coming to heaven and earth!

"I'm so arrogant! I want to see what kind of ability you have and dare to make such crazy words!"

The Lord of Potian was furious, and his sword intent soared into the sky. His whole person and the sword intent merged into one, as if he turned into a sharp sword and slashed towards Lin Tian. This magical power of transforming into a sword was the master of Potian's famous skill. He broke all the methods with one sword, which was extremely ferocious!

The power of this sword is no less than the attack of the divine treasure, and it is even stronger than that of the average divine treasure. The heaven and earth tremble violently under the impact of the surging and vast sword intent.

At the same time, two blood-colored sword lights came across. The Yuan Tu City Lord also took action at this moment, intending to join forces with the City Lord Potian to kill Lin Tiange here to prevent future troubles.

"People from outside must have bad intentions and should be killed!"

The Lord of Kongming City also strode forward and waved his hand to raise a lamp burning with green candlelight. A magic power was used to shoot out, and the fire was blazing, extremely fierce, melting the void and shaking it, covering Lin Tianpao.

The last city lord Qianhua frowned slightly and pondered for a moment. He pinched the magic trick with his jade hand and shot out a series of forbidden runes, which changed into a spear. However, she obviously did not take full advantage, because she could not estimate Lin Tian's strength, so she hid her strength and planned to observe the changes in the situation before talking about it.

The four great masters took action, and the momentum was extremely great. Even if Lin Tian was extremely confident in his strength, he would not dare to fight with the four great masters at the same time. After all, his cultivation level was still shackled in the late stage of Hunyuan. At most, he could compete with one great master and not defeat. If he fought against the four great masters, he would have almost no chance of winning and could save his life at most.

"You are looking for death!"

The original world behind Lin Tian’s mind unfolded, and the voice of the immortal saint Luo Tian spread like a bell. A big blue hand stretched out and instantly collided with the divine sword turned into by the Lord of Potian City. The silent energy fluctuations dispersed everywhere. The magic sword collapsed instantly, revealing the figure of the Lord of Potian City.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the body of the Lord Potian trembled violently. The sword intent covered his body was shattering inch. He flew backwards, and three mouthfuls of blood were spurted out of his mouth.

"Even with such a small sword, you dare to attack me. It seems that you really don't know how to write the word "death".

Lin Tian snorted coldly, the sword intent rose on his body, and the shadow of the Void Destruction Condensed behind his head. As soon as the Supreme Sword Intent came out, he suppressed the world in an instant. The Lord of Potian City was shocked and angry. He felt that the Sacred Heart of the Sword Dao that he had practiced for thousands of years was about to collapse at this moment. He had practiced the sword Dao for countless years, but he was so humble, small, and vulnerable!

"How could this be possible? How could his sword art be stronger than me? Even the Saint of Sword Art, the Immortal Saint of Ten Thousand Swords could not have such a powerful sword intent!..."

Suppressed by Lin Tian's sword intent, the Taoist heart of Potian City Lord was almost shattered. His sword cultivation, which had been extremely conceited throughout his life, made him feel sad today.


Chapter completed!