Super Cultivation System

The divine light rose up and illuminated the entire land. The power to destroy everything made everyone feel frightened. The entire world had no other color except light, as if it was the only master.

Wang Ziqing's whole body is shrouded in divine light. Unless you have great strength, you cannot see his true appearance. Wearing white clothes, standing fluttering in the world, it is really like an immortal coming to the world.

He stretched out his slender fingers and pointed forward, the divine light flickered even more, and an aura of destruction surrounded the land. The sky began to turmoil, and the space became unstable. All the monks felt short of breath, and the blood flow in their bodies was also unstable.

It becomes slow, as if control of the body has been taken away.

Lin Tian frowned, feeling the power of this blow, and secretly compared it with it in his heart, if he faced this blow head-on, whether he could completely withstand it.

Although the answer was unknown, it aroused his proud heart.[

The two savages trapped in the middle also sensed the danger and roared at the same time, the sound reaching beyond the sky. As the huge mace was swung, phantom mountains appeared above them, constantly resisting the divine light of destruction.

"The brute strength of these two savages is so astonishing. An ordinary person could hit them to death with just one stick. Only an invincible strong man like Wang Ziqing can suppress them!"

The onlookers were all extraordinary experts. They had seen the whole battle. They could clearly feel the struggle between the two sides. They all felt heavy in their hearts knowing that they were outmatched.

'boom'

There was a loud noise in the sky, and an extremely strong energy spread in all directions. The grassland below was completely destroyed, exposing the bare ground. The air flow rolled around, and some monks were hit and knocked several times in the air. It was very difficult to stabilize.

Body shape.

Except for Lin Tian, ​​there are only a few masters who can stand still.

"Look, that's Li Yu, a disciple of Yuxu Sect, a major sect of immortality in the Great Qin Dynasty. He is also powerful enough to overwhelm his peers!"

"That is, Asahi Sheng, the seventh prince of the Chaoqing Dynasty, has few rivals among his peers!"

"It's him, Hua Yun!"

The battle fluctuations swept away, leaving behind all the extremely famous masters among the younger generation. They are very famous in the entire southern continent. They are all outstanding figures of the younger generation.

Except for Lin Tian, ​​all the other monks knew each other. And they did not underestimate Lin Tian's existence. Such a young master who had never seen him before and who was the heir of a powerful inheritance should not be underestimated.

The energy fluctuations dissipated and the battle situation reappeared in front of everyone. What was unexpected was that although the two savages looked a little embarrassed, they were not dead. They were still standing in the center of the battle group, glaring at the enemies around them.

"I never expected that there are such powerful heroes in this southern wilderness. If these two savages don't die today, they will definitely be our formidable enemies in the future!"

The speaker was Chao Risheng, the seventh prince of the Chaoqing dynasty. He was wearing a luxurious python robe and a golden crown on his head. He was majestic and majestic, surrounded by royal aura, which made people admire him just by looking at him.