Chapter 590

The divine light is vast, and five powerful people are pressing toward Lin Tian. All of them are not weak, and the empty space of the earthquake is roaring.

In the distance, the crowd stared at the scene, their hearts trembling.

"Among the five strong people, the weakest one is the five Heaven. This is..."

"How to fight?"

"That Lin Tian, is just the realm of imperial space."

Many people are frightened.

These people have never seen such a scene. You know, usually a strong one can run over and kill a monk at will. But now, five people are pushing over together. Moreover, the weakest of these five people is the level of the five immortals!

"Boom!"

Violent hurricane swept, with five people as the source, rushing to all directions.

For a moment, the burial mountain was not peaceful, the hurricane was mixed with killing intention, cold and piercing, shaking the void.

Lin Tian stands on the top of the mountain, his black hair dancing wildly.

There was no fear in his eyes, but cold and sarcastic. He looked up at the purple robed old man headed by dozens of people: "I said that you wuxiangxianzong will go to destruction in my hands. Today is the first step."

Words fall, his sole dragon grain twinkles, slightly a swing.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The earth vibrated, and dozens of dark lights rose from the bottom of the earth, like black columns of killing light, which seemed to shatter the sky.

"What is this..."

"Poof!"

The wuxiangxianzong, who rushed to the front, changed color, but in the next moment, he became penetrated and died on the spot.

The other four people's faces changed, and they all stopped and dodged.

These black beams, let them feel a burst of panic.

"What is this?"

"What did he do to kill a powerful man of five immortals in a twinkling of an eye?"

"My God

In the distance, the crowd glared at the scene.

It's so weird!

It's weird!

"These black beams seem to be full of infinite Yin evil spirit. How did he... How did he get them out?"

There was a tremor.

Looking around, the dense black light is constantly rising, interwoven with the evil spirit, which makes many people cool.

"Boom!"

Black black light, roaring and trembling, is really like a road from hell out of the terror killing light.

"Back up!"

Some of the people who rushed forward cheered.

Among them, there is a powerful person with six peaks of immortality. He uses his powerful body method to dodge in the black killing light.

The others nodded and moved backward. It was too terrible to kill all the black people.

"Can I return it?"

Lin Tian's voice is indifferent.

Boom, more black light rushed out, as black as ink, almost completely blocked the space in all directions.

"Poof!"

Blood mist sputtering, blink of an eye, another person was through, the body was directly black light corrosion into a pool of pus.

The other three are creepy, faster and moving back.

However, it doesn't work at all. Black kills too much.

"Damn it, you..."

"Poof!"

One man opened his mouth, but the next moment, he was smashed by more than ten dark lights, and the protective light curtain was directly blasted in place.

Later, the other two did not escape. The ending was very tragic. They were completely torn up by the black light.

Cold wind rolling, blood spilled on the surface of the buried mountain, unspeakable evil.

In the distance, the crowd looked at the burial mountain from afar, all of them were stunned. Five strong people, unexpectedly, were killed in an instant!

"How did he..."

Someone murmured.

A monk in the imperial air realm killed five powerful people in a twinkling of an eye. Among them, the weakest one is the five immortals!

"Beast

There was a roar.

The purple robed old man of wuxiangxianzong has fierce eyes and stares at Lin Tian fiercely. Five powerful people of wuxiangxianzong died in Lin Tian's hands! Those are the five strong men who can communicate with the immortals. The worst is the five Heaven. Even for his wuxiangxianzong, it's also a very good fighting power. It's too big to lose it like this!

Lin Tian's black hair fluttered in front of his forehead, with a faint smile on his face.

"Angry? Five strong people in fairyland are killed so easily, and the loss is not small, right? Do you feel bad? " He looked at the old man in purple robe: "or do you feel ashamed? You come with the crowd and put on such a big fight against a little monk in the imperial realm. You want everyone to see how powerful your wuxiangxianzong is. Not everyone can provoke you. But in the end, at the beginning, five people were killed in your wuxiangxianzong. Did you feel a slap on your old face? Did you feel a kind of hot pain... No, Shame? "

After a pause, Lin Tian suddenly laughed again and said, "by the way, I've forgotten. You don't know what shame is. How can you have a sense of shame? I'm really sorry. Forgive me for saying that. Let's change it to pain. "

In the distance, the crowd glared.

"This guy, it's just..."

"The words..."

"It's so sharp!"

Many people stare at Lin Tian, only feel that Lin Tian's words at the moment are more destructive than the killing of wuxiangxianzong and others. It's like a loud slap in the face of the purple robed old man.

Wuxiangxianzong's dozens of strong people's faces were very blue, frightened and angry.

How dare a friar of imperial air humiliate wuxiangxianzong!

"It's as strange as those people said!" The old man with purple robe has a pair of eyes: "you quit, I'll kill him myself!" He said to the more than 20 strong people behind him. Then he stepped forward and walked towards Lin Tian step by step.

More than 20 people nodded. Naturally, they would not disobey. They all stared at Lin Tian with cold eyes and stepped back.

"Back? Now that you're here, don't think you can return. "

Lin Tian spoke.

The dragon pattern on the sole of his feet flickered, and he quickly disappeared under the burial mountain.

"Ouch!"

The sound of the dragon is harsh and resounding through the eight wastelands.

In all directions, big dragons rush up, or black as ink, or a piece of divine silver, each of which is tens of feet long, and the vast dragon power is like reality, encircling all the ten people of wuxiangxian sect in the center.

Dozens of dragon eyes overlooking a crowd, cold! dignified!

"What's this?"

"Dragon body? There are ninety-nine of them! "

"He... He..."

In the distance, the crowd trembled.

Looking around, ninety-nine dragons were buried in the holy mountain. Half of them were painted black, and the other half were silver. The evil spirit and gentle power were intertwined together, which made the whole people horrified.

These people are still like this, not to mention dozens of people surrounded by 99 dragons in the center?

At this moment, the more than 20 strong people of wuxiangxianzong changed their colors, only felt that their backs were cold.

The purple robed old man was also directly moved. Ninety nine dragons could not threaten him or even make him feel pressure. However, a monk who was in charge of the seventh heaven in the sky showed such strength, which shocked him.

"It's really as strange as those who returned. You can't be measured by common sense. This level of power is really unusual." The purple robed old man's eyes were cold, and he stepped towards Lin Tian: "but, so what, no matter what means you show in front of me, you are always a humble ant!"

Boom, the void trembles, God can roll, around the ninety-nine dragons are involuntarily tremble.

"The strong one in Daojing, the eighth elder of wuxiangxianzong, actually... Did it himself?"

"Good... Terrible!"

"Dao Jing!"

Many people tremble.

Lin Tian killed five powerful people who knew the immortals in a twinkling of an eye, and called out ninety-nine dragons. It really shocked everyone and made everyone feel terrible. But at this moment, when the purple robed old man pressed Lin Tian, these people could not help shaking their heads. How could a monk in the imperial air, even if he had the most amazing means of control, be able to fight against the strong in the Dao realm? That is the person who controls the Tao, in a transcendent level.

More than 20 people in wuxiangxianzong calmed down and returned to normal. They all looked at Lin Tian coldly, as if they were looking at a corpse. The eighth eldest brother of their lineage took the initiative and was in the main road. Was he worried that he would not be able to kill a monk? Raise your hand to suppress it! Killing Lin Tian is as simple as killing ants.

Lin Tian stood on the top of the mountain and saw the old man in purple coming. He looked very calm and didn't show any fear.

"Don't worry, old man. I've specially prepared some friends for you. They will accompany you for the time being."

He said indifferently.

Words fall, full of gloomy roar ring out, from the center of buried god mountain.

In the twinkling of an eye, nine dark shadows rushed over, for nine numb ancient corpses, ragged, eyes as black as ink.

"This... Corpse?"

"The ancient corpse is psychic. It's a strong breath of death. It's..."

"Wait! They are out of the body. If there is Tao, there will be waves

In the distance, the crowd was shocked.

Nine ancient corpses rushed to the front, such as once death ice strong, strong death mist churning, with a continuous wave of the road, so that all people palpitation. These nine ancient corpses seem to be the God of death from infernal hell!

Even the old man in purple robe was moved. He changed color for the first time. Nine ancient corpses made him feel great pressure.

Not far away, more than 20 people in wuxiangxianzong turned pale and trembled.

Nine ancient corpses, terrible!

Lin Tian stood on the top of the mountain and did not move. He looked at the old man in purple robe and said, "tear him up."

The words fall, nine ancient corpses suddenly roar, like nine evil spirits rush out, Qi Dynasty purple robed old man rushed.

The purple robed old man was shocked. He didn't dare to be careless. He fought against nine ancient corpses.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the light of supernatural power and the mist of death were interwoven together, and every inch of the void collapsed.

Not long ago, Lin Tian used the Dragon burial Scripture to inject a vast amount of darkness into the nine ancient corpses, which made the strength of the nine ancient corpses improve a lot. It's as simple as tearing through the immortal peak and painting. At this moment, nine ancient corpses were on the scene. Even though the old man in purple robe was a strong man in the road, he was in trouble in a twinkling of an eye.