Divine King of All Directions

    Lin Tian moved for the first time, stepping on the wheel and stepping away at a very fast speed.

    "Heng!"

    The coldly snorted sounded, and the eight-dimensional pressure again vibrated and fell.

    An Old Man appeared, with a fiery red hair and a deep scorpion, which contained an innocent star river.

    "Old Ancestor of the Thousand Mountain Family!"

    Inside the Xiandian group, a piece of cultivator looked at it, all of them were moved and recognized the red-haired Old Man.

    At almost the same time, the other two directions have the same level of pressure and manifestation. Two old people who are covered in Shenghui appear, and they are also pressed to Lin Tian.

    "The North Han Palace is too palace!"

    "The Old Ancestor of the Unblemished!"

    There are cultivators who exclaimed and recognized these two old people. Like the Old Ancestor of the Qianshan family, they are the famous eight-dimensional figures in the eight-dimensional world.

    For a time, the three eight-dimensional powerhouses joined hands, the ten-party space was distorted, and the eight-dimensional atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.

    Lin Tian stepped back on the wheel and propped up the reincarnation of the gods and the three-dimensional world of the body, quickly retreating.

    At the same time, his mind was fretting and banging. This place, the nearby filming of Killing Mark, has already been in his control. At this moment, under his mind, there is a smashing killing, eight-dimensional breath. Great.

    Qianshan Old Ancestor coldly snorted, a palm shot, shattered large pieces to kill mans.

    At the same time, the Taishang Palace of the North Han Palace and the Old Ancestor of the Infinite Gables are also killing the big pieces.

    Lin Tian frowned, the power of three-dimensional heaven and earth condensed the sword of the heavens and the earth, and a sword swayed toward the three people.

    Subsequently, he retreated more quickly.

    The eight-dimensional Killing Mark here is very strong, but after all, it is impossible to get the eight-dimensional powerhouse. After all, he only controls part of the Killing Mark, but he has not yet controlled the complete apologetics in this Sky Gate. Killing Array.

    "You escaped?"

    The main entrance of the Taihang Palace in the Northern Cold Palace, the cold weather splashed, solidified the ten squares of the void, solidified the ten earth.

    At the same time, this person is also guarding the Old Ancestor of Qianshan and the Ancient Ancestor of the Unlimited.

    After all, their purpose at this time is to suppress Lin Tian in exchange for the personal feelings of Duanmu. However, Lin Tian has only one, whoever grabs Lin Tian, ​​who is the result of Duanmu.

    The Old Ancestor of the Thousand Mountain Family and the Old Ancestor of the Promise Pavilion are also vigilant, but they are extremely aggressive.

    Three-eight-dimensional atmosphere, almost to crush Lin Tian on the spot.

    Lin Tian means to resist, but it does not have much effect. It constantly retreats and evades the attacks of the three strong players.

    Nowadays, his cultivation is only the seven-dimensional Intermediate Stage. It is impossible to fight the eight-dimensional powerhouse. It can rely on the eight-dimensional Killing Mark and the power of three-dimensional world. At this time, it is not three in a short time. People's suppression is already amazing. The average person is in his realm. Even the breath of the eight-dimensional strong can't resist.

    "The three eight-dimensional giants have not been able to suppress him in an instant?!"

    "This…"

    Near this, a group of cultivator palpitations.

    With the seven-dimensional Intermediate Stage as the three-dimensional powerhouse, it can be supported for so long.

    Even the Sect Lord, who has been an old Ancestor in the Qianshan family and the Taihang Palace in the North Han Palace, is also shocked, even though they are far from using each other because they are guarding each other at this time, but they are also eight-dimensional. Strong, but Lin Tian, ​​but can be supported by the seven-dimensional Intermediate Stage, under the attack of the three of them.

    At the moment, while the three people are alert to the other two, they begin to secretly increase their offensive, and the pressure becomes stronger.

    Lin Tian's brow was immediately wrinkled deeper. As the three men's offensives increased, his pressure skyrocketed. Although he was not suppressed by the other three at this time, he was already suffering from severe pain everywhere, even the Soul Body. No exception, it seems that the next moment is about to disintegrate.

    "Boom!"

    Suddenly, this place, the temples vibrate, the ground, the big cracks of the road floated out, like a spider web spread around, there is a very horrible magical Turkic rushing from the ground, thrusting the sky .

    With a bang, the natural enchantment on the Xiandian group was directly penetrated.

    "Roar!"

    The beastly voice came out from the ground, a very burly middle-aged stepped out, the cheeks were full of magic lines, and the eyes were red and red, the atmosphere was terrible, and the eight-dimensional peak level was powerful. The spread.

    A hurricane was intertwined here, and the middle-aged screams once again screamed like a beast. The sound waves were like killing power. With the magic of rushing and the psionic light column that was originally rushed, the nature that enveloped the outside was born. The enchantment was completely defeated. For a moment, the outside of the rolling water source suddenly rushed in, blinking in the eyes of the entire Xiandian group.

    Such a change made everyone in this place move. The three eight-dimensional powerhouses in the North Han Palace, such as Taishanggong, also changed color. They temporarily stopped attacking Lin Tian, ​​and all eyes fell on the savage savage. Middle-aged.

    "Sky Sky Old Ancestor!"

    The Northern Han Palace is too active, and the pupil can't help but condense.

    Qianshan Old Ancestor and the ancient Angetor are also moving, like the North Han Palace Taishang Palace, they all recognize the burly middle age.

    Old Ancestor, the most powerful existence of Optimus Gate, was only half-step away from the original environment above the eight-dimensional, they had seen it before. At that time, they were all just youth's little cultivator.

    A long time ago, Optimus Gate disappeared, and all the celestial gates disappeared. The founding sites were here, which made the three of them surprised, but did not want to see the old Ancestor of the year.

    At the same time, in this place, the other cultivators are also discolored. Although they have not seen the old Ancestor like the Taihang Palace and others in the Beihan Palace, they have read the records of each other on the ancient book. The appearance of the other party, this time naturally naturally recognized the first time, all of them could not help but change color, slammed down.

    Qingtian Old Ancestor, the first person in the eight-day days!

    Lin Tian is also moving, this old Ancestor, this time exudes the momentum, it is too horrible, the North Han Palace Taishanggong and other three people are completely incomparable.

    The raging waters are pouring in, and among them, a group of cultivators are propping up the holy light curtain to isolate the water source.

    "Roar!"

    擎天Old Ancestor 嘶吼 嘶吼 嘶吼 宛 Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old Old The mist and Divine Soul are integrated into the body and are directly swallowed by it.

    "Roar!"

    He is like a beast, full of blood, and screams in the sky.

    The rumble, this place, in the deep sea and ocean, the rolling water source was supported by its momentum.

    Then, there was a whirlpool of magical whirlpools, which involved other cultivators nearby and swallowed flesh and Divine Soul.

    Immediately, the other cultivators were all horrified, all moved, and quickly darted away.

    At this time, this old Ancestor is a bit horrible, and there is no difference between the bloodthirsty devil.

    Old Ancestor has a face full of magic lines, and his eyes are red and bloody. He suddenly stares at the Taihang Palace, the Old Ancestor, and the Old Ancestor. It seems to be the soul of the three. When even the past is over.

    "Roar!"

    The beast-like screams came out and shook all directions.

    The three masters of the Taihang Palace in the Northern Cold Palace immediately moved, each propped up the majestic Holy Power and greeted the old Anancetor.

    They recognized each other, but at this time they did not speak, because the old Ancestor is obviously losing self-awareness, speech communication is impossible to have effect, only force can be useful.

    Lin Tian is in the distance, and the right eye turns back to the eye, but it doesn't shine, and the gaze can't help but flash.

    Shortly after the reincarnation, he saw that the ancient Ancestor had a dense body, including those cultivators that had been swallowed up by the other side. These souls lingered in their bodies, just like a head grievance.

    "In the beginning, other cultivators of Optimus Gate were swallowed by him?"

    His throat is slightly condensed.

    In the other's body, the dense soul, except for those cultivators that were swallowed before, others, most likely, are the disciples of the original Tiantianmen.

    Bang!

    The Holy Spirit can shake, and the old Ancestor rushes to the Taihang Palace, the Old Ancestor and the Old Ancestor. The magical atmosphere of the eight-dimensional peak is a storm of magic. The trio was a little embarrassed.

    Lin Tian looked at this scene far away, paused, and immediately retreated.

    Nowadays, the appearance of the old Ancestor has temporarily held back the three people of the Taihang Palace in the North Han Palace. He has to take this rare opportunity to leave and get rid of the three eight-dimensional powerhouses.

    The Northern Palace, the Taishang Palace, the Old Ancestor, and the Angustor, have discovered that Lin Tian is retreating. They all want to grab Lin Tian, ​​but in the face of the magical Surrounding Old Ancestor, However, it is not awkward to take care of himself. It is simply unable to free up his hand to catch Lin Tian at this time. He can only watch Lin Tian go to the distance.

    "God damn it!"

    The three were shocked and angry.

    "Roar!"

    The magic whistle, the old Ancestor, the face of the magic, the whole body is full of magical awnings, the boundless magic at the same time swept to the three, and suddenly wanted to devour three people.

    Lin Tian went to the distance and looked back. As the speed increased, it was a long time to go out.

    Soon after, he stepped out of the ocean and stepped on the retreat. In the blink of an eye, it was the far-off Wangyang area.

    About three hours later, the sky became dim, and there were stars and moons intertwined. He entered a mountain of incredible desolateness, excavated a side cave with holy force, and engraved dozens of banned array marks around him. I sat down in the hole.

    “Thousands of mountains, the North Han Palace, the Wuge Gu Ge, Duanmu.”

    He sneered, slightly adjusted his breathing, took out some of the heavenly treasures and the holy medicinal herbs that had been taken from the bottom of the ocean, and then started the Samsara Heart Sutra and started refining directly at this place.

    Suddenly, his spirit and cultivation are all a glimpse of improvement.

    Ps: Today is three more ha, tomorrow is the day after tomorrow is three more, to fill the three chapters owed before.