Chapter 1208 Suppressing the Emperor

Dozens of Nether cultivators were terrified, and their emperor and lord made a move, but now Lin Tian completely blocked them. %book￥￥!

"this……"

These people trembled.

In front, rumbling sounds continued to sound, rolling in all directions.

The Lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld continued to strike, with powerful palms, and pure physical strength was like a stormy sea, falling continuously to Lin Tian below. He didn't know how many spaces were shattered by the blows, and turbulent streams of void kept pouring out.

Standing on the surface of the lake, Lin Tian calmly waved his fist and shook it hard, catching the emperor's hand time and time again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

As the two collided like this, the space was beating like a drum, and the sound waves were extremely ear-piercing.

In the distance, dozens of Nether tribe monks were shocked to find that Lin Tian stood on the big lake, not only blocked all the attacks of the eighth lord of the Netherworld, but he was not injured, and even the big lake under his feet was calm, without the slightest ripple.

This is a manifestation of incomparable terror!

"It's just a strong body. As long as the lord uses his supernatural powers, he can be suppressed by his subordinates in an instant!"

Someone gritted his teeth.

As soon as the words came out, the others nodded.

"That's right! The lord has never used supernatural powers, and supernatural powers are the most powerful manifestation of a monk's combat power!"

"right!"

"As long as the lord uses his magical powers, the tiny human race is not enough to see!"

"Must die!"

"He is nothing in front of the lord!"

These people all have gloomy eyes.

Five Elements Crocodile heard these people's voices, although it was very uncomfortable, but it was slightly trembling in the heart. Lin Tian's physique is terrifying, and he can undoubtedly contend against the emperor. However, in a real life-and-death battle, the strength of the physical body is definitely not the key. The key to winning or losing is often the magical powers and secret arts, unless the physical strength reaches an absolute strength.

Obviously, Lin Tian's current physical strength has not reached a level far exceeding that of the Lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld.

Boom!

In the sky, the eyes of the Lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld are cold. He is a majestic emperor, and for so long, he has not been able to suppress a human being in the Nirvana realm!

He stared at Lin Tian, ​​withdrew his hands, shook his body, and appeared on the surface of the great lake the next moment, looking at Lin Tian coldly.

"The physical body is good!" He stared at Lin Tian, ​​his voice was extremely cold: "Tell me, how did you enter this world!"

"you guess."

Lin Tian was very calm, looking lightly at the lord of the eighth collar of the Netherworld.

Such gestures undoubtedly made the Lord of the Eighth Nether Territory's eyes turn cold, and the coldness on his body became even stronger.

With a bang, the imperial power outside his body became stronger, and the Nether Light boiled.

"Suppress you, this emperor will come and see for himself!"

he said coldly.

After the words fell, wisps of halo rushed out of his body, and there was a terrifying power intertwined immediately, and runes filled the sky.

At this moment, the emperor of the eighth realm of the Nether world no longer suppressed Lin Tian with pure physical strength, but began to use the power of supernatural powers to press down on Lin Tian with the sky full of Nether runes. There were various strange forces surging, very forcing people.

This kind of power is astonishing, it really carries the power of the emperor and the power of the emperor, making the sky here change its color.

"Supernatural powers!"

"The lord has used magical powers!"

"The human race must be defeated!"

Dozens of strong Nether clansmen all sneered.

Even the five-element crocodile was moved. The emperor's powerhouse used supernatural powers and secret techniques, and the killing power was much stronger than pure physique.

Rumbling, as the lord of the Nether Eighth Territory's supernatural power pressed towards Lin Tian, ​​the entire great lake couldn't help boiling.

The water waves rolled, and there was a loud crash.

"The physical body is not good enough to start using supernatural powers?" Lin Tian looked very calm and said, "However, the ending will not change."

He stepped on the big lake, his right leg shook slightly, and the dragon patterns spread, shining brightly.

"Aw!"

In an instant, the great lake began to glow, and piercing dragon chant rang out. A luminous dragon rushed up from the bottom of the big lake, which was tens of feet long, and the dragon chant resounded in ten directions.

The huge dragon tail swept across, smashing all the ghost runes directly.

"this is?!"

"Hitting... broke the lord's magic?!"

"how come!?"

In the distance, dozens of strong Nether clansmen were all horrified.

They were still calling the lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld who used supernatural powers just now. Lin Tian was absolutely no match for him, only to be suppressed, but now, the powerful supernatural power sacrificed by the Lord of the Eighth Netherlander was crushed by Lin Tian in the blink of an eye.

"this……"

The five elements crocodile stared, startled by this scene.

The supernatural power offered by an emperor was wiped out by Lin Tian so easily.

Even the lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld changed color and was truly moved. The emperor-level magical technique he sacrificed was easily disintegrated by a human being in the Nirvana realm!

"Humanity!"

His voice was low and cold, and he moved directly, pressing towards Lin Tian with one step.

He waved his big hand, the palm covered the sky, and Dao marks were intertwined. It was a very powerful supernatural power, and the ghost power was very strong.

"Here, suppress you, use you to practice!"

Lin Tian spoke at this moment.

He stared at the lord of the Nether Eighth Territory, and two sharp lights shot out of his eyes.

This is an emperor-level powerhouse. If he can obtain the opponent's body and refine it with the holy treasure refining technique, he will definitely be able to directly step into the quasi-emperor level, and may even directly step into the emperor's level.

He shook his right leg, and the dragon patterns spread around, and the entire Great Lake was glowing.

"Aw!"

The dragon chant sounded again, extremely ear-piercing.

This time, dozens of large dragons rushed out, each of which was tens of feet long, just like dozens of real dragons were born.

Dozens of real dragons roared like real ones, and under his thoughts, they rushed towards the Lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld.

"Crack!"

In this place, the void that had just returned to normal immediately shattered, and the scene was terrifying.

Lin Tian rode dozens of real dragons up, the dragons chanted intimidatingly, and there were waves of monstrous waves.

In a blink of an eye, he collided with the lord of the eighth collar of the Netherworld.

"boom!"

The astonishing big collision, one after another turbulent waves swept past, the big hand of the eighth lord of the Nether world pressing on Lin Tian was directly bounced away, and the intertwined Nether light was shattered a lot.

"Dragon Kill!"

Lin Tiandao.

As he finished speaking, the roar of the real dragon sounded again, and behind him, a big dragon with a full three hundred feet rushed out, like a reborn dragon king, looking down at the heavens. Immediately, the next moment, this big dragon moved, and together with dozens of other big dragons tens of feet in length, attacked and killed the lord of the Eighth Territory of Netherworld.

The lord of the eighth realm of the Netherworld made a move, and once again showed his magical powers and secret techniques, all of which were extraordinary, and met the dozens of dragons.

In a blink of an eye, the two collided again.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

One after another soft sounds came out, and the magical powers and secret arts sacrificed by the lord of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld disintegrated and shattered bit by bit.

"Roar!"

The three-hundred-foot-long dragon roared and rushed past. A divine dragon swung its tail and slammed into the emperor's chest.

With a bang, the emperor and lord of the Nether Race flew horizontally, with a mouthful of blood coming out of his mouth, and the powerful emperor's body was almost shattered, and cracks appeared.

Such a scene completely shocked the crowd.

"how is this possible?!"

Dozens of monks from the Nether tribe were terrified.

Lin Tian stood on the big lake, stepped on the water surface, and with one step, he was forced in front of the Emperor Youming who flew out.

He raised his hand, without any extra movement, and directly punched it.

"Boom!"

With a punch down, thunder bursts, very frightening.

After three years of retreat, he has comprehended all the magical powers and secret arts he has mastered to the best level he can control now, and his cultivation base has also broken into the Ninth Heaven of Nirvana. The power of war. But now, although the lord of the Eighth Territory of the Nether Realm in front of him is in the second level of the emperor, much stronger than the powerhouses in the early days of the emperor, but this place happens to have a very extraordinary big lake with majestic power inside. At that time, he stepped on the great lake and fought with the power of the great lake led by the stronger dragon burial scripture he had comprehended, without any fear of the Nether Emperor.

He swung his fist, and the fist appeared in front of the Nether Emperor in the blink of an eye, and landed on the opponent's cheek.

"boom!"

With a solid punch, the lord of the eighth collar of the Netherworld flew straight across, and spewed out another mouthful of blood.

"Humanity!"

The man roared, quickly stabilized his figure, his eyes became more terrifying than the sharp blade of a magic weapon, and Dili rolled and moved.

The void buzzed, dense rune imprints rushed out of his body, intertwined into densely packed Nether swords, and the sonorous sound seemed to shatter this great world, piercing through void cracks, all slashing towards Lin sky.

Lin Tian snorted softly, dozens of dragons came to meet him, and at the same time urged the Dragon Burial Scripture again, pouring the power from the great lake into his body, forcibly enhancing his own strength, making his energy and vigor increase several times in a blink of an eye. Immediately, the next moment, he shook his right hand, and there was also a sonorous sword cry, and dense Lingtian sword lights emerged from his side.

"cut!"

His voice was indifferent.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

The howling of the sword is piercing, suppressing everything.

For three years, the Ling Tian Sword Sutra has been cultivated by him to become more powerful. At this moment, Ling Tian's sword is full of meaning, and already possesses a trace of profound meaning. When Shi Shi appeared, he smashed everything, and smashed all the Nether swords that the eighth lord of the Netherworld had cut out.

He stepped up and made a mudra with one hand, and behind him suddenly there was a great mountain, a great bell, a sea of ​​clover, and a blood-colored crack, all of which appeared, intertwined with the fluctuations that suppressed all things. fall down.

Divine magic!

"boom!"

The lord of the Eighth Territory of the Netherworld was immediately swept away, and many gods of heaven were pressed down, almost crushing him directly.

"My lord!"

In the distance, a Nether tribe monk couldn't help but shouted, shocked by this scene.

"This kid..."

The five-element crocodile's eyeballs almost popped out, and the second-tier emperor was actually beaten flying by Lin Tian several times.

"Aw!"

The dragon chant reappeared, and dozens of dragons rolled towards the lord of the eighth realm of the Netherworld.

At the same time, Lin Tian used the Dragon Burial Sutra to absorb more mysterious power from the great lake and poured it into his body. After a brief increase in strength, the stronger Ling Tian Sword Sutra and Tianyan Divine Art were displayed again, and they all pressed against the eighth leader of the Netherworld. Emperor Lord. ()

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