Sword Venerable Ling Tian

As the urgent sound of the ten-sided ambush's prelude entered the beautiful stage, the dark clouds in the sky began to press down, rolling over and over again.    

The light between the sky and the earth suddenly dimmed.    

Waves of wind suddenly rose up. The mountains in all directions seemed to be shrouded in shadows, as if there were countless troops lying in ambush.    

Under the contrast of the ten skeletons from the Barbarian Clan, a horrifying aura started to surge up from between the heaven and earth.    

He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in the heart of the Barbarian Clan beneath the Tianhe Mountain. Even the shouts of battle gradually stopped.    

Dong, dong, dong!    

Suddenly, the sound of a drum came from within the zither. Under the resonance of the mountain, the drum rose into the sky and rolled down like muffled thunder.    

In a split-second, sand and rocks were thrown into the air, and cold wind whizzed, engulfing the entire Tianhe Mountain Battlefield.    

The zither sounds were urgent and the drum sounds were dense. Following that, all sorts of zither and drum sounds rose up. It was as if an army of thousands of men and horses were waiting for the horn to charge through the mountain range to attack.    

At this moment, the aura of the entire barbarian army was attacked, and the formation was in disorder. There were even some Barbarian Clan who had the thought of fleeing.    

"Don't panic! The glory of my Great Desolate Barbarian Clan, is not something that can be shaken by such an evil tune! "    

Even though Lun Bu was also shocked, and was unable to stop the zither music from entering his ears, he still tried his best to stabilize his morale.    

But he had no choice, the ten-sided ambush was too powerful, the mountain was the base, and with the sky clouds as the strings, it drew the will of the heavens. In the howling of the cold wind, the strange Ling Tian, the black clouds covered everything, it was as if heavenly soldiers were descending from the skies, making it impossible for anyone to have the will to fight.    

At this time, even the Lingnan City that was over ten thousand kilometers away, as well as countless other Martial Cultivator and common men, had all walked out of their rooms, looking at the dark clouds that filled the southern horizon.    

With such a powerful musical phenomenon, the barbarian army beneath the Tianhe Mountain was unable to withstand it.    

"Lun Bu, from today onwards, all the glory of your Desolate Tribes will cease to exist!"    

As the zither music continued, a golden light broke through the dark clouds and appeared before the great army.    

He was holding onto a huge blood gold pillar, which was suspended there, looking down at the million barbarian army s.    

"Ling Tian, it's General Ling Tian!"    

"General Ling Tian has come out of seclusion! Ling Nan will win! "    

"General Ling Tian will definitely turn the tide!"    

Ling Tian's appearance caused the Martial Cultivator army on Ling Nan's side to ignite their fighting spirit in an instant!    

"You are Ling Tian?!"    

Lun Bu looked at the golden armored figure from afar. All of the strange things that was happening was caused by him, if he were to kill him, everything would be resolved!    

Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly realized that the top of Ling Tian's armor was covered with blood stains.    

When Lun Bu saw the enormous pillar that was thirty meters long on Ling Tian's shoulder, his pupils involuntarily constricted as he cried out in alarm.    

Holy Pillar!    

"Why is the sacred pillar in your hands!"    

Lun Bu's eyes widened in anger, he simply could not believe what he was seeing.    

This sacred pillar had been sacrificed by the Desolate Tribes for tens of thousands of years. As the High Priest, he had been cultivating under this sacred pillar for 500 years!    

All previous Barbarian King s would use the method of blood sacrifice to create Archaeopterygium s with no flaws at all!    

In the entire Barbarian Clan, there were only five of these Holy Pillars!    

Every single one of them was the supreme faith of all the Barbarian Clan s.    

And now, this sacred pillar that should have been standing on top of the altar of the tribe's underground palace, was actually being carried by a Human Race.    

Then, what about the Barbarian King s?    

"Hehehe, this thing, you two should know clearly about it right? It's the sacred pillar that has been stained with the blood of countless Barbarian Clan, today, I'll let you two pay your respects to it!"    

Ling Tian sneered, then directly pushed down the golden pillar onto the clouds, causing it to crash onto the back of barbarian army!    

For a time, a blood-red light began to shine atop the divine pillar, exceptionally dazzling the dark skies.    

When all the Barbarian Clan saw this, they went crazy and kowtowed towards the sacred pillar.    

"No, impossible!" This is fake, this is not our Desolate Holy Pillar! "    

Lun Bu frantically shook his head and roared.    

"No?" You should at least recognize it! "    

With that, Ling Tian took out Barbarian King of Desolation Ao Ye's corpse and threw it on the pillar.    

Immediately, golden blood flowed along the golden pillar, and in an instant, millions of Barbarian Clan's blood soul gushed out from the golden pillar and down crazily.    

Each and every one of them was as vicious and miserable as they had been before their deaths, completely terrifying to the extreme!    

"Wang!"    

Seeing Ao Ye's corpse, Lun Bu's entire body trembled, and was on the verge of collapsing.    

The million barbarian army s, on the other hand, crumbled instantly. Looking at the countless blood soul that were rushing towards them, they kneeled down while holding their heads and howling.    

A million barbarian army s, were already powerless to fight!    

"No, my king will not die! Ling Tian, you have destroyed the Desolate Tribes. Even if I, Lun Bu dies, I will drag you down with me. I will kill you! "Aaaah!"    

Although he already knew that the Desolate Tribes was powerless, the remaining fighting intent in his heart allowed him to gather all the bloodline power in his body. Raising the gold rod in his hand, he rushed towards Ling Tian.    

He was overestimating himself!    

Ling Tian looked over, it was just a mere Barbarian Gold Body, he did not place it in his eyes.    

Looking at Lun Bu who was flying over, Ling Tian casually threw out a punch.    

"Bam!"    

In the midst of the howling cold wind in the sky, a ball of faint golden blood fog appeared abruptly, like a gigantic firework blooming in the night sky.    

However, in just a moment, it was completely blown away by the wind.    

He was arrogant beyond belief just a moment ago, but in the end, he had lost to the High Priest Lun Bu, who was one of the Four Great Master of Golden Body s.    

Everyone couldn't help but sigh.    

The sound of the ten-sided ambush made all the people of Barbarian Clan cry out in fear, and the blood and corpses of the Sacred Pillar and the Barbarian King that fell from the sky caused the barbarian army to completely lose all courage and willpower to fight. Now that the High Priest, Lun Bu, was dead, he became the last straw that could suppress the barbarian army.    

"Where is our fellow Sect!?"    

Ling Tian stood in front of the Tianhe Mountain, his body enveloped in a seemingly tragic golden light, the dragons and elephants behind him circling, he raised the Shocking Rainbow in his hands and bellowed while waving his arms.    

"Here!"    

Nearly five hundred thousand Sect Cultivator raised their Weapon and responded to the heavens.    

A great momentum, as if fog was rising, as if the river was surging upwards, as if wildfire was setting the plains ablaze!    

In just an instant, the spear-shaped battle intent that seemed to pierce the heavens and earth, with Ling Tian at the center, soared into the sky and ripped apart the ten-sided ambush's Yin Cloud Constellation, revealing the myriad of stars on it.    

"Kill!"    

As Ling Tian gave the order, 500,000 Sect Cultivator s immediately charged forward. For a moment, the sky was filled with flashes of light as it crazily devoured the barbarian army.    

Right now, the Barbarian Clan was like a fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.