Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian was startled, he stared at Manager Xiao with difficulty, only to see him nodding his head heavily, without any intent to change his words.    

"Uncle Lin, is he dead?"    

For a moment, Ling Tian only felt that his breathing was heavy, and his legs swayed. His chest felt as if it was pressed against a huge boulder, making him unable to breathe.    

Sitting dejectedly on the chair, Ling Tian stared blankly for the time it took to boil a cup of tea.    

"Crack!"    

With a roar of killing intent, the chair was directly smashed into pieces by Ling Tian's purple fire palm. The broken pieces of wood were all over the ground, and were instantly burnt to ashes by the purpura.    

"How could Uncle Lin possibly die?!"    

Ling Tian could not help but shake his head, with tears in his eyes, the scenes of the past surfaced in his mind.    

"Although I do not know what it is that Martial Nephew possesses fire seed, I can guarantee that your talent for artifact forging is not bad! However, I cannot be your guide! "    

"Remember, in this Outer sect, although my Thousand Refinements Faction does not cause trouble, we are not afraid! With me here, you will not be wronged. If I fail, you still have my master to back you up! "    

"Take this copy of the Thousand Leaves Crossbow and defend yourself!"    

A warm smile, a selfless concern.    

To Ling Tian, Lin Shan was even more important than the Master.    

That was the first person in Ziyun Sect who selflessly helped him other than Liu Yiyi.    

Although he did not take Lin Shan as his master, Ling Tian had long ago treated Lin Shan as his own Master.    

A master for a day, a father for life.    

Scenes kept flashing and replayed in Ling Tian's mind, as if everything was happening right in front of his eyes. But that person, would no longer appear in his own world.    

There were many things in this world that would never come again after death. When one was the weakest and had no one to rely on, the people standing beside them were irreplaceable.    

Fall?    

Who let you perish, I will make him pay a thousand times the price!    

Ling Tian's fingernails were deeply embedded into his palm, and even the sound of his teeth grinding could be heard.    

"Barbarian Clan, Devil Sect? "Who killed my Uncle Lin?!"    

Ling Tianshuang's eyes were bloodshot as he roared in anger.    

Ling Tian's head of black hair moved without any wind, the cloak behind him was stirred up by the Yuan Qi, making a loud noise. On both of his arms, a purpura rose up, just like Ling Tian's anger, wanting to burn everything.    

That ice-cold gaze was filled with killing intent. Even the Manager Xiao did not dare meet Ling Tian's gaze.    

The entire room seemed to have been set ablaze with rage, as a baleful aura was unable to be concealed and wantonly spread out.    

Feeling Ling Tian's terrifying killing intent, Manager Xiao was overwhelmed with shock. He sighed in his heart, Ling Tian's aura, was actually even more tyrannical than before, when he was in Wuhui Valley.    

Thus, he hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "The ones ambushing Ziyun Sect are the leader of Barbarian Clan's Uighur Tribe, Chi Xie, Thousand Demons Sect Situ Fan and the Heavenly Fiend Sect's Li Wuxin!"    

"They are all from Soul Condensation Expert and the one leading them is Peak Master Mu Yun. He was also severely injured and nearly fell to his death!"    

Hearing that, Ling Tian's gaze became serious, and at first glance, the blood light in his eyes became even stronger, as if he was trying to devour someone.    

"Chi Xie, Situ Fan, Li Wuxin!? "Good, very good!"    

Ling Tian's voice was calm, without any fluctuation, but what the Manager Xiao heard made his hair stand on end, and made him feel as if he had fallen into an icehouse.    

"That's right!" It's the three of them! "    

As the Manager Xiao's voice fell, Ling Tian directly struck down with his palm.    

A black stone table next to him shattered into pieces and scattered into the wind.    

Ling Yun and the others who were picking out treasures on the first floor also felt the trembling of the entire pavilion, as well as the evil aura that spread down.    

They looked at each other, knowing that things were not going well!    

"If we cannot revive after death, the Elder Ling will grieve. "The enemy is strong right now, and I know you're anxious to take revenge, but you still ?"    

Hearing Manager Xiao's words of persuasion, Ling Tian looked over and stared at him: "Have mercy, is the enemy powerful? I do not care whether he is a Barbarian Clan or a devil, nor do I care if he is a Ning Po or a Golden Body, I just want to avenge my Uncle Lin! "    

"They must all die!"    

Murderous intent surged, upon hearing that, Manager Xiao's entire body turned cold, as though his soul was frozen by Ling Tian's gaze, and his mind was trembling.    

From Ling Tian's body, he discovered something different than before. That was the smell of blood.    

Only a person whose hands were filled with Blood would have such a terrifying aura.    

How many people had this fellow killed?    

"Elder Ling cannot blame this humble one for his slip of tongue." "This humble one will definitely support Elder Ling. If there's anything you need, this humble one will definitely give it my all ?"    

Ling Tian's eyes were tightly shut, the Yuan Qi around his body was trembling, but after a moment, he was forcefully suppressed.    

"A slip of the hand destroyed the cloud-roofed room." Ling Tian took a deep breath and slowly said, "Manager Xiao, Ling Tian has a request."    

"Elder Ling is no different from others. If you have any requests, feel free to speak!" The Manager Xiao said.    

"I need a cloud ship!"    

The moon and stars intersected, beautiful like a fairy tale. The deep night sea was still tranquil. At this moment, the night sky was covered by a black veil like a peerlessly beautiful woman. Only her bright starry eyes were visible.    

As for that dazzling stream of light, it was like a tear that had fallen onto a woman's cheek.    

An eight-winged cloud boat was cruising through the skies.    

The purple copper Furnace's fragrance of burning incense was faint and indistinct, slowly circulating in the quiet room, profound and auspicious.    

However, in such a quiet quiet room, there was only a simple praying mat. On the praying mat, a young man in white sat calmly with a face as calm as the surface of a lake.    

However, in the young man's dantian, it was already a turbid wave that swept through the sky as it roared in rage.    

The thick Yuan Qi was twisted into nine whirlpools, and at the bottom of the whirlpool, a group of seven colored Primary Spirit Qi formed into a halo. The vortex rotated, and like a whale, it swallowed the seven colored halo, replenishing itself.    

The anger in his blood also surged like a surging river, uncontrollable, through his meditating body.    

Above his dantian, the spiralling spirit energy was already about to break through space. The boundless flames of fury was about to burn Ling Tian into ashes.    

If Ling Tian had not forcefully unleashed the Taichu Meridian, the vortex would have already collapsed.    

"Uncle Lin, I, Ling Tian will definitely take revenge!"    

Ling Tian bellowed, his hand forming a seal, he activated the Taichu Meridian at full power, causing the nine big vortexes in his Dantian to spin berserk, the seven coloured ball of Qi was instantly swallowed, and his entire body collapsed.    

Above the whirlpool, nine pillars of Yuan Qi s sprayed upwards, crazily erupting towards that huge height.    

At this moment, the entire cloud ship's surroundings had formed into a huge whirlpool. In the sky, countless Primary Spirit Qi were attracted over, as if they were ten thousand rays of light shining on a bright moon in the night sky.    

Mu Tiezhu and the rest walked out of the cabin in shock, raising their hands to look at the pavilion at the top, seeing the light inside, they were extremely shocked.    

Such momentum was truly terrifying!    

"Boom!"    

The invisible barrier instantly broke through.    

Tens of thousands of streams of spiritual energy fell like rain to nourish his spiritual sea.    

The nine vortexes suddenly expanded in size as well.    

The twisting power was even stronger than before!    

Peak of the middle stage Pi Quan!