Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The distance between the Sixth Mountain and the core of the Tianjue Mountain was actually not very far.    

    

To Ling Tian's escaping speed, it should only be for an hour.    

    

However, the moment he entered the core area of Tianjue Mountain, Ling Tian immediately felt the power of the Seven Annihilations Array.    

    

In this place, the power of the Array had almost reached its peak state. The surging draconic energy was forcefully drawn out, and continuously swam around the ground, gathering towards the central region.    

    

And this strong suction also made Ling Tian's body feel as if it weighed over a thousand kilograms, greatly affecting his escaping speed.    

    

As they went deeper and deeper, Ling Tian became more and more apprehensive.    

    

Although the Tianjue Mountain was located in the dragon vein, but it couldn't withstand such absorption, could it?    

    

According to what he had gathered along the way, the Demon Race had been absorbing draconic energy for more than a thousand years.    

    

Thinking about it, the draconic energy underground should not have much left.    

    

And with so many draconic energy s, most of them had already gathered at the core area. Then, what kind of terrifying level would the person who ultimately absorbed the draconic energy reach today?    

    

Ling Tian walked forward with difficulty step by step, and Ling Tian was already able to clearly see the large well in the center of it.    

    

That's right, within the well, there was a layer of black and red fog that covered him.    

    

Moreover, other than this, Ling Tian could also feel a feeling of spatial energy suffusing from it.    

    

This feeling was not unfamiliar. In fact, it was somewhat familiar.    

    

Could it be that he had seen this before?    

    

No, he also hasn't been to the Tianjue Mountain?    

    

However, suddenly, the image of another well flashed across Ling Tian's mind.    

    

Ling Tian had actually seen a well that carried spatial power.    

    

That was the mouth of the The remains of the Heavy Sky Sect!    

    

That was the other world leading to this world's exit!    

    

But without waiting for Ling Tian to think about it too much, he suddenly saw through the hazy red black fog aura, he could faintly see a figure sitting beside the well.    

    

There was indeed someone!    

    

Ling Tian was immediately shocked in his heart. Standing in place, he did not move an inch as he carefully sized up that blurry figure.    

    

However, from the looks of it, this person was somewhat skinny. He sat there motionlessly, as though he was a statue.    

    

"Just who are you!?" You are playing tricks here!? "    

    

Ling Tian stood on the Long Spear that was formed by the combination of Thunder Sword and phlebotomus and shouted.    

    

The figure didn't move, even though it didn't care.    

    

However, Ling Tian frowned as he tried to sense it, only to realize that the terrifying pressure coming from the core was coming from this figure.    

    

This guy was definitely not a Statue or a dead person.    

    

"Hmph, I refuse to believe that you won't move!"    

    

Ling Tian let out a cold snort, and immediately held his fist horizontally. The Dragon Elephant Art was activated, and the fiery red Dragon Elephant Shadow appeared behind his back, bringing an endless amount of power into Ling Tian's fist.    

    

This was the first time Ling Tian used the power provided by the Body of Flame. After thinking for a moment, Ling Tian punched out.    

    

The first move, was the killing move from the Swimming Dragon Fist, the Flying Dragon in the Sky!    

    

This punch, in the Swimming Dragon Fist, was not weak at all!    

    

Roar!    

    

The fist shadow was bathed in fire, and on Ling Tian's Arm, it condensed into a fire dragon-like Shadow.    

    

As he roared, he attacked the figure within the fog.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

However, when the powerful fist shadow shattered the fog and landed on the figure, it only made a muffled sound.    

    

The Swimming Dragon Fist seemed to have hit something hard. After a boom, it stopped breathing.    

    

Other than the blurry fog being dispersed, there was no other use for it.    

    

"Mm!?"    

    

Ling Tian immediately frowned.    

    

That punch from before was comparable to an ordinary attack from an early stage Immortal Soul stage Supreme Elder. However, it couldn't be that there wasn't even the slightest bit of damage done, right?    

    

However, with the fog being dispersed, Ling Tian was finally able to see the true appearance of the figure!    

    

This fellow, he looked like an old man!    

    

However, it was definitely not Human Race!    

    

Although his entire body was the same as the Human Race.    

    

However, the skin on his face was full of rough lines and ravines, looking just like the bark of an old tree.    

    

But when Ling Tian recognized the pattern, on Yan Zhou's face, there was one too!    

    

This was the symbol of the dragon race!    

    

As expected, the person at the core of the group was not the Martial King, but a Dragon Ranker!    

    

When he had just entered the Tianjue Mountain, the terrifying fellow that the Lao Hou had felt, should be him!    

    

"If you don't move, then I'll try again! "Let's see how long you can keep pretending for!"    

    

Seeing that the Dragon Clan Ranker still remained as motionless as a statue, the flames of anger in Ling Tian's heart started to burn even more intensely.    

    

This was clearly looking down on him!    

    

"Long Zhan in the Wild!"    

    

This time, Ling Tian's entire body was filled with strength. When the dragon shadow formed, his entire person flashed and rushed forward, the Arm dragon roared, raised its fist, and smashed towards the old man's face. Bang!    

    

"Shua!"    

    

However, just as Ling Tian's fist was about to land on the old man's face, the old man's eyes suddenly opened!    

    

Those were a pair of frighteningly cold eyes. Within his pupils, there seemed to be the shadow of a dragon spiraling within them, and the scarlet Flame burned menacingly, but Ling Tian felt the coldness of death!    

    

This was definitely not a pair of eyes!    

    

The moment the old man opened his eyes, his aura exploded and swept out.    

    

In that instant, the aura coming from Ling Tian's body, as well as the coalesced figure of a dragon in his hand, was directly shaken to the point of crumbling apart.    

    

"What!?"    

    

In that moment, Ling Tian was also affected by the gaze, his entire body became cold, and he was flung out.    

    

"Haha, it has been a thousand years. Another Human Race finally came to my place. "    

    

Ling Tian was pushed back, he stood up and heard an aged voice ring out.    

    

The sound was extremely ear-piercing and unpleasant, as if two rocks were rubbing against each other. Listening to it made one's hair stand on end.    

    

"Who the hell are you? I am already here, do you still want to continue pretending to be a ghost?! "    

    

Ling Tian frowned, and asked coldly.    

    

"Who am I?"    

    

The old man laughed sinisterly, and looked at Ling Tian stiffly: "I, am Wu Huang of the Southern Tang Dynasty!"    

    

"Even if you see me, it won't be considered expensive?!"    

    

As he spoke, the old man began to radiate the might of a dragon. At this moment, he truly did have the aura of a dragon traversing the heavens.    

    

"Martial King? You think you are qualified?! "    

    

Ling Tian spat.    

    

He would not believe the other party's lies.    

    

"Hahahaha, what, could it be that I can't become a Martial King? Let me tell you, back then, if it wasn't for your Human Martial King using deceit to destroy my Demon Race, your Human Race wouldn't be the owner of this continent!"    

    

As he spoke, the aura around the old man exploded forth, and his tone was full of malice!