Sword Venerable Ling Tian

2As expected, he looked at his own The War God Massacre the Heavens, and stood in front of the god.     1

    

It was as if they were carved from the same mold.    

    

Did Ling Tian know that the The War God Massacre the Heavens that had been following him this whole time was the War God Realm?    

    

Could it be that wargods have already fallen?    

    

"Haha, not bad. After tens of thousands of years, the two of us can finally be one."    

    

The corners of the War God's mouth raised slightly. He then looked towards Ling Tian.    

    

"Senior."    

    

Ling Tian bowed.    

    

At this moment, he finally saw this wargod's appearance clearly.    

    

He was valiant and unparalleled. The golden sword in his hand glittered brightly.    

    

Furthermore, Ling Tian vaguely felt that this War God's appearance was actually quite similar to his own.    

    

No wonder Ling Tian had once thought that the will of the The War God Massacre the Heavens was left behind from his previous life's fall.    

    

"Mn, Ling Tian, I have been waiting for you here for a long time."    

    

The God and the The War God Massacre the Heavens merged as one, and then, it became the same size as Ling Tian, and descended in front of Ling Tian.    

    

His body of War God armor and the golden sword entering its scabbard gave Ling Tian a kind of exposed sharpness.    

    

"Wait for me? Senior, could it be, was also her doing? "    

    

Ling Tian frowned.    

    

"That's right, I am your last guide. When you walk out of this tower, you will have to rely on yourself."    

    

The wargod nodded.    

    

"Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Xu'er, the great god of the War God Shrine in the God Realm."    

    

"The great deity Jun Tian was my adopted sister. Back then, when the divine realm was destroyed, I was defeated and died due to it. My willpower has found you and followed you until now."    

    

"It was a good thing that Jun Tian sealed my Battle spirit here when he was forging the tower so that I could see you on this day."    

    

"Battle spirit..." Ling Tian was still frowning, "Senior, you are really dead? Even you, will fall? "    

    

"Hehe, of course he died. So what if he was a war god? Back then, when the God Realm collapsed, tens of thousands of God Tribes all fell. Only a few were able to escape this calamity."    

    

"But Senior, even the Demon Lord was sealed by your ten great divine halls. Under this sky, who can do anything to the God Realm?"    

    

"In the past, who exactly were you fighting against?"    

    

The War God came and left with a shake of his head, "Although the Demon Lord is terrifying, he is not invincible. What he cannot defeat is the human heart, or more accurately, the heart of gods."    

    

"The destruction of the God Realm was caused by the Gods themselves."    

    

But Ling Tian could not understand what Yao'er was saying at all.    

    

Seems like the collapse of the God Realm had some hidden secrets?    

    

"Forget it. The matter of the God Realm is still too far away for you. What you need to do now is to become stronger and prevent the Demon Lord from appearing."    

    

The War God's gaze swept across Ling Tian's body repeatedly, causing Ling Tian to feel as if his entire body had been seen through.    

    

"You have cultivated the Eternal Burning Heaven Method well. You also have the Two Elements of Creation Sword Art."    

    

"True Dragon Nine Transformations is the number one body tempering technique that I have never cultivated in the God Realm."    

    

"Imprisoning Sky Hand? But, that year, it was a famous divine skill. "    

    

Ling Tian's cultivation techniques were being said one by one by the War God. Ling Tian felt that he was like a naked woman now.    

    

There was no privacy.    

    

"Hmm? This thing is actually in your hands? "    

    

Suddenly, the War God's gaze fell on Ling Tian's peach garden.    

    

It was a walnut.    

    

"Senior has seen this peach garden before?"    

    

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows.    

    

"Of course I've seen it before. This was something that Jiejie obtained with great difficulty back then. I remember that there was a little elf within it."    

    

Laixiaoer seemed to be lost in memories.    

    

However, very soon, he bitterly smiled. "Forget it. Back then, this thing was only a source of growth for a world. Now, it seems that it has grown quite well in your body."    

    

"You must protect this thing well. I'm afraid that it will be of great use in the end. I believe that this is also one of your plans."    

    

"Sigh, it seems like you have received enough inheritances. You are also in the midst of comprehending the ten thousand inheritances of the Chonglou Tower. What should I teach you?"    

    

She pinched her chin.    

    

Ling Tian also shrugged. Did he make the War God feel troubled?    

    

He didn't know if he should be happy or not.    

    

"Senior, do you have any final skills?"    

    

Ling Tian rubbed his hands together.    

    

This was the so-called technique that didn't affect one's body.    

    

Although Ling Tian was able to comprehend the myriad of heavens' dao in no time, and knew the myriad of laws that governed this art well, it still wasn't enough.    

    

However, there weren't many techniques that were suitable for him, and they weren't any ultimate skill either.    

    

"Ultimate skill?"    

    

The War God frowned. "What is consummate?"    

    

"Err, the kind that others don't know. Only you know how to do it, and it's the most powerful one at that!" Ling Tian said.    

    

"I do have a sword technique."    

    

The war god thought for a moment, "Back then, what I cultivated was the Octane Blast Sword, one of the top ten divine arts in the God Realm!"    

    

"Dao Chong Sword?" This name sounds so domineering, that's what I'll do! "    

    

Ling Tian was overjoyed.    

    

"But, no."    

    

But the War God shook his head.    

    

"Why not?"    

    

"This sword technique requires a boy's body, right?" The War God looked at Ling Tian.    

    

"Body of the child?" Is there a mistake? There is such a restriction? "    

    

Ling Tianyao shook his head, "I'm not, my son is about to become a quasi-emperor."    

    

"What a pity. Once you become a Martial Emperor, you will have the chance to recreate your Emperor's body. At that time, you will be able to cultivate this Dashing Sword Technique. "    

    

Ling Tian could not help but heave a sigh of relief.    

    

Only by becoming a boy could he train. He couldn't help but admire the arrival of a war god.    

    

After that, Laiyue placed her hand on top of Ling Tian's head, a tsunami of information flowed into Ling Tian's mind.    

    

After half an hour, Ling Tian finally finished receiving the so called Eight Extreme Dao Rush Sword.    

    

However, this sword technique was simply too mysterious. Even if Ling Tian had the Bodhi seed in his hand now, if he wanted to comprehend it, he would need at least a thousand years.    

    

This was about the same as the mysterious sword technique he had encountered before.    

    

But that was only one strike.    

    

This charge was a complete sword-art.    

    

However, with the Si Xiang Tower here, it would take the outside world ten years to comprehend this sword technique.    

    

However, he would have to wait until he became a Martial Emperor.    

    

The fact that he could not use the Dao Chong Sword Technique made Ling Tian's heart itch.    

    

This won't do! No matter what, he had to obtain some powerful inheritances from the War God Shrine. Otherwise, when he became a Martial Emperor, how long would it take?    

    

The current him was not even a quasi-emperor!    

    

"There is, but it's not as powerful as the Doyen Sword Technique."    

    

The War God thought for a moment and said, "This is a fist art called the Eight Level Heaven Fist Technique. It can also be considered a godly skill of mine."    

    

"After you become a quasi-emperor, you will be able to cultivate!"    

    

After she finished speaking, Laiyue once again placed her palm on top of Ling Tian's head.    

    

Information about the Heaven Battling Fist surged into his mind.