The dozen Netherworld Race cultivators were terrified. Their Emperor Overlord had attacked, but now, Lin Tian had completely blocked it.
"This …"
These people trembled.
In front of them, rumbling sounds were constantly heard, rolling in all directions.
The Eighth Lord of the Netherworld kept attacking. His palm force was powerful, and his pure physical strength was like a stormy sea, constantly falling on Lin Tian below. It was unknown how much space was shattered, and streams of void turbulence were constantly scattered.
Lin Tian stood on the surface of the lake, calmly waving his fist, and met the Emperor's Hand head-on.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
As the two collided, the space seemed to be beaten by a divine drum, and the sound waves were extremely ear-piercing.
In the distance, the dozen Netherworld Race cultivators were shocked to find that Lin Tian stood on the lake. Not only did he block all the attacks of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld, but he was also unharmed. Even the lake under his feet was calm, without the slightest ripple.
This was an extremely terrifying manifestation!
"It's just a strong physique. As long as the Overlord uses his divine ability, he can instantly suppress him!"
Someone gritted his teeth.
As soon as this was said, the others nodded.
"That's right! The Overlord hasn't used his divine ability yet. Divine ability is the strongest manifestation of a cultivator's combat strength! "
"That's right!"
"As long as the Overlord uses his divine ability, the insignificant human race will be nothing!"
"He must die!"
"In front of the Overlord, he's nothing!"
These people's eyes were sinister.
Wuxing Crocodile heard these people's voices. Although he was very unhappy, his heart was slightly shaken. Lin Tian's physique was very terrifying, and he could undoubtedly contend with an Emperor. However, in a real life and death battle, the strength of the physical body was definitely not the key. The key to victory was often the divine ability secret technique, unless the physical strength had reached an absolute level.
Clearly, Lin Tian's current physical strength had not reached a level that far surpassed the Eighth Lord of the Underworld.
"Boom!"
In the sky, the eyes of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld were cold. He was a dignified Emperor Rank expert, but after so long, he actually couldn't suppress a Nirvana Realm human!
He stared at Lin Tian, then withdrew his hands. His body flickered, and in the next moment, he appeared on the surface of the lake, staring coldly at Lin Tian.
"Your physical body is not bad!" He stared at Lin Tian, his voice incredibly cold. "Speak, how did you enter this world!"
"Guess."
Lin Tian was very calm as he looked indifferently at the Eighth Lord of the Underworld.
Such an attitude undoubtedly caused the eyes of the Eighth Lord of the Nether Underworld to turn cold, and the coldness on his body became even denser.
With a hong sound, the emperor force around his body became even stronger, underworld light surging.
"I'll suppress you. I'll see for myself!"
He said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, strands of halos rushed out from his body. Instantly, a terrifying power intertwined, and runes filled the sky.
At this moment, the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld was no longer suppressing Lin Tian with pure physical strength. He began to use the power of Divine Powers, and the Netherworld runes that filled the sky pressed down on Lin Tian. There were all kinds of strange power surging, and it was very oppressive.
This power was very shocking, and it carried true emperor force and might, causing the sky here to change color.
"Divine Powers!"
"The Overlord is using Divine Powers!"
"That human will definitely be defeated!"
Dozens of Netherworld Race experts sneered.
Even Wuxing Crocodile was moved. When an Emperor Rank expert used Divine Powers, the killing power was much stronger than pure physical strength.
With a rumble, the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld's Divine Powers pressed down on Lin Tian, and the entire lake could not help but boil.
The waves rolled and splashed loudly.
"You're using Divine Powers because your physical body is weak?" Lin Tian looked very calm and said, "However, the outcome will not change."
He stepped on the lake, and his right leg shook slightly. Dragon patterns spread and shone brightly.
"Roar!"
In an instant, the lake began to glow, and an ear-piercing dragon's roar sounded. A light dragon rushed out from the lake, and it was dozens of feet long. The dragon's roar resounded in all directions, and its huge dragon tail swept past, directly smashing all the Netherworld runes.
"This is?!"
"He … he shattered the Overlord's Divine Powers?!"
"How can this be?!"
In the distance, dozens of Netherworld Race experts were all shocked.
They had just said that Lin Tian would definitely not be able to defeat the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld who used Divine Powers and could only be suppressed. But now, the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld's powerful Divine Powers was crushed by Lin Tian in the blink of an eye.
"This …"
Wuxing Crocodile widened his eyes, shocked by this scene.
An Emperor's Divine Powers were destroyed by Lin Tian so easily.
Even the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld's expression changed, and he was truly moved. The Emperor-level Divine Powers he used were easily destroyed by a human of the Nirvana Realm!
"Human!"
His voice was low and cold, and he directly moved, pressing towards Lin Tian.
He waved his hand, and his palm covered the sky. Dao marks intertwined, forming a very powerful Divine Powers with dense Netherworld energy.
"I'll suppress you here, and use you to cultivate!"
Lin Tian spoke at this time.
He stared at the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.
This was an Emperor-level expert. If he could obtain the other party's physical body and refine it with the Saint Refining Treasure Technique, he would definitely be able to step into the Emperor-level, and even the Emperor-level.
He shook his right leg, and the dragon patterns spread in all directions, and the entire lake glowed.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar sounded again, and it was incomparably ear-piercing.
This time, dozens of large dragons rushed out, and each of them was dozens of feet long, as if dozens of true dragons were born.
The dozens of true dragons roared as if they were real, and under his will, they rushed towards the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld.
"Crack!"
In this place, the void that had just returned to normal shattered, and the scene was terrifying.
Lin Tian rode the dozens of true dragons up, and the dragon roars were intimidating, and mighty waves surged into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he collided with the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld.
"Boom!"
There was an astonishing collision, and stormy waves swept past. The Eighth Lord of the Netherworld's big hand that was pressing towards Lin Tian was directly bounced away, and the intertwining Netherworld Light was shattered.
"Dragon Kill!"
Lin Tian andao.
As his voice fell, the true dragon roared again, and behind him, a dragon of three hundred feet rushed out, as if the Dragon Emperor was reborn, overlooking the heavens. In the next moment, this dragon moved, and together with dozens of other dragons, they attacked the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld. The void trembled, and it seemed that this place would be completely destroyed at any time.
The Eighth Lord of the Netherworld attacked, and his divine power and secret technique were all extraordinary, as he faced the dozens of dragons.
In the blink of an eye, the two collided again.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
A soft sound came out, and the divine power and secret technique of the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld was disintegrated again, bit by bit.
"Roar!"
The three hundred feet dragon roared and rushed over, and with a divine dragon tail, it whipped the emperor's chest.
With a bang, the Nether Race's overlord was instantly sent flying as he spat out a mouthful of blood. His powerful emperor body was almost shattered by the force of the blow as cracks began to appear on his body.
Such a scene completely shocked everyone.
"How is it possible?!"
The dozens of Netherworld Race's cultivators were terrified.
Lin Tian stood on the big lake, and stepped on the water surface, forcing the Netherworld Emperor to fly out in one step.
He raised his hand, and without any superfluous movements, he directly punched forward.
"Boom!"
With a punch, thunder rumbled, and it was very terrifying.
After three years of seclusion, he had comprehended all the divine powers and secret techniques he had mastered to the best level he could now. His cultivation had also broken through to the Ninth Sky of Nirvana Realm, and he could definitely fight against an early-stage Emperor Realm expert. And now, although the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld Race was at the second-stage Emperor Realm, and was much stronger than an early-stage Emperor Realm expert, this place happened to have an extraordinary big lake that contained majestic power. At this moment, he stepped on the big lake, and used the Dragon Burial Scripture that he had comprehended to draw the power of the big lake to fight. He was not afraid of the Netherworld Emperor at all.
He punched down, and his fist appeared in front of the Netherworld Emperor in the blink of an eye, and landed on his cheek.
"Bang!"
The solid punch directly sent the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld Race flying, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Human!"
The man roared, and he quickly stabilized his body. His eyes became more terrifying than a divine weapon, and his Emperor Qi surged.
Space buzzed as dense talisman markings charged out from his body, and they interweaved into a dense mass of Netherworld Swords. Clanging sounds rang out, and it seemed as if they wanted to shatter the world. They pierced through numerous spatial rifts as they slashed towards Lin Tian.
Lin Tian snorted, and dozens of dragons rushed forward. At the same time, he activated the Dragon Burial Scripture again, and poured the power of the big lake into his body. He forcefully increased his strength, and his essence, energy, and spirit rose several times in the blink of an eye. Then, in the next moment, he shook his right hand, and the same sonorous sound of swords rang out. Dense Ling Tian Sword Radiance appeared around him.
"Slash!"
His voice was indifferent.
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
"Clang!"
The sound of the sword was ear-piercing, and it suppressed everything.
In the past three years, he had cultivated the Ling Tian Sword Scripture to become even more powerful. At this moment, the Ling Tian Sword Will was fully displayed, and it already had a trace of profundity. As soon as it appeared, it shattered everything, and all the Netherworld Swords slashed by the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld Race were shattered.
He stepped forward and formed a seal with one hand. Suddenly, a primordial mountain, a divine weapon bell, a sea of clover, a bloody crack, and other divine elephants appeared behind him. They intertwined with a wave that could suppress all things, and pressed down mightily.
Divine Divination Technique!
"Bang!"
The Eighth Lord of the Netherworld Race was directly swept away, and under the pressure of the divine elephants, he was almost crushed.
"Lord!"
In the distance, a Netherworld Race cultivator could not help but cry out, shocked by this scene.
"This kid …"
Wuxing Crocodile's eyes almost popped out. A second-layer Emperor was actually sent flying by Lin Tian several times.
"Roar!"
The dragon roared again, and dozens of dragons rolled toward the Eighth Lord of the Netherworld Race.
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