Chapter 106 Li Lingge: Are you worthy of being your saint?



The edge of the Xuanyuan Sword drew a mysterious trajectory, and wherever the sword light passed, time seemed to be cut into countless pieces.

Nine golden dragons soared into the sky with the sword's force and collided fiercely with the giant axe.

In an instant, a dazzling light burst out between heaven and earth, as if even the sun was eclipsed by it.

The power of laws intertwined and collided in the void, making a deafening roar.

The giant spirit's expression changed slightly, and he felt an unprecedented pressure.

The nine golden dragons not only contain powerful strength, but also have the power of complete laws, as if each golden dragon is the incarnation of a piece of heaven and earth.

Although his giant axe was incredibly powerful, it was actually showing signs of being suppressed under the siege of nine golden dragons.

"That's impossible!"

The giant spirit roared, and the giant axe in his hand shook violently. The chains of law on the axe blade danced wildly like living things, trying to crush the nine golden dragons.

However, those golden dragons were like real creatures. They nimbly avoided the entanglement of the chains and pounced on the giant spirit at a faster speed.

The power of laws contained in the shadow of the giant axe collapsed the moment it touched the sword light.

“Boom!”

A deafening roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment.

The sword light was like a rainbow, piercing through the sky and earth, piercing the sky with unparalleled power.

The sword light was so bright and dazzling that even the sun, moon and stars seemed to be eclipsed by it. Everything in the world seemed as small as dust in front of this sword light.

The giant axe of the giant spirit god was as fragile as paper under the sword light, and the divine patterns engraved on the axe blade were extinguished in an instant like a candle in the wind under the impact of the sword light.

Those golden runes that once contained the power of endless laws were now like bubbles in the sun, so fragile that they could not withstand a single blow and shattered and dissipated.

The huge axe shadow fell apart in the sword light, turning into countless fragments and scattering in the void like a golden rain.

Wherever the sword pointed, an eternal crack was torn in the void, as if even time and space were cut off by this sword.

Even the giant spirit god's huge body could not withstand the supreme sword power, and the sword light pierced through his body.

"No!"

Jiang Tianming stood at the forehead of the giant spirit, his face as pale as paper, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

He frantically mobilized the immortal power in his body, trying to repair the cracks on the giant spirit's body.

However, the sword marks left by the Xuanyuan Sword were entangled with chaotic energy, and that chaotic energy was like a bottomless abyss, instantly devouring all his immortal power.

No matter how he struggled, he could not stop the collapse of his divine body.

“Boom!”

The giant spirit's huge body could no longer hold on and collapsed like a collapsing mountain.

The divine body was transformed into countless fragments by the residual power of the sword light and flew everywhere.

Each fragment shone with dazzling light, as if a star had fallen.

The moment the giant spirit's body collapsed, Jiang Tianming was bleeding in the air, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

His chest was pierced by a sharp sword energy, and blood spurted out like a fountain, staining his luxurious Holy Son robe red.

At the same time, scars deep enough to see the bones covered his body.

Each wound exuded a sharp sword energy, as if it was going to tear his flesh and blood completely apart.

This almighty Son of God is now as fragile as a mortal.

His eyes were full of disbelief and he muttered to himself.

"How dare a mere mortal..."

His voice gradually became weaker, as if even he himself could not believe the facts before him.

He is the Son of God, the being destined by heaven. How could he be defeated by an ant from the lower realm?

At the same time, although Li Lingge's face became paler, his hand holding the sword became more firm.

He could feel that although the power from the Xuanyuan Sword was still overbearing, it no longer plundered his spiritual energy as wantonly as it did at the beginning.

The chaotic energy flowing in the sword body merged perfectly with his meridians, as if this ancient divine sword had finally completely recognized him as its master.

The Xuanyuan Sword made a pleasant sound in his hand, and the Taotie pattern on the hilt glowed slightly.

The Taotie pattern squirmed like a living thing, emitting a faint golden light, which intertwined with Li Lingge's immortal aura, forming a mysterious resonance.

In Li Lingge's dantian, a dazzling sword seed was slowly condensing.

The sword was as dazzling as a star, emitting endless sharpness and power.

It is not only a symbol of Xuanyuan Sword's recognition of its master, but also an inseparable connection between Li Lingge and Xuanyuan Sword.

Kill the god with one sword!

This sword made Xuanyuan Sword truly recognize its master!

This sword plunged the entire Tianzhen Sect into dead silence.

"He actually defeated the Holy Son of Taoism!"

"When the Immortal Saint Realm versus the Immortal Venerable Realm, no matter how you look at it, the advantage is on Jiang Tianming."

"The Daoist Saint Son was defeated, and the elders were killed. The Daoist sect will certainly not let this go. Li Lingge will not live long!"

The elders of Tianzhen Sect looked at Li Lingge with complicated expressions, and endless regret suddenly surged in their hearts.

What did they just do?!

Shangguan Yourong, who is good at formations, and her husband who possesses a magic sword, were actually rejected by them, and they even wanted to use the Yunshan formation to wipe them out.

Two people with such extraordinary talents would be taken seriously even in a hidden immortal sect.

Not only did they fail to grasp Shangguan Yourong, but now they couldn't even grasp Li Lingge.

If Shangguan Yourong was still the Holy Maiden of the Tianzhen Sect, then the magic sword would belong to their Tianzhen Sect.

Moreover, now that Yu Yingxue is dead, Li Lingge severely injured the Holy Son Jiang Tianming with a single sword strike.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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