He was quite helpless about the ability of the mire spirit, and Ling Tian was dragged into the swamp by the mire spirit without paying attention. Huge pressure invaded, and that was not enough. A strange corrosive force invaded, and he sensed that there was no trace of energy in the mire.

Shao Baigu, Ling Tian knew that these bones were left after being attacked and killed by the mire spirit's mire ability.

Without hesitation, he displayed the phantom of the Buddha statue and the phantom of the alchemy furnace. Ling Tian's pressure was immediately relieved. However, he was surrounded by mud and was not weak at all. It would be difficult for him to break away from the attraction of the mud.

"It would be great if this mud was as solid as a stone spirit. It would be easy to break it into pieces with my strength. Then I could break free." Ling Tian said to himself, and suddenly he

His eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Yes, I can bake this swamp dry. In this way..."

Thinking of this, Ling Tian was quite excited, and he used the Night Heavy Halberd with a thought.

As soon as it came out, the dark night changed into a size of tens of feet, and the blazing fire filled the air, instantly evaporating the water vapor around it, so that the swamp mud became a solid clod of soil.

There was a clanking sound, and You Ye turned into a red light and rose into the sky. The dry soil around it cracked, and Ling Tian also took this opportunity to rise up from the ground and broke out of the shackles of the swamp.

His body shook, and the soil on his body was scattered. Ling Tian looked at a huge hole below, with a deep smile in his eyes: "Sure enough, after being baked to remove the moisture, the mud will be gone.

With the power of the swamp, the mire spirit cannot reabsorb this clod of soil in a short period of time."

Observing this, Ling Tian quickly came up with a strategy. He held You Ye in his hand with one move with his right hand, and his whole body was filled with the power of the fire domain, while resisting the attack of the mire spirit.

Go towards the side of the arena.

Whether the mire spirit attacks with mire arrows or transforms into a giant clay figure, it cannot stop Ling Tian and can only let him go.

After arriving at the edge of the arena, Ling Tian threw You Ye out, and then ordered: "You Ye, use the maximum firepower to dry these swamps bit by bit from the edge. I don't believe there is anything I can do against this mire spirit."

Youye carried out Lingtian's order without hesitation. The blazing fire filled the air, the flames surged into the sky, the water vapor filled the air, and the swamps were baked dry. After Lingtian issued the order, he also launched the fire vision field, blazing

The fire burned the sky and destroyed the earth, and more swamps were baked into clods.

Without water, the power of the mire spirit disappears, and the baked and dried soil clods can no longer be controlled.

You Ye transformed into a huge form, the blazing heat was overwhelming, and it dried the swamp very quickly. Although Ling Tian used the roughest vision field, it was also the most effective at this time, with a vision field of nearly a thousand feet.

The pieces that shrouded the past were baked and dried.

However, this arena is very large, with a total length of one million feet. It may be impossible to completely bake the swamp completely.

"How about it? After being baked, you will lose your abilities." Ling Tian said loudly, and then he persuaded: "Admit defeat, you can't do anything to me."

Although Ling Tian was sure of drying the mire spirit piece by piece, it was quite time-consuming, so he persuaded the mire spirit. After all, the mire spirit could do nothing to him at this time.

Although he knew that there was nothing he could do against Ling Tian, ​​the mire spirit did not admit defeat. He sent out a wave of soul fluctuations: "Humph, although I can do nothing against you, I don't believe that you can bake me all dry. Keep using this

It seems that the vision field consumes a lot of money for you, but it is my ability to transform into a swamp, so it consumes nothing at all. If this continues, you will lose sooner or later!"

"Haha, Ling Tian, ​​this kid wants to compete with you in a war of attrition. It seems that he doesn't know that you are not afraid of attrition at least." Po Qiong laughed loudly, and his tone was as if he was worried about the world being in chaos: "Ling Tian, ​​burn him, look.

Is he still being arrogant? After the swamp is baked into earth and stone, the strength of this mire spirit will also be weakened, and I am afraid that he will voluntarily admit defeat soon."

Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on Ling Tian's lips, and he recalled You Ye who had exhausted the source of fire. The five elements of the golden elixir in Ling Tian's body rotated in cycles, and the majestic spiritual energy was absorbed and turned into the power of the fire domain.

, more swamps were baked into earth and rocks.

Time passed bit by bit, and two hours passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, 10% of the swamp in the arena had been baked dry, but Ling Tian was still in high spirits and did not look exhausted at all.

The mire spirit also knew that Ling Tian fought against Thunder Pavilion without stopping, but at that time Ling Tian did not use a very expensive attack like the vision field, so the mire spirit wanted to fight Ling Tian.

A war of attrition. However, after such a long time, he found that Ling Tian still showed no signs of failure. He couldn't help but panic. However, he did not admit defeat immediately, but wanted to continue to gamble.

While chatting with Po Qiong while controlling the vision field, Ling Tian's recovery speed is very fast after the five elements converge. Just maintaining the simplest vision field consumes very little for Ling Tian, ​​and it is not even as good as Ling Tian's recovery speed, not at all

It is an exaggeration to say that Ling Tian can maintain this level of vision field all the time.

A few more hours later, 20 to 30% of the swamp had been dried, which meant that the strength of the swamp spirit had dropped by more than 30%. Looking at Ling Tian's still powerful appearance, the swamp spirit was completely lost.

Gaining confidence, he sent out his spiritual consciousness: "Ling Tian, ​​please stop, I give up!"

Hearing this, Ling Tian smiled slightly. He took back the fire vision field, and then looked at the mire spirit: "Okay, you can turn into a human. Let the referee decide that you admit defeat."

"I'm sorry, I can't transform into a human being after being baked to such a large part." The mire spirit sounded quite apologetic, and seeing Ling Tian frowning, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, I won't cheat.

I will surrender to the referee now."

Speaking of the spiritual consciousness of the mire spirit, he summoned a law enforcer, and then explained his current situation, not forgetting to mention his surrender.

After the referee declared Ling Tian the winner, he showed a smile, and then watched the mire spirit slowly moistening and recalling the dried earth and rocks. He was curious: "Fellow Taoist, at your speed, how long will it take for you to fully recover?"

"I'm afraid it will take two or three days. Alas, this temperature is far inferior to your baking temperature." The swamp spirit sighed softly, and his tone was quite helpless: "If I had known this, I would have given up a long time ago.

It's better now, and everyone else knows about this shortcoming of mine. Alas, you are still the first one to find my weakness."

Ling Tian was very amused when he heard that it would take two or three days, but after hearing the second part of the sentence, he comforted him: "Don't worry, although others know your weakness, there are very few people with fire attributes, even if they are fire attributes

People may not be able to comprehend the realm of vision. Even if they do, it would be difficult for them to maintain the realm of vision for a long time."

"That's true. After all, there are few people who can change and be as powerful as you, fellow Taoist." The mire spirit realized that something was wrong and hurriedly changed his words, but when he saw that Ling Tian didn't look angry at all, he felt relieved: "Everyone said

Ling Tian from Lingxiao Pavilion is gentle and polite, and it turns out to be true when we meet him today."

"That's because you are not my enemy." Ling Tian chuckled, and a stern look flashed in his eyes as he spoke: "If you were my enemy, then I would not be so gentle."

"Yes, I know that almost everyone in the younger generation of Thunder Pavilion has been deposed. Fellow Taoist is so cruel." The spirit of the mire was full of admiration. His tone was full of admiration: "fellow Taoist did the right thing.

People should be ruthless to see if they dare to rebel in the future."

Smiling slightly, Ling Tian also knew that most of the spirit tribes were simply born to hate evil. He also had a good impression of this mire spirit. The two chatted casually for a few words. Ling Tian clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, I still have to deal with the problem.

Come down and compete, after all, one person can accept five competitions in one day, so if it ends early, you should rest early."

"Oh, you're fine, but I'm afraid I won't be able to compete anymore today." The Swamp Spirit sighed, but he was not worried: "Fortunately, the conference stipulated that if the injury is too serious, the competition can be postponed for a few days. I hope I

I'm lucky that I won't meet anyone like you or someone from the fire-type vision field again."

"Okay, then I wish you good luck. I'm leaving." Ling Tian chuckled, then took the bronze coffin back and flew away in the air.

After reaching the mid-air and looking at the sea-like swamp below, Ling Tian couldn't stop laughing. Then he looked at his jade token: "No. 51, I hope the opponent this time will not be so troublesome. Alas, the first game is...

So much time wasted.”

With that said, Ling Tian walked towards Arena No. 51. At this time, there was a figure waiting for him on the arena. Seeing the strong death aura and corpse aura surrounding that person, he frowned: "Uh, yes

Zombies, why am I so unlucky? The smell of corpses is so strong..."

"Okay, don't complain, kid. There are dozens of games to come." Po Qiong urged.

Hearing this, Ling Tian shook his head, and then he came to the ring in a flash. After saluting each other, he also knew the zombie's name - Corpse Poison.

"Ling Tian, ​​I heard that you own a bronze coffin unique to our zombie clan, and it is a quasi-immortal weapon?" Corpse Poison's voice was hoarse. When he saw Ling Tian nodding, his corpse anger increased: "So you have been killed.

Are you the senior of our zombie family? Huh, I want to avenge my senior, so you should die."

"Well, I didn't snatch this bronze coffin, it was my master." Ling Tian explained, his tone was full of playfulness: "If you want to take revenge, go to my master. His old man is worried about where to snatch the bronze coffin.

Well, don't worry, if you don't kill seriously, Master will not kill you."
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