With Ling Hao's current combat power, it is no longer too difficult to kill an eighth-grade Holy Emperor with one strike without the other party taking any precautions.
"Sister Xuan, how is your injury?" Ling Hao came to Chi Xiaoxuan.
"It's a small thing!" Chi Xiaoxuan shook her head and responded: "You go help Lu Yue and the others, I'll go to Xiaoru's side!"
After finishing speaking, he ducked and rushed towards Zhu Xiaoru's battle circle.
Zhu Xiaoru's opponent is a sixth-grade Saint Emperor. By now, Zhu Xiaoru has suffered some injuries from the battle between the two.
However, fortunately, none of the injuries were fatal. It would not be easy for the opponent to capture her in a short time.
And with the addition of Chi Xiaoxuan, the ending of the other man can be imagined.
At the same time, Ling Hao roughly observed the battle situation between the two sides.
Yuan Ye, the great elder of the Jingyun Dao Sect, fell from the air under Bai Ling's attack. Even if he didn't die, he didn't have much time to live.
After Bai Ling dealt with Yuan Ye, he approached Yuan Chi. The combat power between him and Yuan Chi was about the same, and the two sides immediately fell into a state of anxiety.
After Xin Jun and Xin Hu fought Yuan Chi for more than ten rounds, although they were seriously injured, they still had at least 60 to 70% of their skills.
Therefore, the two men who had their hands free found those powerful men in the late stage of the Holy Emperor of the Jingyun Dao Sect, who were enough to crush each other.
Another half-step transcendental realm old man on the other side had died under the attack of two half-step transcendental realm elders from the Lingxu Dao Sect.
The war has developed to this point. Except for the unclear situation of Xin Cheng and Yuan Han, it has basically become a one-sided trend.
It is estimated that the battle will be over in less than a quarter of an hour.
laugh!
After a while, Ling Hao came to Lu Yue's fighting circle. After a flash of sword light, the man on the other side was chopped into two pieces and fell down.
"How are you, are you okay?" Ling Hao took out a pill from his body and handed it to Lu Yue.
"It's okay!" Lu Yue took the elixir and drank it.
Although there were some injuries on his body, they were not serious.
"You rest first, I'll go help..." Ling Hao continued.
However, mid-sentence, his brows furrowed tightly.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Lu Yue asked.
"Someone is here again!" Ling Hao said while looking towards the distant sky.
"Huh?" Lu Yue was slightly stunned and followed Ling Hao's gaze.
Then, a group of people appeared in sight.
The total number of people is about twenty, all dressed in black robes, with a black and white ghost mask on their head.
Except for the first two, everyone else holds a sickle about two meters long.
Everyone is filled with a strong aura of death, like a demon who has just climbed out of hell.
With the appearance of this group of people, the coercive momentum in the void once again increased by several orders of magnitude.
"Who is this?" Lu Yue frowned and looked at Ling Hao and asked, "Brother, can you detect their martial arts aura?"
"I can't detect the auras of the first two people. They should be powerful people in the extraordinary realm!" Ling Hao responded.
"Of the dozen or so people at the back, four of them are half-step extraordinary, and the other dozen or so are late-stage Saint Emperors!"
hiss!
Hearing Ling Hao's words, Lu Yue couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
This city in the sky is too terrifying, with formations of this level happening at every turn!
"Um?!"
At the same time, Xin Jun, who was not far away, looked into the air and his pupils shrank for a moment: "Why are they here?!"
"Great Elder, do you know them? Who are they?" Ling Hao looked at Xin Jun and asked.
"The Messenger of Yin and Yang!" Xin Jun's face was solemn.
