Ye Qingchan and others' eyes were slightly focused, and murderous intent was rising all over their bodies.
Suddenly, the entire void was filled with chill, and the situation suddenly changed.
At this time, rumors were also spreading across the land of Kyushu.
It is said that he is the Holy Son of the Black Demon Clan, who has taken a liking to three women from the upper realm, and sent people to capture them back to the clan.
As soon as this news spread, it immediately triggered a lot of speculation and investigation.
However, what is shocking is that the three women who were attracted by the Holy Son of the Black Demon Clan are actually the followers of Young Master Ling Xiao.
For a time, the land of Kyushu was completely boiling.
You must know that the name Ling Xiao is now very prestigious, whether in the upper realm or the lower realm, and its holy name is spread far and wide.
For the contemporary human race, these two words are almost comparable to the ancient sages and the Nine Heavens Immortal Emperor.
What's more important is that the young master is...unparalleled in beauty and awe-inspiring in his righteousness.
Especially in recent days, it is said that there has been unrest in the Great Reef of the Dead, and even the young master of the Green Ghost Clan and many elders have been swallowed up by the tide of evil spirits.
Another young master descended from the sky with one man and a hundred swords, quelling the turmoil of evil spirits, cutting off the source of evil spirits, and protecting hundreds of thousands of people in the ancient Yaoyue Dynasty.
It is said that in ancient dynasties today, portraits and sculptures of young masters can be seen everywhere, and they are worshiped and incense is flourishing.
Of course, for the evil tribe, Ling Xiao is a thorn in their side, which does not eliminate their unhappiness.
In this way, there is a reason for the Black Demon Saint to provoke Ling Xiao.
But, who is this Black Demon Saint?
Why has no one in Kyushu heard of a holy son from the Black Demon Tribe for a hundred thousand years?
Time passes, and one day passes.
I saw a dragon chariot suddenly flying across the sky above Zhongzhou.
The vast holy power overwhelmed the sky, and after the dragon chariot, there were still following several young people with strong auras.
At this time, the Black Demon Clan was already on alert, and they were obviously aware of Ling Xiao's intentions.
After all, Ling Xiao never concealed his whereabouts along the way, just to frighten Hei Batian and lure him into a fight.
Soon, when the dragon chariot appeared in the sky above the Black Demon Clan, countless powerful clansmen and monsters from the upper world had already hidden themselves on the ancient forest peaks, wanting to see with their own eyes the peerless beauty of this young master.
"kill."
Ling Xiao walked out of the dragon chariot without saying any nonsense. The moment he waved his palm, Xiong Huan, Shi Potian, Manmo, Ning Wuchuan and others rushed out in an instant and fell towards the Holy Mountain of Heavenly Demon.
Of course, under so much attention, Ling Xiao had already warned him not to use demonic power.
And with Xiong Huan, the physical power of the barbarian demon is simply not something that ordinary people in the holy realm can withstand.
At the same time, Ling Xiao's figure stepped into the void, holding the ancient sword horizontally in his hand, and faced an old man in the holy realm below.
"Ling Xiao!! Don't think that I, the Black Demon Clan, are afraid of you!!"
The old man in the holy realm said something hateful, but he was really... helpless.
As demons from the upper realm, the Black Demons naturally know the terror of the Ling clan.
However, the words and deeds of the Holy Son are also beyond their control, so... they can only fight to the death.
"Hei Batian, get out and die."
Ling Xiao's eyes were calm and he didn't pay attention to the threat of the black devil saint.
I saw him slashing out with a sword, the sword was fierce and powerful, carrying the power of ten thousand ways, and directly chopped the body of the old man in the holy realm into pieces.
even!!
Everyone only saw the old man's eyes widening. He couldn't even dodge and was directly annihilated in the endless sword energy.
This method almost instantly shattered the Taoist hearts of many powerful black demons.
terrible!!
This boy is so scary!!
Appalling, simply unheard of!!
Originally, in the hearts of all the black demons, Black Batian was synonymous with invincibility.
But when they really saw Ling Xiao and witnessed his terror, they were a little shaken.
"grandfather!!"
A cry of sorrow suddenly came from the crowd.
However, before the dark demon youth could even lift his feet to walk out, he was enveloped by a wave of ice crystals and shattered to pieces.
In just a few moments, the battle that attracted the attention of Kyushu turned into a one-sided massacre.
Not surprisingly, there was no room for resistance.
Regardless of whether it was Xiong Huan or Barbarian Demon, the moment his palm was thrust out, not a single member of the Black Demon clan could resist it, and it immediately shattered into a blood mist.
"Run!! It's too scary!!"
"Holy Son! I'm talking about you! What kind of existence have you provoked for our black demon tribe?"
The entire Black Demon Holy Mountain is like an apocalyptic scene.
Looking around, the mountains are covered with blood mist, covering all directions and shocking people's hearts.
"Capture all the remaining people for me."
Ling Xiao frowned slightly. From the soul consciousness of the Black Demon Holy Realm just now, he discovered that Hei Batian had never returned to his clan, and a hint of deep thought suddenly flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, he finally understood why Feng Ruge felt a trace of ancient vicissitudes in that black batian.
Ancient Freak!!
Interestingly, he is actually a person from a hundred thousand years ago.
I saw Ling Xiao's sword falling, directly splitting the Black Demon Temple from the middle.
Ling Xiao's figure landed on the square in front of the palace, sitting on one of the golden chairs, looking calmly at the chaotic world.
An ancient formation soared into the sky, killing hundreds of creatures in one breath.
There are mechanical puppets that shuttle through the crowd, and they are not afraid of death.
In short, this time, even Xuanyuan Weiyang was holding a divine halberd to open up the world.
"die!!"
At this moment, in the midst of the chaos, an elder of the Black Demon Clan suddenly fell from the sky, punched out, and landed on Ling Xiao's head.
The terrifying Holy Power and Demonic Intent erupted instantly, shattering the void into pieces. It was extremely powerful!
"Sir, be careful."
Everyone's expressions changed, and even the many bystanders under the holy mountain had a flash of fear in their eyes.
This punch was too sudden and terrifying.
A black demon elder of the fourth level of the holy realm struck with all his strength. Let alone a young man, even a person in the same realm would not be able to withstand it.
only!!
Just when everyone was feeling complicated, they saw that in front of the main hall, the young man in black didn't even get up. He just calmly stretched out a palm, clenched it into a fist, and collided with the black demon elder.
Then!! A terrifying scene appeared!!
The ferocious sneer on the face of the dark demon elder froze almost instantly, and his entire body began to gradually disintegrate from his arms.
In just a short moment, the black demon elder who had reached the fourth level of the Holy Realm was shattered into nothingness.
this…"
Countless people looked at each other and completely gave up resistance, allowing Ning Wuchuan and others to capture and suppress him and fall from the sky.
"Ling Xiao!! You will regret it sooner or later! The Holy Son of our clan will not let you go!!"
Above the void, the last black demon ancestor of the ninth level of the holy realm looked up to the sky and shouted angrily, covered in black mist, and actually wanted to self-destruct his body.
However, before he could gather his spiritual energy, he felt an extremely cold force coming over him, freezing his newly boiling soul bloodline in an instant.
Then, Xiong Huan stepped forward, reached out with one hand, and easily held his neck.