I saw that where the magic knife fell, the flesh and blood began to rot, and the bones were broken layer by layer.
Traces of bloodline power visible to the naked eye surged along the magic knife.
Eventually it turned into demonic energy and poured into the ancient vicious blade.
Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he vaguely felt that there seemed to be some inexplicable change in the sword. As for what it was, he couldn't explain it clearly.
Drinking blood makes you stronger?
It quite fits the setting of a vicious villain.
Slaughter tens of thousands of people to create the supreme divine front!
Ling Xiao was somewhat looking forward to it at this time. The power of blood of a mere Shenhou monster could cause the magic sword to change like this.
If he kills several demon kings and demon emperors...
Hey hey hey.
At this moment, Zhuge Liuyun's face turned pale as he looked at the figure of the fire wolf that instantly turned into rotten bones on the ground, and he fainted from fright.
terrible!
This Ling Xiao is not the young master of the Demon Sect at all, this is a big demon!
"Um?"
Ling Xiao looked stunned, and then realized that there was Mi Yong's figure in front of him.
"Pfft!"
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The shadow on the side covered her mouth and smiled softly, and there was a rare tenderness on her beautiful face.
"Miyong, look at your potential, are you afraid that the Lord will kill you as well?"
At this time, Ling Xiao saw that behind the Fire Wolf corpse, Mi Yong was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, his eyes filled with fear.
"Gulu."
Ling Xiao's sword just now contained a demonic intention that he couldn't resist at all.
Even under that sword, he actually saw the sun and moon disappear, and the sea change.
The rhyme of the Tao is natural, and the power of the devil is mighty!
The Lord is worthy of being a descendant of the demons. If one day, he can ascend to the throne, no... as long as he can step into the throne, I am afraid that the entire Holy State will be ruled by their demons.
No, by then, they will no longer be called demons by the world.
But... dominate!
"Well done, I'll reward you with these fire melons."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly and threw the few spirit melons in the Qiankun bag to Mi Yong.
The latter's eyes narrowed, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his face.
"My lord...this ant..."
Duiying walked to the side of the fainted Zhuge Liuyun, murderous intent flowing in his eyes.
Ling Xiao pondered slightly, the lightning flashed in his hand, and he directly grabbed the ancient tripod with the immortal heart flame sealed in mid-air into his hand.
Although this cauldron recognizes Lin Xi as its master, how can a Xuanqing man's spirit be compared to Ling Xiao's?
Therefore, the latter did not spend too much effort and directly erased the divine consciousness in the cauldron and regained control.
only…
This Zhuge Liuyun is not only the true successor of Ten Thousand Enemy, but also the senior brother of the Demon Sect. I am afraid that his life card must be in the hands of the sect leader.
If he falls in the Sunset Mountain now, the sect leader will definitely have doubts about himself.
But...so what if you doubt it?
As long as you pretend to be a little more like yourself, even if thousands of enemies are suspicious of you, what will happen?
Ling Xiao promised that he would not take the initiative to kill Zhuge Liuyun, but Linghuo did not agree.
Thinking like this, a sneer suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face, he walked up to Zhuge Liuyun, leaned down and took him into his arms.
"Elder brother, wake up, haven't you eaten? Why are you still fainting?"
"Um?"
In a daze, Zhuge Liuyun felt that his face hurt. But when he opened his eyes and saw the gentle face so close, he took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and fainted again.
"Senior brother...quickly, finish this bowl of spiritual fire before going to sleep!"
Ling Xiao smiled helplessly, brought the ancient cauldron to Zhuge Liuyun's mouth, and gently poured some in.
"ah!!!"
The screams resounded instantly, and Zhuge Liuyun jumped up on the spot, until his head hit the dome of the ancient palace, and then he suddenly fell down again.
At this time, he no longer had a human form, and even had a faint smell of meat.
"Uh...this spiritual fire is a bit fierce."
Ling Xiao smiled bitterly, put away Zhuge Liuyun's body and the ancient cauldron, raised his head and glanced at the Prisoner's Cauldron that shrouded the top of the hall, with swords filling the air above his fingers.
And the ancient cauldron let out a soft groan in an instant, and before Ling Xiao's sword finger could fall, it actually shrank out of thin air and landed above his head.
"this?"
Ling Xiao's face was stunned, and then he felt a hint of gentleness coming from the cauldron, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a hint of amusement.
Wonderful.
As long as you are strong enough, even a broken cauldron can transform into a licking dog.
"Let's go, it's time to go out."
Ling Xiao casually put the divine tripod into the Qiankun bag.
These tripods and bells are not of much use to him, after all, we don't make elixirs.
Moreover, it is not cool at all to use a cauldron in a fight.
However, there are several beautiful junior sisters in my mother's sect. They must like these divine tripods very much.
My little junior sister is the most innocent and lovely one.
Hey hey hey.
The figures of Mi Yong and Die Ying disappeared instantly, while Ling Xiao raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the hall.
This trip is considered complete.
Although Lin Xi escaped in the end, whether he died or not did not make much difference to Ling Xiao.
If you die, you can get the kill reward. If you don't die... you can take Ling Xiao to find fortune.
"boom!!"
But just when Ling Xiao's figure appeared at the entrance to the ruins, a terrifying wave suddenly came from the direction of the sunset mountain top.
"Huh? The fun begins?"
Ling Xiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his figure flashed out of the ruins.
At this time, Qin Leng was seen standing in front of the crowd with unwilling eyes.
In front of him, several old men in white clothes with wretched looks... no, solemn-looking old men stood with their hands behind their backs, vaguely blocking all his escape routes.
"Liang'er, is this the person you're talking about?"
An old Shenhou at the front gave a cold shout, and Ma Liang immediately gritted his teeth, pointed at Qin Leng and said, "Yes, Elder Qiu, this is the man who killed Senior Brother Xu and several other Junior Brothers! He took away the good fortune that Senior Brother had obtained.
!!”
"Huh? Steal Xu Youwei's fortune?"
Qin Leng's face was stunned, and a hint of gloom suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Damn it.
You are a group of righteous hypocrites. It was obviously Xu Youwei who first killed my Qin clan members and robbed them of their destiny. He was finally killed by him. You deserved your death.
Why is it now that he is trying to steal Xu Youwei's good fortune?
Talking nonsense, confusing right and wrong, and extremely hypocritical.
Although in the end, Qin Leng did not find the artifact on Xu Youwei, and for some reason, their bodies disappeared out of thin air.
But...his fatigue is not fake.
I must have gone through a fierce battle just now!
A battle worse than that of the Nine Night Queens!!
This feeling is somewhat illusory and not like reality.
But it was his own experience!
"You fart! It was obviously Xu Youwei who killed my Qin clan disciples and robbed my clan's fortune... You are slandering me!"
Qin Leng's expression was stern. Although he could not defeat the elders of the Yunshuo Immortal Sect in front of him, he must not weaken the Qin clan's reputation and prestige because of this!
"You dare to quibble when you are about to die! It was obviously you who killed Senior Brother Xu and took away the Spiritual Melon. Qin Leng, you first killed other disciples of our sect, then broke Senior Brother Xu's neck and took away the Spiritual Melon. All these are...
I saw it with my own eyes, stop pretending!"
Ma Liang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was not even half as cowardly as before.
"Breaking the neck? Taking away the spirit melon?"
Seeing the hatred on Ma Liang's face, Qin Leng suddenly felt confused.
Could it be that he had really killed Xu Youwei and others long ago?