"Your Majesty, spare your life! I didn't humiliate the Ling clan, I didn't, I just came to see the fun!"
On the ancient mountain, ghosts, foxes and wolves howled.
I saw that the proud family members, who were so lofty in the eyes of the world, all fell to the ground and cried bitterly.
Before the Witch Wings arrived, they had indeed had murderous intentions towards the two Demon Guards, wanting to enter the secret vault and seize the creation within.
However, with the arrival of the Yi Clan, these people quickly changed their attitude and tried to gain protection from the Ling Clan.
Until Ling Xiao arrived, everyone thought that the storm was over.
It's a pity that they seem to have forgotten that this emperor, who has always been kind, kind and righteous, has always been a decisive and decisive person.
"Buzz!!"
As Ling Xiao's palm fell, all the void was shattered.
I saw ripples in space rushing out one after another, which was shocking.
And these clan geniuses who were only in the Zun Realm and Holy Realm had no time to struggle and were smashed into mud by this palm.
"Gulu."
Seeing this scene, Yi Yan, who was paralyzed on the ground, suddenly blacked out and almost fainted.
At this time, he seemed to believe it. With Ling Xiao's temperament, it seemed that he wanted to destroy the Wuyi clan and it was not just... talk.
Damn it!!
Yi Yan struggled with his arms, trying to take out the sound-transmitting divine feather.
You must know that since Ling Xiao can break him into pieces so easily, even if the young masters of the Demon Peng and Bone Sculpture tribes come together, there is no way they can be his opponent.
In this case, I am afraid that only King Xiaoyi has the strength to crush him.
horrible!!
A young man from the human race is actually as powerful as the five little kings of the ancient world!!
However, before Yi Yan could take out the divine feather, he saw Ling Xiao's figure descending from the sky, landing with one foot and easily crushing his entire arm.
"ah!!"
At this time, the physical pain was no longer enough to scare Yi Yan.
What he was really afraid of was the character of the young man in front of him.
This kind of killing power is not even matched by King Xiaoyi. When did the human race...have such a terrifying person appear?
"Buzz!!"
Just when Yiyan was trembling and despairing, bursts of harsh buzzing sounds suddenly came from the distant sky.
Immediately afterwards, figures emerged from the void, with playful smiles on their faces.
"Hey, Yi Yan, weren't you beaten? You were obviously crippled."
"Hahahaha, Pengpai, this is your fault. Young Master Yiyan is the most powerful general under Xiaoyi King. How can you humiliate him?"
Above the sky, two sinister-looking young men in black were teasing each other, not caring about the increasingly desperate look on Yi Yan's face.
Yes, although the three tribes are all vassal races of the Nightwings, the Witchwings are somewhat related to the Nightwings by blood.
Therefore, Yi Yan always regarded himself as the number one loser. Although he was the weakest among the three, he often ordered Peng Pai and Diao Zha Tian.
This point had long disgusted the two of them. Now that they heard Yi Yan's call for help, they had no choice but to come, but... they shouldn't delay their ridicule.
"It was you who defeated Yiyan?"
Finally, the two of them set their eyes on Ling Xiao, and the sarcasm on their faces became inexplicably frozen.
Although, at this time, there was no spiritual power fluctuation on the young man's body, and there were only a few people standing behind him.
But for some reason, both of them felt a little uneasy at the same time.
Especially the bloody smell on Ling Xiao's body was more like a shock.
Is it possible that all the countless corpses on this ancient mountain were killed by him alone?
"I am Diao Zhaotian, the young leader of the Bone Carving Clan. Boy, if you are sensible, get out."
I have to say that these two young masters of the surviving family still have some discernment.
Since Ling Xiao dares to wait here, he must be relying on someone.
And they were only ordered to harvest human heads to accumulate merit for Little Wing King, and there was no need to conflict with these top monsters of the human race.
Use your brain.
In a primitive ancient world, there are five little kings crushing the contemporary world, and with the aura and orthodoxy of the Qingcang world, how can it be possible that there are not some people with destiny?
"Buzz!"
only!!
The moment Diao Zhetian finished speaking, he saw the young man on the mountain suddenly holding the ancient blade tightly and stepping towards them.
"Huh? I don't know whether to live or die!!"
The two young masters of the surviving clan looked at each other, waved their palms at the same time, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.
"Boom!"
Immediately, tens of thousands of feet of spiritual power rose up, and behind Diao Zhatian, a pair of bone wings spread out, and his hands were like sharp blades, slashing down with a crash.
Pengpai's whole body is also surrounded by golden light, and his entire body seems to be made of fairy gold, giving off a feeling of indestructibility.
Behind the two of them, dozens of geniuses from the surviving clans took action at the same time. Waves of divine power were like torrents, gathering demonic palm seals, axes, halberds, knives and forks, and fell down.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's face showed no emotion at all. He slashed down with the magic knife in his hand, and saw a purple-gold divine thunder falling immediately, shaking the sky.
Faintly, where the divine thunder passed, there seemed to be a great demon roaring, and immortal gods bowing their heads, which was endlessly mysterious.
"Crack!!"
The moment the two attacks collided, the entire ancient mountain collapsed and opened.
Countless cracks penetrated the sky, and it was pitch black and deep, as if the boundary barrier had been broken.
However, before everyone could be shocked, the purple-gold divine thunder had already annihilated all the spiritual brilliance and enveloped the remaining geniuses.
"not good!!"
Diao Zhatian and Peng Pai's expressions changed at the same time, their wings flapped, and they retreated hastily.
The dozens of remaining geniuses were instantly annihilated by the divine thunder, leaving no trace of their corpses.
"Gulu!"
At this moment, Diao Zhetian and his two men finally understood how Yi Yan was broken into pieces.
This young man is probably already as powerful as King Xiaoyi!!
You know, in the primitive ancient world, there are hundreds of survivors and thousands of geniuses, but only five contemporary people dare to call themselves kings.
These five people have all stepped into the supreme realm with their supreme divine postures, and their bloodline fighting prowess is far beyond the comparison of those in the same realm.
Damn it, this beast Yi Yan simply asked them to die.
"Walk!!"
Diao Zhatian snorted coldly, not daring to hesitate at all, and turned around to leave.
However, before he could take a step forward, he saw that the entire world suddenly fell into endless darkness.
A blood moon hangs obliquely in the sky, revealing the eternal vastness and desolation.
"This is…"
The eyes of the two of them were turbulent, and their bodies were filled with chills.
At this time, they could see that under the blood moon, there seemed to be a figure standing, surrounded by magic patterns, like an ancient god and demon, looking at them with a kind of pity.
Can!!
What's frightening is that there is a clear and pure fairy spirit in his eyes, aloof and indifferent to everything.
How can it be?!
How could a human boy have both immortality and demonic qualities in him at the same time?
"die!"
Ling Xiao spat out one word, and immediately, the whole world began to collapse and shatter.
Time ceases to exist, and all things disappear, just like the destruction of the world!