Lei Hongshan's lips trembled, and he stared blankly down at the palm that had penetrated his heart, his eyes full of horror.
Although his physical body cannot be compared with Ling Xiao, it is still extremely powerful and has been refined by thunder for countless years.
Even for a strong Emperor Realm warrior, it is not easy to break through his defense.
However, Ling Xiao did not exert any spiritual power at all, and just calmly stretched out a palm and inserted it into his heart.
And that kind of deep and thick demonic intention almost instantly filled every inch of his flesh and bones.
In an instant, Lei Hongshan seemed to have fallen into an extremely gloomy abyss.
Even though his soul and consciousness were still there, he was unable to struggle, and he felt like he was about to drown. ??
"The origin of the tenth great emperor."
Demonic intent appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
However, looking at the beautiful face so close in front of him, Lei Hongshan only felt that his heart was filled with chills and his vitality gradually disappeared.
At this time, he seemed to have seen the fate of the World Lord Palace, with corpses piled up in mountains and all souls destroyed.
Even this place on earth will become a real purgatory!
With Ling Xiao's character, he can fool the common people and perfectly conceal the identity of the demon. Even if the world lord returns, he may not be able to stop his dominance.
Four years!!
He has made his bright and upright image deeply rooted in people's hearts and gathered the faith of all sentient beings.
And this subtle influence is undoubtedly more terrifying.
When he truly becomes the master of this world, the fate of the human race... may be completely exhausted.
only!
The only thing that Lei Hongshan couldn't figure out was how the identity of "Tian Mo" would come to an end.
Of course, he didn't have a chance to figure it out.
As Ling Xiao thought, the void in front of him suddenly turned into a whirlpool of demonic energy, like the giant mouth of a monster, sucking Lei Hong into the air.
The mountain swallowed it whole.
Heaven and earth are silent!
Ling Xiao's figure sat down cross-legged again, his whole body filled with demonic energy, blending with the heaven and earth.
As time went by, Ling Xiao's aura became increasingly profound and mighty.
Beside him, the two emperors of blood and thunder and Qingyan guarded him quietly, never leaving even a step.
Endless magical mist rises, covering thousands of miles.
But the young man inside was as unmoving as a rock.
The originally peaceful world suddenly stirred up huge waves, like a vast sea of gods, with constant ups and downs.
Compared with the outside world, the flow of time here is extremely slow. Even if Lingxiao Town killed two emperors, the outside world would only pass by for a moment.
"Boom!"
On the sacred mountain, after losing the two major Four Tribulation Emperor realms of Baishan Festival and Leihong Mountain, the situation of everyone in the World Lord Hall gradually fell into a disadvantage.
although!!
Ye Hanshuang's cultivation is enough to compete with the two emperor-level ancestors Huang Fuyao and Ling Gujin, but...the other powerful men in the Realm Lord Hall are all passive.
Especially Ling Wanchang, who thrust out a palm with such force that it directly crushed many world gods and health officials into nothingness.
"Young Master..."
Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous, the fifth divine machine also showed a trace of worry on his face.
But Naia shook her head, with a hint of depth in her eyes.
With Ye Hanshuang's character, he may not have any trump cards in his hand.
Otherwise, she would not have dared to step into the Ling clan so easily and gamble with the fate of the Realm Lord Palace.
only!!
Naia doesn't know exactly what this trump card is.
But in the Realm Lord Hall, I really fell into
Before despair, everyone in the Underworld had better not show up easily.
After all, compared to the Ling Clan, the existence of the Nether Clan is a greater threat to Qing Cang.
She was very worried that everyone in the World Lord's Palace would put aside their past grievances and join forces with the Ling Clan to suppress the Nether Clan.
When the time comes, no matter what Ling Xiao chooses, he will be in a dilemma.
Only when they are truly strangers to the Realm Lord Palace can they seize every life-saving straw and destroy the Ling clan at all costs.
"Humph, since everyone from the Ling clan doesn't plan to show up, then Ye will be rude."
Ye Hanshuang stood in the void, his eyes coldly scanning the people in front of him.
The next moment, the aura on her body suddenly rose, and a mysterious mark between her eyebrows bloomed with divine brilliance.
And her realm reached the peak level of the Seven Tribulations in just a few moments, shocking the world.
The eyes of countless strong men from the clan were undulating, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
although!!
They had known for a long time that Ye Hanshuang must have had some opportunities during these 100,000 years, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to regain his longevity and regain his vitality.
But they still didn't expect that the great elder of the Realm Lord Hall would have another breakthrough in his cultivation, having already touched the threshold of the Eight Tribulations.
even!!
At this time, she deliberately suppressed her cultivation and refused to enter the eighth tribulation. I am afraid that she was probably worried about the eighth tribulation, rather than her own insufficient cultivation.
As we all know, above the imperial realm, there is a calamity and a heaven.
Each of these heavenly catastrophes can be called a life and death disaster, and if you are not careful, you may be wiped out.
And the Peak of Seven Tribulations is already the ultimate existence in this world of Qing Cang, and no one can compete with it.
The reason why Ye Hanshuang didn't use all his strength just now was because he was worried about the appearance of other ancestors of the Ling clan.
But now, as Baishan Festival and Lei Hongshan stepped into the Ancient Bell of Immortals and Demons, Ye Hanshuang suddenly felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.
This time
The longer the battle drags on, the more disadvantageous it seems to be for the Realm Lord Palace.
"Boom!"
Ye Hanshuang stretched out his jade hand, and the laws gushed out from his palm, sweeping towards everyone in the Ling clan.
And anyone who is touched will have their bodies shattered into pieces in an instant, and their souls will be lost.
"Everyone, today I will defend the dignity of our human race to the death."
The ancestor of Dayan, Bu Xijin, sighed lightly and looked solemn.
This sentence clearly interprets the behavior of the Realm Master Palace as an expression of justice, which makes people sneer.
But, inexplicably, as Bu Xijin's words fell, everyone felt the fighting spirit rising in their hearts.
And between his eyebrows, a shrine slowly appeared, like a temple dedicated to gods, solemn and solemn.
"kill!!"
The vast power of evolution flows away and covers the bodies of countless world gods.
At this moment, the divine guards who had been retreating steadily seemed to have regained their divine power and roared towards the thousands of Ling Clan war guards.
Blood was spilled, and mountains of bones were piled up.
The scene in front of me could no longer be described as bloody, it could be called a scene from hell.
Countless powerful clansmen standing in the mountains were forced to use their methods to stop the murderous divine guards.
At this time, everyone could no longer distinguish who was the righteous party in this battle.
Everyone knows that this life-and-death battle is related to Qingcang's dominance for the next hundred thousand or even hundreds of thousands of years.
Only the winner can represent justice!!
"Boom!"
The void shook, and countless spiritual treasures and divine lights rose up, overwhelming the heaven and earth.
The vast fighting spirit almost overturned the sky, the stars fell, and the sun and moon disappeared.
And Ye Hanshuang, like a god of war, swept across the wilderness, unstoppable!