As Ling Xiao's palm suddenly grasped, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the flame crystal.
Ancestor Huo Li's body was shaking violently, and his eyes revealed endless horror and despair.
"Click."
Hearing a breaking sound, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Ling Xiao's face.
The next moment, he didn't give Ancestor Huo Li any time to react. The moment he stepped forward, the Ancient War Halberd in his hand swept away.
Heaven and earth tremble!!
Endless divine patterns hang down, like an ancient divine abyss, covering everything.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with unspeakable panic.
They looked up at the figure of a young man wearing battle armor and holding a halberd, and a chill gradually rose in their hearts and penetrated deep into their bones.
"you…"
Ancestor Huo Li opened his mouth, and there was blood flowing out of his seven orifices, which was extremely miserable.
That flame crystal was his destiny, and it had been refined for endless years.
But in front of Ling Xiao, this divine crystal seemed to be vulnerable to a single blow, and even his armor's defense was difficult to break.
What's even more frightening is that when looking at the young man in front of him, Ancestor Huo Li feels an instinctive fear in his heart, just like the Demon Ancestor.
"How is it possible...who are you?"
With Patriarch Huoli's vision and experience, he had some guesses in his heart.
This young man is probably a reincarnated person!!
But looking across all eternity, who can possess such terrifying divine power and demonic power?
"Why should a dead man know too much?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his body surrounded by immortal patterns, covering up all the demonic intentions on the Wushen Demon Armor.
In his hands, the ancient war halberd was so sharp that it evolved into reincarnation, destiny, and the ancient heavens.
"Puch."
only!!
Before the ancient halberd in Ling Xiao's hand fell, he saw a stream of blood suddenly spurting out from the mouth of Ancestor Huo Li.
And on his chest, a golden ancient spear penetrated his heart, directly imprisoning him firmly in place.
"Um?"
Ancestor Huo Li opened his mouth wide, with a look of confusion and shock on his face.
He slowly turned his head, only to see Bai Bingyan appear behind him at some unknown moment.
"You guys mua..."
"Puch."
Another sound of broken blood and bones resounded quietly, and before Patriarch Huo Li's words could be spoken, they were covered by a stream of blood.
The ancient war halberd in Ling Xiao's hand also easily penetrated his body, shattering his internal organs and losing his vitality.
"Gulu."
Heaven and earth are silent!!
At this time, all the people from the Witch Clan looked at the scene in the void, with a strong sense of shock and despair reflected in their eyes.
Two people have two halberds, and one person is inserted in total.
Hiss...three...
"Puch."
At this moment, Ling Xiao and Bai Bingyan used their strength together, holding the magic weapons in their hands, and tore them apart in opposite directions.
In an instant, Ancestor Huo Li's body was torn apart by this force and shattered into pieces.
The blood was mixed with the internal organs, and bone residue was scattered down. It was shocking, like a basin of cold rain, instantly extinguishing the fighting spirit of all the strong men of the Witch Clan.
At the same time, Zi's palm reached out, directly grasped the body of an earth witch elder, and tore it in half.
Such a bloody scene once again caused screams of despair from all around.
At this moment, in front of Zi and Ling Xiao, these so-called witches and demons seemed extremely docile.
"Rock Spirit, hurry up, Master of the Sound Transmission Land."
Huo Mei's voice came from the void, and his figure was crushed from the sky by the lunar moon wheel, with blood marks running through his body, deep enough to reveal his bones.
"good."
Hearing this, Yan Ling's eyes trembled with fear. He did not dare to hesitate at all. He took out a transmission note from his arms and roared angrily, "Father, there is a strong person in the fairyland..."
"Boom."
At this moment, a deafening buzzing sound suddenly came from the top of the mountain.
I saw a golden flame rising up, so powerful that it almost covered the heaven and the earth.
"Um?"
In an instant, the faces of the powerful Wu clan men at the foot of the mountain turned completely pale, as if they felt a kind of suppression coming from their blood.
"Witch Ancestor..."
Especially Huo Mei and Yan Ling, as the Holy Sons of the Witch Clan, they long for the fairyland that their ancestors talked about, where thousands of races conquered and all the heavens stood together.
And the witch ancestor in front of him who is about to step out of the seal is the supreme being who has truly fought against all the gods and immortals, as well as the demon ancestral demon.
As long as he can successfully walk out of this hall today, it means that the Immortal Lao World will appear as a force in the Xuantian Immortal Domain.
"This breath..."
Ling Xiao and Bai Bingyan looked at each other, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Holy Lord!!
If the two of them felt correctly, the aura on the mountain top turned out to be a saint?
Although a Holy Lord is not something he can compete with now, such a state is not enough to threaten Ling Xiao.
After all, there were no less than four powerful Saints around Ling Xiao.
Obviously, this so-called witch ancestor is not the real witch ancestor, and is probably just a dog beside the witch ancestor.
"Walk."
Ling Xiao took a step forward and walked towards the main hall on the top of the mountain with Bai Bingyan.
Upon seeing this, Zi's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he stretched out his hands, tearing a crack into the crowd.
And his figure rushed out, trampling many people from the Witch Clan into flesh with just one step, and chased Ling Xiao and the two.
"Boom."
The earth trembled and cracks penetrated.
Huo Mei and Yan Ling looked at each other, with a hint of pain in their eyes.
Even if they wanted to stop Ling Xiao and others at this time, they were powerless.
even!!
Yue Yue Qingge alone, after using the Lunar Moon Wheel, was able to easily suppress the fire demon, without much room for resistance.
"Buzz."
only!!
Just when Ling Xiao, Bai Bingyan and Zi's figures appeared on the top of the mountain, a deafening buzzing sound suddenly came from the end of the void.
The next moment, a bright palm print was seen, like a mountain falling from the sky, and angrily smashed towards the three of them.
"Um?"
Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly sharp, but there was no wave in his eyes. He had obviously guessed the identity of the person coming.
Beside him, Zi Yangtian let out an angry roar, with purple and gold divine patterns flowing all over his body, and he also stretched out his two palms towards the palm print.
"Boom."
The moment the two people's attacks collided, Zi's body was suddenly wrapped in spiritual light, as if she was unable to bear the palm mark at all.
The entire sacred mountain was suddenly penetrated by cracks and shattered into pieces.
"Son..."
Bai Bingyan's eyes were slightly focused, and just as he was about to step forward, he saw another piece of void suddenly turn red.
Balls of flames fell from the sky, like a grand rain of fire, covering all the Thunder Clan gods below.
"ah!!"
Immediately afterwards, screams resounded one after another.
The bodies and souls of countless thunder warriors were directly burned to ashes by this rain of fire without any struggle.
Bai Bingyan frowned slightly, stopped slowly, and turned to look above the sea of fire.
There, they saw a middle-aged man wearing a red fire robe and a cold expression standing with his hands behind his hands, looking down at them.