The overwhelming evil intention was flowing outside Ling Xiao's body.
In just a short moment, it turned into a 100-foot-long demonic shadow, standing in the sky.
Endless demonic sounds resounded, and the sky instantly became dark.
At this moment, all the creatures in the entire fairyland felt a deep-seated fear.
And the originally ferocious demons in front of the hall lowered their heads and prostrated on the ground, not daring to move even a little bit.
Their intelligence has been eroded by demonic intent, but fear is an instinctive emotion of living beings.
Especially the demonic intent on Ling Xiao's body was far more terrifying than the one in this hall.
Therefore, the monsters could not show any resistance at this time and could only watch Ling Xiao walking towards the palace quietly.
"boom!"
The moment Ling Xiao's palm touched the stone door of the ancient palace, a surge of evil and evil intent instantly surged out, straight into the sea of souls.
"Little tricks."
Ling Xiao coldly snorted and printed a hand, instantly shattering the palace door.
At the same time, a demonic power that seemed to have lasted for eternity and penetrated all the worlds suddenly dropped, like a heavy hammer, falling hard towards Ling Xiao's head.
"clang."
Ling Xiao raised his hand, and the demonic energy rolled around his body. The sound of Taoism resounded for thousands of miles, colliding with the demonic power.
The entire ancient palace collapsed and shattered in an instant.
Countless broken walls fell from the sky, smashing many surrounding monsters into pieces.
Smoke and dust were rising all over the sky, but Ling Xiao's expression suddenly became serious.
At this moment, in the smoke-filled place, a tall figure stood quietly, several feet tall, and a bit more majestic than Miyong.
and!!
What surprised Ling Xiao even more was that there was no trace of life in the demonic figure at this time. It seemed that it had been dead for many years and was standing still only by its obsession.
"Who are you?"
A sigh full of doubts, like a yellow bell, rang in Ling Xiao's ears.
Immediately afterwards, he saw with slightly focused eyes that the majestic figure gradually revealed its true form in the middle of the hall.
He is a middle-aged man wearing black armor.
The man has a square and majestic face, thick eyebrows and heavy eyes, and long hair that is unruly.
It's just that there is no sparkle in his eyes, only a dim soul light flickering, which looks very strange.
The fighting body of the ancient wild bear and the principles of the earth.
"Ling clan, Ling Xiao."
Ling Xiao looked calm and his eyes were clear.
At this time, he could feel that this tall man had a demonic intention that was very similar to his.
It's just that his realm has long been annihilated in the long river of history, and only a ray of soul consciousness remains, seemingly obsessed with it.
"The breath on your body is very familiar. Is it an old friend who got reincarnated by luck?"
The tall man's voice was low and without any fluctuation.
That majestic face was obviously full of surprise.
"Old friend?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, and in the next moment, the demonic intention around him was no longer concealed, and the way of destroying the world evolved into Xuanhuang and was destroyed.
The terrifying lines of the avenue covered the void. Behind it, the phantom of the demon gradually opened its eyes. A pair of strange black and red demon eyes revealed the vicissitudes of ancient times.
A wisp of Hongmeng's immortal aura quietly circulated, and all the light in the entire hall was extinguished.
"You...you are..."
Feeling the pure and overbearing ancient demonic intention, the tall demonic figure's body trembled violently, and the originally smooth eyes finally took on a touch of excitement.
"host!!"
"boom!"
The demonic figure knelt down and could not get up for a long time.
But the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth raised an inexplicable smile.
"I came back from reincarnation and lost part of my memory. Who are you?"
"Lord!! I am the Nine Demon Generals, the Demon Bear General, and Xiong Huan! I sincerely welcome my Lord back!!"
Demon Bear General Xiong Huan suddenly raised his head, with a touch of excitement and pain in his fierce eyes.
"It's just... Lord... Xiong Huan can no longer accompany you in your conquest of heaven and earth."
"Your vitality is gone, but your soul is still alive. I can send you to reincarnation, or I can help you retain this soul as much as possible."
Ling Xiao frowned, feeling somewhat emotional in his heart.
Another one, the devil warrior.
Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see countless demonic figures standing in front of a majestic palace towering in the sky.
They are free and easy and proud, overlooking everything, but they are not the ruthless murderers that the world says.
If the demons are really ruthless, why would these demon generals remain loyal for thousands of years?
All plans are based on strength.
But inexplicably, Ling Xiao wanted to see the prosperity of the Demon Palace in the past.
See the countless demons who stand on top of the sky and worship him as their master!
Now Xiong Huan has been dead for countless years. Although his body is not rotten, it is probably because of his extremely strong cultivation during his lifetime.
But in the end... death is death. The magic power is no longer there, and the corpse is walking.
Of course, judging from the demonic intent in Xiong Huan's body, even if he has no spiritual power, it is probably not something that ordinary god emperors can compete with just with the power of his physical body.
The nine generals of the Demon were originally people who stood at the top of the sky.
Even if such a person dies, he will still be able to shock the ages.
"Lord!! I am willing to use my remaining soul and body to fight with you for the rest of my life!!"
Xiong Huan's eyes suddenly bloomed with overwhelming magic light.
All he saw was a ghostly shadow of a demon bear, roaring towards the sky above his head.
At this moment, Ling Xiao could clearly feel that the fallen body was suddenly emitting a terrifying pressure.
Even, far more terrifying than Xing Shen and others.
"Okay, now that you have decided, I respect you."
Ling Xiao nodded indifferently, his hands filled with magic patterns, and a dark ancient sword appeared out of thin air, and was held tightly in his hand.
The next moment, Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly and he slashed out with his sword.
Thousands of demonic lights soared into the sky, tearing apart the void in an instant and slashing down towards Xiong Huan.
But at this time, there was no trace of panic on the latter's face, nor was there any wave of confusion in his eyes.
Facing this punishment move, he acted extremely indifferently.
That's right.
It is the Lord's sword, the Lord's sword style.
In ancient times, the heavens were punished, and the immortals and gods were all punished.
I remember that back then, Xiong Huan was still young, and as an ancient barbarian, he was massacred by the immortal tribe.
That day, the powerful immortals came and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of his relatives.
Heaven and earth cry together, and all the world is sad.
Those gods and goddesses who claim to be superior are as indifferent as the God of Death, who have given them evil names and wantonly harvest lives.
Xiong Huan screamed in despair, but... it was not as good as a ray of fairy light.
Just when Xiong Huan thought that his life had come to an end and that the ancient barbarians had no chance of survival anymore!
However, a black light that is extremely deep seems to have annihilated the world and pierced through eternity.
In one breath, all immortals perished and all living beings were reduced to ashes.
The strong immortals will never survive.
A hundred thousand immortals can be killed with one sword, and this demon is the only one in all the worlds for eternity.
Xiong Huan raised his head and looked at the tall figure with his hands clasped above the sky.
Taikoo, demon.
He stood in the void, his eyes were indifferent, and he only asked, "Will you follow me... to conquer the nine heavens and restore equality to all races?"
From that day on, there was an extra soldier in the Heavenly Demon Palace, named Xiong Huan.
In a hundred thousand years of conquest, countless immortals died at the hands of Xiong Huan.
Even the leader of the Immortal Clan, Xiong Huan, didn't know how many people he killed.
In the end, he achieved the name of Demon General, frightened the sky, and overwhelmed hundreds of millions of souls with demons.
For, Heavenly Demon Palace, Bear Demon General, one of the nine great demon generals, Huan!
So, when he felt the familiar demonic energy in Ling Xiao, Xiong Huan smiled sincerely.
In other words, he has always believed that the Lord, the co-owner of heaven and earth, will never perish.
Now, the Lord returns.
Even if you die, what regrets?
"boom!"
The Heaven Punishing Sword fell from the sky and instantly landed on top of Xiong Huan's head.
At this moment, a divine light suddenly bloomed three feet around him, turning into a barrier to block the sword intent.
"broken."
Ling Xiao shouted softly, and the golden divine light suddenly cracked with countless fine marks, and finally dissipated.
"Roar!!"
Xiong Huan's expression was shocked, and his eyes showed joy.
All around him, billowing demonic intent rose into the sky, rendering the entire fairyland sky black.
At this time, in the fairy trail, countless creatures and monks all raised their heads and looked into the sky, their eyes filled with a strong sense of shock and fear.