Although the old man in black robe looked ugly, he still did it for the sake of his grandson's life.
He took out a stick of incense and lit it in his hand. The smoke filled the air and emitted a strange fluctuation, and then the void began to tremble.
Boom!
Black death energy surged, the void in all directions shook violently, and an ancient and mysterious wave filled the air.
Click!
The void instantly shattered, and a huge black coffin came across the sky, exuding extremely vast divine power, followed by several old men in black robes, and behind them were hundreds of green-faced and fanged zombies!
Those black-robed old men turned out to be the same as the black-robed old man in front of me. They were all powerful men in the spirit realm.
What attracted the most attention to Ling Xiao was the black coffin. The aura emanating from the black coffin gave Ling Xiao a sense of danger.
Buzz!
The black coffin slowly opened, and an old man wearing a Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk, looking like a baby, and with an immortal air sat up.
He was wearing a feather crown and looked very pale. When he opened his eyes, it was as if the netherworld had opened, containing an enchanting and mysterious light that made people feel like they were about to fall into it unconsciously.
"Mo Tong, why did you alert the clan leader with the soul-inducing incense?"
The old man in Taoist robes was the leader of the dead clan, and an old man in black robes beside him said expressionlessly.
Mo Tong hurriedly saluted the old man in Taoist robes in the black coffin, smiled bitterly and said: "Clan leader, I have no choice! These two tribes coerced my grandson Mo Tianlin into handing over thousands of years ago.
I have no choice but to invite the clan leader out of the coffin left here!"
"That coffin here?!"
Mo Tong's words caused the expressions of many elders of the dead clan to change, revealing a hint of cold murderous intent. Even the patriarch Mo Hun's eyes flashed sharply.
"How outrageous! Everything in this Ten Thousand Coffins Mountain belongs to my dead clan. I want to see who dares to steal my dead clan's things!"
"So what if that black coffin was left behind by them thousands of years ago? Now it belongs to my dead clan, and I cannot allow them to act recklessly here!"
"Clan leader, this person broke into our holy land of the dead and deserves death!"
"Kill them!"
"..."
Many elders of the dead race were full of murderous intent, their eyes full of cold edge, staring at Ling Xiao and others and said.
In fact, they surrounded Ling Xiao and the others, as if they would take action against Ling Xiao and the others if they disagreed.
Mo Hun, the leader of the Dead Clan, glanced at Ling Xiao and Jinse lightly and said: "The coffin here belongs to me, the Dead Clan. I can spare your lives today. Let Tianlin go and leave quickly!
"
The old goat and the white dragon horse both laughed angrily at the group of dead people.
They clearly admitted that the coffin was taken away by them, but they even shamelessly said that everything in Wancoff Mountain was theirs, and even pretended to let Lingxiao and the others leave.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people!
"You old immortals, I will tell you again, hand over the coffin, otherwise I will let you dead race die again! But if you die this time, you will be completely shattered, and you will never think about it again.
Come to life!"
The old goat sneered and pointed at the dead people.
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold. Although he didn't speak, the old goat's words meant what he meant.
The so-called dead people should be the corpses of those ancient powerful men. They have been soaked in the energy of life and death for countless years in the Ten Thousand Coffins Mountain. New spiritual wisdom was born in the corpses, and these guys formed a new race.
Although these guys are very strong and have almost inherited the powerful power of the corpses themselves, they are already new creatures. I didn't expect that they would be so arrogant that they would say that everything in Wancoffin Mountain belongs to them.
Ling Xiao also wanted to teach these arrogant guys a lesson.
"It seems that you are unwilling to let Tian Lin go? In that case, then you all should die! Mo Tong, kill them!"
Patriarch Mo Hun said indifferently, without any emotion in his eyes. He looked at Ling Xiao and the others as if they were looking at ants, as if they could easily crush them to death.
"yes!"
Mo Tong and three other old men in black robes came out and enveloped the four Ling Xiaos in the center, exuding a powerful aura.
Although Mo Tong's face looked ugly and he was a little worried about his grandson's life, he could only obey the order given by the patriarch.
And he believed that if the four of them took action at the same time, they might be able to save Mo Tianlin with lightning speed.
"act recklessly!"
Ling Xiao's face also turned cold.
Do these old dead people really think that they can run rampant and tyrannical by relying on the fighting power of their gods? Unfortunately, the world of the God of War is no longer what they imagined!
"Longma, protect Jinse!"
Ling Xiao said lightly, then held Mo Tianlin's neck with one hand and walked towards the four powerful gods.
Ling Xiao was able to kill gods before he became a god in the flesh, let alone now?
The old goat and the white dragon horse were guarding Jinse, with a hint of ridicule in their eyes. These shameless things were finally going to be kicked onto the iron plate.
"What are you going to do? Let Tian Lin go!"
When Mo Tong saw Ling Xiao's indifferent gaze, he trembled all over. He suddenly had a bad premonition and shouted quickly.
boom!
In the palm of Ling Xiao's hand, the sky-devouring fire instantly rose up, incomparably blazing, containing the most powerful power, and directly enveloped Mo Tianlin.
"Ah...Grandpa, save me..."
The screams from Mo Tianlin came, like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, making an extremely miserable sound.
Speaking of the dead, they all rely on the strong death energy to survive the second life. The most powerful power of fire and thunder is their nemesis.
Mo Tianlin was enveloped by the sky-devouring fire, which was like adding fuel to the fire, and it started to burn blazingly in an instant.
"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"
Mo Tong's eyes turned red instantly.
His whole body was trembling, his eyes were full of monstrous rage and murderous intent, and he punched Ling Xiao in the air!
Boom!
The black divine light was dazzling, and this punch contained extremely sinister power, as if it was going to completely destroy a person's vitality and soul.
The combat power of Motong Spiritual Realm has completely exploded!
"court death!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and without dodging or evading, he directly punched Mo Tong in the air.
boom!
The golden clouds were dazzling, and the divine light around Ling Xiao exploded, dispersing all the black death energy in the sky. The golden fist seal was unparalleled in strength and contained tremendous power. At this moment, Ling Xiao's cultivation
Because the breath also completely exploded.
"What?!"
Mo Tong was shocked, and his eyes were full of disbelief. He never thought that Ling Xiao was also a god, and that this punch contained a power that made him feel extremely frightened!
Click!
The two fists intersected, and Mo Tong's arm was instantly blown away by Ling Xiao. However, Ling Xiao's punch did not slow down, and the speed reached the extreme, and it suddenly hit Mo Tong's chest.
Mo Tong's chest cracked open like a mirror, spreading in all directions, and then exploded into pieces with a bang!
The arrogant elder of the dead clan, a powerful spiritual man, was killed by Ling Xiao with one punch!
PS: The fifth update is over, brothers, take a rest early and try to make up for the previous owed updates before the end of the month.