Chapter 1109 The terrifying power of a god in the flesh!
boom!
The golden glow around Ling Xiao was dazzling, exuding majestic divine fluctuations, and his energy and blood surged, turning into the shape of a dragon, coiling around him, lifelike, making Ling Xiao look like a peerless dragon god!
His eyes were calm and indifferent, and he killed Mo Tong with one punch almost instantly.
Before the other three elders of the dead clan could react, Mo Tong's body was already gone. Their eyes were full of disbelief, and they immediately retreated, their eyes filled with extremely wary looks.
Staring at Ling Xiao.
"How...how is this possible?!"
The three elders of the dead clan were all extremely shocked. Mo Tong was considered a strong person among the dead clan. How could a god be killed like this?
Mo Tong's strength is similar to theirs. Ling Xiao can kill Mo Tong, does that mean Ling Xiao can also kill them easily?
And they could feel that Ling Xiao's whole body exuded a powerful divine aura, and he was clearly a powerful god.
But for millions of years, the door to the divine world has been closed, and no one in the mortal world should be able to become a god. How could this guy in front of me be a god?
"Become a god in the flesh?! You actually took this path?"
Mo Hun, the leader of the dead clan, originally looked extremely indifferent, but after Ling Xiao killed Mo Tong with one punch, he couldn't calm down in an instant.
His eyes were full of horror. When he saw Ling Xiao's terrifying body, he seemed to have thought of something, and his voice trembled a little.
He became a god in the flesh and could be said to be invincible in the same realm!
This realm in ancient legends actually appeared in front of them.
And it seems that Ling Xiao should only be in his twenties, right? To have such a terrifying cultivation level at such a young age simply subverts Mo Hun's perception.
"It's your turn!"
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with sharpness, and he rushed towards the other three powerful dead clansmen!
Boom!
His body is crystal clear, exuding powerful divine fluctuations, and seems to be filled with a layer of mysterious light, making him invincible and invincible. A casual punch almost always has the power of a full-strength punch before he breaks through.
The power of.
The golden fist seal traversed the void, shrouding the three powerful elders of the dead clan, containing the power to crush everything.
"stop!"
Mo Hun's face changed, his eyes were full of gloom and anger, and he slapped Ling Xiao with a palm from the air!
After knowing that Ling Xiao became a god in the flesh, he knew that the three elders of the dead clan were definitely no match for Ling Xiao. If he didn't take action, they would all die in Ling Xiao's hands!
Boom!
But how could Ling Xiao stop because of Mo Hun's words? This group of dead people are very arrogant. Unless they are defeated, they may not be able to hand over the coffin.
Ling Xiao's fist seal came down horizontally, and the speed reached the extreme. The expressions of the three elders of the dead clan changed drastically. They gritted their teeth and used powerful attacks to block Ling Xiao's punch.
Three black divine lights shot up into the sky. They were a sword light, a sword gang, and a stick shadow, which respectively represented the strongest attack methods of these three elders of the dead clan. They were majestic, terrifying, and contained the power of crushing.
All power.
Click!
But when the golden fist seal fell, it was so powerful and vast that it crushed everything. The three black divine lights were like paper and instantly shattered.
puff!
Ling Xiao's punch did not lose its force, and it suddenly hit the bodies of the three elders of the dead clan, causing them to spit out a mouthful of blood as if they were struck by lightning, and their aura instantly became extremely sluggish.
The three powerful gods are so vulnerable!
At the same time, Mo Hun's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He saw that Ling Xiao didn't care about his attacks and wanted to suppress the three elders of the dead clan. Suddenly, the black light in his palm became more intense, as if there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
, shooting towards Ling Xiao’s back.
This palm seems silent, but it contains extremely terrifying power!
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed sharply, revealing a trace of ridicule.
He did not dodge or evade, and resisted Mo Hun's palm.
Boom!
Mo Hun stamped his palm on Ling Xiao's back, and the light suddenly shone brightly, like thunder exploding.
A bright golden light rose up from Ling Xiao's body, and the power contained in Mo Hun's palm began to melt like ice and snow. Although it still hit Ling Xiao's body firmly in the end, at least 80% of it was
All the power was gone.
Bang!
A muffled sound came, and Ling Xiao's whole body trembled suddenly, and then his body was shaken back for more than ten steps before he stood upright!
But Mo Hun's face had become extremely ugly.
Although the palm shook Ling Xiao back more than ten steps, he could feel that the palm did not hurt Ling Xiao at all, it just made him retreat.
Ling Xiao's body seems to contain a mysterious power that can resolve all magical powers and martial arts, almost comparable to the legendary invulnerability to all attacks.
Could it be that this person who became a god in the flesh is really so abnormal?
Mo Hun's heart instantly became extremely solemn!
"As expected of the leader of the dead tribe, you are indeed very powerful! If I guessed correctly, your current strength must have reached the peak of the spirit realm, right?"
Ling Xiao turned around, with a sharp look in his eyes.
He deliberately didn't dodge just now, just because he wanted to see how powerful his physical body was now.
The result also surprised him very much. Even if Mo Hun's palm did not use all his strength, it still had at least 80% to 90% power, and it did not hurt Ling Xiao.
Turning into a god in the flesh is indeed terrifying to the extreme!
"Who are you, Your Excellency?"
Mo Hun asked, staring at Ling Xiao, and finally began to look directly at Ling Xiao.
"Sect of Immortality, Ling Xiao! The coffin you took away contains seven of my disciples buried in it. As long as you hand it over, I can spare your life! Otherwise, all the dead will really die!"
Ling Xiao said calmly.
These dead tribes all have spiritual wisdom re-derived from the corpses of ancient powerful men. Although they are hiding in Ten Thousand Coffins Mountain, they may be somewhat involved with those ancient powerful men. Ling Xiao does not want to be with the dead tribe unless it is absolutely necessary.
Tear your face apart.
But if they really refused to drink and drank as a penalty, then he wouldn't be blamed.
"Ling Xiao of the Immortality Sect? Are you the God of War who beheaded the God of War, the Ling Xiao who is known as the best person in the world? The Heaven-Swallowing Supreme Lord 10,000 years ago is indeed extraordinary. How disrespectful!"
Mo Hun's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ling Xiao solemnly and said.
"I didn't expect that you dead people would actually pay attention to the situation in the outside world! The best person in the world dare not say, please hand over your things!"
Ling Xiao said calmly.
"We can give that coffin to you, but you have to give me seven days to prepare it!"
Mo Hun's eyes flashed with strange color and he said slowly.