A Demon’s Path

When the ten thousand swords slammed down ten meters above Ling Xiao's head, Ling Xiao suddenly woke up, his eyes were black and purple, with a strange light: "I want to destroy the person I am protecting again! And territory? I will not let this happen again!"

Ling Xiao's voice at this time was extremely hoarse, like a voice after hysteria.

As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, he quickly raised Tu Shen up to the sky with both hands, as if praying. Countless black air emerged from the God of Slaughter, turning into demon faces, roaring, roaring, and pounced on the ten thousand sword shadows above the sky.

"Ah..." There were shrill screams from the mouths of those demon faces, even they were still unable to withstand Yue Xia Nan's attack!

However, as the subsequent demon faces flew out of the God Slaughter one after another, the ten thousand sword shadows were forcibly entangled and stopped in midair, temporarily stopping the fall.

"Dragon formation, dragon formation, what the hell are you doing?" At this moment, everyone had the same thought in their hearts, that is why the dragon formation that arranged the defense formation for Xihe City has not moved at this time?

I don't know if it was the effect of everyone's common prayer, or the injury was temporarily relieved, Long Zhen woke up, glanced at the situation on the ground with his hazy eyes, and immediately woke up with a shiver: "Damn, it's so dangerous ?!"

Without any superfluous movements, Longzhen manipulated the chariot skillfully, and quickly placed the spar on the already drawn pattern of the formation.

But at this time, the common prayers of those people in Xihe City actually produced a strange effect, wisps of soul power imperceptible to the naked eye quickly poured into the formation pattern.

In an instant, the huge and complex array pattern painted under Xihe City suddenly lit up, and its dazzling dark golden light pierced the dragon array's eyes for a short while on the spot!

"Can't hold it anymore?" Ling Xiao looked at Tushen whose black light was gradually dissipating, and said, "No! Even if I risk my life, I won't give up like this! Ah—"

Ling Xiao shouted angrily, and the Tushen in his hand was like a powerful suction force, sucking all the idle soul power around. These soul powers re-condensed into a huge God-slaying knife shadow, forming a black light curtain in the midair, continuing to block Wan Jian's whereabouts.

Puff puff puff... After tearing apart the faces of those demons, Wan Dao sword shadow continued to smash towards the black light curtain, causing Ling Xiao to vomit blood non-stop.

There was a trace of teasing on Yue Xianan's calm face: "Ling Xiao, with the sword of prayer as the source and my century-old soul power cultivation as the motivator, just relying on you wanting to block me with this shocking soul sword, that is impossible things."

Ling Xiao ignored Yue Xianan, his pretty face became extremely distorted, obviously his strength had reached the point of being overdrawn.

"I won't give up...I will never give up..." Ling Xiao's eyes gradually closed, but his consciousness became more and more clear, and his mental power became more sharp.

"Hey, boy, how long can you last? It's so hard, it might destroy all your cultivation, is it worth it?" The smiling face of the Demon Soul Lord appeared in Ling Xiao's mind, hehe asked with a smile.

Ling Xiao cursed: "You old bastard, if my Xihe City is broken, I will tell Patriarch Seven Demon, Purple Demon, and the entire Dazzling Sky Continent of your hiding place. Dead heads have nowhere to go!"

"Damn it, it's so ruthless!" The Lord of Demon Soul frowned, and said with a weird smile, "I'll eat anything, except threats. Haha, boy, you can figure it out yourself. Hold on for a while." In a few minutes, your soul power will completely dissipate, and even if I try to save you, I won't be able to save you. Think about it quickly, it's too late to give up now. Twenty-seven, twenty-six..."

The Demon Soul Lord stopped talking, and started counting directly, Ling Xiao was so angry that he stomped his feet, wishing he could just hold Tu Shen directly and slap his dead head away.

"Fifteen, fourteen..." The Lord of Soul continued to count with a smirk on his face, while winking at Ling Xiao, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Even if I really lose my soul, I will not give up! If I give up this time, I will never feel at ease in my life!" Ling Xiao gritted her teeth, ignored the Demon Soul Lord, and focused on driving Tu with her last strength. God, contend with that ten thousand sword.

"Eight, seven..." Just as the Demon Soul Lord counted to seven, a circle of 100,000 meters around Xihe City was immediately enveloped by a layer of dark golden light curtain. That powerful field of breath made the souls of all chain soul masters tremble: what a powerful soul wave!

"Ling Xiao, quickly hide in!" Long Zhen, driving the chariot, yelled towards the sky.

"Four, three..." The Demon Soul Lord continued to recite his number, Ling Xiao hurriedly pushed Tu Shen into the sky, with a bang, through the black light curtain and ten thousand sword shadows, The force of the recoil bounced his body into the dark golden light curtain like a cannonball.

Following the whereabouts of Ling Xiao's figure, the number of Demon Soul Lords reached exactly one, and the ten thousand swords also smashed down at that moment.

Chi chi chi chi... Wan Dao's sword shadow hit the dark golden light curtain, piercing more than half of the sword shadow abruptly, causing everyone's faces to change wildly in fright.

Fortunately, the dark golden light curtain quickly "countered back" and cut all those sword shadows in two. The sword shadows cut in two by the light curtain quickly melted and disappeared without a trace.

In just a few seconds, Wan Dao sword shadows all disappeared, changed back to the original shape of the prayer sword, and returned to Yue Xianan's hands.

Looking at the dark golden light curtain, Yue Xianan could no longer pretend to be cool, and with a look of astonishment, he shouted: "Dark Soul Prayer Formation? The mountain protection formation of the Demon Soul Mountain in the Heavenly Soul Realm! Ling Xiao, where did you come from?" This formation map!"

Ling Xiao leaned weakly in Long Yuxuan's arms, even at this time he did not forget to rub Long Yuxuan's soft chest a few more times, and then said to Yue Xianan with disdain: "Want to know? Kneel down and beg me, I may tell you when I feel better."

Yue Xia Nan gritted his teeth: "Ling Xiao, don't be complacent, as long as the master of the soul sends down the priests of the real tower of gods and demons, your formation will not be able to protect you!"

Ling Xiao frantically threw dozens of pills to replenish soul power into her mouth, and said to Yue Xianan unhurriedly: "You don't have to worry about this, I just want to tell you that there are still people in Xuantian Continent All forces, this Xihe City is my territory, Ling Xiao, if you want to occupy it, you must step on my dead body!"

With the Dark Soul Prayer Formation, Ling Xiao is full of confidence at this time, without the main formation eyes of him and Longzhen, no one can break through this large formation!

At this moment, looking at Yue Xianan who was helpless in the face of the big formation, all the people who could survive couldn't help their blood boil and tears filled their eyes. They are just humble little people, but they have achieved great things that many people in the mainland can't imagine!

And all of this is inseparable from the brash guy in front of him. Listening to Ling Xiao's declaration of independence to the outside world at this time, everyone couldn't help feeling proud, and shouted loudly: "Long live Boss Ling Xiao! Long live Xihe City!"

"Long live Boss Ling Xiao! Long live Xihe City!"

"........."

The heroic voices come and go, drifting far between the sky and the earth, lingering for a long time...

Seeing that the general situation was over, Yue Xianan could no longer break through the formation with his own strength, and he waved to the priests of the tower of gods and demons behind him: "Let's go."

Without unnecessary procrastination, Yue Xianan left as soon as he said, and disappeared without a trace with his lackeys.

Seeing Yue Xia Nan's retreat, everyone couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief that had been suppressed for more than ten days: "Ah——"

After waiting for all these people to vent their anger, Ling Xiao said to everyone in a deep voice: "This time, thank you all for your trust in me, Ling Xiao, without you, I would not be able to achieve this seemingly impossible victory by myself. .”

What Ling Xiao said was completely sincere. Without Zou Tiezhu, he would not have chariot troops; without dragon formations, he would not be able to set up formations;

Without Li Yuanchong, he would have to deal with one more Li Tianxun; without Nangong Yuzhuo, he would have to face Wang Wenzhan;

Without Long Yuxuan and Xia Yuhua, Ling Xiao would have to face Chu Han, the head of the Earth Immortal Sect;

And without the mercenaries of Xihe City, it would be even more impossible for him to face the hundreds of thousands of allied forces of soul masters alone.

Therefore, Ling Xiao believed that even if he really lost his soul at that moment, it was worth it. Because so many people believe in him and are willing to fight with him to the end, this trust and persistence is one of the greatest wealth in his life.

Feeling grateful, Ling Xiao looked at these blood-covered comrades-in-arms, and continued: "I, Ling Xiao, swear in the name of my soul, from now on, as long as you don't let me down, I, Ling Xiao, will never let you down. Violating this oath , Destroy the earth!"

"...If you violate this oath, you will be punished by heaven and earth!" Everyone and Ling Xiao made a common oath. From this day on, Ling Xiao's fate and soul merged with the entire Xihe City, and his soul was deeply rooted in his soul. Branded with the imprint of Xihe City.

Looking at the man beside her, Long Yuxuan secretly thought that she would have no regrets in this life to have such a responsible and affectionate man.

The Demon Soul Master yawned boredly, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "He is really a sensational guy, don't you know that our Demon Soul Masters have never been recognized by their relatives?"

"I'm not a demon soul master." Ling Xiao said resolutely: "I also have the power of the soul."

"But you are a demon." The master of the demon soul curled his lips and said with a look of disdain: "Boy, your father is a demon, your grandfather is a demon, and you have been a demon since you were born, and no one can erase it."

"So what about the devil? Isn't the devil bad?" Ling Xiao immediately retorted: "I have never denied that I am a devil, even if I am a devil, I am a devil with my own beliefs! With my own strength and relying on the strength of my friends, I can realize my beliefs and ideals!"

(Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and Nirvana would like to wish all book friends a happy New Year's Day! By the way, shamelessly ask for flowers for myself... Nirvana is smiling...)