Great Emperor Myriad

"This generation of Bright Son is waste, and your previous generation of Bright Son is waste!"

Ling Xiao sneered.

Bang!

He didn’t even look at Hong Qing. He punched out directly. The dark fist was immense and contained powerful and unmatched fluctuations. He collided with Hong Qing’s knife and gang and directly shattered the sky’s knife and gang. Here, Hong Qing flew out directly.

Dark Lingxiao's eyes all fell on the Son of Light, and the black magic light around him formed a rune, which was like a chain of order, entwined towards the Son of Light.

Dark Lingxiao bullied himself, and Lingkong pointed directly at the eyebrows of the Bright Son.

At this moment of darkness, the whole body exudes monstrous grief, vast and mighty, as if this piece of heaven and earth is full, containing monstrous magic power.

Compared with Hong Qing and Bright Son, Dark Lingxiao is more like a demon, peerless fiend!

"What?! Sacred Realm Perfection?"

The eyes of the Holy Son of Light were full of incredible expressions. He didn't even think of the dark sky in front of him, and Xiu Wei had already achieved the cultivation of Saint Reality.

But hundreds of years ago, the dark Lingxiao was only the cultivation of the semi-holy realm. In just a hundred years, not only did he prove his sanctification, but he also broke through successively, spanning a large realm, and became the perfect fulfillment of the saint's realm. !

You must know that the Son of Light and the Lady of Light have been retreating for thousands of years before they reach their present state.

Bang!

Facing Ling Xiao's fierce finger, the Bright Son didn't dare to be indifferent, the look was extremely gloomy, and the infinite amount of divine light was sprayed out like a flame, which burned all the chains of order and God together. The immense amount of light fist is unmatched, colliding with that finger.

The Void made a sound of thunder, which caused the four sides of the Void to violently oscillate. It was a collision of darkness and light, only to see a blood light bloom above the fist of the Bright Son, he was staggering, straight Flew out.

"Darkness, you die!"

Hong Qing felt great humiliation from the disregard of the dark Lingxiao, the flame of anger almost burning up in his eyes, a black broken blade appeared in his palm, exuding a strange cold mountain, It makes people feel cold all at once.

The broken blade rose in the void in an instant, and the blade of light was like a dragon and tiger roaring. It set off a monstrous storm, and the volley fell towards the dark sky.

"Incomplete Imperial Soldier?!"

There was a sharp threat in the dark Lingxiao's eyes, and he felt a strong threat.

That broken blade even exudes extremely powerful Diwei, although it is not comparable to the indispensable Ji Dao imperial soldiers, but it still erupts with extremely terrifying power.

Click!

There was a crack in the void, and there was a storm of void.

Whoosh!

Dark Lingxiao was like a residual image, and did not shake the knife, but moved it away directly. The huge knife light directly split the barren mountain under everyone's feet into two halves, and then suddenly turned into powder.

"Darkness, aren't you arrogant? Why didn't you dare to take me a knife? Hahaha... You die!"

Hong Qing's eyes are full of cold killing intentions, holding a broken blade, making his whole body more and more violent.

"Draw the ground!"

The Son of Light also screamed angrily, Lingkong suppressed it with a palm towards Lingxiao, and innumerable beams of light sprayed from his palm, and even intertwined with each other, forming a prison, covering Lingxiao with it.

This is the technique of drawing the ground into prison, the mystery of the light demon sect, and the light son felt the powerful threat of Ling Xiao before. At this moment, he did not leave his hand at all, and he displayed the supreme mysteries he cultivated.

The art of painting the ground for the prison was exhibited. Even the true Great Saint strongman can be imprisoned for a few breaths. He saw Hong Qing sacrificed the incomplete imperial soldiers, so he chose to cooperate with Hong Qing without hesitation. .

boom! boom! boom!

Dark Lingxiao punched like a dragon, and he was aggressive and domineering, but the bright power around him made a clear sound of gold and iron fighting, and showed no signs of breaking.

"Dead!"

Hong Qing's face was full of fierce killing intent, and the broken blade soared in the void, turning into a huge blade of light, and the horizontal sky fell towards Ling Xiao.

The powerful Ji Dao Emperor spread out, making everyone shake, and his eyes were full of fear, and they moved away in all directions.

"Dark Lingxiao is about to die in Hong Qing's hands?"

"It's a disciple of Yuanlou Demon King, I didn't expect there was such a big killer in my hands!"

"This dark Lingxiao is too arrogant, I think he is trying to kill himself!"

Everyone was talking and talking, looking at Hong Qing's eyes full of fear.

The indispensable Ji Dao Emperor is the treasure of Zhenzong of the Holy Land Sect. Suppressing the existence of Zongmen's luck, once it recovers, it can explode with great strength and suppress the world.

But the impoverished imperial soldiers are also extremely powerful. Although Hong Qing is only the cultivation of the sage realm, it is not difficult to kill the great saint with the imperial imperial soldiers, leapfrogging challenges.

Everyone seems to be afraid that this time Ling Lingxiao is in danger!

Bang!

The blazing divine light burst into thin air, and the dark Lingxiao exploded with peerless power, breaking through the huge prisoner and trying to rise from the sky.

But that huge blade of light has been cut down with mighty force, locking him all in, so that he has no way to dodge at all, and can only resist this knife.

The fierce blade of light roared in the void, containing the evil spirits that wiped out everything, like the vast ocean, instantly submerging the dark Lingxiao.

"Is Dark Lingxiao really dead?"

Everyone's eyes were full of doubts, staring at the place where the blazing knife burst in the distance.

"Even if it is a crippled extreme soldier~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is not a saint who can resist, the dark Lingxiao will definitely die!"

Bright Son sneered.

Rumble!

The light of the sky was shattered, and the vast momentum gradually spread out, and everyone saw the scene.

"Dark Lingxiao is not dead?!"

Someone exclaimed, his eyes full of unbelievable looks, and his voice was shaking.

Everyone saw that the dark Lingxiao folded his palms together and clamped the broken blade, although the terrifying Jidao Diwei broke out, so that the flesh and blood on both arms of Lingxiao completely disappeared, as if Thousands of thousands of swords, only two black bones remained.

But the two black bones contained a kind of magical wave, which clamped the broken blade to death. Even the divine Emperor Wei could not help Ling Xiao's bones!

This scene shocked everyone!