Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Xiang Zhan, do you know the power of Huang?"

Ling Xiao asked loudly.

"Boy, I don't care about the power of the wild or the power of the cow, you are dead today, so stop pretending to be with me.

If you kill my son, I will cut you into pieces! "

Xiang Zhan looked at Ling Xiao coldly.

"It's stubborn!"

Ling Xiao smiled.

Suddenly, a bright white light rose from behind. This white light simply blinded everyone's eyes, causing people to lose their vision for a short time.

"Stop first! Defend with all your strength!"

Xiang Zhan hurriedly shouted: "Is this his plan? To make us invisible, and then surround and kill us? But this is too childish."

At some point, the white light faded.

What appeared behind Ling Xiao was a perfect puppet.

That's a woman.

A puppet with holy patterns that looks like a real person.

"mother!"

"lady!"

Night Rabbit and Morning Rabbit were both shocked.

That huge holy pattern puppet is indeed their relative.

"Arane Rabbit!"

At that moment, Xiang Zhan was also frightened.

Back then, the Wild Rabbit was one against five, and still suppressed the clan leaders of the five major tribes.

They almost killed them all, if it weren't for the fear of someone in the Wild Rabbit clan who didn't dare to kill the five clan leaders.

I'm afraid it won't be the same today.

Xiang Zhan's father, one of the five patriarchs, although he is dead now, has told him how terrifying that battle was.

"Xiang Zhan, you were still a young man back then, but I didn't expect that you have now become the leader of the Huangxiang Clan.

Withdraw your army quickly, otherwise, you won't even have a chance to regret it! "

The holy pattern puppet actually spoke human language, as if it were a real person.

"Hmph, I don't care if you are a human or a ghost. You have disappeared for nearly a hundred years. How can you still be alive? Kill, kill for me. Don't be frightened. The other party has that purpose!"

Xiang Zhan roared.

The army that had been stagnant rushed out again.

However, what happened next shocked everyone.

The sacred pattern puppet is the emperor's figure.

Just waved his hand.

A terrifying force of desolation swept out, as if desolation had returned to the world.

Aragami, that is the most terrifying one among the ancient gods.

The moment when the power of desolation spreads among the desolate elephant clan.

All the sacred patterns have lost their effect.

Amidst the screams of countless Huangxiang tribe warriors, their bodies shriveled up.

Then it turned into a symbol on the earth.

That symbol looks like the character "人".

There is a saying in the mysterious world that all living things come from the holy patterns and return to the holy patterns.

No one had believed such a thing before.

But the scene in front of me has to be believed.

Those dead warriors all turned into holy patterns.

Ling Xiao felt a little pity.

So many people, so much energy essence, but it’s a pity that they can’t get it.

"Help, I don't want to die!"

"Patriarch, my body is out of control, and my sacred marks are out of control too!"

"Run away, that guy is a devil, run away!"

There were all kinds of screams and cries.

But no one can change these things.

Once the power of desolation is released, not even Ling Xiao can stop it.

That was the power of Huangtu that had been stored for hundreds of years.

"What are you still doing? Move out immediately and kill those who are trying to escape."

Ling Xiao said loudly.

The warriors from the Wild Rabbit Tribe and the Human Tribe, who were frightened by the scene in front of them, finally came to their senses at this time.

Start hunting.

There is no such thing as cruelty on the battlefield.

Now the number of the Wild Rabbit Clan is much smaller than that of the Wild Elephant Clan. If they want to be safe, they can only kill the enemy while they have the advantage.

Otherwise, once the enemy regains their breath, they will be the unlucky ones.

So they have no choice but to be ruthless.

Ling Xiao raised his feet and walked towards Xiang Zhan.

At this time, Xiang Zhan desperately wanted to escape.

But he rushed too close and was severely affected by the power of desolation.

The body has been eroded by the power of desolation.

There was no way to escape.

Facing Ling Xiao, he was angry and unwilling, but he was helpless.

"Damn it, why, why is this happening!"

Xiang Zhan roared.

But no one would answer this question for him.

They were defeated and one hundred thousand troops were destroyed.

These are the elite of the entire Huangxiang Clan.

Ling Xiao was already in front of Xiang Zhan at this time, and he would never allow this person to be turned into a holy mark by the power of desolation.

This guy is, after all, a strong man in the Hualan Realm.

It must be absorbed.

He grabbed Xiang Zhan, then destroyed Xiang Zhan, took him to the city wall, and began to devour him.

"Damn it, why, why is this happening? I shouldn't lose, I can't lose. How could I, the majestic Huangxiang Clan, lose!"

He looked at Ling Xiao and felt his energy essence draining away rapidly.

Knowing that he is dying.

But he was unwilling to do so.

"It's only my fault that what you did is so infuriating. If you had been kinder to Haitang Shuiling and the human warriors, you wouldn't be in the situation we are in today."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"If God wants to kill me, I can't help it!"

Xiangzhan is really helpless.

The Ape Clan also killed so many human races, wasn't it still not destroyed?

He was just so unlucky that he offended Haitang Shuiling.

I thought they were just an ordinary human race. If they were killed, they would be killed. If they were enslaved, they would be enslaved.

Who knew, that would become the trigger for the destruction of the Huangxiang clan.

"Save your last breath and see with your own eyes how much harm your stupid decision has caused to your people."

Ling Xiao only left Xiang Zhan with one breath.

Devouring Xiang Zhan's Book of Sacred Patterns added a few more pages to his Book of Sacred Patterns, reaching fifty-five pages!

The power of desolation is still destroying the desolate elephant clan.

Ling Xiao took this opportunity to swallow the energy essence of those people before they turned into holy patterns.

The Book of Sacred Patterns finally expanded to seventy pages!

The third-level holy pattern book has seventy pages, which makes Ling Xiao's holy pattern ability capable of fighting against the third-level powerhouse in the alchemy realm.

There wasn't much bloody smell in the air.

There are only a few sacred lines left on the earth.

Gradually blending into the space between heaven and earth.

Coming from heaven and earth, dying in heaven and earth, perhaps, this is also the best destination for living beings.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Maybe he couldn't bear it, Chentu said loudly.

The Wild Rabbit Clan needs warriors.

If the Wild Elephant Clan can be merged into the Wild Rabbit Clan, they will definitely become stronger in the future.

The desolate tribe should be unified.

"I surrender!"

"I surrender too!"

"Don't fight, I don't want to die!"

The few remaining warriors of the Huangxiang tribe surrendered one after another.

There is no chance of winning anymore.

Facing the power of desolation, they had no choice but to die.

If surrendering can lead to immortality, they have nothing to hesitate about. After all, even the clan leader is dead.

On the city wall, Xiang Zhan's last breath also completely disappeared.

Ling Xiao had already taken his storage ring, so it was enough to leave the rest to the Rabbit Clan.

The battle is over.

The Rabbit Tribe won a great victory.

Not only that, but they also captured tens of thousands of warriors from the Huangxiang Clan and a large number of puppets.

These puppets can definitely come in handy.