Soul Devouring Sword Master

The one-star holy envoy possesses the strength of the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm, and his artistic conception has been fully realized.

At the level of the Holy Spirit Realm, the sixth level and the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm are not just as simple as one level difference, because the transition from the artistic conception to the Dacheng is a very big and difficult leap, and the gap is also very big.

Specifically speaking, the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm is two levels higher than the sixth level. In other words, a warrior at the sixth level of the Holy Spirit Realm must be able to fight two levels higher in order to compete with the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Lin Xiao can now kill at most the sixth level of the Holy Spirit Realm. It seems that he is not much different from the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm. In fact, there is a big gap.

Lin Xiao knew very well that with his current strength, he would never be a match for the Holy Envoy, even a one-star Holy Envoy.

On the other side, the holy envoy's face was extremely cold. With his cultivation at the seventh level of the Holy Spirit Realm, although he only used 30% of his strength, he did not expect to be repelled by the opponent. He suddenly felt ashamed. You know, the opponent's cultivation Yes, but four steps lower than him.

boom!

The next moment, the aura of the holy envoy increased sharply, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, he stepped on his foot, and shot out, killing Lin Dan.

escape!

Without thinking much, Lin Xiao flashed, turned around and ran away.

There is no way, with his current cultivation level, he is no match for the Holy Envoy. If he does not escape, there is only one way to die.

"Shadow Step!"

Lin Xiao used the Demonic Shadow Step, his spirit energy boiled, his artistic conception of wind also exploded, his speed increased to the limit, and he sped away in one direction.

"Where to escape!"

The holy envoy looked cold and ran after him.

boom! boom...

At the same time, high in the sky, the battlefield in Yuanhai Realm was also extremely fierce.

I saw that the sky was completely submerged by endless energy, and shadows kept flashing by at an incredible speed, making it impossible to catch the trajectory.

Bang!

A startling roar resounded, and a beam of energy shot straight into the sky, crushing the wind and clouds. The space cracked like a spider web, and the cracks spread around.

Immediately, the two figures retreated at the same time and stood facing each other.

"Haha, Old Ghost Yan, I'm afraid your city will be lost!"

Looking down at the fierce fighting in Ice City, Sima Changkong sneered.

"Damn it, it turns out Bai, the reason you invited the fight was to deceive others and divert our attention so that you could dig a tunnel underground!"

Yan Dan gritted his teeth and frowned when he saw the battle below.

At this moment, in the ice city, the disciples of the Holy Sect had the absolute upper hand. Disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect were being killed continuously. Moreover, many spirit pattern masters also fell. They were dying and could not escape.

As a result, the formations outside the city were rarely controlled by anyone, and the attack and defense became weaker and weaker. Due to the destruction of some formation bases, even the city defense formation had flaws.

Soon, many Holy Sect disciples outside the city had passed through the formation and entered the Ice City. They were attacking the Holy Sect disciples inside and outside the city, making the Ten Thousand Blood Sect's situation even more critical.

Continuously, more and more disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect died. Some fought desperately to guard, while others fled in all directions. In short, the morale of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect was greatly reduced, and their fighting spirit became increasingly weakened.

Seeing this situation, Yan Dan's face was extremely ugly. He understood that this city could not be defended.

In just a few sticks of incense, this ice city was about to be destroyed. It was like a dream, but war is like this, ever-changing.

Bang!

puff!

On the battlefield below, with the sound of an explosion, a figure suddenly retreated backwards. It was none other than Ning Changsheng.

Originally, Ning Changsheng was able to fight the two-star holy envoy with the help of his Dao Sword Intent, and even had a slight upper hand. However, in the end, another two-star holy envoy came. With the two of them joining forces, Ning Changsheng was defeated steadily. There is no way to fight back.

"Kill him and the reward will be divided equally!"

The two two-star holy envoys looked at each other, showed a ferocious smile, and flashed forward, killing Ning Changsheng at the same time.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking at the battlefield around him, Ning Changsheng's face was as dark as water. The next moment, he took out a spell and burned it quickly.

Suddenly, the burning talisman turned into a flash of red light and shot into Ning Changsheng's body. Immediately, Ning Changsheng's speed soared. With a step of his foot, it turned into a red lightning and quickly disappeared in the distance.

"Damn it, it's a dodge charm!"

"Chasing, the effect of the dodge charm won't last long. The cooked duck can't just run away!"

Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

With a flash of body, the two of them chased after him at high speed.

At this time, the battle in the ice city was coming to an end.

Obviously, the Holy Sect has taken absolute dominance. Only some disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect are still resisting tenaciously. A considerable number of them have abandoned the city and fled.

After a stick of incense, the battle was completely over.

In the ice city, corpses were strewn everywhere, filled with a strong blood energy. More than half of them were the corpses of disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.

The situation was over, Yan Dan and the others were disheartened and had no idea of ​​continuing to fight.

In terms of high-end combat power, although these Yuan Hai realms are slightly weaker than Sima Changkong, they can still compete for a long time, but now, there is no need.

"withdraw!"

Yan Dan shouted, although he was unwilling to do so, he was helpless.

Therefore, several Yuan Hai realm members, including him, stopped fighting and left here. They had to rush to the next city as soon as possible to tell them the news of the loss. If possible, they would stay there to help garrison.

Not just here, every city in Ice Volcano Ridge has been lost, and this city is just one of them.

Sima Changkong and others did not pursue them. There was not much difference in combat power between the two sides, so there was no point in continuing the fight.

Looking down at the occupied city, Sima Changkong smiled and gave a loud order,

"Clear the battlefield!"

Taking this city will give us another piece of ice core, and we will be close to opening the ice and fire cemetery, Sima Changkong thought.

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