Soul Devouring Sword Master

"Break it, demons are dancing wildly!"

In the formation, Song Yuan roared and used the same move again, condensing a large number of demon shadows that swept out, trying to break these formations.

However, at this moment, the demon shadows he condensed were obviously much thinner than before, and the number was also decreasing. At the same time, the demon light in his eyes was gradually dimming.

"Damn it, the time for demonization is coming! I must fight quickly!"

Song Yuan clenched his fists and frowned.

After the demonization is over, he will have a period of weakness. If he can't solve the opponent before this, he will die.

"Demons are dancing wildly, demons are dancing wildly!"

Song Yuan roared, bursting out desperately, condensing a series of demon shadows, and attacking the surrounding formations.

"You still want to break my formation, dream!"

Outside the formation, Lin Xiao sneered, his hands quickly engraved, and a series of spiritual patterns flew out, injected into the formation, launching a more fierce attack.

At the same time, he kept engraving new formations and adding them in, always maintaining a high-intensity offensive.

"Damn it, ah!!"

Inside the formation where energy was raging, Song Yuan's angry roar came out. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't break through. Instead, his attacks became weaker and weaker, and he was completely suppressed by the formation, and even injured.

"Come and save me, save me!"

Seeing the critical situation, Song Yuan shouted hurriedly.

"Senior Brother Song, we will avenge you!"

"Senior Brother Song, I'm sorry!"

Before he finished speaking, the remaining disciples of the Demon Valley ran away directly.

Several people knew that they were not Lin Xiao's opponents. Even if they took action, they would only become cannon fodder, so this was a very wise choice.

But Song Yuan was almost furious, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said in a fierce voice, "A bunch of traitors, damn it, damn it!"

"Accept your fate!"

Outside the formation, Lin Xiao's face was cold, and he kept controlling the formation to attack, not giving Song Yuan any chance to breathe.

Soon, Song Yuan's attack became weaker and weaker. Finally, his secret technique time was up, and his aura suddenly waned, weaker than before.

"It's over!"

Lin Xiao's eyes turned cold, and he put his hands together, and the formations around him exploded directly.

Bang! Bang...

A series of shocking explosions, rolling energy swept out, setting off a raging heat wave. For a moment, the whole stone room was swept by the terrible energy, and the space trembled violently.

And Lin Xiao, with the defense of the body-protecting sword energy, was safe and sound.

When the energy dissipated, a huge pit appeared in the middle of the stone room.

Lin Xiao walked over, and at the bottom of the pit, there was a bloody person lying, it was Song Yuan.

At this moment, Song Yuan was lying at the bottom of the pit like a pool of mud, his whole body was covered in blood, his eyebrows and hair had been burned dry, his face was unrecognizable, and there was no intact skin, which was very miserable.

"You, don't kill me, I can tell you a secret!"

At this time, Song Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty and said in a trembling voice.

"Secret, huh, I don't need it!"

Lin Xiao's eyes turned cold, and his fingers were like swords, and the sword energy shot out.

"Don't--"

With a scream, Song Yuan's head and body were separated.

Swish!

With a wave of his hand, Lin Xiao took the ring away, and his spiritual consciousness swept it, and he showed a happy expression. As expected, the thunder sword was still inside.

This thunder sword is the natal sword of a Yuanhai Realm warrior. It is of great value, and it contains the attributes of thunder. For Lin Xiao who has comprehended the realm of thunder, it must be very useful.

Putting away the ring, Lin Xiao glanced at the stone chamber full of holes, and was about to leave. At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the stone chamber.

"There is a sound of fighting here, hurry up!"

A voice came from outside the stone chamber.

Then, a group of people quickly walked into the stone chamber.

"Saint Gate!"

Lin Xiao's eyes turned cold. These people were all disciples of the Saint Gate, led by two two-star saints.

After coming in, these Saint Sect disciples immediately noticed Lin Xiao, and then they saw the chaotic battlefield and the corpses of the Demon Valley disciples.

"Boy, did you do this?"

The two-star Saint Envoy, who was in the lead, said coldly.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiao said indifferently.

"Nothing, hand over all the rings, I can give you a quick death!"

The two-star Saint Envoy said in a deep voice, with an ordering tone, as if Lin Xiao's life was under his control.

"Are you sure?"

Lin Xiao smiled faintly, but it seemed that he was smiling with a knife.

"Humph, just a waste of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, what's the matter..."

The two-star Saint Envoy was talking, and suddenly, the Saint Envoy next to him pulled him, turned his head, and saw that the man's face was as ugly as if he had eaten feces, pointing at a corpse in the huge pit.

The two-star Saint Envoy looked in the direction that man pointed, and his face froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

There were three big stars embroidered on the chest of the corpse. It was a three-star demon envoy.

Then, he looked elsewhere and found that there were several two-star demon envoys.

Suddenly, the body of the two-star saint envoy trembled.

A three-star demon envoy and several two-star demon envoys died here. It was obvious that the opponent's combat power was definitely above the ninth level of the Holy Spirit Realm.

Obviously, the opponent was a peerless master of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect.