Soul Devouring Sword Master

"You, don't come here, don't seek death!"

Wu couldn't help but step back, his voice trembling. Seeing the other party approaching, he was about to summon the undead again.

Snapped!

There was an explosion, and the staff exploded into pieces.

Boom!

The next moment, the disciple of the Holy Sect suddenly appeared in front of the witch with an arrow step. It was incredibly fast. When the witch reacted, he had already been hit against the wall by a terrifying force.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wu's neck was held down fiercely by the other party. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he could not move at all.

Wu was extremely frightened, his mouth was bleeding, and he said in a trembling voice, "You, who are you!"

The opponent's strength gave him a feeling of being unable to compete, just like an ant facing an elephant.

Even those monsters at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm did not give him this feeling, let alone the Great Saint Son and the Second Saint Son. This person is a disciple of the Holy Sect, how can he be so strong? Or are you deliberately pretending to be a disciple of the Holy Disciple?

But no matter what, this kind of strength should not appear in this ruins.

"Answer me, have you met Lin Xiao?"

The Eighth Saint Son said coldly, his eyes calm, but as if a dark abyss could swallow you up at any time, leaving no bones behind.

Wu shivered like a sheep, his mind went blank, "I don't know about Lin Xiao, I've never seen him."

"That's it, then go die!"

The Eight Saint Sons said coldly, and the strength in his hands increased.

"Ah, I remembered, I know, I know Lin Xiao,"

The fear of death made Wu suddenly remember something, "I remembered that it seemed that he had fought with Mo Fen outside before, and later entered the ruins."

However, Wu was not familiar with Lin Xiao's name. He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to be such a person. But if he didn't know about the current situation, he would definitely die.

"Where is he now?"

asked the Eight Saints.

"I, I don't know much, that's all I know. You have a lot, please spare my life."

Wu shook his head and begged.

"It seems he is indeed here."

A flash of fire flashed in the eyes of the Eight Saints, and the strength in his hands relaxed, and Wu quickly took the opportunity to escape.

However, before running a few steps, he suddenly froze, opened his eyes wide, and shouted in horror, "No--"

Snapped!

The next moment, his entire body exploded, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, filling the passage.

And the Eight Saint Sons have already left.

"We need to find a place to heal as soon as possible."

Lin Xiao flew through the passage, and his fight with Mo Fen made him even more desperate to improve his strength.

The strength of Mo Fen is as strong as that of Niu Tie. Although Mo Fen is at the peak of the third level of Yuanying Realm, the opponent's strength is obviously more than that. It should be close to the fourth level of Yuan Ying Realm, or the peak of the third level of Yuanying Realm. limit.

The third level and the fourth level of Nascent Soul Realm seem to be one level apart, but in fact they are a hurdle. Their strength is two levels different. This Mo Fen is obviously a peerless talent, able to fight across multiple realms. He is not comparable to the peak of the third level of Nascent Soul Realm. , Lin Xiao naturally doesn’t worry about it

"We have to break through as soon as possible!"

Lin Xiao looked a little solemn, otherwise it would be very dangerous in the future. He didn't want to be controlled by others all the time.

"Hurry up, it's right in front!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the corner of the passage ahead.

"Mohan!"

Lin Xiao's expression condensed and he quickly turned into another passage.

As soon as he walked away with his front legs, Mohan and others appeared on his back legs.

There was no danger, Lin Xiao was not discovered. In his current situation, even if he used Dragon Shadow Step, he might not be able to get rid of the opponent. Fortunately, he left in time.

In the end, he is still not strong enough. If he were strong enough, he would just go up and do it. Why would he be so scared?

Uh-huh! Whoa...

After burning the incense, Lin Xiao passed through countless passages. Suddenly, his expression changed.

"Is there a secret room?"

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed, and he saw a stone door at the end of the passage.

Lin Xiao walked over quickly and pushed open the stone door. Inside was a stone room.

The stone room is not big, nor is it big. Looking around, it is empty.

"I thought there was some treasure."

Lin Xiao shook his head, a little disappointed.

"But it's okay, this is the right place for healing!"

Lin Xiao walked to the stone room, quickly set up a formation, and then returned to the stone room.

"Wait, that's—"

Lin Xiao's eyes moved and he raised his head inadvertently. He noticed that there was a pattern carved on the top of the stone chamber.

Lin Xiao raised his head and looked upward.

On that pattern, there are several real dragons painted, soaring into the sky, looking over the mountains and rivers, and parading down.

For some reason, Lin Xiao's eyes gradually became distracted as he watched. In his eyes, this pattern was not just a pattern...

Roar!

The dragon roared in shock. In the vast sea of ​​clouds, spiritual patterns shone and intertwined quickly. A real dragon flew into the air, galloping wantonly, overlooking the mountains and rivers, like a god, controlling the world.

Roar!

Suddenly, the scene turned, endless spiritual patterns appeared, the light was startling, a real dragon broke out of the sea, stirring up the waves, the flying dragon was there, riding the wind and waves, domineering.