Soul Devouring Sword Master

The venue for the Thousand Saints List is in the Miracle Mountains in the center of the Miracle Continent.

The Miracle Mountain Range stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles as far as the eye can see, with numerous peaks standing in the middle, making it a spectacular sight.

Lin Xiao and the others landed on one of the peaks.

"Dao Ba, I didn't expect you to come so early!"

The old man in white looked at a mountain peak not far away and smiled.

I saw thousands of people standing on the mountain peak, all carrying swords on their backs, with swords in the sky. The leader was a vigorous old man, tall and mighty, with a strong voice: "You are not too late, Zhao Feihe. "

Zhao Feihe smiled faintly: "Both each other."

"Zhao Feihe, long time no see."

A slightly shrill voice sounded.

On a certain mountain peak, an old man in a black cloak smiled sinisterly. This man's eyes were blood red and he exuded an evil aura. He was obviously Yao Ling, the owner of Tianyao Valley.

"Humph, we haven't seen each other for only three years!"

Zhao Feihe responded coldly.

The one-armed old man on the side had a cold light in his eyes.

Even Zhang Lingfeng, who had always been cool and casual, had a cold expression on his face.

Just because many years ago, many forces formed an alliance to fight against the undead. They, Shengjian Pavilion and Tianyao Valley, made an appointment to attack a lair of the undead. However, they were let go by Tianyao Valley.

In the end, the two sword immortals perished, and the one-armed old man lost his arm as a result. As a result, the Holy Sword Pavilion was severely damaged and its ranking plummeted, while the Tianyao Valley took advantage of the situation.

Since then, the two sides have become bitter enemies.

"Haha, I remember that in the Thousand Saints List three years ago, your Holy Sword Pavilion ranked second from the bottom overall. I wonder if there is a chance to refresh the record this time!"

Yaoling sneered.

"Even if I am ranked second in the Holy Sword Pavilion, I act openly and aboveboard, unlike some people who are cunning, despicable, and shameless. No matter how high my ranking is, I will be infamy for thousands of years!"

Zhao Feihe said coldly.

"Really, history is written by the victors!"

Yaoling said disdainfully.

"The Thousand Saints List hasn't even started yet, but the smell of gunpowder seems to be very strong!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the horizon.

Then, the sky suddenly darkened.

As if a basin of ink was poured into the sky, darkness quickly spread.

But soon, everyone discovered that it was a group of black clouds.

On the black clouds, stood all men in black robes, full of demonic aura.

On the clouds at the front, there is a skinny old man with his hands behind his back, wearing a black robe, and the magic light in his dark eyes flashes, as if he contains a mysterious power.

"Old Monster, I haven't seen you for a few years, but you still love to show off!"

A loud laugh suddenly came.

I saw a dense group of figures flying towards me from the horizon on the other side.

Taking a closer look, they were monster beasts. There were many types of monster beasts, and each monster beast had an orc riding on it.

It is the beast race, one of the five major races.

The leader is a purple-gold lion, with golden scales all over its body. It is majestic and domineering. It is the Kirin Purple-gold Lion, one of the top ten spirit beasts in the spiritual world.

Sitting on the unicorn lion was a sturdy old man, wearing armor and bulging muscles, like a human-shaped iron tower. The two horns on his head exuded a ferocious aura.

"Beast Madness, you're welcome!"

The skinny old man glanced at the strong old man and said softly.

"Demons, beasts!"

Lin Xiao's eyes flickered as he looked at these two races.

Suddenly, Lin Xiao's expression changed.

Inside the Chaos Tower, Xiaobai suddenly screamed, as if he sensed something.

"Xiaobai, what's wrong?"

Lin Xiao whispered.

"Boss, I have a familiar feeling, like I'm home!"

Xiaobai said.

"You are a monster. If so many of your kind appear, you will definitely feel it!"

Lin Xiaodao.

Xiaobai shook his head: "It's not that feeling, it's that I seem to feel the existence of the same kind!"

"similar?"

Lin Xiao's eyes flashed.

He has always been curious about Xiaobai's life experience, but over the years, he has not had any clues. Unexpectedly, today he seemed to have some clues.

"Then which one do you feel is the same kind?"

Lin Xiao asked, his eyes subconsciously falling on the leading beastmaniac.

There is no doubt that Xiaobai's ability is very strong, so he is by no means an ordinary person among the beast clan. He may be the direct descendant of the Beast King.

Xiaobai shook his head: "I just have a little intuition, but I don't know yet!"

"Is that so? Feel it carefully again and tell me what you think!"

Lin Xiaodao.