"This generation of the Holy Son of Light is trash, and you, the Holy Son of Light of the previous generation, are also trash!"
Ling Xiao sneered.
Boom!
Without even looking at Hong Qing, he punched out directly. The dark fist mark was mighty and contained an extremely powerful wave. It collided with Hong Qing's sword energy and directly shattered the sword energy in the sky. Hong Qing flew out horizontally.
Dark Lingxiao's gaze was all on the Son of Light. The black magic light around him formed runes that wrapped around him like a divine chain of order.
Dark Lingxiao rushed forward and pointed his finger in the air directly at the center of the eyebrows of the Son of Light.
At this moment, the dark Lingxiao exuded a monstrous murderous aura all over his body, which was so mighty that it seemed to fill the entire world and contained tremendous demonic power.
Compared with Hong Qing and the Son of Light, Dark Lingxiao is more like a demon, an extremely evil demon!
"What?! Great Perfection of Saint Realm?"
The eyes of the Holy Son of Light were filled with disbelief. He had never imagined that the Dark Ling Xiao in front of him had actually reached the great perfection of the Saint Realm.
But hundreds of years ago, Dark Lingxiao was only at the semi-saint realm. In just a hundred years, not only did he achieve sainthood, he also broke through realms one after another, crossing a large realm and becoming a saint with great perfection!
You know, the Holy Son of Light and the Holy Daughter of Light practiced in seclusion for thousands of years before reaching their current level.
Boom!
Facing Ling Xiao's fierce finger, the Son of Light did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. His expression was extremely gloomy, and infinite divine light gushed out from his body, like a flame, burning all those divine chains of order. At the same time, the Infinite Light Fist, with unmatched power, collided with that finger.
There was an explosive sound in the void, causing the void in all directions to shake violently. It was the collision of darkness and light. A ray of blood was seen blooming on the fist of the Son of Light. He staggered and flew out horizontally.
"Darkness Lingxiao, go to hell!"
Hong Qing felt extremely humiliated by An Xi Ling Xiao's disregard, the flames of anger in his eyes were almost burning up, a black broken blade appeared in his palm, emitting a strange cold light, which made people feel cold all over at a glance.
The broken blade rose up in the void in an instant, and the blade light was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, which set off a huge storm and slashed down towards the dark sky.
"The incomplete imperial soldier?!"
There was a flash of sharpness in Dark Lingxiao's eyes, and he felt a strong threat.
That broken blade actually exuded an extremely powerful imperial might. Although it was not as powerful as the perfect imperial weapon, it still burst out with extremely terrifying power.
Snap!
Cracks appeared in the void, and a void storm was set off.
whoosh!
The Dark Lingxiao was like an afterimage. He did not withstand the sword head-on, but moved away directly. The huge sword light directly split the barren mountain under the feet of the crowd into two halves, and then turned it into powder with a loud bang.
“Darkness Lingxiao, aren’t you arrogant? Why don’t you dare to take my sword? Hahaha… Go to hell!”
Hong Qing's eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. Holding the broken blade, the power around him became more and more violent.
"Draw a circle on the ground to make a prison!"
The Holy Son of Light also shouted angrily, and pressed down towards Ling Xiao with a palm from mid-air. Countless beams of light gushed out from his palms, which actually intertwined with each other to form a prison that enveloped Ling Xiao.
This is the art of drawing a prison on the ground, a secret of the Bright Demon Sect. The Holy Son of Light had sensed the powerful threat from Ling Xiao before, and at this moment he did not hold back at all and used all the supreme secret techniques he had practiced.
When the technique of drawing a prison on the ground was performed, even a true great sage could be imprisoned for a few breaths. He saw that Hong Qing had sacrificed the incomplete imperial weapon, so he chose to cooperate with Hong Qing without hesitation.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Dark Lingxiao's fist was as powerful as a dragon, fierce and domineering, but the light forces around it only made crisp sounds of metal clashing, and there was no sign of breaking.
“Die!”
Hong Qing's face was filled with ferocious murderous intent. The broken blade suddenly expanded in the void and turned into a huge blade light, slashing down towards Ling Xiao.
The powerful imperial might spread out, shaking everyone's body. Their eyes were filled with fear, and they moved in all directions.
"Is Dark Lingxiao going to die at the hands of Hong Qing?"
"As expected of you, you are the disciple of Demon Lord Yuan Lou. I never thought you have such a powerful weapon in your hands!"
"This Dark Ling Xiao is too arrogant. I think he is courting death!"
Everyone was talking about it, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Hong Qing.
The flawless supreme imperial weapon is the holy land sect's treasure, an existence that suppresses the sect's fortune. Once it revives, it will be able to burst out with unparalleled power and suppress the world.
But the incomplete imperial weapon is also extremely powerful. Although Hong Qing is only at the sage level, it is not difficult for him to challenge a higher level and kill a great sage with the incomplete imperial weapon in hand.
Everyone thought that Dark Ling Xiao would not be able to escape this time!
Boom!
The blazing divine light burst out with a bang, and Dark Lingxiao exploded with unparalleled power, piercing through the huge prison around him and trying to soar into the sky.
But the huge blade light had already slashed down with great force, locking him up completely, leaving him with no way to dodge and he could only take the blow.
The blazing sword light whistled in the void, containing the murderous spirit of destroying everything, like a vast ocean, instantly submerging the darkness.
"Is Dark Lingxiao really dead?"
Everyone's eyes were filled with confusion as they stared at the place in the distance where the blazing sword light burst out.
"Even if it is a broken Extreme Dao Emperor's weapon, it is not something that a mere saint can resist. Dark Ling Xiao will surely die!"
The Son of Light sneered.
Boom!
The sword lights in the sky shattered with a loud bang, the vast momentum gradually dissipated, and everyone saw the scene.
"Dark Lingxiao is not dead?!"
Someone exclaimed, his eyes full of disbelief and his voice trembling.
Everyone saw that Dark Lingxiao put his palms together and clamped the broken blade. Although the terrifying imperial power exploded, the flesh and blood on Lingxiao's arms completely disappeared, as if they were cut into pieces by thousands of knives, leaving only two black bones.
But those two black bones contained a mysterious fluctuation, which clamped the broken blade tightly. Even the supreme emperor's power could not do anything to Ling Xiao's bones!
This scene shocked everyone!
(End of this chapter)