"Whoever stands in my way will die!"
There was a flash of murderous intent in An An Ling Xiao's eyes, and his whole body exuded an invincible aura that looked down on the world. He glanced at the many saints in front of him and said.
Many saints felt as if they were being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast. They felt cold all over and did not dare to look Ling Xiao in the eye.
"Don't be afraid! He is only at the Saint level. How can he defeat so many of us? He snatched the Yuanling Tea away. It's obvious that he wants to keep it all for himself. Kill him!"
Suddenly someone shouted, his voice full of temptation and encouragement.
"kill!"
In the end, the greed in everyone's hearts overcame their fear, and they all shouted loudly and rushed towards Ling Xiao!
Boom!
The vast holy power rose like a surging sea, covering the entire Yuanling Realm. Many saints displayed powerful magical powers, and their moves contained the momentum of destroying the world. Dozens of blazing divine lights blasted towards Lingxiao.
"Dark Lingxiao, I wonder if you can survive?"
The eyes of the Holy Son of Light were filled with cold murderous intent. He also cheered himself up and performed the Infinite Light Fist. The fist marks spread across the void in all directions, and were extremely vast. They turned into fist shadows, and came towards Ling Xiao from all directions to suppress him.
"You really don't take the road to heaven, but you break into hell! Since you all want to die, then stay and be buried with me!"
There was a cold light in the dark Lingxiao's eyes, and he sneered.
boom!
He stomped his foot, and his whole body burst out with terrifying demonic power. He instantly soared into the sky. The dark light followed him up into the sky and enveloped the entire sky.
Endless darkness emanated from Dark Lingxiao's body, as if it contained the original power of darkness. Almost in an instant, it enveloped the entire Yuanling Realm and turned it into endless night.
Snap!
Dark Lingxiao clenched his hands into an invincible fist, stirring up the dark forces in all directions, like an ancient ferocious beast wreaking havoc in the endless ocean, erupting with terrifying power fluctuations.
"Dark Emperor Fist!"
He whispered softly, and an unparalleled fist burst out, like an ancient mountain separating heaven and earth, blocking all the attacks of dozens of saints, and shattered them with a loud bang.
puff!
Ling Xiao was like a ghost in the darkness, his speed was so fast that even the saints' consciousness could not capture his figure. The next moment, Ling Xiao appeared directly behind a saint and pierced his chest with a punch.
The air was filled with blood, and the saint's eyes were filled with extreme fear, and then his whole body exploded in the darkness.
All his flesh, blood, and soul were silently swallowed up by the surrounding darkness.
Ling Xiao looked as if he had crushed an ant to death, his face was extremely indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and then he instantly hid in the darkness and rushed towards another saint.
Snap!
He appeared silently behind another saint, then crushed his neck and slammed his head into his body. The dark origin power gushing out from his palm instantly invaded his body, assimilating his soul and the holy power in his body.
Then, with a bang, the saint exploded into a black mist and merged into the surrounding darkness.
Boom!
The Infinite Light Fist of the Son of Light was originally the nemesis of darkness, able to cleanse all darkness, but at this moment he suddenly fell into darkness. His fist mark was like a candle in the endless darkness, as if it could be extinguished at any time.
"This is... the legendary Darkness Sutra?! Impossible, the Darkness Sutra has been lost long ago. How could you possibly perform the supreme divine arts in the Darkness Sutra?!"
The Son of Light's eyes were filled with disbelief and fear, and his expression became extremely ugly.
He was now trapped in the darkness and could hardly protect himself, let alone help those saints who were attacking Dark Lingxiao.
The Son of Light suddenly realized at this moment that Dark Lingxiao had not yet unleashed his full fighting power, and that he had instigated everyone to attack Dark Lingxiao at the same time, which had completely angered him.
In the ancient dark world, the Dark Emperor's fists were flying in all directions, and the screams of saints could be heard from time to time. Most of those saints were in the early and middle stages of the Saint Realm, and were no match for Dark Lingxiao at all.
Not only has Dark Lingxiao's cultivation reached the great perfection of the saint realm, he has also inherited the Dark Sutra from the Dark Emperor. Let alone a mere saint, even if a great sage comes, Dark Lingxiao can fight with him.
"Ah... spare me! Lord Ling Xiao, please spare me, I won't dare to do it again..."
Those saints who wanted to snatch the Yuanling Tea were now howling like ghosts, and each of them showed an extremely terrified look. There was no trace of fighting spirit left. They screamed and wanted to flee outside, wanting to escape from the coverage of the dark ancient world.
But Ling Xiao ignored them completely and continued to attack ruthlessly. The Dark Emperor Fist stirred up endless dark light, crisscrossing the void in all directions, constantly reaping the lives of those saints.
For the Dark Ancient World of Dark Lingxiao, the souls and flesh and blood of those saints are the best supplements that can enable the Dark Ancient World to evolve rapidly.
Boom!
When Ling Xiao unleashed his strongest punch and killed the last saint, his eyes fell on the Son of Light, who instantly felt a fatal threat.
Endless dark origin power rose up like a raging sea, gathering into a huge dark storm, and came towards the Son of Light to suppress it.
"Get out of my way!"
The Son of Light had an ugly look on his face, and there was even a hint of fear in his eyes that he could not hide. He had not expected that Dark Ling Xiao would be so ferocious. There were dozens of saints, and they were all killed by Dark Ling Xiao!
Boom!
The Son of Light was emitting blazing light all around him, causing the sky to tremble violently. The blood in his body exuded a holy and ethereal aura, and an extremely mysterious illusory figure seemed to emerge behind him.
That figure emitted infinite light, as if it was the very center of the endless brightness of the heavens and myriad worlds, and the source of all light.
He slowly stretched out a palm and lightly slapped it towards Ling Xiao.
"This is... the Emperor of Light?!"
There was a gleam of divine light in Ling Xiao's eyes. Just like the Dark Demon Sect worshipped the Dark Emperor, the Light Demon Sect also worshipped the Light Emperor, the legendary source of light and the founder of the Light Sutra.
This is certainly not the true body of the Emperor of Light, but just a trace of the Emperor of Light's imprint summoned by the Holy Son of Light using the skills of the Light Demon Sect.
(End of this chapter)