"What?! How is this possible? This is impossible!"
The old man from the Hehuan Sect showed an extremely horrified look in his eyes, and his voice began to tremble.
At this moment, Ling Xiao looked extremely powerful, as if he was an awakened ancient ferocious beast, emitting overwhelming evil spirit and murderous intent. He actually killed a ninth-level Dragon Tiger Realm warrior with just one punch!
The old man from the Hehuan Sect found this unbelievable, and an extremely frightened feeling surged in his heart.
The young man in front of him gave him an extremely unreal feeling. A boy who was less than sixteen years old, with the cultivation level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, could actually kill a ninth-level Dragon and Tiger Realm warrior with a single punch. Doesn't that mean he already possessed the combat power of a master
The fifteen-year-old master, just thinking about it makes people's heart shake!
This kid must have gained some benefits in the Heavenly Cave Mansion, so he must escape and report to the sect!
When Ling Xiao's gaze fell on him, he couldn't help but shudder and turned around and ran away.
If he continues to stay here, his fate will be the same as that of the elders of the Demon Palace.
whoosh!
The old man from the Demon Palace rushed out of the mine like lightning. His cultivation was pushed to the extreme, causing a whistling sound in the wind.
"Want to leave? It's too late!"
Ling Xiao's indifferent voice sounded, he took a step forward, the dragon roar shook, the majestic true energy seemed to turn into misty clouds, leaving a residual image on the spot, Ling Xiao had already chased out.
The Nine Transformations of the Cloud Dragon is a powerful martial art created by ancient mighty beings who watched divine dragons flying through the clouds and mist and crossing the void. Although it is impossible to have the terrifying speed of a divine dragon, it also contains a hint of the true meaning of a divine dragon crossing the void.
In addition, Ling Xiao has cultivated the body of a dragon, which has made him transcend the ordinary world like an inhuman being. This is even more perfect when combined with the Nine Changes of Yunlong.
In just a few moves, Ling Xiao arrived behind the old man from the Hehuan Sect.
Feeling the sound of wind coming from behind him, the old man from the Hehuan Sect felt his soul flee, and his innate true energy burst out towards him without mercy. At the same time, he drew out a sharp spiritual sword and slashed towards Ling Xiao.
He didn't ask to kill Ling Xiao, he just wanted to create a little more time so that he could escape from the mine.
But it's too late!
Boom!
The Vajra Subduing Demon Fist was launched, and with Jingxiao's unparalleled physical strength, the spiritual sword was actually directly smashed into pieces by Lingxiao, and those innate true energy shot onto Lingxiao's body, just like shooting onto colored glass, making crisp tinkling sounds.
"No!"
The old man from the Hehuan Sect showed an extremely frightened look in his eyes and roared loudly, but after a few punches, he was directly killed by Ling Xiao just like the elder of the Heavenly Demon Palace!
Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he found two palm-sized storage bags on the two old men.
These two old men are of extraordinary wealth. They actually have a treasure like a storage bag. Although the storage bag only has a space of several feet in radius, it is still extremely extraordinary.
After all, storage treasures are hard to find, and generally only a master-level expert could have one.
Ling Xiao put the two storage bags into the Longevity Ring and leaped out of the mine.
"Nothing must happen to Changshengmen. Wait for me!"
Ling Xiao was extremely anxious, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
After he left the spirit stone mine, he quickly used the Cloud Dragon Nine Transformations Technique and headed towards Changsheng Mountain.
…
Changsheng Mountain, the setting sun is like blood.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on Changsheng Square. The wind seemed to have frozen. A faint smell of blood filled the air, reflecting the panic-stricken faces.
The disciples of Changsheng Sect, each wearing a blood-soaked white robe and holding a sword, slowly retreated to the front of Changsheng Hall.
Nangong Qing, Zuo Zhen, Jian Wuque, Deng Yalin, Liu Chuanxiong, Gu Zhong... All the disciples of Changsheng Sect had angry looks in their eyes, staring at the group of people in front of them.
Nangong Xuan was surrounded by them, his white clothes were stained with blood, his face was extremely pale, there was a shocking trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and his breath was very disordered.
Opposite them was a group of people wearing black robes and a group wearing Yin-Yang Taoist robes. Each of them had a cold aura, cold and murderous eyes. They stared at the people from the Changsheng Sect in front of them as if they were lambs to be slaughtered, with cruel expressions.
The two leaders stood there, a violent aura bursting out, as if they could support the heaven and earth, and their postures were extremely upright.
On the left was a burly man in a black robe. His muscles exuded explosive power and the black demonic energy surged, making him look like a god.
His aura was extremely wild, his eyes contained aggression and murderous intent, and his innate energy was hidden, as if he had merged into one with the heaven and earth.
He is the master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Yun Batian!
On the right is a handsome young man who looks to be in his twenties.
He was wearing an embroidered robe, emitting bursts of fragrance from his body. His face was very charming, and his pair of phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light, making him look extremely cold, like a poisonous snake.
If you know him, you will know that he is actually in his fifties or sixties, but he relies on the evil skill of taking yin to replenish yang to maintain his appearance.
He is the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Yin Kui!
The two of them stood there casually, and many disciples of the Changsheng Sect felt as if the whole world was pressing down on them, making them pale as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Yun Batian, Yin Kui, do you really want to fight to the death with my Changsheng Sect?"
Nangong Xuan coughed violently, stared at Yun Batian and Yin Kui, and said in a cold voice.
At the same time, he looked at the corpses scattered all over the Changsheng Square and his heart was bleeding.
Most of these were disciples of the Changsheng Sect, and they were slaughtered by the Hehuan Sect and the Tianmo Palace.
The attacks from the Hehuan Sect and the Demon Palace came like a violent storm, catching people off guard. In addition, the Changsheng Sect was originally weaker than the other two sects, so after a great battle, the Changsheng Sect suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining disciples were forced to the front of the Changsheng Palace.
We can’t retreat any further because there’s a cliff behind us!
"Fight to the death? Do you have the qualifications to do so?"
Yun Batian sneered and said with disdain.
In the Changsheng Sect today, all the powerful masters at the Grandmaster level were seriously injured, and the elders at the Dragon and Tiger level suffered heavy casualties. Only a few disciples were left who were still resisting. In the eyes of the Hehuan Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace, the Changsheng Sect was now like fish on the chopping board.
"Nangong Xuan, surrender quickly! With your cultivation and talent, Palace Master Yun and Sect Master Yin will definitely make great use of you. As long as you surrender, the disciples of Changsheng Sect will also be saved. Do you really want to kill them?"
Beside Yun Batian, a dignified old man with silver hair sneered.
"Shut up!"
Nangong Xuan suddenly raised his head and shouted loudly, his eyes filled with extremely cold anger and murderous intent.
(End of this chapter)