Chapter 12934 Demon, come!

Chapter 12934 Demon, come!

The person who spoke had a tall and straight figure, as unshakable as a mountain. His gaze penetrated the thick fog, like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with determination and wisdom.

That tone was not only firm and powerful, but also contained an indomitable determination to move forward courageously, as if there was a power from deep within his heart that silently supported him and inspired everyone around him.

Under his leadership, the other warriors gathered their thoughts and discarded all the distracting thoughts in their hearts. They closed their eyes and concentrated, adjusting the rhythm of their breathing. Every breath seemed to resonate with the vitality of heaven and earth, adjusting their own state to the best.

Their eyes gradually became sharp and focused, and all their attention was focused on the upcoming battle. It was a desire for victory, as well as respect and remembrance for the sacrifice of their companions.

Although everyone's heart felt as heavy as if being pressed down by a huge rock, it was a mixture of deep grief for the lost companions and unspeakable anger.

But at this critical moment, they knew that sadness and self-blame would be of no use, and only unity could turn grief into strength and seek justice for their fallen comrades. This belief burned like a raging fire in their hearts, dispelling all the haze and fear.

Ling Xiao, standing in mid-air, his figure looked particularly lonely and powerful in the afterglow of the setting sun. His eyes were like torches, not only illuminating everything below, but also seeming to be able to see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

He looked down at those old men who were either terrified or filled with indignation, and an indescribable solemnity gathered between his brows. It was a recognition of the opponent's strength, and also a careful consideration of the action he was about to take.

He spoke slowly. Although his voice was soft, it was as shocking as the morning bell and evening drum. Every word echoed clearly in everyone's heart: "It is really beyond my expectation that you old guys who look old and weak can stand firm under so many attacks from me and show such amazing tenacity and strength. Your perseverance and courage are really impressive, and it also makes me look forward to this battle more."

At this point, Ling Xiao's lips curled up into a faint smile, but that smile was filled with a bit of playfulness and coldness. "However, the game has just begun, and the real challenge is still to come. Since conventional means cannot make you surrender, then let me add some unusual fun to this battle. Are you ready?"

His voice gradually became low, but it was full of unquestionable majesty, which made everyone present hold their breath involuntarily, preparing for the more intense contest to come.

After saying that, Ling Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and the speed of the change was like the brightest stars in the night sky suddenly gathering together and then instantly dispersing. There seemed to be a galactic vortex slowly rotating inside, so deep that it could swallow all light, revealing a heart-pounding unfathomable depth.

His eyes were filled with both resolute coldness and fanatical anticipation for unknown challenges.

His hands were clenched into fists, his fingertips turning slightly white due to the force. In his palms, the bloodthirsty sword soul and the god-killing sword soul complemented each other, like two auroras from different worlds, shining brightly in the darkness. They were entangled and intertwined with each other, forming a picture that was both contradictory and harmonious, releasing a terrifying power that could shake the soul.

This power is like the beginning of chaos in ancient legends. It contains both the violence of destroying everything and the tenderness of creating new life. It spreads silently, like the deepest depression before a storm, making the surrounding space seem to be squeezed by an invisible force. Even the air is trembling, making a subtle but clear hum.

At this moment, time seemed to be gently grasped by an invisible giant hand, flowing slowly, and every second seemed extremely heavy.

"Demon, come!" Ling Xiao shouted in a low voice. Although the voice was light, it contained the magic power to penetrate time and space. It was not just a simple call, but more like an order across dimensions, directly penetrating layers of void and transmitting to the distant and mysterious other side.

In this voice, one can feel Ling Xiao's firmness and determination, as well as his infinite desire for the upcoming unknown challenges.

As his words fell completely, the originally peaceful and tranquil sky above seemed to be touched by an invisible force and began to stage a thrilling variation.

The winds rose with unprecedented ferocity and wildness. They shuttled freely in the air, stirring up dark clouds. These clouds quickly gathered, covering the sky and completely blocking out the sunlight.

Thunder rumbled faintly, lightning flashed, as if even the heaven and earth were responding to Ling Xiao's call, changing color, presenting a magnificent scene like the coming of doomsday. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable solemnity and solemnity, waiting for everything that was about to happen next.

Then, the crack in the sky seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, and a black shadow emerged from the depths of the vast clouds in a manner that shook the world. This black shadow was the legendary demon, a terrifying existence that had frightened all living beings since ancient times.

Its appearance was like the coming of doomsday, carrying with it endless power to destroy the world and making the whole world tremble.

The demon's body was huge beyond imagination, like a moving mountain, covering half of the sky.

Its body was surrounded by blazing black flames. These flames were not ordinary fires, but were condensed from pure darkness and the power of destruction. Each flame was like a roaring black dragon, containing terrifying power that could burn mountains and rivers and devour stars.

The leaping and dancing of the flames seemed to be announcing to the world the arrival of the devil and the endless destruction and despair it represented.

And those deep eyes were even more frightening. They seemed like two endless abysses, pitch black and bottomless, as if they could swallow up all the light and hope in the world.

Under the gaze of these eyes, even the bravest heart would tremble and fear, as if one's soul had been firmly locked in by them and could not escape.

Under the horrified and almost suffocating gazes of the crowd, the demon god spread its wings that covered the sky and swooped down. Its speed was so fast that it simply exceeded the limits of human comprehension, like a black lightning that cut through the sky and approached Lingxiao.

However, what was unexpected was that it did not directly attack the crowd below, but instead rushed into the bloodthirsty sword soul and the god-killing sword soul held tightly in Ling Xiao's hands with an almost weird precision.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze. When the demon god touched the two artifacts, they instantly burst into unprecedented light.