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Then, Ling Xiao slowly stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and a strange force surged out of his body, slowly pulling Zhang Qi's body in front of him.

Boom! With a low roar, Ling Xiao opened his mouth, and a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, swallowing up Zhang Qi's blood essence.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's aura began to rise sharply, as if endless power was surging in his body. His realm was raised again, and it soared directly to the peak of the Primordial Realm. A faint fluctuation of vitality surrounded his body, making him look more powerful and mysterious.

At this time, Ling Xiao, facing the low-level warriors of the Condensation Realm, already possessed the absolute power to crush them. He held the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand, and combined with the various wonderful abilities of the Tianluo magic tools, even those powerful warriors of the Condensation Realm were just like ants in front of him, and could be easily crushed to death.

Of course, these only refer to ordinary warriors in the Condensation Realm. For those powerful monsters, although Ling Xiao's strength has greatly increased, it is still not enough.

Each of the monstrous-level strongmen is a leader in the same realm. Their strength is often several times or even dozens of times stronger than that of warriors in the same realm. This is a very normal thing.

Ling Xiao knew this very well, so he did not slack off at all, but practiced even harder, hoping that he would be able to fight against those truly strong people in the future.

The sudden improvement of his realm made Ling Xiao's condition fully restored. He seemed to be reborn and completely renewed. After all, the energy brought to him by devouring Zhang Qi was extremely huge. This power not only repaired his previous losses, but also made his strength have a qualitative leap.

He waved his hand gently and sent Tongtong and Ahri back to the magic needle space, which was a mysterious territory belonging to him and a safe haven for the two little girls. Then, his eyes became cold and firm, and his figure was like a black lightning, killing the other two holy sword knights.

These two Holy Sword Knights were the powerful men who came with Zhang Qi before, and their strength should not be underestimated.

However, Zhang Qi's death occurred in the Tyrant Universe, which is a relatively closed space, so most people outside did not know the news.

Only a very small number of powerful beings vaguely noticed Zhang Qi's disappearance through some secret method or perception ability, but they did not know what exactly happened.

At this time, the two Holy Sword Knights obviously had not yet realized that Zhang Qi had fallen. When they saw Ling Xiao coming alone, they all showed a disdainful sneer on their faces.

In their opinion, Ling Xiao's previous battle with Captain Zhang Qi had already consumed a lot of physical strength and energy. Now he actually dared to divert his attention to deal with them, which was simply seeking death.

"Hmph, a mere ant dares to be an enemy of us, the Holy Sword Knights?" One of the Holy Sword Knights sneered, the holy sword in his hand flashing with cold light, as if it would deliver a fatal blow at any time.

Another Holy Sword Knight echoed, "That's right. He couldn't beat the captain but still wanted to bully us. We deserve the credit. Should we kill him?"

Their tone was full of confidence and contempt, as if they had seen Ling Xiao's defeat. However, they did not know that Ling Xiao at this moment was no longer the same Ling Xiao as before. His strength was far beyond what it was before, enough to make them pay the price.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's speed suddenly skyrocketed like the dawn. His strength at the peak of the Hunyuan Realm was as heavy as a mountain, completely crushing the average third-level Ningzhen Realm powerhouse. His strength, speed and perception had all been greatly improved.

His figure was like a ghost, moving freely on the battlefield, making him elusive.

After his initial contempt, the Holy Sword Knight finally realized something was wrong. However, when he realized the danger was coming, it was too late. Ling Xiao's Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was like a black lightning, instantly piercing his throat, bringing up a string of blood.

A flash of astonishment and fear flashed across the Holy Sword Knight's eyes, but it was too late to save the situation. Ling Xiao's sword continued to move forward, splitting his body in two. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air red.

Another Holy Sword Knight witnessed this scene and was already frightened out of his wits. His face turned pale as paper and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He turned and ran, wanting to escape from this horrible place and Ling Xiao's killing.

However, he forgot that he was being restrained by the green-robed puppet. The puppet was tall and had a ferocious face, like a demon crawling out of hell, and was not afraid of death at all. It hugged the Holy Sword Knight, and its thick arms locked his body tightly like iron clamps, leaving him no chance to escape.

The Holy Sword Knight struggled desperately in the arms of the green-robed puppet, but it was all in vain. He could only watch Ling Xiao approaching step by step, feeling the breath of death getting closer and closer. At this moment, his heart was filled with fear and despair. He regretted his original decision and regretted that he should not have been involved in this dispute.

Even though he used all his strength to pierce the puppet's body with the long sword in his hand, the puppet remained unmoved, as if it could not feel any pain or harm. It had no life, so it would not die. It just stared coldly at the Holy Sword Knight, as if it was looking at a dying ant.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure flashed like a ghost, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand shone with cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.

With another strike of the sword, Ling Xiao's sword flashed like lightning, accurately chopping off the Holy Sword Knight's head. Blood splattered everywhere, and the Holy Sword Knight fell down helplessly, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear.

At the same time, on another battlefield, Long Yingtian also exploded with terrifying strength. His figure soared into the sky like a giant dragon, surrounded by rich vitality fluctuations, and every punch and kick contained destructive power.

Under the astonished gaze of Lord Bai, Long Yingtian was like a god descending from heaven and defeated him, the Holy Lord of the Holy Temple of the Demon Suppression Palace.

Saint Lord Bai was seriously injured and looked extremely ugly. He obviously did not expect that Long Yingtian's strength was so powerful that even he, the Saint Lord with a high status in the Demon Suppression Palace, was defeated by him.

Almost the next moment after Long Yingtian defeated Bai Shengzhu, Hun Huan also showed his astonishing strength. He was surrounded by black mist, like the god of death walking out of hell, and every move he made was filled with endless killing intent.

Under his attack, Hun Wu Jue was completely powerless to resist and could only watch himself being seriously injured. At the same time, Hun Huan also severely injured several rebels of the Hun Clan with his terrifying strength. Their bodies were torn like rags under Hun Huan's attack, and their blood dyed the battlefield red. (End of this chapter)