Chapter 13598 A Fight to the Death

Chapter 13598 Fight to the Death

As the Book Demon continued to chant spells, mysterious runes flew out of the ancient books. These runes quickly intertwined and merged in the air, eventually forming a huge invisible net that enveloped Ling Xiao, trying to trap him tightly and leave him nowhere to escape.

Mo Zhize's eyes were as cold as ice, and he quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest. Black magic lights shot out from his hands like lightning. These magic lights were like poisonous black snakes, spitting out their tongues, carrying deadly danger, and went straight to Ling Xiao's vital parts, wanting to kill him.

Both the Treasure Demon and the Book Demon had been cleverly played by Ling Xiao before. The hatred in their hearts for Ling Xiao was like a surging river, endless. When they attacked at this moment, they were unreserved and merciless, wishing they could cut Ling Xiao into pieces.

It was suspended in the air like a cold statue cast from the darkness, emitting a biting chill, floating in the mottled light of magic.

His eyes were wide open, fixed on Ling Xiao on the ground. His gaze was like two sharp blades that were emitting cold rays and could cut through the air. He would not miss any of Ling Xiao's slightest movements. Even the slightest fluctuation in his breathing was under his close surveillance to prevent any unexpected changes.

At this moment, his heart was like a volcano about to erupt, or like a lit powder keg. The angry magma was surging wildly in his chest, almost bursting through his chest.

There are thirteen demons in the Demon Tower, each of them has omnipotent powers and is a powerful warrior above the high level of Baoyuan Realm.

They are like thirteen bright yet dangerous stars, shining in the sky of the Demon Tower. They are the solid support for the Demon Tower to dominate the world. Their reputation has spread to every corner of the continent, and everyone is terrified when talking about the Thirteen Demons of the Demon Tower.

However, there were only eight people left in the sect, including himself. What made him even more angry was that Chongtian openly disobeyed his orders and chose to watch the hunt against Lingxiao without offering any help.

This undoubtedly caused him to lose a capable person in this carefully planned operation, which was like breaking a wing. It made his movements inconvenient and forced him to be cautious in everything, becoming timid and constrained.

If it weren't for such an embarrassing situation, with his former arrogance and confidence, he would have been the one walking sideways on this continent. Why would he be so cautious, as if facing a formidable enemy, as if he was facing the most terrifying existence in the world?

To be fair, although Ling Xiao is very strong and can be regarded as a leader among the younger generation, he really cannot gain any advantage when facing a high-level strong man in the Baoyuan realm one-on-one.

Previously, Ling Xiao had fought against the Sword Demon at the seventh level of Baoyuan Realm, and he had almost squeezed his potential to the limit. Every muscle was trembling, and every bit of internal strength was mobilized. Even the powerful trump card hidden deep in the heart, such as the Tianlong Seal, was used.

When the Dragon Seal appeared, it shone so brightly that it seemed to tear the sky apart, but even so, it failed to kill the Sword Demon in the end. In that battle, the Sword Demon relied on his rich combat experience and tenacious will to escape from Ling Xiao's deadly attacks time and time again.

The Treasure Demon, Book Demon, and Demonic Wisdom that were besieging Ling Xiao were even more powerful than the Sword Demon. The three of them joined forces, like three ferocious prehistoric beasts, rushing towards Ling Xiao with the power to destroy the world.

Their powers intertwined with each other, forming a powerful oppressive force that distorted the surrounding space. It was extremely difficult for Ling Xiao to resist such a powerful attack.

But Ling Xiao's heart was as clear as a mirror. His current situation was like being in a thorn bush, with the road ahead full of sharp thorns, and he had to fight. If he didn't give it a try, there would be no hope at all, and he would only die and become a prey to be slaughtered.

He has had a tenacious heart since he was a child, with a spirit of not admitting defeat in his bones. He would never accept his fate. In this desperate situation, a determined flame gradually ignited in his eyes, and the flame burned more and more vigorously, as if to illuminate this dark world.

At this moment, his heavy brows suddenly furrowed tightly, like two poisonous snakes entangled together, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on his face, as if he had sensed a vague, ominous omen.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he quickly scanned the surroundings, not missing any corner, and every subtle movement was taken in by him. As he observed, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger, like a surging tide, constantly impacting his inner defenses.

Suddenly, he hoarsely shouted, "Sword Demon, go to the water dungeon. I feel something is not right." His voice was as loud as a bell, with unquestionable majesty. In this space filled with the noise of battle, it was still clearly audible, drowning out the roar of spells and the shouts of the crowd, and reaching everyone's ears.

He seemed to have vaguely sensed something unusual, perhaps a fluctuation of internal strength, or perhaps some unusual aura. Out of a desire to control the situation, he gave orders to the Sword Demon who had not yet joined the battle.

"Yes!" The Sword Demon heard the order and his voice was like thunder. He strode out of the crowd without hesitation. He was tall and strong, like a moving hill. Every step he took seemed to make the ground tremble, and the air around him was shaken.

There was a coldness and determination in his eyes, as if everything in the world was like an ant in his eyes. After receiving the order, he instantly spread his body, like a black lightning, cutting through the sky and rushing towards the water prison. His speed was so fast that people could only catch a glimpse of his afterimage.

Ling Xiao saw this scene and secretly cried out in his heart, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, like a beast that was desperate after being injured, and would do anything to survive.

In an instant, the Devil God's Dharma Image slowly appeared from behind him, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura, as if the Devil God from ancient times had descended to the world. The face of the Devil God's Dharma Image was majestic and stern, and the scales on his body were shining with a faint light, and each scale seemed to contain endless power.

At the same time, he performed the Five Dragon Technique. Five lifelike dragons flew around him, and the dragon roars resounded through the sky.

These five dragons represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Their powers blend together to form a powerful force of protection and attack.