Chapter 13601 Fear

Chapter 13601 Fear
Of course, this is also closely related to the complete failure of the Sword Demon's defensive treasure. The forbidden treasure formation is like a double-edged sword. While it imprisoned Ling Xiao's treasure and prevented him from using some powerful trump cards, it also imprisoned their own treasures, causing the Sword Demon to lose his last means of survival at this critical moment of life and death.

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. This is vividly reflected in this extremely cruel battle, which makes people feel deeply moved.

On the other side, although hundreds of Ling Xiao's demon shadow clones were quickly shattered, his mood at this moment was like a surging sea, and he could not calm down for a long time.

His eyes were filled with shock and anger. The shock was as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world, and the anger was like a blazing fire that almost completely devoured his sanity.

His chest rose and fell violently like a bellows, and every breath was heavy, as if he was doing his best to suppress the anger that was about to explode in his heart.

Instantly killing a seventh-level Bao Yuan Realm expert? Ling Xiao actually did this? At this moment, his mind seemed to be blank, his thoughts completely stagnated, and he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes, as if it was just an absurd nightmare.

Not only Chongxuan, but also Mozhi and others who were trying their best to kill Lingxiao, were all in disbelief at this moment. The expressions on their faces seemed to be frozen in time, stiff and astonished, and there was even a deep fear in their eyes.

Ling Xiao did not rely on any external power, but only relied on his own pure and powerful strength to kill a high-level strong man in Baoyuan Realm. What's more important is that he killed him instantly in a very short time!

This is a high-level master of the Bao Yuan Realm! In this vast continent, they are all at the top of the pyramid of strength, the height that countless practitioners dream of reaching. Their reputation is enough to make countless people tremble in fear and awe.

Mozhi slowly turned his head and glanced at Chongxuan. His expression was extremely solemn, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

He said in a deep voice: "Master, we still seriously underestimated his fighting ability." There was a trace of deep regret in his voice, as if he was deeply blaming himself for his previous carelessness in underestimating the enemy. The annoyance and remorse in his tone seemed to be able to pass through the air and be transmitted to everyone.

Chongxuan nodded slowly, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out, just like the darkest moment before the storm.

He said slowly: "When we fight this man next time, we must not underestimate him in the slightest." He knew very well that the strength displayed by Ling Xiao was far beyond their imagination. If they were careless in the next battle, they would pay a heavy price, and the entire Demon Tower might even fall into an irreparable situation.

Fear! At this moment, everyone was filled with fear. Ling Xiao was so young, but he already had such a strong fighting power. If he was given more time to grow and continuously improve his strength, what would happen?

Thinking of this, Chongxuan's eyes gradually turned cold, like the hardest and coldest ice in the cold night, as if they could completely freeze all the warmth in the world.

He secretly swore in his heart that no matter what the cost, he must not let Ling Xiao leave alive today. Otherwise, Ling Xiao would become a serious threat to the Demon Tower in the future, and might even overthrow the rule of the entire Demon Tower and plunge it into an abyss from which there is no escape.

On the other side, Chongtian was like a ray of black lightning that cut through the darkness, speeding through the maze-like and intricate passages of the water prison.

The dark and damp dungeon seemed like a forgotten and silent hell, filled with a nauseating stench. The smell was like the fermentation of all kinds of filthy things over a long period of time, and it was suffocating.

The walls flickered with faint green phosphorescence, like ghost lights swaying in the darkness, dimly illuminating the cold iron bars and tiny cells around them, adding a bit of weirdness to the gloomy environment.

Zhang Ruochen and his companions were imprisoned in a hidden cell. Their faces were as pale as paper, bloodless, their eyes were filled with confusion and powerlessness, and their bodies collapsed to the ground like puppets without support.

Obviously, they were all drugged and had temporarily lost all their fighting power. Chongtian's brows were twisted into a knot, his eyes full of anxiety and worry. He hurried to the prison door anxiously, and quickly formed seals with his hands in front of his chest. His movements were so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

In an instant, tremendous internal energy surged out of his body like a surging tide, transforming into dazzling rays of light, shooting towards the cold and sturdy lock on the prison door.

A crisp "click" sound suddenly rang out, which seemed particularly abrupt in this silent and depressing water dungeon. The lock opened with a sound, and the cell door swayed slowly, making a "creaking" sound, as if telling of the long-term confinement.

Chongtian rushed into the cell and squatted down with a plop. He gently but anxiously checked the conditions of Zhang Ruochen and the others. He stretched out his hand, and with trembling fingertips, he felt for their pulses.

At the touch, his face became more solemn, his pulse was so weak that it was almost unnoticeable, and disordered. It was obvious that the influence of the drug had penetrated deep into his bones and was very serious.

In his heart, he cursed the meanness and viciousness of those who drugged him, and then quickly took out a small and exquisite jade bottle from his arms. As soon as the jade bottle appeared, a faint and strange fragrance wafted out.

He gently tipped over the jade bottle, and several pills emitting a soft and strange light rolled out. He carefully fed the pills to Zhang Ruochen and others.

This elixir was carefully refined by him after expending countless efforts and going through countless attempts. It contains his profound understanding of the art of elixirs and has the magical effect of detoxifying all kinds of poisons, invigorating qi and nourishing blood.

As he fed them the medicine, he whispered softly, his voice was low but powerful: "Brothers, hold on, we'll be able to leave this damn place soon." However, everyone was poisoned too deeply. After taking the pill, they only moved their lips slightly and were still unable to recover their ability to move in a short time.

At this moment, Chongtian suddenly sensed a powerful internal force wave coming from outside, which was as powerful as a tidal wave. The wave brought a terrifying sense of oppression, as if it could crush the air. His heart was shocked, his pupils shrank instantly, and a trace of unbelievable that was difficult to conceal flashed in his eyes.

As if driven by an invisible force, he stood up quickly and took a few steps to the narrow ventilation hole of the water dungeon. His figure seemed to stagger a little because of his eagerness. Through the ventilation hole, he looked at the fierce and cruel battlefield outside.