Chapter 13623 The End of the Three Righteous Sons

When Yu Tianlang fell into a brief trance, the ancestor's clone did not stop at all and instantly transformed into a huge demon soul beast.

The body of the Demon Soul Beast was burning with black demonic flames, and every strand of its hair seemed to contain endless magic power. Its body was as majestic as a mountain, emitting a terrifying aura that made people tremble with fear. The Demon Soul Beast raised its huge palm high, and with the power to destroy the world, it slammed Yu Tianlang's head hard.

"Boom!" The power of this attack was so great that Yu Tianlang's body was instantly struck by lightning. He flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground, splashing up a huge cloud of dust.

At this time, Yu Tianlang had regained consciousness, but his body was covered with shocking scars, blood was constantly oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked miserable, as if he was a demon crawling out of hell.

I have to say that this guy's strength is truly amazing. Even after being attacked by the ancestor's clone, which was comparable to a full-strength attack from a ninth-level Baoyuan realm expert, he was not killed on the spot but was only seriously injured.

He struggled to get up from the ground, his steps staggering, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness. He could never have imagined that this originally one-sided battle would have such a dramatic reversal, and that he would go from being a high-ranking winner to a seriously injured and dying loser.

Yu Tianlang's face instantly lost all color and turned as pale as paper. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead uncontrollably, like beads that had broken off a string. In his eyes, fear and despair were intertwined and surging, and he was completely panicked.

Just a moment ago, he was still confident of his great strength and superiority, and he looked so arrogant as if everything in the world was under his feet.

But at this moment, his inner defenses had been completely broken by Ling Xiao, and he knew that he was in a desperate situation with no hope of survival. His legs trembled slightly uncontrollably, and at this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind: escape. Only by escaping from this battlefield that was like a Shura Field could he find a glimmer of hope.

He turned around suddenly, staggering and running for his life backwards. In his panic, he almost dropped the brush in his hand that he had relied on. He ran desperately, the wind whistling in his ears, but he was completely unaware.

However, his every move was like dancing in Ling Xiao's palm. How could Ling Xiao let him go easily?

"Want to run? That's just a foolish dream!" Ling Xiao's voice was like the sound of a huge bell, echoing for a long time over the battlefield, carrying with it endless majesty and fierce killing intent. Before he finished speaking, his original body and the ancestor's clone were like two black lightning bolts, shooting towards Yu Tianlang at the same time. The speed was so fast that the surrounding air made a sharp whistling sound.

The demon soul beast transformed by the ancestor's clone moved as swiftly as a ghost, and in a flash it was in front of Yu Tianlang. Its huge claws, wrapped in blazing black demonic flames, struck the brush in Yu Tianlang's hand heavily with overwhelming force.

In an instant, there was a dull loud noise, and Yu Tianlang felt an irresistible and powerful force surging along his arm. The brush in his hand was instantly blown away like a kite with a broken string. The brush body broke into pieces, and the golden light flashing on it also dissipated completely.

At the same time, his arm felt a sharp pain under the impact of this huge force, as if all the bones were shattered into powder. He instantly lost his ability to defend himself, and his body involuntarily staggered back a few steps.

Almost at the same time, Ling Xiao's true form appeared in front of Yu Tianlang like a ghost. He held a sharp blade, and the blade flashed with cold light, as if telling countless stories of killing. Ling Xiao's eyes were as cold as frost, staring at Yu Tianlang without emotion, and without hesitation, he placed the knife in his hand firmly on Yu Tianlang's neck.

Yu Tianlang opened his eyes wide in horror, his eyes full of despair and fear. He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound to beg for mercy, but his throat seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand and no sound came out at all.

"Weren't you very arrogant before?" Ling Xiao spoke coldly, his voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, without a trace of warmth.

After that, he exerted force on his wrist lightly, a cold light flashed, and a blood mark instantly appeared on Yu Tianlang's neck, and bright red blood spurted out like a fountain. Yu Tianlang's body slowly fell to the ground, and his eyes still retained the fear and unwillingness that had not dissipated. Just like that, he was killed on the spot by Ling Xiao.

All this happened so fast, in a split second. The other two of the Righteous Three had no time to react at all. They stared with their eyes wide open, their faces frozen in shock and disbelief, as if time had stopped at this moment, and they had not yet recovered from this sudden change.

However, Ling Xiao did not give them much time to digest the shock. The moment he successfully killed Yu Tianlang, he and the ancestor's clone once again joined forces tacitly, like a pair of life-seeking messengers from hell, and pounced on the man swiftly.

The man was much weaker in comparison, only at the seventh level of Bao Yuan Realm. Facing the joint attack of Ling Xiao and the Ancestral Clone, he was like a lamb to be slaughtered, unable to resist at all.

The ancestor's clone took the lead in launching the attack. The demon soul beast opened its bloody mouth, and a raging black flame swept towards the man like a surging tide. The man widened his eyes in horror and tried desperately to avoid this fatal attack, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible shackles and could not move.

"No——" The man let out a desperate and shrill scream, which echoed across the battlefield, filled with endless sadness. In the blink of an eye, the black flames completely devoured him. In just a moment, his body turned into ashes in the blazing flames and disappeared without a trace.

The woman was so frightened when she saw this scene that her face turned pale. Her legs became weak and she could hardly stand. She turned around and ran away, mumbling, "Mercy, mercy..." Her voice was full of fear and pleading.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help but snort coldly, with a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He did not hesitate to directly use the Heavenly Dragon Seal, and in an instant, the entire sky changed color, and the originally blue sky was instantly covered by a thick dark cloud.

A huge golden dragon roared out from the Heavenly Dragon Seal, emitting dazzling golden light all over its body, and each dragon scale shone with mysterious luster, as if it contained endless power. It bared its fangs and claws, and flew towards the woman majestically, at such a fast speed that it seemed like a golden lightning streaking through the sky, and in the blink of an eye it had arrived in front of the woman.