Chapter 13794 Defeating God0

Ling Xiao was secretly amazed in his heart, this was only the first of the Nine Transformations of the True Demon, and he had not yet cultivated it to perfection, but he was already able to unleash such a terrifying aura, it was truly shocking.

If the Nine Transformations of the True Demon were cultivated to perfection, what kind of destructive power would it possess? Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, and at the same time, he became more determined to continue practicing.

At this moment, a sharp light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his figure suddenly flashed, as fast as a ghost, and disappeared in an instant. His figure left a faint afterimage in the air, as if he had never stayed here.

Not far away, Shen Ling had been staring at Ling Xiao closely, not daring to slack off at all. When he noticed Ling Xiao's movements, his face suddenly changed, and he instantly looked like he was facing a great enemy. His pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes were full of vigilance and tension.

Almost at the same time as Ling Xiao disappeared, Shen Ling quickly took action to resist. His hands danced rapidly, and black light poured out from his hands, forming a solid defensive barrier in front of him.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, as if thunder exploded in the ears, shaking the entire battlefield.

Under the impact of Ling Xiao's sword, Shen Ling was forced back hundreds of feet like a kite with a broken string.

His figure drew an arc in the air, causing a cloud of dust to fly. After finally stabilizing his body, before Shen Ling could catch his breath, more than a dozen Sky Demon Shadow clones appeared silently in front of them like ghosts in the dark night.

"Hurry!" Shen Ling exclaimed in his heart, feeling a chill running up his spine to his forehead.

The attacks of the Demon Shadow clones these days are really fast!

It was so fast that his mind could hardly keep up with the movement of the afterimages.

This was the only thought that flashed through Shen Ling's mind. In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be sucked out by the rapid movements of these clones, forming small vacuum vortices that emitted a sharp whistling sound.

At the moment of life and death, Shen Ling's eyes suddenly widened, flashing with determination and madness. His hands were like two black lightning bolts, closing rapidly in front of him. Every time his fingers danced, it seemed to cause the surrounding space to distort.

As he shouted, a terrifying white sword light burst out from his palm. The sword light was like an angry white dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on the dozen or so Heavenly Demon Shadow clones. Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a sharp whistle.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so shadow clones of the Heavenly Demon were shattered like bubbles under the impact of the terrifying white sword light, and turned into black mist that dissipated in the air.

However, at this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed from the void like a ghost. It was Ling Xiao. His figure was as fast as lightning and he appeared in front of Shen Ling in an instant. Ling Xiao's eyes were as cold as frost, as if they could freeze all life in the world.

The next moment, his right hand grasped the hilt of the sword as smoothly as flowing water, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the sword was unsheathed with a "clang" sound. A dazzling cold light flashed in an instant, illuminating the entire battlefield.

This sword was as powerful as a rainbow, as if it had gathered all the power between heaven and earth. It slashed towards Shen Ling with an unstoppable momentum.

Life or death is decided when the sword is drawn!
As the sword slashed down, Shen Ling felt an incomparable pressure coming at him, like a towering mountain collapsing. His pupils shrank sharply, like two black needles, and his eyes were full of fear and disbelief, as if he had been struck by lightning.

At this critical moment, he subconsciously swung the holy sword in his hands. Because he used too much force, the blue veins on his arms bulged out like wriggling earthworms.

He raised the holy sword with all his strength, trying to block the fatal blow.

The holy sword and Ling Xiao's sword collided with each other, making a deafening sound, like the sound of chaos when the world was first created.

The loud noise echoed over the battlefield, shaking the surrounding air and creating layers of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Wherever the sword falls, the earth shakes!
boom!
Under this huge impact, Shen Ling was blown away hundreds of meters away like a kite with a broken string. His body drew a long arc in the air, raising a cloud of dust.

Shen Ling fell heavily to the ground, creating a deep pit. He just struggled to stop, and before he could catch his breath, a terrifying attack wrapped in blood-red blade light, like a cannonball, suddenly hit him with the force of thunder.

"Crack!" A crisp but heart-pounding sound was heard, like a devil's sneer. At this critical moment, Shen Ling showed his decisiveness and determination as a strong man.

He sacrificed an arm without hesitation, and blood flowed from the broken arm, staining the surrounding land red. He paid such a tragic price to save his own life. If he had not been so decisive, his soul would have returned to the underworld.

The battlefield suddenly fell into a deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind whimpering, as if telling the story of this thrilling scene. The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of dust, which made people want to vomit.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. They stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths opened wide, but could not make a sound. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everyone was immersed in this shocking scene.

He forcefully suppressed a terrifying existence like Shen Ling. You should know that this person once defeated the number one on the Star List. In the Holy Hall, he is also one of the absolute core figures. He is usually high above everyone else, like a god.

But he was seriously injured by Ling Xiao and his arm was broken. This result was hard for everyone to accept, but they had to face this cruel reality.

At this moment, the white-robed chief priest stood far away and witnessed all this. His eyes were full of disbelief, and his pupils were wide open, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this scene in his mind. What was more, he was deeply terrified, and that fear was like the water in a cold pond, deep and cold.

He unconsciously clenched his hands, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. He secretly wondered who this Ling Xiao was, and how could he possess such terrifying strength? If he was allowed to grow, he would become a serious threat to the Holy Hall in the future.

At this moment, the originally azure sky of the Tyrant Empire seemed to be torn apart by an invisible and terrifying force.

The space was like a broken ancient mirror, with cracks spreading rapidly like a spider web, making a teeth-grinding "cracking" sound.

Then, accompanied by a violent spatial fluctuation, the crack suddenly expanded, and a figure, wrapped in a rolling airflow, rushed out of the broken space like a meteor. (End of this chapter)