Chapter 13821 Shadow Demon
Chapter 13821 Shadow Demon
Green Spirit, however, did not give the Holy Lord any face. Her eyebrows were raised, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes: "Stop talking nonsense, take my sword!"
Before she finished her words, the sword in her hand was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and the whole person rushed towards the enemy like a green lightning.
She has always disliked this group of people, who seem to talk about justice, fairness, and order, but actually do all kinds of despicable things.
At this moment, the rage was burning in her chest, she could no longer suppress it, and she shot out like lightning.
As she took action, she quickly swept her eyes towards Liu Wu like a hawk, and shouted loudly: "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? If you don't kill a few people from the Holy Hall, what qualifications do you have to cooperate with our young master?"
When Liu Wu heard this, he agreed with it deeply, nodded heavily, and then waved his hand.
In an instant, a group of royal masters who had been hiding in the dark appeared one after another, like tigers descending from the mountains, with fierce momentum, they pounced towards the strong men of the temple.
Liu Wu no longer hesitated. He tapped the ground lightly, rose from the ground, and merged into the melee.
Yes, what Green Spirit said is absolutely right.
Now that the two parties have reached a cooperation, how can they just watch Ling Xiao fight alone?
They should step up and contribute their part to this fight.
In the holy temple in the distance, Ling Xiao had just caught his breath when the one-eyed old ghost, the skinny old man and the strange man in black robe formed a triangle and surrounded him tacitly.
The three of them exchanged glances, and understood each other. Almost at the same moment, their aura surged, and they launched attacks towards Ling Xiao at the same time.
The one-eyed old ghost condensed a black ball of energy in his palm, and with the power to destroy the world, it roared and smashed towards Ling Xiao;
The skinny old man waved his hands, and dark green vines suddenly emerged from the ground, wrapping around Ling Xiao like flexible pythons.
The strange man in black robe was muttering something, and black mist was all around him, which turned into countless sharp black blades and shot towards Ling Xiao like raindrops.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, looking solemn.
Each of these three old guys in the Holy Temple exudes a powerful aura that makes people's heart flutter. Their strength is no less than Dugu Sheng, and no weaker than Shen Lin.
With his current strength, it would be extremely difficult to defeat these three people by himself, and the hope is slim to almost zero.
However, Ling Xiao is not someone who gives up easily. He looked determined and thought to himself: Fortunately, I still have other means.
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand, and the golden collar exuding a mysterious aura appeared in his palm again.
As the golden collar appeared, the surrounding air vibrated and a low humming sound was heard.
A black shadow shot out from the golden collar like lightning and stood firmly in front of Ling Xiao.
This black shadow was none other than the mysterious existence that had easily defeated Dugu Sheng's black knife attack. Its powerful strength was self-evident.
After all, it comes from a golden collar that contains endless mysteries.
After a period of exploration, Ling Xiao has discovered a special ability of the gold collar - this seemingly ordinary gold collar is actually like a cage that imprisons countless terrifying creatures.
However, it is not easy to use these imprisoned beings for one's own benefit.
Ling Xiao must possess sufficiently strong and sophisticated soul power to be able to control it.
If there is any mistake, there will be backlash from these terrifying beings, with disastrous consequences.
With Ling Xiao's current soul power level, he can only release one of the relatively weaker monsters, the Shadow Demon.
The Shadow Demon is tall, and his body is wrapped in a thick black mist, revealing only a pair of eyes emitting blood-red light, and a grinning mouth full of sharp and pointed fangs, flashing a cold light.
As soon as it appeared, it felt the oppressive attack from the one-eyed old ghost, and stepped forward without hesitation to try to resist.
However, the one-eyed old ghost was extremely powerful. This palm strike contained his profound skills cultivated over many years, as well as his precise grasp of the timing of the battle.
Although the Shadow Demon fought hard, he was ultimately defeated and was blasted away by the one-eyed old ghost's palm.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the Shadow Demon's huge body, like an out-of-control cannonball, smashed heavily on the stone lion in front of the temple gate.
The originally majestic and extremely solid stone lion was instantly shattered like tofu by the impact of the Shadow Demon, with gravel flying everywhere and raising a cloud of dust.
"Roar~~!" The Shadow Demon let out an angry roar, resounding through the sky.
Its heart was filled with humiliation and unwillingness. It was a monster in a golden collar, but it was suppressed and beaten away by the one-eyed old ghost because of a momentary negligence. This was a great shame.
Although its strength is at the bottom among the many monsters imprisoned in the golden collar, it also has its own dignity and cannot swallow this humiliation no matter what.
Ling Xiao's pupils contracted rapidly, shrinking to the size of a needle tip in an instant, as if all the hatred in the world was concentrated on this tiny point.
At the corners of his eyes, the bloodshot veins spread like a dense spider web, as if they were veins ignited by hatred, revealing the raging anger in his heart.
His palm tightly grasped the bloodthirsty knife, and his joints turned white due to the force, like a sculpture made of bones.
The beast head on the hilt swallowed, and the ferocious fangs that had been still seemed to have life at this moment, biting deeply into his palm.
Blood gushed out, flowing down along the scratches on the blade, as if it was a sacrificial offering for this murderous knife, and merged with the blade.
The crimson blade light seemed to have its own consciousness, rolling on the surface of the blade like boiling magma, and every surge carried a breath of destruction.
At the same time, deep in his dantian, the power of the Blood Tribulation True Demon surged and roared like an awakened ancient beast, and the two resonated with a loud bang.
In an instant, a pungent smell of rust and sulfur filled the air, making people feel nauseous.
This blazing power is like the core of the sun descending upon the earth.
The scorching heat wave turned into substance and swept violently in all directions.
Within a ten-foot radius, the originally white snow instantly vaporized under the invasion of this heat wave and turned into thick white mist, as if a fairyland was collapsing.
The bluestone slabs on the ground, unable to withstand the scorching heat and the impact of force, made a series of crisp "crackling" sounds, and spider-web-like cracks quickly spread.
The stone slabs arched upward and then broke into countless pieces, demonstrating the terrifying power of this clash of forces.
The two completely different sword intentions were like two poisonous snakes hidden in the darkness, suddenly spitting out their tongues and instantly tearing apart the protective energy around him.
The red blade carried with it the heat that could burn everything in the world. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees seemed to be drawn into an endless sea of fire and turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a hint of burnt smell in the air.
