Chapter 13822 Green Spirit Battle Saint

Chapter 13822 Green Spirit Battle Saint

The black sword intent exuded a sickening smell of decay, like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

As soon as the blue bricks on the ground came into contact with this black air, dense honeycomb-like holes immediately appeared on the surface.

Yellow-green poisonous smoke rose from the holes, twisting and entwining in the air like a group of evil spirits dancing.

The two forces collided violently in the air, emitting dark purple arcs of electricity. The arcs were like nimble snakes, moving freely and twisting the entire space into a strange vortex.

In the center of the vortex, the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing bottomless darkness.

"Kill!" A roar like a trapped beast emanated from Ling Xiao's throat. The roar seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, carrying with it endless grief, indignation, and determination.

The sound waves were like real sharp blades, causing ripples in the void. The ripples were like ripples on the water, spreading in all directions.

A hundred feet behind him, a towering temple pillar exploded under the impact of the roar.

Countless pieces of gravel flew out like cannonballs, then floated in the air and were madly crushed by an invisible powerful force.

It turned into fine powder and floated in the air like a silent funeral.

At this moment, there was only a glaring blood color left in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the tragic scenes of the warriors of the Tyrant Empire being slaughtered kept flashing through his mind.

Fresh lives disappeared before my eyes, and the enemy's hideous grin lingered like a ghost.

Ever since he witnessed that scene, the obsession with revenge has been like a thorn in his side, deeply rooted in his heart. Today is the day to settle this hatred!

Just as his blade was about to be unsheathed, at the moment that decided life and death, a roar strong enough to tear the eardrums suddenly exploded from behind him.

Ling Xiao felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He instantly spun around and became alert, his movements as agile as a cheetah.

The shadow demon who had just been severely injured by the one-eyed old ghost was now tightly surrounded by inky black demonic energy. The demonic energy was so thick that it seemed to be able to swallow up all light.

The originally curled up body was expanding at an astonishing speed. Under the skin, countless tentacle-like black shadows were wriggling wildly, like a group of demons trapped under the skin, eager to break free.

These tentacles kept ramming and tearing, leaving the Shadow Demon's body surface full of holes. Black blood oozed out of the wounds, emitting a suffocating stench.

The shadow demon roared towards the sky, and the sound seemed to be able to shatter the sky. The black blood spurted out of his mouth and strangely condensed into countless hideous skulls in mid-air. Each skull let out a shrill wail, as if telling of endless pain and resentment.

The overwhelming pressure came like a surging tide, covering the entire sky and earth.

The ground beneath Ling Xiao's feet, unable to bear the weight of this force, suddenly cracked into countless huge spider webs.

Countless pieces of gravel were lifted into the air by this invisible force, colliding and rubbing against each other in the sky, making a harsh sound.

The smoke and dust that covered the sky quickly spread, as if the end of the world was coming.

In the smoke and dust, the Shadow Demon's figure has suddenly grown to ten feet high, like a towering black mountain.

The wings behind it slowly spread out, and each feather was flowing with a shadow as thick as asphalt. The shadow seemed to have life, flowing and flickering between the feathers.

The wings flapped gently, bringing up gusts of fishy wind. Wherever it passed, the trees seemed to be cursed by time. They withered and decayed in an instant, turning into piles of bones scattered on the ground, witnessing the terrifying power of the Shadow Demon.

What's even more frightening is that ancient and mysterious runes appeared on its forehead. These runes exuded the pressure of ancient demon gods. As the runes flowed, light flickered. The spiritual energy of the entire world seemed to have received some kind of mysterious call and gathered towards it madly, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex around it, which seemed to draw the whole world in.

"This is actually the evil demon consciousness from the Human King Era!" The Holy Lord of the Temple exclaimed in shock. The joints of his skinny fingers turned white due to the force, and every blue vein suddenly bulged out from under the skin like a twisted dragon.

At this moment, his battle with the Green Spirit was in a fierce stalemate.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down the Saint's forehead, meandering down along the crisscrossing wrinkles on his face, quickly soaking through the collar of his Taoist robe, leaving a dark mark on his chest.

On the other hand, the green spirit has a graceful figure, with a bright emerald light surrounding her body, like a layer of dreamy gauze.

The sword in her hand was extremely agile, constantly swallowing and spitting out swords like a spirit snake. Every time it swung out, it brought about a sharp sound of breaking through the air, colliding with the powerful palm wind of the Holy Lord, and instantly bursting into green sparks all over the sky, which was extremely dazzling.

However, the sudden arrival of Shadow Demon was like a huge rock dropped into a calm lake, instantly changing the situation of the battle drastically.

The darkness, as thick as asphalt, surged in like a raging tide. Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, instantly corroding into bottomless black holes.

Dark purple lightning surged at the edge of the black hole, and the sound of "crackling" explosions was endless. The lightning was so overbearing that it swallowed up all the surrounding light, and the whole space instantly fell into a dead darkness.

The air was filled with a mixture of rotten smell, rust smell and sulfur smell, which was so pungent that it made people feel nauseous.

Dark green flames danced in the Shadow Demon's vertical pupils, like two will-o'-the-wisp fires. The moment it locked onto the one-eyed old monster, the black wings behind it suddenly spread out, like two huge night curtains.

Above the wings, the ancient runes emitted a dazzling red light, which quickly spread and dyed the sky and the earth into a strange blood color.

"boom!"

The shadow demon opened its huge mouth, and a black shadow arrow wrapped in star fragments shot out from the air like a black meteor.

There was a strange glow on the surface of the arrow, as if countless vengeful spirits were struggling on it.

Wherever the shadow arrow passed, the air made a shrill and piercing scream, and the space along the way was like fragile paper, breaking apart inch by inch, revealing bottomless cracks in time and space, from which a terrifying whistling sound could be heard faintly.

The one-eyed old monster's pupils suddenly shrank, like a startled jackdaw, and he hurriedly formed a defensive hand seal.

The handprint glowed with a dim golden light, but it seemed so vulnerable under the terrifying impact of the shadow arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the protective energy of the one-eyed old monster shattered like glass, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and hit the wall heavily.

With a dull thud, a huge spider-web-like crack instantly appeared on the wall. The blood spurting out of the one-eyed old monster's mouth twisted strangely in the air, condensed into strange black lines, and slowly fell.

"Ice Soul Demon Sealing Array!" The two saints of Ice and Flame roared at the same time, their voices resounding through the sky.

In an instant, cold air and flames rose up from their bodies into the sky, like two giant dragons, one blue and one red, intertwining with each other.