Chapter 7373: Sky Demon Saint Mark

Ling Xiao cultivated the Demon Emperor Art, possessing the laws of Demon Dao and God Realm, and he naturally had affinity with Demon Qi.

And he has a beast **** martial spirit, and he is very friendly to demons.

If you practice on this island, it's not bad.

However, at this moment, a large number of demon monster clan warriors suddenly appeared and surrounded him.

Ling Xiao sneered.

There is basically no tenth **** realm powerhouse in this **** tomb world.

This is a consensus.

Moreover, currently known, the strongest warrior is the ninth-level **** king.

Therefore, he has nothing to fear.

Although these people are stronger than him.

But it can't crush him.

He can exercise himself.

"The sword is coming!"

Ling Xiao made a move and started with two swords, both of which were **** emperor-level mysterious artifacts.

They were all obtained in the tomb of the gods.

Although they were far inferior to his two swords, they were not bad.

To really kill the enemy, he still likes to use the sword.

On the body of the sword, the ice flame of thousands of years was wrapped, and it was burning.

Full of terrible coldness and destructive power.

"dead!"

One of the strong demon clan snorted and directly killed Ling Xiao.

The people here obviously don't understand Ling Xiao.

Therefore, Ling Xiao looks like only a seven-level divine soldier cultivation base, how can they look at it?

Bing Yan looked bluffing, but what about the real power?

Probably not.

Both demons and demons cultivate the two laws of demons.

Therefore, most of the physical bodies are very tough and good at killing and destroying.

In battle, it is difficult to deal with.

Seeing the other party's contemptuous smile, Ling Xiao sighed in her heart.

Sometimes it’s not bad to hide the magic clothes from the sky. At the very least, it can make the enemy despise yourself and make yourself almost invincible.

"The sky changes, the flames burn the sky!"

Facing the attack of the master of the Demon Race.

Ling Xiao chose to release his attack at the most appropriate moment.

The two swords merged into a world king-level mysterious artifact.

Makes the power of kendo skyrocket.

Coupled with the promotion of the overbearing **** seal.

Makes the power of this sword even more terrifying.

"Black pattern magic pupil!"

When the distance between the two of them was less than three meters, Ling Xiao suddenly used the black magic pupil.

Although this is the spirit of secretly learned.

But the power is still pretty good now.

The warrior was taken aback.

It was this moment that made him fall into an unrecoverable place.

The cold Wannian Bingyan followed the sharp edge of the sword and pierced into the opponent's throat.

No matter how strong the body is, it is still weak in some places.

Such as the throat, such as the eyes.

To be honest, if Ling Xiao wants to defeat this person in a real head-on fight, it would take a hundred rounds less.

But now, using the opponent's underestimate, he would kill him with a single sword.

I have to say that these people are unjust.

But this is the cruelty of reality.

Ling Xiao sneered, but did not stop.

Although these Demon Races are very strong, most of them are only the cultivation base of the Eighth God Realm, and there are even some martial artists of the seventh God Realm cultivation base.

Since he broke in, he didn't plan to show mercy.

"The sword explodes the Holy Rune, kill it!"

The Sword Blast Saint Rune was quickly portrayed in the void, and countless sword lights containing the power of terrifying and divine destruction ransacked this place.

Kill dozens of warriors of the Demon Race.

Ling Xiao was nowhere to be seen.

They didn't know that Ling Xiao changed his face at this time and came to a place on the island that attracted him extremely.

This is a pool of blood.

A terrifying blood pool cast from the blood of beasts and monsters.

In the blood pool, there are several powerful demons who are cultivating.

They are all powerhouses in the Ninth God Realm.

There are four in total.

Ling Xiao ignored them and walked silently into the blood pool.

"Xiong Yulong, I heard that you were chased and killed, but it's really useless."

One of them said.

That's right, what Ling Xiao turned into at this time was Xiong Yulong's appearance.

Ling Xiao didn't speak, but suddenly shot.

When people are cultivating, they are most negligent of prevention.

Never thought of being attacked by his own people in his own territory.

After all, there are hundreds of military guards around.

Two swords killed four people.

It's so easy.

Just like playing.

It wasn't how powerful Ling Xiao was, but because the other party didn't notice.

Ling Xiao sat in the blood pool, devouring the energy of the blood pool frantically.

This terrifying blood pool is a place used by the Demon Demon Race to temper their flesh and improve their cultivation.

Ling Xiao is now cheaper.

Ling Xiao's potential has already been consumed a lot, but now this blood pool can be completely replenished.

Not only that, but two percent of the cells in his body have evolved into potential cells.

"Breakthrough again!"

Ling Xiao looked towards the sky.

Preparing to remove the magic clothes of hiding the sky.

At this time, that Xiong Yulong appeared.

"Bastard! You dare to become like me and kill the strong in my clan!"

Countless people rushed over.

This demons clan, it seems that most of the people have left, there are only more than a thousand people here.

Not too much.

Ling Xiao ignored him, smiled slightly, and removed the Demon Clothes.

"Kill him at all costs!"

Xiong Yulong roared, and everyone furiously killed Ling Xiao.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

Suddenly there was thunder in the sky.

The terrifying divine death penalty came again.

And this time, although there was only one, it was even more terrifying than the ten last time.

The bombardment hit the ground and directly killed hundreds of demons and monsters.

"Hurry up!"

Xiong Yulong panicked.

He has seen how terrifying Ling Xiao's power of destruction is.

At this time, where can you still dare to lean on~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Tai Chi Swordsmanship Saint Rune, undead, listen to my orders! "

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

Turn all the dead demons into undead.

Although the fighting power of the undead is incomparable with the silver armor corpse.

But it is still okay to block Shenmie for him.

When the undead were all slaughtered, Ling Xiao suddenly launched his strongest attack.

Shenmie collapsed.

Melted into Ling Xiao's body.

"Eighth-level **** general! Is this your real cultivation base?"

Xiong Yulong's face was ugly.

But even so, he couldn't understand where Ling Xiao's violent fighting power came from.

This is also terrible.

The eighth-level **** general actually faced him, the ninth-level **** general.

"Has the patriarch come back?"

Xiong Yulong roared.

Obviously, Ling Xiao now is no longer what he can contend.

Before Ling Xiao was only an eighth-level magic soldier, they could even tie him.

Now that his cultivation has reached the eighth level, he is definitely not an opponent.

But there was one person, he thought it was OK, that was the patriarch of the Demon Demon Race in the tomb world.

It is equivalent to the existence of the first dream.

A powerful person with the cultivation of the ninth-level **** king.

"It's too late. The patriarch is fighting with the first dream of the Dream Tower. Both lunatics have arrived on the other side of the Guixu battlefield and cannot come back temporarily."

Humanity next to it.

"In that case, we can only use our assassin!

Activate the Sky Demon Saint Mark! "

Xiong Yulong said with a gloomy expression: "With the power of the sky demon, kill this person!"

"He is just an eighth-level general, can he use our Sky Demon Saint Mark?

That's my clan's secret treasure. "

Humane.

"Fool, it's too late if you don't use it!"

Xiong Yulong roared: "I will be responsible for the problem!" ()