Chapter 8440: The shadow of division

8407-Sorcerer

"Damn it, how could this happen? Does this guy have any demon tricks?"

Feng Qing's face changed and changed.

"Sister Chu, I'll go and make it easier."

He turned and left.

But it was not convenient, but somewhere in the stands.

"Ten million high-grade spirit crystals, help me kill that kid."

Feng Qing looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a mask and his face was cold.

"Deal."

The mask man has a hoarse voice, not wanting to be his own voice.

At this point, the ninth man has already gone up on the battle stage.

"The Eightfold Peak Martial Emperor!"

"Finally appeared, the Eightfold Peak Martial Emperor!"

Everyone was excited.

If even the Eighth Peak Martial Emperor couldn't defeat Ling Xiao, how strong is Ling Xiao.

Feng Qing returned to his seat.

Looked worriedly.

He said before that Ling Xiao died in two or three games.

So bet Ling Xiao with 100 million high-grade spirit crystals, and 20,000 middle-grade will crystals.

Now it's the ninth game.

If Ling Xiao wins, he will lose the bet, and he will definitely have to give things to Ling Xiao at that time, otherwise the silver abacus will not give up.

The strength of this eight-fold peak Martial Emperor is very strong.

It was definitely Ling Xiao's rival.

"You are worth 70% of my skill."

Ling Xiao smiled faintly.

Can't hide now.

And facing the Eightfold Peak Martial Emperor, he couldn't hide it.

If you are not careful, it will really capsize in the gutter.

"Seven success forces?"

The other party smiled and said, "You don't know, who am I?"

"who are you?"

Ling Xiao asked in a leisurely manner: "I really should know, your strength is not weak, I probably can't be merciful.

Because mercy might be killed by you, so I decided to kill you. "

"Hahahaha, listen up, my name is Ghost!

In this world, the warriors under the Nine-tiered Martial Emperor couldn't kill me, even if they were stronger than me, they couldn't kill me.

Do not believe it, you can try. "

Ghost Ying laughed.

"Then I really want to try it."

Ling Xiao smiled, and suddenly shot out.

One shot is the Blood Dragon Spear Tome, destroying the nine prisons.

The ghost image didn't dodge, just like Ling Xiao's move.

The spear pierced Ghost Ying's body, and Ling Xiao couldn't help but stunned: "So, your blood and martial spirit must be very special, no wonder no one can kill you.

However, I still have to try it today. "

"You don't have that chance.

Split! "

The ghost sneered, and his body suddenly turned into thousands of figures.

Although each figure has become much smaller, it grows tens of thousands and is densely packed. Even if the attack is weakened, the accumulation of such a number is very terrifying.

Weeping Dragon Spear!

Ling Xiao waved the spear in his hand, and the breath of terror bloomed.

Hundreds of blood dragons rushed out, blocking attacks from all directions.

The ghosts disappeared one by one.

It turned out that all were substantial injuries.

This is not a clone, it is a split.

Therefore, every ghost is real. Although the strength is much smaller than before, the threat is greater than before.

The ghost and the blood dragon are constantly fighting.

In the end, the blood dragon was completely destroyed.

Ling Xiao had to use Blood Shadow Step to avoid this terrifying attack.

"Hahahaha, have you seen it, this is my strength, in front of me, your strength is vulnerable, you can't even hurt my body."

The sound of laughter came from all directions, Ling Xiao's brow furrowed even tighter.

The battle lasted for more than 30 rounds in an instant.

"It seems that I don't need to take action. Ling Xiao has no chance of winning in the face of the ghost. Even if he can persist now, he will inevitably die after a long time."

The mask man said coldly.

"Ling Xiao is still too crazy after all. He only has five levels of perfection, and he actually wants to fight against the eighth peak of the Emperor. This is simply looking for death."

"He can spare his life, but others may not spare his life."

"Poor!"

There was a lot of discussion, and they all felt that Ling Xiao would not be able to support it for long.

"A maximum of thirty rounds can end the battle."

Someone even said affirmatively.

While they were discussing, the battle continued for more than twenty rounds.

Not only did Ling Xiao not lose, but he gradually grasped some advantages and suppressed the ghost.

"Although you have many splits, after all, each of them is too bad for damage. Moreover, can you really make me feel helpless with this ability?

You too underestimated me. "

Ling Xiao sneered and said, "Send you to the west! Flying swords, ten thousand swordsmanship!"

A sword light flew out from the storage ring.

Then it turned into thousands of sword qi.

Crazy shrouded all ghosts.

Although this power is not as good as the Wind Cage, it is not far away.

After all, this is a genuine holy top grade cheat sheet.

"Do not--!"

In the screaming scream, all ghost images disappeared.

All were defeated, and only one storage ring fell on the battle platform.

Ling Xiao abstained from the storage.

The essence of energy permeating the void was swallowed by him.

The Zulong bloodline finally started to move.

It means to be promoted faintly.

"Nine-game winning streak! Nine-game winning streak in one day! And all the players in the battle are beings with higher cultivation bases than you, really monsters."

"Yes, the general winning streak means that there is no loss in the middle, and it is basically achieved within a few days or even months.

Now he has won nine consecutive victories in one day, which is obviously higher and more difficult. "

"Yeah, fighting one after another, there is basically no time to rest in the middle. This is too difficult. What's more, he is only a five-tier martial emperor's cultivation base, and he is basically facing the eight-fold martial emperor.

The ghost that had just been killed is even the eighth peak martial emperor. "

Everyone sighed.

Too strong, Ling Xiao's strength gave them strong expectations.

What will happen when this young man's cultivation level continues to improve?

I can't imagine it.

"Who else wants to come up and fight me?"

Ling Xiao felt that his Ancestral Dragon bloodline had a faint improvement.

The improvement of the Ancestral Dragon bloodline brings about the improvement of the Ancestral Dragon Art, which he is looking forward to very much.

All along, he can leapfrog the challenge, the most important thing is Zulong Jue.

Zu Long Jue made his true essence power and total true essence far surpass the others.

This is really very important to him.

He is looking forward to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time it is also an eight-fold peak martial emperor.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared on the battle platform.

Wearing a mask gives people a very gloomy feeling.

Just standing on the opposite side, you can feel the deep chill.

"A member of the White Bone Demon Sect?"

Ling Xiao asked coldly.

"Hehe, you still know the White Bone Demon Sect. It's rare. If you do, then you should understand that you have no chance of winning in the next battle.

Originally I intended to make you surrender.

But no matter what, someone wants to make you die, and if ten million high-grade spirit crystals are released to make you die, you have to die. "

The hoarse voice sneered.

(End of this chapter)