Chapter 9225: The resistance of the ants!
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These two people are so powerful that it is suffocating.
One of them had the mark of a desert poisonous scorpion on his forehead.
In the other person, the eyebrow is the mark of a desert lizard.
The feeling to Ling Xiao was like two giant beasts from Taikoo.
Obviously the body is not big.
But there seemed to be heaven and earth in his eyes.
At this time, both of them saw Ling Xiao.
The strong man with the mark of the lizard smiled: "Hahahaha, here it is, here it is!
Black Sand Martial Saint, you suppressed me for thousands of years, but after all, it fell short. Today, you are still going to die.
Don't worry, after I go out, all your disciples and grandchildren will be cleaned up, hahahaha! "
The laughter was like thunder.
Ling Xiao's head buzzed.
"really!"
When Ling Xiao saw these two people, he guessed that the person with the poisonous scorpion mark might be the Black Sand Martial Saint who disappeared ten thousand years ago.
Now, it is certain.
Black Sand Wusheng is indeed missing.
He is not dead.
It is not leaving the black sand domain.
He was just trapped.
So who is the other person?
Ling Xiao was a little confused. If he could fight against Black Sand Martial Saint, that must also be a Martial Saint.
"Kilong Wusheng, don't think about it, even if you die with you, I won't let you escape."
Black Sand Wu Sheng said coldly.
Obviously he has made up his mind.
"Heisha, are you always confused? You know that this time the so-called Saint Secret Realm was created by me forcibly through injury.
The purpose is to let your disciples and grandchildren come in and kill each other.
More than one million people came in.
There are only three hundred thousand dead now.
Those dead warriors, their flesh and blood, and their souls will all be the source of my recovery.
But I don't know why, some people's energy essence was swallowed.
It's really strange.
never mind.
It doesn't matter, if you can make me recover a little bit, you will have to die!
Also, did you see that silly boy?
Those including him are all top geniuses.
They don't listen to your advice and enter here.
Just send me nourishment.
You know the techniques I practice. As long as I eat their flesh and blood, my strength will be restored a lot.
You have no hope.
You lost to me after all.
You are great, but you are still no match for human greed.
Hahahaha, heaven is going to kill you, you have to die! "
Ghost Dragon Wusheng laughed loudly.
Very excited.
Ling Xiao frowned.
Some of the previous doubts were also completely solved.
Ten thousand years ago, Black Sand Wusheng encountered a powerful enemy, in order to prevent the Black Sand Region from being destroyed.
Therefore, the place where the strong enemy is imprisoned.
There is no difference between the two.
No one can do without here.
But the ghost dragon martial sage is still stronger than the black shark martial sage, so he came up with a way.
Come to restore your strength.
Thus, the Secret Realm of Saints appeared.
There were also some dead bodies that Ling Xiao had encountered in the Saint's Secret Realm before, which were clearly intact.
Can also explain.
This ghost dragon martial sage seems to be able to draw human vitality.
Let people die endlessly.
Pity.
Those great emperor-level existences are of no avail in front of the saints.
Have become victims of this battle.
Ten thousand years of fighting has continued to the present.
Although both were seriously injured, they were still fighting.
Also, the desert poisonous scorpions and desert lizards encountered before, seem to be able to give a perfect explanation.
Black Shark Wu Sheng tried to block the warriors who entered here.
Just don't want Gu Longwusheng's ambition to be realized.
But unfortunately, almost all the top talents have come in.
His obstruction failed.
But it's a blunder.
Ling Xiao blocked the others.
Just entered here alone.
"Boy, what about the others, didn't nearly thirty people have come here? Forget it, don't care, you are not bad, you will eat your flesh and blood first.
Wait for others. "
After speaking, the ghost dragon Wusheng suddenly slapped Ling Xiao with a palm.
The wind covered the sky and the sun.
Makes the entire space dark.
A terrible pressure made Ling Xiao feel suffocated.
Although it is already seriously injured Martial Saint.
But that is also Wu Sheng.
Ling Xiao couldn't resist at all.
You can't escape!
Can only let the palm prints that cover the sky blast down.
"Move me!"
Ling Xiao roared.
Suddenly, he became an ancestor dragon.
The realm of heaven broke out.
Rushed forward.
"Huh? Ancestral dragon bloodline? Heavenly Dao realm? Is there such a genius in this world? Damn, you have to die!"
Ghost Dragon Wusheng's expression changed a little.
Obviously he was very afraid of Ling Xiao's talent.
"You want to kill him, ask me first!"
Black Sha Wusheng shot.
A violent wind swept up the flying sand and rocks.
A huge palm is formed.
boom!
The palm and the palm hit together.
Formed an unstoppable terrifying storm between heaven and earth.
Ling Xiao was blown up.
In the battlefield of Wu Sheng, he is too small.
No matter what means, it seems so useless.
Can only save lives!
"Heisha, dare you stop me, I will kill you!"
At this time, Ghost Dragon Wusheng's combat power is definitely stronger than Black Sand Wusheng.
The two of them fought on the ground, and the sky fell apart, and the sun and the moon were dark.
The scene was shocking.
But soon, Wusheng Heisha fell into a disadvantage.
Sure enough, a large number of warriors died, giving Ghost Dragon Martial Saint the best time to recover, which also made him finally stronger than Black Sand Martial Saint.
The delicate balance was broken.
"No, I have to think of a way, otherwise, I will definitely die today."
Ling Xiao knew very well that once Black Sand Wu Sheng was defeated, he would die next.
In front of Wu Sheng, Zhundi was a real ant.
Even though he had countless methods, he couldn't escape death.
Therefore, his hope is Black Sand Wusheng.
If you can help Black Sand Wusheng win.
Then don't worry about it.
But how can it help?
Formation!
By the way, the formation!
This is the only way Ling Xiao can think of.
With the gate of time and space, the formation of time and space is forged, and this space is sealed off.
Apart from this method, he could not think of anything else.
Thought of this.
He sacrificed his flying sword and flew above the emperor.
Begin to draw a bold array.
A way to imprison Wu Sheng.
Even though he was in front of Wu Sheng, even the ants were inferior.
But the ants must also fight.
He couldn't just wait to die like this.
"Boy, what are you doing? Even the emperor is an ant in my eyes, you dare to resist and kill!"
Ghost Dragon Wusheng punched back Wusheng Black Sand~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then slammed into Ling Xiao with another palm.
There is no need for any special method to deal with Ling Xiao.
Just one palm is enough.
As long as it hits, Ling Xiao will undoubtedly die.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's blood seemed to be solidified.
The whole person can't move at all.
The terrible power of the saint completely suppressed him.
He couldn't move again.
"Batian Wuhun, release!"
Ling Xiao was already desperate, so he didn't care what was exposed.
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