Countless aftermaths turned into golden flaming meteor showers that surged out like lightning. In this basin, huge craters were exploded one after another, making the two sisters of the Ran family who were watching the battle behind the boulders on the distant mountains involuntarily.
exclaimed.
Cang Huo's current aura has changed drastically, and it is definitely stronger than before. Even if it is not as good as the later stage of Sanxian, it is almost there.
However, the two women did not go down. At this time, the level of fighting in the basin had exceeded their scope. Going down at this time would only increase trouble.
"Hmph! After all, you are just a waste of the demon clan. I will destroy you today. What can I do if you know my identity? You will die after all!"
Cang Huo was already holding back a lot of anger in his heart, and he immediately sneered when he saw the opponent being suppressed, and the vitality in his hands poured into it crazily again.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the sound of an ancient dragon's roar could be heard faintly in the basin. In Lingtian's body, the Dragon King's Supreme Technique was activated, and the power of the demon clan provided by the secret technique of demon transformation suddenly increased.
, above the large sword that was slashed out, an unprecedented surge of light suddenly bloomed, illuminating all directions in an instant, causing the flame light on the Canghuo battle ax to immediately lose its color.
"A flying fox shakes a tree, do you really think you can compete with me?"
Ling Tian took a deep breath, his shoulders trembled, and the demonic aura manifested as a golden shadow around him. Although it was just a fleeting moment, Lingtian's demon clan's combat power instantly surged to the level of the late Sanxian Dacheng.
!
Holy Dragon Qiyao Three, the hidden dragon emerges from the abyss!
Although Ling Tian has been able to use the fourth level of Holy Dragon Qiyao's killing move for several months, the third level is enough to deal with the current Cang Huo!
With the blessing of such combat power, Ling Tian's big spear in his hand erupted with dazzling light. With unparalleled sharpness, he rushed over crazily, shattering all Cang Huo's ax lights, and his entire body was on the spot.
He was blown away.
Click!
There was the sound of the body's protective essence shattering, and Cang Huo spat out blood and was violently shocked to the ground.
Whoosh!
Ling Tian's time flashed and he appeared in front of Cang Huo.
The heavy tree fell on his chest.
Cang Huo was defeated, and his life depended on Ling Tian's thoughts.
"Are you satisfied!?"
Ling Tian's voice was very light, without any fluctuation.
"Pooh!"
"I am a human being, that's right!"
"You don't have to be so arrogant. If you weren't in the demon realm, with your demon clan's fighting power, I, Cang Huo, would definitely not take it seriously!"
"Under Taichu's martial spirit, killing you would be as easy as squeezing an ant to death!"
Cang Huo was breathing heavily. Although he was covered in blood at this time, his expression was still ferocious.
"Haha, Taichu Martial Spirit, human race..."
"Do you really think that I am a demon!?"
Ling Tian lowered his head and looked over, with a sneer on his lips.
"Don't say it's you, even if it's all the people in the Cangwu War Palace combined, I'm not afraid!"
Cang Huo was immediately startled, his eyes moved crazily, and finally his gaze fixed on Ling Tian's white hair, and then he took a breath of cold air.
He pointed at Ling Tian and shouted, "You are that Ling..."
puff!
However, before Cang Huo could finish speaking, the big spear in Ling Tian's hand suddenly fell down and killed him directly.
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The blood mist dissipated, and Ling Tian stretched out his hand to collect the floating fire-colored Taichu.
The fire-character soul is an extremely violent martial soul from the ancient Taichu Middle School.
If it were outside the demon clan, its combat power would be even more powerful than that of the golden soul.
However, now it has not shown a trace of style.
Ling Tian didn't put much effort into finding the lost Taichu of the human race in this land of blood, but now he has gained something.
At this time, Ran Hongfu and Ran Ruoxuan also flew down from the mountain.
"Jin San'er, what kind of cultivation level do you have? How come you can skyrocket if you want? It seems like there is no upper limit!?"
Ran Ruoxuan asked suddenly.
This is something she has always wondered about. Jin San'er seems to be unable to see through it at all.
Now, the combat power has soared to the point where it is almost at the level of the late Sanxian.
With such combat power, even in the main city of Qingluan, he is absolutely respected by everyone.
I'm afraid that even those top geniuses are nothing more than this.
For a time, she no longer had any prejudice against Ling Tian, but instead admired him a little.
After all, Ling Tian is so tyrannical, and his appearance is incomparable even to that of the Holy Son of the Qingluan clan.
How can you not let the demon women fall in love with you!?
"What kind of cultivation do you think I am, that's what I am."
Ling Tian casually pulled out the thunderous inscription on his battle ax made of blue fire.
"Eh, no, Jin San'er, where is the crocodile buzzard!?"
Suddenly, Ran Hongfu on the side exclaimed.
Ling Tian's expression changed, he raised his big hand, and the strong wind blew the two women away.
Then his face was stunned, and the big spear turned and stabbed downwards suddenly.
Bang!
And at that moment, the bottom of the basin suddenly rose up, and a column of blood burst into the sky. It was like a sudden eruption, and a powerful aura swept directly across the entire basin.
puff!
"Haha, evil beast, sneak attack?"
However, at the critical moment, Ling Tian's spear swung with a hundred-foot edge, and stabbed him with the blood spurting out.
Ouch!
For a moment, there was a cry in the blood column, and the blood condensed into the huge figure of the crocodile buzzard again, but the head could not be restored to its original state, and there was a big gaping hole.
"hateful!"
"We, the Crocodile Buzzard Clan, are going to return to the Demon Realm, and together with the Blood Lord, we are going to break out of the Bloodline Land!"
The crocodile buzzard roared angrily, and streams of blood poured out from the floor of the basin, like spider webs, into the crocodile buzzard's body.
And the aura of the latter is also rising steadily.
Sure enough, this guy still had some tricks up his sleeve. Even if Ling Tian didn't take action, Canghuo Wutai would still be unable to escape death.
In the blink of an eye, this originally sluggish Crocodile Buzzard was about to surge to the level of a great master in the late Sanxian period.
"Haha, Blood Lord? You have no chance!"
But of course Ling Tian would not give him this chance to regain his fighting strength. He immediately tightened his grip on the big spear and was about to kill him.
However, at this moment, he suddenly paused and stopped in mid-air.
But the next moment, the crocodile buzzard's scarlet eyes suddenly widened, and it roared into the void.
It was like seeing something terrifying.
"Fairy! Fairy!"
"Sir, please spare my life!"
"No!"
Amidst the roar, the huge body of the crocodile buzzard seemed to be cut back and forth by invisible sharp blades. In just a few breaths, it was cut into countless segments.
Then, it exploded with a bang.
In the basin, the condensed sea of blood collapsed, and among the endless blood, only the blood essence flame and crystal core were suspended.