While Qiong Tu spoke, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
During this period, he had heard more or less about several major events that happened in the wilderness, and they were basically related to Ling Hao!
What shocked him the most was that even the leader of the Yinyou Clan died in the hands of Ling Hao!
The moment he got the news, he almost bit his tongue. It was hard to believe its authenticity!
You know, a month or two ago, Ling Hao was not taken seriously by him at all!
At that time, it was difficult for Ling Hao to compete even in the early Shiyuan period, but in such a short period of time, he was able to kill Xing Mou in the late Shiyuan period!
If he knew that even Liao Zhi, who was in the first-level Guiyuan realm, died in the hands of Ling Hao, I don't know how he would react.
"You have two choices, do you want to listen?" Ling Hao said calmly.
"Haha, tell me?" Qiongtu calmed down and spoke.
"Surrender, or die!" Ling Hao responded.
"That's not a small tone!" Qiong Tu secretly took a deep breath.
"My patience is limited, you'd better make a decision quickly and give you three breaths," Ling Hao said.
"Did you let the people of the Demon Clan kill our clan leader?" At this time, the old man in black robe behind Qiong Tu said in a deep voice.
"People from the Yinyou Clan?" Bai Hu looked at the other party and said, "Your news is really not good! Your clan leader was killed by my eldest brother and has nothing to do with the Demon Clan!"
"Ignorance!" The old man in black robe said with a scornful expression. "With his strength, if there is no help from the Demon Clan, the leader can wipe him out in a single thought!"
Obviously, he didn't believe that Ling Hao killed Xing Mou!
"You are such an idiot!" the judge replied.
"You'd better keep your mouth shut, otherwise, I won't mind letting you." The old man in black robe frowned.
"Your clan leader was indeed killed by me. If you want to avenge him, go and call as many people as you can. I will wait for you here!" Ling Hao interrupted him.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" The old man in black robe said in a deep tone, "Since you
You said you killed the clan leader, then let me see if you have that strength!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful momentum burst out.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a large black sword that was two to three meters long from the Najie, clenched it with both hands, and pulled out a blade of light in the void and slashed towards Ling Hao.
The cultivation level is not weak, the fourth level of the Origin Realm!
"Ignorance!" Lu Yue's voice sounded, and then he held the Nether Flame Gun and led it up, and a blue fire dragon appeared in the sky.
The next moment, a scene that shocked the old man appeared. His pitch black sword was directly burned by the blue fire dragon into a blue sword, and then turned directly into molten iron.
At the same time, the old man spit out a mouthful of blood and flew a thousand meters away, with a look of horror on his face.
"What kind of gun is that of yours?!" the old man couldn't help but say.
"Go down and ask the Lord of Hell!" Lu Yue rushed over again as the voice sounded.
"Damn it!" The old man's pupils shrank sharply, and before he could dodge, he quickly raised his hand and formed a mark to block it.
laugh!
In his current state, it was obvious that he could not be Lu Yue's opponent. After the Dark Flame Spear tore through his offensive, it disappeared from his heart and passed through him.
"You" the old man opened his mouth with difficulty and then fell down. His legs kicked off and there was no movement.
hiss!
There was another gasp of air all around, and everyone had a look of fear on their faces.
"You have three choices now, either surrender, call someone, or I'll kill you!" Ling Hao then looked at Qiong Tu and said calmly.
"You're so conceited!" Qiong Tu took a deep breath and then took out a sound transmission stone and sent out a message.
"What a pity, your Qiongdian had a chance to survive!" Ling Hao continued.
"You better think about it
How can I leave the deserted city alive today?" Qiong Tu said.
"Then just wait and see!" After Ling Hao finished speaking, he turned to look at Lu Yue and explained.
"Leave this to me. You and Zi Ling will take Xuan Pang, Qing Long and the others to the Qiongdian compound. The disciples of the Qiongdian can survive by abandoning their cultivation. Otherwise, they will be killed without mercy!"
While he was speaking, the purple spirit flashed out from him.
"Okay!" Lu Yue nodded in response. .??.
After finishing speaking, he and Zi Ling led Qinglong and others in the air and headed towards the Qiongdian courtyard.
"Stop them!" Qiong Tu roared angrily, and then chased after him with a group of people behind him.
However, as long as Ling Hao is here, they can't go anywhere.
The next moment, sword lights flashed across the sky above the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion. No one, including Qiong Tu, could block these sword lights.
Qiong Tu originally wanted to force his way through, but after being pulled out by the sword, two or three bloody wounds that were deep enough to show the bone, he no longer dared to rush forward.
Many other people were chopped into two pieces and fell to the ground. Those who were lucky enough to escape were hiding deep in the compound, all with panic on their faces.
"You really deserve to die!" Qiong Tu exclaimed and roared.
"Desperate?" Ling Hao responded lightly.
"From the moment you sent people to Jixu Tianqiong, you should have thought about the consequences. Moreover, I gave you the opportunity just now. You didn't ask for it yourself. Who else can you blame?"
"" Qiongtu opened his mouth, speechless.
call!
At this moment, an aura that would destroy the heaven and earth swept across from the sky, and the entire void seemed to be collapsing.
After a while, a group of people appeared in Ling Hao's sight.
The leader was an old man in white robes whose actual age could not be discerned. He had a goatee, an evil face, and eyes like a wild beast.
This person is none other than the previous patriarch of the Yinyou Clan, Xing Yu!
His cultivation is not weak, he is on the same level as Liao Zhi, he is serious
A first-grade return to the Yuan Realm!
Behind him were eighteen people, all dressed in black robes, wearing skull masks, holding two-meter-long pitch black sickles, and filled with murderous intent.
Eighteen people, the weakest one is Fourth Grade Shiyuan, and the strongest one is Half-Step Guiyuan!
Ghost Guard!
As expected of the Yinyou Clan, their combat power is not weak!
"I've met the old patriarch!" Qiongtu Yukong walked up to Xing Yu and bowed deeply.
"Trash!" Xing Yu replied coldly.
"Old Patriarch, that boy is very strong, don't be careless!" Qiong Tu took a deep breath, then turned around and flew towards the Qiong Palace Courtyard.
There are people from the Yinyou tribe dragging Ling Hao here, so he can finally return to the base camp.
Ling Hao didn't stop him anymore.
"Did you kill Xing Mou?" Xing Yu glanced at Qiong Tu's back and then turned to Ling Hao and asked.
"Don't believe it?" Ling Hao asked.
"How do you want to die?" Xing Yu's voice was bone-chilling.
"You should consider this issue yourself!" Ling Hao smiled coldly.
"Ignorance!" Xing Yu raised his hand for a moment, "Surround them and kill them!"
call!
As he finished speaking, the ghost guards quickly dispersed and then surrounded Ling Hao.
"kill!"
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen people held sickles and activated them at the same time.
Eighteen strong men from the middle of the First Yuan Dynasty and above took action at the same time, and there was no doubt about their formation.
Eighteen pitch-black sickles pulled out extremely sharp blades of light in the void. The area within a radius of four to five kilometers was shrouded in the blades of light, and cracks were opened in the void.
There was no chance of any resistance in the buildings in the courtyard of the city lord's palace. In the blink of an eye, they were all reduced to rubble, and there were shocking knife marks on the ground.
Some people in the city lord's palace who had not had time to evacuate were directly cut into pieces in the battle, with broken limbs and arms everywhere, and people wailing.