At this moment, he could see that under the force of the sword, his most powerful trump card was being shattered inch by inch.
In just an instant, the purple lightning dragon shadow was directly annihilated, but the power of the thunder sword remained unabated, and it slashed towards him angrily.
There is only a dark and terrifying deep crack in the sky, the rules are falling, and the edge is eternal.
The brilliance of the ten thousand-foot sword almost cut the entire secret realm in half, and it was extremely powerful.
This sword has transcended the order of heaven.
I saw that wherever the sword passed by, the void kept shattering, but it was difficult to reunite.
For a moment, Lei Wuji felt his soul tremble and his whole body felt cold.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why Ling Xiao was already recognized as the strongest in his generation after being born for just over a year.
turn out to be!!
He is not human at all!!
What can destroy his thunder source cannot be a spiritual offensive, it can only be a more terrifying force.
But now, no one in the entire Qingcang can cultivate this kind of power.
The divine pattern between his eyebrows is the foundation given to Tianlei Palace by the Realm Lord back then, and it contains a trace of the original power.
This kind of power can only be cultivated by true immortals!!
However, even with such a terrifying method, he was killed by Ling Xiao with one strike.
So, what kind of magical power did he display?
"Ling Xiao!!! How dare you kill me!!!"
Lei Wuji screamed in despair, without any trace of arrogance or strength.
At this moment, he only felt endless fear, and at the same time... he vaguely guessed something.
If Ling Xiao is not a human race, then... he must not be an immortal race.
Otherwise, the one who controls Qingcang now will not be the Realm Master Palace, but the Taikoo Ling Clan.
Therefore, his identity...can only be that of a demon who once stood side by side with the immortals!!
A demon?
For a moment, Lei Wuji seemed to have a guess, and his eyes suddenly widened.
During this year, traces of the Qing Cang Demon appeared everywhere, and countless rumors about the Demon spread.
And whenever the devil is mentioned, there is another name that is bound to be praised.
Ling Xiao!!
This young master of the Taikoo Ling Clan has always been on the front line of slaying demons.
And the dazzling light will always make people ignore the darkness around them.
It turns out that Shaojun’s concerns...are true!!
"Ling Xiao!! If you kill me, Tianlei Palace will not let you go!!"
"Puch!"
However, in the end, a bloody light appeared between Lei Wuji's eyebrows.
And his ten-foot-long thunder body was directly under the sword brilliance, shattered from it, and turned into thunder light scattered across the sky.
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, plundering 14,000 luck points and 140,000 villain points."
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and receiving an additional reward: the Holy Body of Heavenly Thunder!"
"Hey! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and receiving an additional reward: Nine Heavens Purple Dragon Thunder."
Ling Xiao reached out and took the thunder hammer that fell below into his hand, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
The weight of this thunder hammer is really terrifying.
Even with his physical strength, he felt a little heavy.
Such a hammer should hurt a lot, right?
Ling Xiao turned his head to look at the group of Bai family saints who were still fighting with everyone. Black swirls flashed in his eyes, and the figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
When he reappeared, he came directly on top of a strong man of the eighth level of the Holy Realm.
Then!!
With just one tap of his hammer, the whole world suddenly cracked open.
The strong man of the eighth level of the Holy Realm looked up blankly and saw a black curtain falling from the sky, and his head was instantly smashed into pieces.
"Um?"
At this time, everyone in the Bai family had no intention of fighting, and their eyes were filled with panic and panic.
although!!
They knew the status of the Ling clan in the upper world, but they still didn't expect that this young man had the strength to crush Lei Wuji.
Originally, they came here today to avenge Bai Ci'er and watch the little thunder lord show off his power.
But, it backfired.
"Walk!!"
The remaining Bai Family Saint Realm ancestor shouted angrily, his spiritual power surged all over his body, he pushed Shi Potian back a few steps, turned around and tried to escape.
At this moment, the entire sky where he was was suddenly surrounded by a wisp of black flames, trapping the world and burning everything.
"Damn!!"
Even with his cultivation in the Holy Realm, he still felt extremely palpitated, and he could only desperately use his spiritual power to try to resist the black flames.
However, as a buzzing sound came from above the head, a black thunder hammer fell from the sky and smashed another head.
Soon, above the horizon, the spiritual power was gone, and the figures of Ye Qingchan and others fell from the sky, standing in front of Ling Xiao.
At this time, everyone's faces were filled with calmness and indifference. Even Xuanyuan Weiyang seemed to be used to such fights.
"In this hall, the remains of an Immortal Emperor should be buried. You can go in with me."
Ling Xiao said a gentle word, turned around and walked towards the black ancient palace.
The corpse of an Immortal Emperor who has ruled for eternity, the Immortal Creation contained in it can be said to be extremely terrifying.
Although Ling Xiao's current combat prowess can be said to be unrivaled in the contemporary era.
But as these ancient freaks and descendants of the temple appeared one by one, Ling Xiao still felt a little pressure.
This fairy road can never be conquered by just one person.
What's more, now Ling Xiao has smelled some conspiracy about his rebirth.
Even those strong men around you who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years may be chess pieces in the hands of others, or even chess players.
Only Ye Qingchan and others in front of him, who were trained by himself after being recognized by the system as surrender, are the real trump cards in Ling Xiao's hand.
"Sir, those spiritual treasures..."
Ye Qingchan's bright eyes trembled, and there seemed to be a chill running through her body.
But Ling Xiao smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, none of them can escape."
With Xiong Huan guarding the entrance to the secret realm and transforming into a demon, these unlucky geniuses have no chance of escaping.
"Um."
Ye Qingchan raised a smile, that's it.
This kind of strategizing and exhaustive attitude is really...fascinating.
Ye Qingchan walked up to Ling Xiao, hugged his arm, and pressed against his body.
And everyone followed closely behind the two people, heading towards the black ancient palace in front of them.
"Buzz!"
As Ling Xiao extended his hand, he pushed open the stone door that had been sealed for who knows how long.
I saw a fairy charm visible to the naked eye suddenly rushing out, turning into endless rays of light blooming in the sky.
The sacred sound of the Great Dao spreads widely, the fairy light surges, and there are hidden green lotuses that appear in the void, and thousands of strands of Taoist rhyme fall down.
The entire secret realm suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the endless vision at the end of the sky, with a flash of shock and ecstasy in their eyes.
The miracle is born!!
Although, with their strength, they would not even dare to covet such holy treasures of heaven and earth.
However, just bathing in this fairy light is a blessing to the heavens for them.
More and more people are sitting cross-legged on the spot, no longer looking for those scattered spiritual treasures.
The disputes are gone, only the spiritual light is left in the sky, and time is passing by.