"Hmph, Ling Xiao, I see how long you can be rampant!!"
Wu Zhan snorted coldly, and his breath was still rising, with golden light shining brightly.
He didn't believe that with the power of this divine mark, Ling Xiao could not be erased.
"oh?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
I saw him standing in the void, full of fairy charm all over his body, and he did not take Wu Zhan seriously at all.
Although the aura of this little Wu god was very cool at this time, his luck did not break through and he still could not escape the fate of being harvested.
"Rumbling."
As Ling Xiao stepped out, he swept down with a large supra in his hand.
And his eyes turned strangely into silver-white color, with a vast aura, not weaker than the divine mark of martial warfare.
The terrifying magic machine hangs down, the universe changes, and the sun and the moon sink.
Such an amazing scene also made Wu Zhan's eyes tremble, and the urge that had just risen around him suddenly solidified.
At this time, he also poked out his palm and included all the radius of hundreds of miles.
And the golden spear in his hand was even more full of hundreds of millions of god patterns, with an indestructible sharpness.
"roar!"
Behind him, an extremely tall Dharma image slowly emerged, with a brilliant golden body, and just a ray of eyes could easily destroy the eternal eternity.
At this moment, all kinds of divine brilliances evolved into Dharma images of heaven and earth, and countless magical channels were sacrificed.
This fierce and dazzling light made Feng Wu’s face arrogant and terrifying.
Under the illumination of this divine light, they only felt that their blood was collapsing, and there was no room for resistance.
“Buzz.”
Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and the Taoist patterns were intertwined behind him, as if ten thousand stars fell from the sky, gradually imprisoning the void here.
"Um?"
In an instant, Wu Zhan's face completely stunned. He lowered his head blankly, looked at the solidified blood radiance around him, and his lips trembled slightly.
even!!
At this time, his realm was falling rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"How is that possible?"
At this moment, Wu Zhan suddenly realized that no matter what kind of trump card he used, it would be difficult to threaten Ling Xiao.
The Martial God Seal was his last hope, and there was no more terrifying method than this mark.
But in front of Ling Xiao, he was like a clown, being easily played with again and again.
"Rumbling."
Wu Zhan looked ferocious and was unwilling to be killed by Ling Xiao like this, so he stepped forward and rushed towards Ling Xiao.
He wanted to take advantage of the fact that the Martial God Seal had not completely lost its power and finally make another move.
The moment the two figures collided, the endless divine light began to boil.
The colors of gold and silver intertwined in the void, extremely gorgeous.
The phantom of the martial god behind Wu Zhan poked out a palm, like a divine star falling from the sky, and was about to suppress Ling Xiao's figure.
At this moment, there was a flame surging in Ling Xiao's eyes, turning into a surging fire curtain, burning all the spiritual light divine patterns into nothingness.
"Is this...innate fire?"
Wu Zhan's eyes trembled, and he became more and more shocked as he fought.
He had a premonition that Ling Xiao seemed to have many trump cards and secrets hidden in him.
Not to mention him as a contemporary person, even a real powerful man in the realm of honor will have little room for a turnaround under this kind of silver light suppression.
even!!
At this time, the flame power exerted by Ling Xiao reached the innate category.
Such innate fire is enough to burn and kill any creature in the imperial realm, and it is not weaker than the power of the gods in martial arts war.
“Buzz.”
At the same time, a strange black millstone in the void slowly appeared and suppressed with a loud bang.
As the millstone continued to rotate, the void suddenly blurred.
The bloodlines of the divine patterns on Wu Zhan's body also began to collapse, and there was no room for struggle.
"How could you..."
In just a moment, every method Ling Xiao used made Wu Zhandao heart tremble, and the only hope in his heart gradually disappeared.
At the time of life and death, the mark of the martial god on his eyebrows suddenly peeled off, and directly tore open the void and shot towards Ling Xiao.
Wu Zhan's figure turned around and fled wildly, trying to escape from this strange realm.
"Have you escaped?"
Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, his palm stretched out, and there were wisps of dark gold divine patterns in his palm, and he directly held the mark of the martial god in his hand.
“Buzz.”
There were only a few harsh buzzing sounds heard, and countless divine patterns kept flowing from Lingxiao's fingers, as if holding a golden divine sea.
Ling Xiao's other palm was holding the Luan Gu Zhan halberd tightly and threw it towards Wu Zhan with all his might.
The terrifying sound of breaking the wind resounded, and Wu Zhan's hair stood up all over his body.
Especially the murderous intent that was getting closer and closer, like the palm of the god of death, easily held it on his neck.
"Puchi."
After all, under Ling Xiao's great power, the figure of this little Wushen Mountain Wushen was directly penetrated by a halberd, falling from the sky, and nailed to the ground?
Ling Xiao's figure fell from the sky and landed in front of him.
"Ling Xiao, I'm convinced. I've given you the mark of the God of Martial Arts. Please spare my life..."
Wu Zhan looked desperate, and the blood in his mouth flowed down mixed with his internal organs, which was extremely miserable.
"Give it to me?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head slightly, "I obviously snatched this."
After saying that, he saw him holding the Luangu Zhan halberd with one hand and directly picked Wu Zhan up from the ground.
This scene made Feng Aojiao in the distance shake his mind, and he felt an unspeakable shock and uneasiness in his heart.
The next moment, red flames burst out all over her bones, trying to get rid of Feng Wu.
Feng Aojiao understood that once Ling Xiao freed up his hand later, she would have no chance to escape.
"You want to run, too?"
Feng Wu sneered and waved her little hand gently.
In front of him, a red and golden flame curtain fell down, covering Feng Aojiao.
“Buzz.”
At the same time, Ling Xiao's palm once again gushed, and he poured all into Wu Zhan's body along the battle halberd.
"puff."
And the little Wushen Mountain Wushen could not even let out a scream, and his whole body shattered.
Blood mixed with bright bone slag splattered everywhere, dyeing the entire chessboard bloody color.
"Did, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the son of destiny and getting the reward luck value: 200,000 points, and the villain value 2000,000 points."
"Drip, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the son of destiny and receiving an additional bonus: the Martial God Body."
"Drip, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the son of destiny and receiving additional rewards: Heavenly Dao Divine Light (Purple)."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and waved his hand to incorporate the mark of the martial god into the soul sea.
And his eyes gradually fell on Feng Aojiao's body, and a faint curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You...you don't come here..."
Feng Aojiao exclaimed, and her delicate body trembled suddenly.
Under him, a yellow water stain gushed out, drizzling, shocking.
"Um?"
Feng Wu frowned slightly, there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes, and the attack in her hands became more and more fierce and fierce, pushing Feng Aojiao in front of Ling Xiao.