The billowing demonic energy erupted, and Li Qingling held the demonic sword and swept it out with every move, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering.
The densely packed blood spirit corpses below were all crushed to pieces under his terrifying sword energy.
And the blood mist transformed by the blood spirit corpses gathered back into Li Qingling's body and became Li Qingling's power.
The more he kills the blood spirit corpses below, the stronger his power will be.
No wonder Li Qingling drew his sword so casually. His target was not Ling Feng, but the blood spirit corpses below!
Feeling that Li Qingling's aura was getting stronger and stronger, Ling Feng stopped dodging and clenched the Shifangjiu Destruction in his hand with an extremely indifferent expression on his face.
This Li Qingling should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!
The more he worries about the blood spirit corpse below and the less he dares to make a killing move, the more arrogant Li Qingling becomes, and more innocent people will die in his hands!
"Destroy - heaven - end - earth!!"
In an instant, an extremely condensed compressed sword energy burst out from above the Ten Directions Destruction.
Boom!
The sword light appears, and the sword energy fills the sky, followed by the surge.
As the earth trembled, that silver sword light crushed everything it encountered along the way into powder and turned into nothingness!
"Oops, this... what kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Li Qingling was panicked. This sword made him smell the breath of death.
Even with the powerful recovery power of the magic sword, even after swallowing the blood god's golden elixir, which exploded with ten times the power, when he was locked by this sword again, it seemed that what he faced was no longer a human being, but a human being.
Yes, gods!
Boom boom boom!
The next moment, boundless sword energy exploded, completely engulfing Li Qingling's figure.
One after another, the sword energy penetrated from Li Qingling's body, pricking his body with holes.
"No!--"
Li Qingling roared in despair. He never expected that even though he had given up all his humanity, the power he pursued would be so worthless in front of Ling Feng.
Bang!
Li Qingling's body began to explode continuously, and the terrifying sword energy was about to wipe him out.
"Ling Feng, don't think that everything is over. You will die. You will be like those two women. You will -"
The sound stopped suddenly, and Li Qingling's body exploded, turning into blood foam all over the sky.
No matter how powerful the magic sword's recovery power was, it was still too late to remedy the situation.
boom!
In a cloud of exploding blood mist, a black light shot out, shooting straight in the direction of Ling Feng.
That magic sword actually took a fancy to Ling Feng's body and wanted to control Ling Feng like it controlled Li Qingling.
"You should have been completely destroyed long ago!"
Ling Feng's reaction was so astonishing. In the midst of lightning and flint, he had already slashed down with a sword.
Click!
The sound of shattering sounded. How could the originally broken magic sword withstand a blow that wiped out all directions? It was broken into more than a dozen pieces.
Ling Feng stretched out his hand to collect all the fragments and threw them into the Naling Ring to prevent others from picking them up and making the same mistake again.
After the matter is resolved, I will think of a way to completely destroy this magic sword.
A gust of hot, dry wind blew past the desert sky, dissipating some of the strong smell of blood.
Ling Feng looked at the blood spirit corpses below and frowned.
When Li Qingling was about to die, what did he mean when he yelled, "You will be like those two women?"
Two women, who are they?
One of them may be Tuoba Yan, and who is the other one?
Could it be that besides Li Qingling, there was someone else behind him?
Countless guesses and thoughts made Ling Feng's head almost explode.
"Yan'er is just afraid of danger!"
Ling Feng took a deep breath, looked in the direction of Wangduan Mountain, and flew away without any further delay.
As for these blood spirit corpses, it won’t be too late to rescue them after everything is over.
"Hey! Brat, wait for me!"
Yu Junyao also quickly mobilized her body skills and chased in the direction of Ling Feng.
However, she soon discovered that there seemed to be an invisible wall in front of her. Even with her strength, she was completely unable to break through this barrier.
"Oops, there's a barrier here, I'm afraid I'm just waiting for that kid to come to your door! What should I do? This is going to be really bad!"
Yu Junyao frowned, and the next moment, she snorted softly, gritted her silver teeth and said: "You stinky boy, if you don't wait for me, you will be plotted by others! You stinky boy, you'd better die in there."
Well, I won’t worry about a guy like you, huh, not at all!”
However, although this woman muttered, she was probably the only one who knew what she was thinking.
…
In the hidden grotto.
The mysterious black-robed old man had a dark golden light curtain suspended in front of him. Within the light curtain, it was the scene where Ling Feng killed Li Qingling.
"The Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique, it's good, it looks good! However, it still needs a little help!"
The black-robed old man's eyes flashed, and a strange inscription penetrated into "Lin Canglang"'s body. The next moment, Lin Canglang, who was originally like a sculpture, rolled his eyes, and an indifferent expression gradually appeared on his face.
expression.
The next moment, the old man in black robe flicked his finger, and a soul mark was integrated into the body.
Then, Lin Canglang seemed to be truly "reborn". He first looked around in astonishment, then showed an incredible expression, looked at the man in black robes with a ghost mask, and exclaimed: "My Lord... Lord...
!”
He clearly remembered that he had died and disappeared into ashes, but unexpectedly, he actually "alive" again?
Could it be that the person in front of me is really a god?
"I control a ray of your spiritual consciousness, and with the Seven Emotions Demonic Eyes, I can help you resurrect."
The voice of the old man in black robe was very plain, but he did not explain that his resurrection was not a resurrection in the true sense, and Lin Canglang's resurrection was not a good thing for him. It just meant
, even after he dies, he will be enslaved by the old man in black robes endlessly.
"Thank you, Lord!"
Lin Canglang didn't understand this, and was still crying with gratitude because the old man in black robe "rescued" him.
And when he saw another puppet next to him, he showed an incredible look.
Unexpectedly, even Yan Jinghong was "resurrected", but this Yan Jinghong seemed to be just a puppet on strings.
"No need to thank me, now I'll give you a chance to take revenge."
With a thought from the black-robed old man, Lin Xian'er's body floated over and slowly landed in front of Lin Canglang.
When he saw Lin Xian'er, Lin Canglang had a look of astonishment on his face. He glanced at the old man in black robe and asked in a deep voice: "My lord, what do you mean?"