When the second protector carefully looked back at the battlefield, he saw that the monster had fallen to the ground helplessly. Its body was cut in half by Ling Xiao's sword light, and its blood and internal organs were scattered on the ground, turning it into a shriveled corpse.
As for the horrific corpse, this scene made the Second Protector feel a chill in his heart.
The second protector's heart was filled with unprecedented panic. His soul seemed to have separated from his body and was wandering in endless fear. The moment he turned around to escape, he knew that the thick stone door of the main hall was nothing more than paper to Ling Xiao.
It's normal and has no stopping power.
And the monster he had placed high hopes on, thinking he could help him turn the tide of the war, now died tragically on the spot and turned into a bloody mess, which undoubtedly intensified the despair in his heart.
He didn't dare to stay, let alone look back, so he could only run with all his strength towards the depths of the hall, with only one thought in his mind - escape, as far away as possible, otherwise there would be only death waiting for him.
However, fate seemed not to let him go easily. Just when he was about to rush into the depths of the hall, thinking that he could temporarily escape Ling Xiao's pursuit, two icy-cold gleams suddenly pierced the air, with a heart-stopping sound.
The whistling sound came straight towards him.
This sudden attack made the Second Protector's heart tighten suddenly. He quickly mobilized all his spiritual power to avoid this fatal blow, but in the end he was still a step too late.
The two cold rays were like death's scythes, falling on him accurately. The first cold ray, with its sharp sword energy, instantly cut off his left arm, and blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing it red.
The skirt of his clothes.
Under the severe pain, the Second Protector almost fainted, but he gritted his teeth and endured, not daring to slack off at all. Immediately afterwards, a second cold light followed, leaving a shocking mark on his right shoulder.
The blood flowed out from the blood hole, dyeing his clothes even brighter red.
The pain came like a tide, almost drowning him, but the second protector had no time to care about it. He knew that at this moment, every second of stagnation could be the boundary between life and death.
He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and continued to rush forward, pushing the limit of his life with every step. His heart was filled with desire for life, fear of death, and endless hatred for Ling Xiao.
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He knew that as long as he could escape from this hall, as long as he could find a glimmer of hope, he would never give up.
However, the crisis followed him like a shadow. Even if the second protector did not dare to look back, the aura that made his heart palpitate was getting closer and closer. He knew full well that it was Ling Xiao, chasing after him with an unstoppable force.
Despair and unwillingness intertwined in his heart, but his survival instinct made him unwilling to give up.
At this critical moment, the Second Protector quickly took out a pitch-black sphere from his arms. A strange light was flowing on the surface of the sphere, as if it contained some indescribable power. He gritted his teeth and used all his strength to push the black sphere into the air.
The ball was thrown hard in the direction of Ling Xiao.
The black ball cut through the air, and with a dull roar, suddenly exploded in mid-air. In an instant, a thick black mist suddenly spread out like the breath of a devil, and quickly enveloped Ling Xiao's figure.
In the black mist, there seemed to be countless resentful souls wailing, giving the entire space an eerie and terrifying aura.
Just as the black mist filled the air, a pale and twisted face suddenly emerged from the depths of the black mist. Its eyes were hollow and lifeless, but they seemed to be able to penetrate the deepest fears of people's hearts.
The face rushed towards Ling Xiao in an almost twisted posture, its bloody mouth opened wide, as if it wanted to swallow everything up.
However, facing this sudden and terrifying scene, Ling Xiao's expression did not waver at all. He seemed not to pay attention to all this at all, and just continued to rush forward indifferently.
With the full exertion of the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Skill in his body, a powerful force of devouring burst out from his body. The pale face that originally showed its teeth and claws with the intention of devouring everything, actually looked so small and helpless in front of this force.
A shrill scream was heard across the sky, and the pale face instantly collapsed under Ling Xiao's devouring power, turning into little bits of light and dissipating invisible. The black mist also gradually dissipated, revealing Ling Xiao's cold and determined look.
figure.
Like a god of war returning from hell, he ignored all obstacles and continued to chase the second protector in the direction of his escape.
The Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Kung Fu is a world-shattering martial art. Its power is so powerful that it can shake the heaven and the earth and swallow all things, not to mention the sun, moon and stars. It is precisely because of its unparalleled domineering power that it is named "Demon Kung Fu".
According to legend, even the powerful master of the Demon Sect in the past only cultivated this skill to the sixth level, and he was enough to stand out among the heroes on the Baize Continent and rarely meet any opponents.
Everyone knows that the true limit of the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Skill is the unreachable ninth level. Once someone can practice to this level, they will have the terrifying power to swallow the sky and the earth, and have omnipotence.
At this moment, the Second Protector was like a frightened bird, and his figure quickly disappeared in the intricate palace. His escape speed was staggering, and he was obviously deeply afraid of Ling Xiao's strength.
However, is Ling Xiao an easy person? With a flicker of his body, the Daluotian Demonic Shadow was instantly activated, and his body turned into hundreds of demonic shadows. Each one contained amazing speed and power, shuttling through every corner like a ghost.
, not letting go of any possible escape route.
As Ling Xiao pursues, the entire Huangquan Bulao Mountain seems to be enveloped by an invisible pressure, and the air is filled with tension and uneasiness.
Among the people in Huangquan Bulao Mountain, whether they were powerful men with advanced cultivation or ordinary disciples, they all felt an unprecedented panic at this moment.
They knew that the strength displayed by Ling Xiao was far beyond their imagination. Once he found the Second Protector, the consequences would be disastrous.
Therefore, within the entire mountain gate, people were in panic, and busy and panicked figures could be seen everywhere, trying to find a chance of survival under Ling Xiao's wrath.
After all, although Huangquanbulaoshan is a force with a profound foundation, it is ultimately composed of warriors of all levels.
In addition to the few high-ranking protectors and General Huangquan, there are more warriors who are under the realm of Tongtian. They may have relatively low cultivation level or have a pure heart. Facing a powerful and powerful person like Ling Xiao, their hearts are filled with doubts.
It was inevitable that they would be afraid, and they would choose to avoid its sharp edge and escape from the area that was about to become the center of the storm.
Their eyes were full of fear and helplessness, and their steps were hurried, as if one step too late would lead to a place of no return.
Ling Xiao's eyes were cold and deep. He shuttled through the crowd like a cheetah crossing the grassland, turning a blind eye to the panic and flight of the ordinary disciples around him.