Then, Ling Xiao slowly stretched out his right hand, palm upward, and a strange force surged out of his body, slowly pulling Zhang Qi's body in front of him.
Boom! With a low roar, Ling Xiao opened his mouth, and a powerful suction force suddenly emerged, swallowing Zhang Qi's essence of energy and blood entirely.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's aura began to rise sharply, as if there was endless power surging in his body. His realm improved again, and it skyrocketed to the peak of the Hunyuan realm. He was surrounded by faint fluctuations of vitality, appearing more and more powerful.
And mysterious.
At this time, Ling Xiao already had absolute crushing power against low-level warriors in the Ningzhen Realm. He held the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, and combined with the various wonderful abilities of Tianluo Magic Tools, even those with low strength could
Common Ningzhen Realm warriors are just like ants in front of him and can be easily crushed and killed.
Of course, this only refers to some ordinary Ningzhen realm warriors. For those monster-level experts, although Ling Xiao's strength has greatly increased, it is still not enough.
Each of the monster-level experts is the best in the same realm. Their strength is often several times, or even dozens of times stronger than the warriors in the same realm. This is normal.
Ling Xiao knew this very well, so he did not relax at all, but practiced harder, hoping that when he could face those truly strong men in the future, he would be able to have the strength to fight.
The sudden improvement in realm allowed Ling Xiao's condition to be fully restored, and his whole person seemed to be completely reborn. After all, the energy brought to him by swallowing Zhang Qi was extremely huge. This power not only repaired his previous losses.
, and also gave him a qualitative leap in strength.
He waved gently and sent Tongtong and Ahli back to the magic needle space again. It was a mysterious realm that belonged to him and a safe haven for the two little girls. Then, his eyes became cold and firm, and his figure
Like a black lightning, it killed the other two Holy Sword Knights.
These two holy sword knights are the strong men who came with Zhang Qi before, and their strength cannot be underestimated.
However, Zhang Qi's death occurred in the Tyrant Universe, which is a relatively closed space, so most people outside do not know the news.
Only a handful of powerful beings vaguely noticed Zhang Qi's disappearance through some secret method or perception ability, but they didn't know exactly what happened.
At this time, the two Holy Sword Knights obviously had not realized that Zhang Qi had died. When they saw Ling Xiao coming to fight alone, they all had disdainful sneers on their faces.
In their opinion, Ling Xiao's previous battle with captain Zhang Qi had consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, and now he dared to be distracted and deal with them, which was simply courting death.
"Hmph, a mere ant dares to be an enemy of our Holy Sword Knight?" One of the Holy Sword Knights sneered, the Holy Sword in his hand flashed with cold light, as if he was about to strike a fatal blow at any time.
Another holy sword knight also echoed: "That is, he can't beat the captain and still wants to bully us. We deserve the credit. Should we kill him?"
Their voices were full of confidence and contempt, as if they had seen Ling Xiao's defeat. However, they did not know that Ling Xiao was no longer the same Ling Xiao as before, and his strength was no longer the same as before.
It's enough to make them pay the price.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's speed suddenly skyrocketed like the dawn of dawn. His strength at the peak of the Hunyuan Realm was already as thick as a mountain, completely crushing the three-level experts in the Ningzhen Realm, whether it was strength, speed or
Perception has been greatly improved.
His figure is like a ghost, moving freely on the battlefield and making him elusive.
After the initial contempt, the Holy Sword Knight finally realized that something was wrong. However, when he realized that the danger was coming, it was already too late. Ling Xiao's Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was like a black lightning, instantly penetrating him.
throat, bringing up a string of blood flowers.
A flash of shock and fear flashed in the eyes of the Holy Sword Knight, but everything was irreversible. Ling Xiao's sword force did not decrease, and directly split his body into two. Blood flew out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding area red.
of air.
Another Holy Sword Knight witnessed this scene and was already frightened to death. His face was as pale as paper and his legs were shaking involuntarily. He turned around and ran away, wanting to escape from this terrifying place and Ling Xiao's killing.
However, he forgot that he was being restrained by the green-robed puppet at this time. The puppet was tall and ferocious, like a demon crawling out of hell. It was not afraid of death at all. It hugged the Holy Sword Knight and held it strong.
The arms locked his body tightly like iron clamps, not allowing him any chance to escape.
The Holy Sword Knight struggled desperately in the arms of the green-robed puppet, but everything was in vain. He could only watch Ling Xiao approaching step by step, feeling the breath of death getting closer and closer. At this moment, his heart was filled with
Fear and despair, regret for my original decision, regret that I should not have been involved in this dispute.
Even if he tried his best to pierce the puppet's body with the long sword in his hand, the puppet remained unmoved, as if it could not feel any pain or injury. It was not alive, and naturally it would not die. It was just cold.
He stared at the Holy Sword Knight as if looking at a dying ant.
At this moment, Ling Xiao's figure flashed up like a ghost, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in his hand shone with cold light, as if it could cut off all obstacles in the world.
Another sword strike, Ling Xiao's sword light flashed across like lightning, accurately cutting off the Holy Sword Knight's dog head. Blood spattered everywhere, and the Holy Sword Knight's body fell weakly, his eyes full of unwillingness and fear.
At the same time, on another battlefield, Long Yingtian also burst out with terrifying strength. His figure was like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, surrounded by strong energy fluctuations, and every punch and kick contained destructive power.
.
In the astonished eyes of Holy Master Bai, Long Yingtian was like a god descending to earth, defeating him, the Holy Master of the Demon-Suppressing Mansion.
Holy Lord Bai was seriously injured and his face was extremely ugly. He obviously did not expect that Long Yingtian was so powerful that even he, the Holy Lord with a high status in the Demon Suppressing Mansion, was defeated by him.
Almost the moment after Long Yingtian defeated Holy Lord Bai, Hunhuan also showed frightening strength. He was surrounded by black mist, as if he was the god of death walking out of hell, and every movement carried endless killing.
Meaning.
Under his attack, Hun Wujue was unable to resist, and could only watch helplessly as he was seriously injured. At the same time, Hun Huan also severely damaged several rebellious soul clans with terrifying strength. Their bodies were severely damaged by Hun Huan's attack.
It was torn like rags, and blood stained the battlefield red.