As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, his body once again flew up to a height of more than a thousand meters. He held the God of Slaughter in both hands and waved it down heavily.
At this moment, there was silence on the entire battlefield. Everyone stopped in unison and looked at Ling Xiao's god-slaying blow.
The shiny black God Slaughter did not emit light like soul power, but everyone could clearly sense that the moment Ling Xiao swung out the God Slaughter, along the trajectory of the God Slaughter's sword light, in front of and on both sides The air seemed to be cut open by a powerful force and spread outwards on both sides desperately.
Poof.
Before the blink of an eye, a very loud sound of a sword cutting into the body suddenly sounded, and a cloud of blood mist rose into the sky with the huge waves. At the same time, a roar of the waves sounded, and red and The black blood wave rushed hundreds of meters away.
Below the trajectory of Ling Xiao's God-Slaughter swing, the sea surface exploded, and black demonic energy spread out like ripples on the sea surface.
Wherever the ripples touched, the ships on the sea surface and the fish on the bottom of the sea within a radius of tens of thousands of meters all turned into powder under the sword of the God-Slayer.
Because the coalition forces of the Demon Tribe and the Demon King's Palace had received advance warning from Ling Xiao, they had already taken off and left their ship at the moment Ling Xiao took action, so they were not accidentally injured by Ling Xiao.
The monster clan's islands were in dire straits. Although there was a large protective formation in the endless sea, the protective formation was still cut through by Ling Xiao's god-slaying power, causing dozens of islands, large and small, to shake violently.
"Boss, that's so powerful." Looking at the power of Ling Xiao's sword, everyone stared in stunned silence. Their mouths opened into a circle, big enough to hold an egg.
However, what surprised them even more was that two huge pieces of bloody corpses floated up from the bottom of the sea. The size of the corpses was like a moving island.
The corpse looked ferocious and was covered with broken tentacles. It was undoubtedly the true form of the big octopus demon.
What made everyone feel very disgusted was that the head of the octopus turned out to be a human face.
"Even the sea guardian demon is dead." Yao Moli was completely heartbroken, no, it can be said that he was heartbroken. If he could hold his broken heart out, it would definitely be like dumpling stuffing.
For Yao Moli, the only good news now is that after swinging the knife once, Ling Xiao seems to be unable to swing the knife again.
In other words, the next battle will depend on the combat effectiveness of the warriors on both sides.
"Ling Xiao, let's let our armies decide the outcome next." Yao Moli shouted loudly, and his voice spread along the sea breeze.
"Your Majesty the Great Demon, please give the order to launch a general attack." Ling Xiao's voice sounded very ethereal, as if the voice was not like what he was making.
Xia Yuhua nodded slightly and said loudly in a tone full of the majesty of the clan leader: "Let's attack and destroy the demon clan."
"Yes." The millions of monsters and Demon King's Palace armies suspended in the sky immediately started to move. They dispersed in large groups and attacked the islands one after another.
In addition to the main island, dozens of islands in the endless sea were crowded with warriors from both sides, and large-scale hand-to-hand combat officially started.
"kill."
"kill."
The cry of killing resounded across the endless sea, with blood and flesh splashing and the shadows of swords and swords dancing together.
Ling Xiao and his thousands of purple-level demon soul masters did not move, but protected Xia Yuhua and Tang Yingying.
The three descendants of the Qin family, together with Tang Yuchen and his wife, rushed to the island of the demon clan, viciously showing off the evil spirit of being plotted against them by the demon clan.
Yao Moli appeared on the main island. He looked up at Ling Xiao and Xia Yuhua, with a strange smile on his crazy face.
He knew that Ling Xiao and the others were waiting for the final attack on his main island, so he took his time and waited for Ling Xiao.
"Tell me, can you still take action?" Xia Yuhua asked Ling Xiao thoughtfully.
Ling Xiao smiled slightly and said: "Okay, but I don't want to expose my strength too much, and if I consume too much, it will be more troublesome to recover."
Xia Yuhua suddenly had a look of helplessness on her face, and sighed slightly: "You don't believe in our demon clan, do you want to keep your hand?"
Ling Xiao shook his head: "Sister Xia, you are too worried. I have a hunch that the battle with Yue Xianan will not be what we expected. I cannot allow any negligence on my part. I don't know that you, the demon clan Will you help me in that battle? I will naturally have more strength to deal with Yue Xianan."
Xia Yuhua seemed to accept Ling Xiao's explanation and said, "If I am willing to help you, are you willing to do your best in this battle?"
At this time, Ling Xiao gave Xia Yuhua a very different feeling, making it impossible for Xia Yuhua to guess what he was thinking.
In the past, Ling Xiao was laughing and joking, with a hint of seriousness in the non-seriousness, and full of joking in the seriousness.
But now Ling Xiao is too serious, so serious that he doesn't look like Ling Xiao at all.
She thought she could see through Ling Xiao, but unfortunately, she still couldn't.
What Xia Yuhua didn't know was that the hostility in Ling Xiao's soul that he felt when he accepted the power of the God of Killing made Ling Xiao not have any illicit thoughts at all.
The God of Slaughter did not really break the seal. What Ling Xiao could do was to borrow the power of the souls in the God of Slaughter, rather than control the power of these souls.
The direct consequence of borrowing is to let the hostility of these souls corrode your body and soul.
Ling Xiao finally realized the pain that Xiao Beimin felt back then. Not everyone could bear the feeling of snatching his body from those violent souls in the Heavenly Soul Realm.
Xiao Beimin once said that you should never open the seal before you reach the purple level. Now Ling Xiao is already at the purple level, but after opening the seal, he still can't control the slaughter god.
What exactly do you need to do to fully control the power of the God of Killing?
Also, where Xiao Beimin obtained the God of Slaughter has always been a mystery in Ling Xiao's mind.
Xiao Beimin didn't tell him, but Ling Xiao knew that Xiao Beimin didn't tell him intentionally, and he wouldn't tell him if he asked.
It seems that this problem can only be solved by waiting for the demon soul master who has gone to retreat to come out of retreat.
At this time, Ling Xiao could no longer sense the presence of the Lord of Demonic Souls. Ling Xiao knew that he had gone into seclusion.
The battle is still going on, and the number of people on both sides is decreasing sharply at an extremely terrible casualty rate. No one can have a clear advantage.
After just half an hour of fighting, the sea surface around the Endless Sea was already filled with densely packed corpses, like a large pool of floating corpses.
Centered on these corpses, the sea surface within several thousand meters was stained red with blood.
The sky is gloomy, the sea is blood-colored, and when the sea breeze blows, there is a strange smell mixed with the sea breeze and the smell of blood everywhere.
Accompanied by this seemingly endless cry of killing, the sea below Tang Yingying looked like a Shura sea.
"Why, why are we fighting like this? Can't all races live in peace? Isn't it good if we all work together to create a beautiful world?"
Tang Yingying murmured to herself. Within the time she spoke, hundreds more people died and became corpses on the sea or on the island.
"It is impossible to have no war." Ling Xiao finally heard Tang Yingying's voice and explained: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people fall into groups. Different humans and races have different ideals. Sometimes ideals are If they can be integrated, then they will be friends, but once there is a conflict between ideals and the two parties cannot resolve it peacefully, then the crude method of war is the most direct and effective method."
"Isn't there a way to resolve the conflict of ideals equally?" Tang Yingying, like a studious student, grabbed Ling Xiao, the "teacher" who could answer her questions, and asked.
"As long as there are people or self-aware species in this world, there will be no peaceful solution to the problem."
Ling Xiao explained carefully that he also wanted to use this war to make Tang Yingying understand some things and stop having unrealistic illusions: "All races with self-awareness are selfish by nature. If someone gets benefits, they will naturally Some people suffered losses, but no one wanted to suffer losses, so this resulted in a war. Just like the demon king captured your aunt, he just wanted to gain benefits, and this benefit came at the expense of the souls of your Golden Weaver clan. "
Tang Yingying seemed to understand. Although Ling Xiao's words were very convincing and clear, she still pestered Ling Xiao and said: "Brother Xiao, if you have the power to unify the three realms, will you use your power?" To ban unnecessary fighting, as long as you are fair and just enough, I don’t think anyone will oppose you."
Ling Xiao chuckled twice. It must be said that Tang Yingying's idea was very idealistic.
If the so-called fairness and justice require strength to maintain, then this fairness and justice will only be fairness and justice defined by the strong.
Ling Xiao didn't want to disappoint Tang Yingying, so he could only accompany her and nodded seriously: "Okay, as long as Brother Xiao has this strength, he will definitely fulfill this wish for Yingying."
"Thank you, Brother Xiao." Tang Yingying smiled with satisfaction.
No matter whether her brother Xiao can do it or not, at least he agreed.
She knew that Brother Xiao would definitely do what he promised her, no matter how difficult it was.
Just as the battle reached a fever pitch, Demon Lord Yao Moli suddenly said loudly: "Ling Xiao, do you dare to fight me? If you win, I will surrender the whole clan. If you lose, I will take you and these people with me." How about retreating?"
At this time, Yao Moli made this suggestion because he obviously thought that Ling Xiao no longer had the strength to fight him.
"Hehe, Yao Moli, your proposal is quite good. You have almost eaten up all my tofu." Ling Xiao said with a strange smile on his face: "However, I am willing to agree. Now, let us both Everyone, please stop."
Yao Moli was secretly happy, but he calmly shouted loudly: "Okay, everyone, listen, stop fighting immediately."