Chapter 1883

"Don't be afraid!"

The leader of the demon sect had planned to attack Lingxiao, but when he saw this situation, he had to join the array to urge the ghost shadow. Somehow, he maintained the huge ghost shadow.

However, it was only a moment later that the magic shadow was directly destroyed by the terrible sword storm, leaving no trace.

The ground was in a mess.

The warriors of the demon sect fell to the ground with pale faces.

Over the confrontation of soul power, they were defeated, and very thoroughly.

Thirty one people are not as strong as one.

"How can this guy have such a terrible sword sense? What kind of cultivation is he? What is the level of existence? "

Everyone was confused.

Although on the surface, Lingxiao has only seven realms of yin and Yang, but no one believes it is true.

Lingxiao can kill Prince Wu instantly before Lingxiao, which proves that his cultivation is not lower than the twelve levels of yin and Yang.

But even so, this guy shouldn't be so powerful.

"If you want to kill me, I will send you to death!"

The strong blood gas is like a big wave, which is like a big wave. The light sword in Lingxiao's hand has been completely transformed into the red blood sword.

All the martial arts practitioners of the demon sect can feel that their Qi and blood are coming out of their bodies, being torn and pulled by something, and rushing towards the sword.

Just this terrible breath is enough to kill.

Not to mention the terrible sword meaning and awn.

"Sword of red blood, kill!"

Lingxiao's mouth, spit out a cold word, as if sentenced the death penalty of the 31 warriors of the demon sect.

Immediately, Lingxiao's body disappeared from the original place and turned into a bright bloody sword.

"Ah ~ ~"

The first scream sounded, and the body of the demon sect warrior who was touched by the Red Blood Sword immediately became dry and lifeless.

The Qi and blood of a martial artist is fundamental and the most important.

If you don't have Qi and blood, you're dead, you're living.

The martial arts of the demon sect wanted to make Lingxiao a living corpse, but they didn't expect that they were made into living corpses by Lingxiao first.

The terrible sword was as fast as lightning, and combined with the amazing rapid light of Lingxiao, it was like blood lightning. In a moment, seven or eight demon sect warriors had been slaughtered.

The rest of them looked at the horror of the bloody lightning with despair and fear in their hearts.

Death was so close to them that they never thought about it.

They are the people of demon sect.

Instead, they were killed by Lingxiao.

Escape!

Several relatively strong warriors of the demon sect forgot the existence of the wanlei Zhuxian array because of fear, and turned and fled to the outside.

Or in their opinion, it's better to die in thunder and turn into fly ash than to be hit by this terrible bloody lightning.

But they were too slow.

Or the sword in the sky is too fast.

In a twinkling of an eye, thirty-one people all died under the bloody lightning.

Lingxiao stood there with the red blood sword in his hand, and watched all the martial artists of the demon sect begin to shrivel, and all the Qi and blood are injected into the red blood sword.

The red blood sword was like a fierce beast, and produced some kind of consciousness.

But this kind of consciousness, but is pressed to death by the soul of Lingxiao, dare not resist, only serve.

"No! devil! You are the real devil

The screams of terror were heard in the dark of the night.

The martial arts of the demon sect are always proud of their strangeness, cruelty and evil. They feel that they are cruel enough and terrible enough.

All the fighters were frightened to see them.

However, when they meet Lingxiao today, they find out what is the real terror.

The man in front of him, he is not a man, he is a devil, is a real evil!

Maybe the instant death is a kind of happiness for them.

Now they have to face the death, the pain and torture of gradually draining Qi and blood.

They associate themselves with the warriors they once slaughtered. Do they feel the same way?

This may be retribution.

What's the situation?

Around Heifeng gorge, there are still many martial arts practitioners practicing. They all heard the shrill scream and the evil spirit.

This breath makes people feel scalp numb and shiver.

They didn't know what happened in the black wind gorge, and they didn't dare to go down to see it.

Only the martial arts of the heaven evil cult rushed to the place where the incident happened.

Because they could hear that the scream came from their classmates.It is unforgivable that someone should dare to attack their fellow students in the black wind gorge.

Outside of the underground palace, little bit has been blown out by the strange force more than once.

He was about to try to break in again when he heard the shrill cry.

Not from the face a Lin, unwilling to look at the underground palace, jump to the direction of sword immortal tomb.

No matter who he is, he will never let go of the warrior who dares to hurt the heaven demon sect.

Even if this person is Feng Fei Ye!

Lingxiao looked at the mummies all over the ground, and suddenly frowned.

The little breath is getting closer.

He doesn't want to fight this man yet, just as he doesn't want to fight with Tian Hai Ba Tu, Feng Fei ye and Lei lie.

"It's time to go."

He took up the red blood sword, turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the endless darkness of the black wind gorge.

As soon as Lingxiao left for a short time, he brought people to arrive. When he saw more than 30 corpses, even a self proclaimed evil demon sect felt a chill on his back, and a bone chilling cold rose from his heart.

It's a miserable death.

It looks like it was done by evil people.

Who on earth dare to fight against their demon sect?

"Do you know who did it?"

Little bit's voice is a little cold, these people, but he keeps the dead men who work for him.

And they are all elite.

He has done a lot of things for him, and now more than 30 people have died at once. How can he have a good face?

"In the sky!"

There was a mummy on the ground, but he had not died yet. He held his breath and wanted to tell the name of this man to Petit, so that he could take revenge on him.

With that, he lost his vitality.

"In the sky!"

Little bit frowned: "very good, really good, between you and me, originally there is old hatred, now new hatred, together calculate."

No one knows what kind of old grudge Xiaodian has with Lingxiao.

But they know that the sky is definitely dead.

Little bit is a genius that can't be taught by the devil. In addition to the leader, his talent and understanding should not be ignored.

Although he joined the demon sect for a short time, he was cultivated as the successor of the next term.

Now, many of the dead men who followed him died all of a sudden. If he could not give a good explanation to the clan, he would be worried about his status in the clan in the future.

So Lingxiao, he has to kill!

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