Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1000

"Ruthless man Xiao Ling, he actually wants to challenge the three of Mo Feng!"

"Hehe, you just won the championship of the refining conference, do you think you are invincible in the Shenwu Continent? You know, there are people beyond the sky, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Although the strength of refining medicine is strong, the Shenwu Continent still respects force, isn't it? You can refine a few pills and you can jump around!"

"Xiao Ling has a ninth-level profound weapon. Looking at him like this, it seems that he doesn't intend to use it. He is really arrogant!"

The martial cultivators present were discussing a lot. Almost all of them were famous experts, or core disciples of superpowers. Although they didn’t know much about alchemy, they still respected martial arts and regarded martial arts as the most important thing!

In their eyes, the three of Mo Feng represent the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Xiao Ling's arrogance is undoubtedly against the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"If you dare to trouble the Heavenly Demon Sect, even if I don't deal with Xiao Ling, he will be finished!"

There was a cold light in Princess Qian's beautiful eyes. Xiao Ling came back alive and won the championship of the alchemy competition, which really surprised her. At the same time, she had a murderous desire in her heart, wishing that Xiao Ling would die immediately.

"Xiao Ling..."

Youqing looked at Xiao Ling, her eyes showed worry, she knew that once Xiao Ling made a move, it would be the rhythm of causing trouble.

This time the refining conference is destined to not be peaceful.

Juedanzi also looked at Xiao Ling, the contents of the black jade slip, Lingdanzi told him some important things, and asked him to tell the ghost hand Yaodi as soon as possible, and specifically asked him not to do anything to the people of the Tianmo sect, so as not to startle the snake , Now that Xiao Ling made a move, he solved the urgent revenge thoughts in his heart. With Xiao Ling's ability, if he dared to make a move by himself, he must be sure.

"Xiao Ling! Do you really think that you are supernatural in martial arts? If you don't use ninth-level profound weapons, you are no match for us!" Mo Feng's eyes turned, and a jade pendant slipped quietly under his palm, intending to crush it. Yupei, send out a distress signal.

"Huh? Do you want to send rescuers?"

Xiao Ling's eyes turned cold, and he rushed out, holding the Wufeng sword and slashing at Mo Feng.

"Block him!" Mo Feng shouted violently.

"Xiao Ling, court death!"

"Let me see how far your current ability has reached!"

Heisha and the Lord of the Underworld attacked one after another, and the devilish energy in their bodies gushed out wildly, roaring towards Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling ignored the two of them. When he attacked Mo Feng, it undoubtedly stimulated their self-esteem!

"roll!"

Xiao Ling's expression became cold, he let out a low drink, and when he raised his hand, he absorbed all the demonic energy. At the same time, Zilian's blood fire turned into a wave of fire, roaring towards Heisha and the Lord of the Underworld, avoiding the two of them immediately. retreat.

call out!
A bloody light suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the blood dragon roared past, blasting towards Mo Feng's palm.

Mo Feng originally wanted to squeeze the jade pendant, but he didn't expect Xiao Ling to be so fast, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the blood dragon bit his arm, his mind moved, and the devil's energy surged out, shaking After retreating the blood dragon, the jade pendant also fell to the ground.

"Troll Transformation! Demonic Transformation!"

Seeing this scene, Heisha squeezed the formula with both hands, and the magic lines all over his body surged crazily. Behind him, a series of ferocious sharp horns spread out, and his body also swelled violently at this moment, turning into a ferocious behemoth. In front of Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, go to hell!"

Heisha raised his palm and waved his sharp claws fiercely, tearing apart the space, forming a violent space storm.

As long as Mo Feng squeezes the jade pendant, he can ask for help from the Laughing Sect Master in time. By then, it will be the end of Xiao Ling!

"Thousand Demon Fury Lock, Life Sealing Formation!"

The Master of the Nether Hall bit the tip of his tongue and touched a drop of blood. He raised his hand, imprinted his fingers, squeezed the formula with both hands, and suddenly slapped it on the ground. The ground suddenly cracked, and eerie magic locks burst out , heading towards Xiao Ling's blockade.

Heisha and the Lord of the Nether Hall attacked at the same time, and the momentum was so great that the martial artists present screamed again and again. They felt that it was not unreasonable for the Heavenly Demon Sect to be able to fight till now.

"This offensive is too powerful, enough to kill the eight-star Wu Zun together!"

There was an eight-star Martial Venerable who couldn't help sighing, if it was him, he could only avoid his edge.

boom!
The blood in Xiao Ling's body surged wildly like a river of blood, and the four doors of the eight-door dungeon were fully opened. Looking at the killing Heisha, he retreated instead of advancing, his body twisted and twisted, passing through Heisha's body offensive.

"Six Tyrants!"

Xiao Ling turned into a blood light, piercing through Heisha's huge body, and appeared behind Heisha out of thin air.

"No!"

Heisha lowered his head with difficulty, and saw a hideous big hole in his heart. Around the big hole, the blood of the purple lotus was burning wildly. It stands to reason that after he got this body, his body would be extremely powerful. Even if it is a martial saint who wants to destroy it, it is not as simple as that. Even if his body is destroyed in this way, he will not be killed.

boom!
Heisha's huge body crashed to the ground, his eyes were filled with unwillingness. While piercing through him, Xiao Ling also used a soul attack to destroy his soul.

Heisha regretted very much, regretted not killing Xiao Ling in the cradle earlier.

"died?"

Looking at Zilian's bloody Heisha corpse, many people's eyes were full of horror. One move solved the Seven Star Martial Lord's Heisha, which is too soul-stirring!
"Heisha, your sacrifice will not be in vain!"

The Master of the Nether Hall shrank his pupils, squeezed the formula with both hands, chains and chains also blocked Xiao Ling, and wrapped around Xiao Ling's body.

Heisha's death bought time for the Lord of the Underworld, and his chain formation also trapped Xiao Ling.

You know, once he blocked the enemy with this method, even the Eight-Star Martial Master couldn't break free. With this method alone, he was enough to kill the Eight-Star Martial Master!

"Don't worry, you will accompany him immediately!"

Xiao Ling stared coldly at the Lord of the Underworld, his body shook, and an incomparably domineering force roared out, and a crackling sound rang out, breaking all the chains of devilish energy!
"what!"

Hall Master Nether's eyes were about to pop out. After he reached the Seven Star Martial Venerable, this was the method he was most proud of. It was enough to block the Eight Star Martial Venerable, but Xiao Ling easily broke it.

"Xiao Ling is only a six-star Martial Master, so could it be that his strength has surpassed that of an Eight-Star Martial Master?"

The Lord of the Hades couldn't believe it, he felt like he was dreaming, because Xiao Ling's methods were too powerful, when he saw Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling was just an insignificant ant, he could pinch it at will Death, the current Xiao Ling can crush him to death at will, this kind of change is too fast for him to accept.

Of course, as the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the head of the Hades still has a hole card, so he won't just be slaughtered like this.

When Xiao Ling broke free from the chain of demonic energy, Hall Master Hades took out a skull, which was engraved with densely packed and strange demonic lines, exuding an ancient aura.

It is said that this head is the head of a strong martial artist. After the Lord of the Underworld got it, he made it into a lore weapon.

After the Lord of the Underworld cut his fingers and drew strange patterns on the skull with bright red blood, a gloomy red fire suddenly appeared in the hollow eyes of the head. Immediately afterwards, the Lord of the Underworld waved his hand, He opened his ferocious mouth and roared towards Xiao Ling.

call out!
Where the head passed, the space collapsed, forming a dark red field around the head, which seemed to be able to corrode everything.

"A secret weapon made from the head of a strong warrior!"

"Isn't this secret weapon enough to hurt the half saint?"

After seeing the master's trump card, many martial artists turned pale with fright. If they went up, they would have to die!

However, in Xiao Ling's view, the Master of the Underworld was just a struggle before dying. This head seems very powerful, but in fact it has many shortcomings. With the strength of the Master of the Underworld, he cannot make a very overbearing secret weapon.

"Ha ha……"

Xiao Ling sneered, and he directly raised his hand to grab the head. Under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, he grabbed the head covered with strange magic lines.

Click.

The head sent out a fierce attack, but Xiao Ling ignored it directly, the incomparably domineering power surged crazily, with a firm grip on the palm of his hand, the head was directly crushed by him, turned into powder, and dissipated.

"What kind of body is this!"

The Lord of the Nether Hall was ready to die at this moment, he knew that he was not Xiao Ling's opponent at all, and Xiao Ling's overbearing and unreasonable methods had completely crushed his desire to fight.

Seeing Xiao Ling coming towards him, Hall Master Ming knew that he could not fight Xiao Ling head-on, otherwise, every bone in his body would be crushed by Xiao Ling.

hum!
The body of the Underworld Master turned into a cloud of black mist, tearing apart the space, and wanted to escape.

At this moment, he can't even protect himself well, let alone protect Mo Feng's safety.

"You want to go, aren't you too naive?"

Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with cold light, and the blood dragon roared out, blocking in front of the Hall Master of the Underworld. When the Hall Master of the Underworld paused, he came behind the Hall Master of the Underworld, and the Wufeng Sword slashed fiercely. down.

Bang!
After being hit by the Wufeng sword, Heiwu's body fell to the ground as if he had been hit by a critical blow.

"It's over!"

The Lord of the Nether Hall only had this thought in his heart, he was not Xiao Ling's opponent at all, and Xiao Ling was definitely not the original Xiao Ling!
Just when the Lord of the Underworld was about to get up, Xiao Ling flicked his fingers, and the purple lotus blood roared out, piercing through the dantian of the Lord of the Underworld.

Feeling that the dantian was abolished, and all the cultivation bases disappeared quickly, the Master of the Underworld was completely desperate.

"After you captured Senior Jian Jue, where is he now?" Xiao Ling asked, staring at Hall Master Nether.

"Even if I die, I won't tell you!"

The Lord of the Nether Hall knew that he was bound to die, and said sarcastically, "But I can be sure that Jian Jue is definitely more miserable than me now!"

"I don't want to say it, I have a way for you to say it!"

With a wave of Xiao Ling's hand, the blood slave brand rushed out, entered the body of the Lord of the Underworld, and completely controlled the Lord of the Underworld.

"Master, after I captured Jianjue, I handed it over to Master Ninja. Master Ninja handed Jianjue over to Lord Qingdian."

The master of the underworld said what he knew.

call out!
With a swing of Xiao Ling's sword, the head of the Lord of the Underworld soared into the sky and fell to the ground. His eyes became colder and colder, and he murmured to himself: "Master Ninja, Master Qingdian, you wait for me, I think we will See you soon."

(End of this chapter)