Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1111 Monster Sculpture

"Xiao Ling, be careful!"

Seeing the four Tiexuan Sword Saints making wild moves, and Cao Qiong, the Patriarch of the Zongyue Cao Family, even offering the Zongyue Ancient Order, Yuerou couldn't help but exclaim.

"Xiao Ling is in danger!"

"Cao Qiong, Patriarch of the Zongyue Cao Family, sacrificed the Zongyue Ancient Decree, and unleashed an offensive that even the Seven Star Martial Saints had to retreat!"

"Furthermore, the strength of the three Tiexuan Sword Masters who have become demon slaves has greatly increased, and at the same time, they have not held back their attacks at all. With such a siege, Xiao Ling is afraid that it will be over..."

The martial cultivators present looked at the thin figure in the sky. Faced with this inevitable defeat, the expression on the boy's face was still so indifferent, unmoved at all.

Xiao Ling's eyes were icy cold, like the cold wind of the ice field for thousands of years, freezing the whole world.

Cao Qiong sacrificed the ancient order of Zongyue to launch a deadly offensive, coupled with the demonized Tiexuan Sword Master three, Xiao Ling could be said to have fallen into crisis instantly.

"Xiao Ling, you are destined to perish here today!"

Cao Qiong said with a sinister smile, his eyes were full of coldness, he did not believe that Xiao Ling still had the power to return to heaven.

"call……"

Xiao Ling put away the Wufeng Sword, let out a deep breath, and looked at the four Tiexuan Sword Masters. He knew that these four people had already gone all out.

"Xuanwu handprint!"

Xiao Ling frantically mobilized the vitality in his body, and immediately squeezed the formula with both hands, and a stern shout also came from his mouth.

Accompanied by the sound of screaming, a huge xuanwu phantom raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, leaping high. Wherever the xuanwu phantom passed, the surrounding space immediately burst open, forming hideous and huge black cracks, like terrifying A big mouth appeared in the sky.

Hiss!

The Xuanwu handprint grew bigger and bigger, facing the attack of the four Iron Xuan Sword Saints head-on.

Click.

I saw that the full moon attack that bore the brunt revealed a spider web of cracks, which were directly smashed by the Xuanwu handprint in a devastating way.

Cao Qiong's sinister smile stiffened on his face, and his eyes were full of horror.

This basalt handprint, which carries the general trend of the world, is a genuine heaven-level martial skill!

The offensive of the three Iron Xuan Sword Saints was instantly disintegrated by the Xuanwu handprint.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!
Faced with the Xuanwu handprint suppression, Cao Qiong was the first to bear the brunt. His figure retreated steadily, spraying a lot of blood in the air. Immediately afterwards, his limbs all creaked, and all his bones shattered.

The three Iron Xuan Sword Saints were not much better, the mysterious weapons in their hands were directly blown away, and they all lost their fighting power just like Cao Qiong.

The basalt handprint that Xiao Ling exhibited was too terrifying, that kind of power that carried the power of heaven and earth, even a Seven Star Martial Saint had to go all out.

"Practice!"

Xiao Ling raised his hand to feint, the blood of Cao Qiong and Tiexuan Sword Master flew over, and immediately he used the bleeding flame to directly refine it, and the blood essence of the four six-star martial saints directly let him Breakthrough to Samsung Martial Saint.

boom!
A three-star martial sage's aura erupted from Xiao Ling's body. Suddenly, the Nirvana Fire Calamity came. Xiao Ling smiled lightly, and with a thought, he immediately suppressed the Nirvana Fire Calamity.

It is said that the Nirvana Fire Calamity is so terrifying, but in Xiao Ling's eyes, suppressing the Nirvana Fire Calamity is as simple as drinking tea and eating.

"He broke through!"

"He broke through and became a three-star warrior at this juncture!"

"How is this possible?"

Seeing Xiao Ling's breakthrough, whether it was Zhong Xu, or Yue Yin and the others, their eyes were full of shock, even the indifferent Mo Zhi shrank his pupils suddenly, and Xiao Ling pushed horizontally with his palm. He defeated the four Tiexuan Sword Saints and also broke through the Three Star Martial Saints. Isn't this breakthrough speed too shocking?
call out!
A figure retreated violently, and that person was Cao Qiong. His face was as pale as paper at the moment, and his breath was extremely sluggish. If Zongyue Guling hadn't protected him, he would have died long ago in the face of the first attack from the Xuanwu handprint .

"Why is Xiao Ling so powerful? Even if it is a martial art of the heaven rank, it is too strong, right?"

It can be said that Cao Qiong's heart was churning like a stormy sea. When he noticed that Xiao Ling had broken through to a three-star warrior, he said in horror: "How is it possible? He even broke through to a three-star warrior! How can you fight like this!"

With the strength of Xiao Ling's two-star peak martial saint, he can push them horizontally with one palm, but now with the strength of a three-star martial saint, they will surely die!
"Patriarch Cao, you are so lucky."

Xiao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and the three Iron Xuan Sword Saints all lost their combat effectiveness, and it was difficult to move when they fell on the ground, but Cao Qiong was able to escape.

"Patriarch Cao, do you think the Zongyue Ancient Order can protect you forever?"

Xiao Ling took a step forward and came towards Cao Qiong. He used Zongyun footwork and came to Cao Qiong's side almost in the blink of an eye.

"My lord! Help me!"

Cao Qiong roared wildly, and his figure rushed violently. At that moment, his whole body was full of blood. In order to escape for his life, he did not hesitate to burn his blood.

"Xiao Ling! I'll meet you!"

Mozhi's eyes were fixed, and he activated his demonic energy. He raised his hand and pointed at it, carrying a deadly air.

"Destroyer Finger!"

This is an advanced earth-level martial skill cultivated by Mozhi, and it has reached great success, and its attack power is infinitely close to that of a heaven-level martial skill. Because of the strength Xiao Ling displayed, he has no choice but to attack with all his strength.

The magic finger of Mieji pierced the sky, like a black practice in the sky. Wherever it passed, the magic energy eroded the space to pieces, and the momentum could be said to be earth-shattering.

"The genius of the Heavenly Demon Sect is really extraordinary!"

Zhong Xu's pupils shrank suddenly, Mozhi's move gave him a deadly breath of death, if he didn't use the ancient order of Tiangang, he would definitely be killed by Mozhi's finger when he encountered this move.

"Finally made a move?"

Xiao Ling's eyes were full of coldness, and with a thought, he immediately took out the Emperor Sword.

When the Emperor Sword appeared, the domineering fluctuations of the ninth-order profound weapon made all the martial artists present shrink their pupils, and their eyes were full of greed. Sooner or later.

"you!"

Mozhi's face was ugly. He originally thought that Xiao Ling would not use a ninth-order profound weapon, but now it seems that he was too wrong. Xiao Ling directly sacrificed a ninth-level profound weapon, and he had almost no chance of winning.

"Emperor's Sea of ​​Swords!"

Xiao Ling crazily urged the vitality to be injected into the Emperor Sword. At the same time, the purple lotus blood fire and the Juehua heart ice were all covered on the emperor sword. Then he raised his hand and waved, countless roads carried the purple lotus blood fire. Like the tide, the lotus flower sword energy, which is in harmony with Juehua Xinbing, soared into the sky and crashed into the Mieji magic finger.

Click.

The Annihilating Magic Finger, carrying the monstrous demonic energy, was covered with spider web-like cracks, bursting open like broken glass, and the emperor's sword sea continued unabated, carrying the monstrous momentum, smashing with all its might. To the magic rule.

"hateful!"

Mozhi's face was extremely ugly, and he immediately took out ten magic beads filled with devilish energy.

These magic orbs are called release magic orbs, which are one-time-use profound weapons and contain a large amount of magic energy. After releasing these magic energy, they can form a magic energy shield, which is enough to resist the attacks of eight-star martial saints.

Mozhi took out ten magic release beads at once, which can be said to have cost a lot of money, mainly because he heard that the Laughing Sect Master had suffered at the hands of the Emperor's Sword, so he didn't dare to be careless.

"Open! Open! Open!"

Mozhi gritted his teeth, and shot out these magic beads, forming a shield of magic energy, floating in front of the emperor's sword sea.

boom!boom!boom!
The emperor's sword slammed into the shield of demonic energy, and there were thunderous loud noises in the sky. Finally, under the gaze of countless eyes, the shield of demonic energy shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hiss!

The emperor's sword sea finally tore through the ten-fold shield of demonic energy, and blasted towards Demon Zhi unabated.

"What! Ten magic release beads can't stop his attack?"

Mozhi was taken aback, and his heart ached to death. He spent a lot of effort to get these ten magic release beads. Now he finally understands that the offensive of the ninth-order profound weapon is very terrifying. What's more, Xiao Ling doesn't seem to hold back .

"no solution anymore."

Looking at the emperor's sword sea that continued to attack, although the power was much weaker than before, Mo Zhi understood that if he resisted, even if he resisted, he would have to pay a huge price.

"go with!"

Mozhi flipped through his hands and took out a pitch-black sculpture. This sculpture was very ferocious, with round eyes and fangs, exuding a strong demonic energy.

call out!
Mozhi's face was full of heartache, and with a wave of his hand, the hideous sculpture roared out, and the monstrous devilish energy formed a monster with a hundred feet of devilish energy.

This is called a monster sculpture. Among the Tianmo sect, there are only a handful of people, and Mozhi finally got this. You know, even the nine masters don't have monster sculptures.

The monster sculpture needs to be continuously cultivated with magic energy. After the accumulation reaches a certain level, the monster released will be stronger than the caster.

Mozhi has been cultivating monster sculptures for a long time, and the strength of the monsters released has reached the eight-star peak martial saint, which is only one step away from the nine-star martial saint.

The monster raised its palm and blasted towards the emperor's sea of ​​swords.

Rumble!
The continuous thunder sounded, and the monster frantically resisted the emperor's sword sea, and the devilish energy on his body became more and more depressed. However, the offensive of the emperor's sword sea gradually weakened under the crazy resistance of the monster.

puff.

After resisting the emperor's sea of ​​swords, Mozhi spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. He looked at the monster sculpture, and saw tiny cracks appeared on the monster sculpture, which made his pupils shrink, and his heart seemed to be beaten by Xiao Ling. Give it a firm grip.

"Xiao Ling, the mountains don't turn around! Next time I will look for you!"

Mozhi looked at Xiao Ling, his eyes were full of resentment, in order to resist the emperor's sword sea, he bled profusely, not to mention losing ten magic beads. His offensive was damaged, and it would take a few years to recover from this kind of damage, so his hatred for Xiao Ling reached the extreme.

call out!
Mo Zhi rushed out, and after uttering these cruel words, he left here in a hurry. With his current strength, it is impossible to deal with Xiao Ling. As long as Xiao Ling uses a ninth-order profound weapon, he is not Xiao Ling at all. His opponent, unless he uses the door order to call all the other door owners together, in this case, he will need a little time.

The martial artists present couldn't help but open their mouths after watching Mo Zhi escape. This is a genius of the Tian Mo Sect, and at this moment, he fled here like a bereaved dog, which really gave them a visual impact.

(End of this chapter)