Supreme Killer

Chapter 1526: Catching Up

Chapter 1526: Catching Up

Outside, Xiao Jin quickly fled with the soul sculpture on his back, while Nangong Xiaoxiao, Ling Feng and Zhuo Tianhong stood by his side, anxious expressions appeared on their faces.

It's not that they are pretending, but they are worried about whether Xiao Fan can break through to the God of War realm.

A day has passed, but Xiao Fan has not yet appeared. If Xiao Fan fails to break through the God of War Realm, it will only be more difficult to break into the God of War Realm again in the future.

As time passed, Xiaojin's speed also slowed down a lot, and Xiaojin and the others consumed too much soul power after traveling for a long time.

Ling Feng and the others could feel that the alien monks following them were getting closer.

"Third, come out quickly, don't play heartbeat with us." Nangong Xiaoxiao muttered softly.

If Ming Luo and the others really catch up, they may not necessarily be opponents based on the strength of the four of them.

Of course, what Nangong Xiaoxiao was most worried about was Xiao Fan. He kept praying in his heart, hoping that Xiao Fan could successfully break through the God of War realm.

"careful!"

Suddenly, Zhuo Tianhong yelled, raised his hand, and a palm shot out, which collided with a light and shadow that suddenly rushed out in front of him.

With a bang, a violent wave of energy surged in the void, causing the void to vibrate violently.

Ling Feng, Nangong Xiaoxiao and Xiao Jin also reacted very quickly, and quickly hid aside. Immediately afterwards, several powerful auras enveloped them, and the air became frozen.

"You guys are running away!" A sneer sounded, but he saw several figures rushing towards the front suddenly, and the leader was none other than Ming Luo, the son of a foreign god.

Ling Feng and the others glanced at Ming Luo, and then looked behind them. They had no idea when Ming Luo appeared in front of them.

You know, they have been paying attention to the alien monks chasing and killing them from behind. If someone can sneak past them, it is absolutely impossible to escape their capture.

However, Ming Luo did it, not to mention anything else, even this weird ability couldn't help but be ignored by them.

"Are you okay?" Ling Feng looked at Zhuo Tianhong and said, only to see blood was flowing from Zhuo Tianhong's palm, and the blood had begun to turn black.

He has seen Zhuotianhong's strength before, and he is definitely the best among the same rank, but he was injured when he blocked Ming Luo's blow just now.

They didn't know that Ming Luo was really as Xiao Fan said, with unfathomable strength.

"No problem." Zhuo Tianhong frowned, staring at Ming Luo with icy eyes, and said coldly: "Tai Ming Sword Art, who are you from Ming Nightmare?"

"Oh? You actually know my ancestor?" Ming Luo looked at Zhuo Tianhong in surprise, his ancestor had not been born for many years, and there should be very few people in this world who knew him.

At least, in Ming Luo's memory, in this world, perhaps only those who have lived for more than five thousand years are qualified to know his ancestors.

Thinking of this, Ming Luo's eyes looking at Zhuo Tianhong also became slightly dignified. This guy is definitely an old monster who has lived for more than thousands of years.

"More than just acquaintances? If I see him, I will take off his head and kick it like a ball!" Zhuo Tianhong said angrily, his eyes were red, and his murderous intent was aroused.

Others don't know, but Zhuo Tianhong knows that the culprit who brought him to the Soul Continent back then was Ming Luo's ancestor Ming Yan.

Zhuo Tianhong was sealed and endured ten thousand years of pain and loneliness. He wanted to kill Ming Yan more than he wanted to cut him into pieces and refine his soul for thousands of years.

"Hmph, the little God of War realm dares to speak nonsense in the early stage, I will kill you!" Ming Luo snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the others rushed forward without hesitation.

There were not many people who caught up, only about twenty people, but among them there were about ten people in the God of War state, and they all protected Mingluo's safety.

There was even a strong man in the mid-stage of the God of War Realm among them, and the explosive momentum was extremely terrifying.

"You protect the young master, leave it to me!" Zhuotianhong roared, and instantly transformed into a real body, with tentacles rolling out backwards, flashing past a dozen people, bringing up a large bloody mist.

Being ignored by a junior, Zhuo Tianhong was also completely angry. To deal with the enemy, he can now unscrupulously display his strange ability.

"Zhuoming Tianwei?" The people on Ming Luo's side screamed, looking at Zhuo Tianhong with fear.

Chaotic life Tianwei, that can devour life essence and blood energy, as long as the fate is not stronger than him, most people are not his opponents.

"Leave him to me, and you deal with the rest." Ming Luo looked gloomy, staring at Zhuo Tianhong coldly and said: "I heard that the ancestor said you, you are the octopus monster from ten thousand years ago! I didn't expect you to be alive! "

"That old thing Mingyan, I'm going to kill him sooner or later." Zhuotianhong said grimly.

However, he also had to admit that Ming Luo's strength was really extraordinary. With a black sword in his hand, he was able to fight evenly with him, and he couldn't care about Xiao Jin and the others at all.

Moreover, what surprised him even more was that his ability could not take away Ming Luo's blood energy and longevity.

"No wonder you have the guts to fight me. It turns out that fate is so tough." Zhuo Tianhong snorted coldly. Although his ability is useless to Ming Luo, as long as he is not a person blessed by God, he has no fear.

The tentacles collided with the long sword, and there was a sharp sound of metal friction, and sparks shot out in the void.

After returning to the god-level cultivation base, Zhuo Tianhong is much stronger than when he was at the ninth level.

In the distance, Ling Feng fought alone against the mid-stage God of War powerhouse, and couldn't hold on for a while. Although Ling Feng's strength was good, he had just broken through the God of War state and was still unable to adapt to his own strength.

If it was Xiao Fan, it would be different. Xiao Fan has practiced so far and has fought countless battles, big and small.

Especially after more than three years of fighting in the time and space of ten thousand years ago, if we only talk about combat experience, there are really few people in the same level who are Xiao Fan's opponents.

"Xiao Jin, do you have confidence?" Nangong Xiaoxiao held the Zhan Tianji and looked at the dozen or so foreign monks in front of her, and couldn't help swallowing.

Among them, there are as many as a dozen in the God of War realm, and the others are also at the peak of the Saint of War realm. He and Xiao Jin are both at the peak of the Saint of War realm.

Let him play one-on-one, Nangong Xiaoxiao naturally has nothing to fear, one-on-two is no problem, even one-on-three will only be a little stressful.

However, it is absolutely impossible for him to play one against four, or even one against ten.

Not to mention him, even Xiao Fan who is at the peak of the Battle Saint Realm, if he wants to play one against ten, he will probably be under a lot of pressure.

"Roar~" Xiao Jin roared, and suddenly, the soul sculpture on his back also stood up, and Xiao Jin even turned into a size of thirty or forty feet, and directly patted it with a paw.

Regardless of whether it is an opponent or not, anyway, let's talk about it after fighting first. It doesn't need to protect Xiao Fan's safety, so it will be unscrupulous.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and a black sharp light was seen across the sky, directly piercing the soul carving's chest, and standing in front of the soul carving was a figure, it was Ming Luo.

"How could it be?" Zhuotianhong was dumbfounded. He was clinging to Ming Luo just now, but Ming Luo disappeared from his sight in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of the soul sculpture.

This ability is too terrifying. If the soul sculpture is really Xiao Fan, wouldn't it be possible for him to die.

"You're not him!" Ming Luo frowned as he looked at the soul sculpture that was exactly the same as Xiao Fan.

"Are you looking for me?" At this moment, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind Ming Luo.

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