Chapter 1216 Who Is It?

"Buzz!"

Between heaven and earth, the sound of sword chant suddenly resounded.

Above the void, Ling Xiao held the sword in one hand and put the other behind his back.

The black clothes are peerless, and they are like immortals.

At this moment, there was no trace of expression on his face, it was cold and calm, as gentle as jade.

Even though the thousands of spirit shadows had arrived in front of him, they remained calm and unmoved.

Then, I saw the long sword in his hand raised and cut down lightly.

Around him, endless sword brilliance began to bloom, and the golden lotus of the Dao opened and closed layer by layer.

Suddenly, in the phantom wall, a cold wind blew up, biting like winter.

The whole world seemed to freeze for a moment, and even the ghosts on the other eight battle paths stopped at this moment.

Everything is silent, the loud voice is silent.

"Zheng!!"

Immediately afterwards, an astonishing sword intent floated out of the air, and there seemed to be a fairy light shining on Ling Xiao's body, and the whole arm holding the sword turned into jade color at this time, revealing the supreme divinity.

In the void, suddenly there was a sea of ​​blood floating and sinking, and corpses piled up.

Everyone saw only a ray of brilliance passing away leisurely, with three thousand sword intents, covering all the thousand spirit shadows with an unrivaled momentum.

"woo woo woo woo!"

The strange sobbing sound seemed to resound through eternity.

In front of everyone's eyes, a fairy figure appeared floating in the air, densely packed, converging into a long river of time, from rising to annihilation.

And that kind of emotion full of resentment, anger and unwillingness inexplicably imprisoned the world and turned it into a catastrophe.

Unparalleled grievances!

This style was originally created by the Heavenly Demon when he slaughtered and rebelled. It killed thousands of creatures with a single knife, and it is also the strongest knife style that Ling Xiao controls now.

Although at this time, he cut out this stance with three thousand shackles, which is somewhat less powerful, but... how can a group of spiritual shadows without wisdom, even if they retain a little bit of power in life, be able to resist this saber stance The ancient resentment in it.

"Buzz!"

The sword radiance pierces through the underworld, like the first ray of extinguished celestial radiance in the depths of the primordial world, cutting off all the six realms of heaven, earth, yin and yang, and universe.

What was shattered together was the fearless Qiandao Lingying who was still rushing towards Ling Xiao.

Unlimited slaughter! !

"Boom!"

The thunderous sound of the Great Dao spread through the Nine Heavens, but what shocked people was not the scene of the sword beating thousands of spirits, but the calm and elegant figure in the void with the sword behind its back.

There was still no wave on his face.

The black clothes fluttered and the black hair was tied into a crown, which was a kind of immortality beyond the world.

In front of him, layers of spiritual shadows shattered silently, evolving into ten thousand zhang spiritual brilliance, covering the sky and the sun.

In the space cut by the sword intent, infinite visions emerged one after another.

There are divine mountains collapsing, vicissitudes of life, great stars falling from the sky, and immortals beheading.

Faintly, it seems to be a picture scroll of epoch reincarnation, stretching slowly, and dissipating silently.

until! !

The last spiritual shadow on the battle path shattered quietly, and the spiritual origin and dao rhyme scattered in the void suddenly turned into a beam of divine light, covering Ling Xiao's figure.

I saw that at this moment, there was a multi-colored glow around the young man's body, which set off that flawless beauty, making it more and more handsome, which fascinated people.

"Is this...the true fairy's appearance in the legend?"

Even if the legend of the real fairy is known to everyone in the world, no one has ever witnessed the demeanor of the real fairy with their own eyes.

Ever since the world lord crushed Qingcang with the help of the ancient fairy clock, all sects have forbeared and gained momentum, and there has been no turmoil for a hundred thousand years.

But at this time, looking at the young man in the void, everyone could only feel awe in their hearts. Even people with destiny like Yang Yuan and Lu Ming felt deeply powerless, and they didn't even dare to have any ambition to fight for the front.

only! !

Just when everyone was shocked and their eyes were frightened, Ling Xiao's face did not relax at all, but became more solemn.

He lowered his head and looked at the peak of the battle path, with seriousness in his eyes for the first time.

At this moment, he could see that the only figure on the battlefield had slowly opened his eyes.

What was different from the other spirit shadows was that this pair of eyes contained a ray of extreme fighting intent.

"Jun Hanche."

Even though Ling Xiao had guessed his identity a long time ago, he was still surprised by the fighting spirit emanating from this person.

It was a terrifying battle against the immortality of heaven and earth, and he stood there like an ancient god of war, giving people inexplicable oppression.

And this is just a picture, or in other words, transformed by a ray of consciousness.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and his heart became more and more curious about the identity of the number one ancient stele.

Who is he?

Why didn't even the Holy Realm of the Ling clan whose soul memory was devoured by him, never know this name?

Mysterious, powerful, and inexplicable, Ling Xiao felt an unprecedented pressure.

Even if the current him is enough to look down on Qing Cang's peers, even the masters of those immortal forces may not be unable to contend with Ling Xiao's current methods.

However, this battle shadow gave him a kind of... faint oppression, like an old enemy.

Does not enter the sequence, does not leave a reputation, but overwhelms all arrogance, arbitrarily arbitrarily judging the past and the present.

For a moment, Ling Xiao also wondered if this person might be related to the World Lord?

After all, a monster who can suppress Gu Chaoci in terms of talent must be a truly terrifying existence in this world.

But, as the world lord, why did he leave his name here?

At the moment when Ling Xiao frowned and thought, at the peak of the battle, suddenly there was an ancient dominance soaring into the sky.

It was a kind of supreme dominance that dominated the world, and even Ling Xiao felt a little insignificant in front of this momentum.

This kind of feeling is really rare for the latter. After all, from the upper realm of Lingxiao, it is almost pushing the world horizontally, and no one in the same realm can hurt him in the slightest.

Even Xue Xiyan, the young master of the Boundary Master Hall and the contemporary sequence, would not be Ling Xiao's opponent at all if he hadn't been protected by the immortal and demon ancient clock.

However, this spirit shadow, just a spirit shadow, made him feel the pressure!

"boom!"

Before Ling Xiao could react, he saw a gleam in front of his eyes, and the spirit figure had flitted out like a ghost, pierced the sky in an instant, and appeared in front of him.

For a moment, the space froze, and time did not move forward.

There was no more sound in Ling Xiao's ears, only the ear-piercing scream from the space suppression.

At this time, he could see that the eye masks of the spirit shadow were extremely deep and indifferent, like the Nine Heavens Cold River, exuding the ultimate indifference.

Around him, a strange aura of desolation circulated, transforming itself into heaven and earth, covering all the land with a radius of hundreds of feet.

Under this breath, even Ling Xiao felt that the blood in his body seemed to be drying up.

"Who are you?"

Ling Xiao said indifferently, the celestial brilliance outside him surged, and spiritual fire and thunder rose alternately.

The power of the vast stars spread out, and the rich breath of vitality climbed to the top, trying to block that strange breath.

The entire space shook violently, crashing like ice crystals, shattering into pieces.

Two invincible youths shot at the same time, even this phantom wall space seemed unable to bear the pressure, shaking and screaming, and might collapse at any time.

"boom!!"