Chapter 1511 Invincible Son
"My lord! There are three hundred and thirty-seven remaining members of the Black Demon Clan. Capture them all."
Xiong Huan and others walked to the front of the hall and bowed to Ling Xiao.
I saw that at this moment, on the square, the Black Demons were sluggish, with heads raised, lined up in a neat row, kneeling in front of Ling Xiao.
This scene was really shocking.
Especially for the sect forces in Kyushu, it is simply...absurd to watch this race, which is regarded as a god by all ethnic groups in Kyushu, be suppressed so easily and become a prisoner.
even! !
There were only a dozen or so people on Ling Xiao's side, but in just a short moment, they slaughtered hundreds of strong men of the Black Demon Race.
Crushing is not at the same level at all.
"Invincible Xianzi? This is the real contemporary invincible, right?"
"It's not just the contemporary era, even the strong men of the older generation, I'm afraid they won't be the opponent of Young Master Ling Xiao?"
In the ancient forest, countless arrogances from the upper realm sighed deeply, their eyes trembling in shock.
Although, this lower realm is mostly hypocrites.
However, even a hypocrite is simply not something a person of ordinary prestige can compete with.
One punch smashed a strong man of the fourth rank of the holy realm. This kind of combat power is comparable to many clan masters in the upper world, right?
You must know that even if it is the immortal inheritance, the current controller on the surface is only the peak of the holy realm.
Those who have truly stepped into the supreme realm rarely interfere in worldly affairs.
"Starting from the highest level, kill a demon in one day."
Ling Xiao reached out, took out a wine jug from the Qiankun ring, leaned on the golden chair in front of the hall, and sipped the wine.
With Bai Zhixi's talent, if there is even a slight chance, she will be able to escape safely.
After all, luck is there.
The only thing that can trap her is the Holy Spirit Treasure.
Soon, the news that the Black Demons were wiped out by Ling Xiao spread throughout Kyushu.
After the Blood Feather Clan, the real overlords in this lower realm finally fell into the hands of Young Master.
At the same time, Mr. Ling Xiao's gauntlet was also embellished and spread by various righteous people.
The entire Kyushu fell into a strange silence in an instant.
Everyone knew that very soon, there would be a battle that attracted worldwide attention on the Black Demon Sacred Mountain.
Especially in recent days, there has been a lot of rumors about the identity of this black devil son.
Some people say that this holy son is the reincarnation of the ancestor of the black devil, born with supernatural powers.
Some people also said that, in fact, he was the ancestor of the black devil, and he was just reincarnated from the body.
All in all, the strength of this black devil son is very strong, and it is simply not something that people of the same generation can compete with.
As for where he went...
There are also rumors that the Black Demon Son came to Qingluan Academy that day and took away countless pills.
Obviously, he should... have gone to practice in seclusion.
However, it was this kind of anticipation that caused the land of Kyushu, which had been in chaos for several months, to suddenly fall into peace.
It's just that everyone knows that this kind of calm is just the depression before the rainstorm.
Finally, one day, at the border of Zhongzhou, a cloud of demons suddenly gathered, floating thousands of miles away.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the origin of the devil.
There, a young man in black armor came out of the mountain and looked at the central holy mountain calmly.
The news of the Black Demons had already reached his ears.
However, there was no trace of anger on his face, but an unconcealable fighting spirit.
It's back, it's all back! !
This long-lost... tension, anticipation, and passion.
After experiencing the turmoil a hundred thousand years ago, Hei Batian has long been aware of the cruelty of this fairyland.
Today's Dark Demon Clan can hardly be called a foundation for him.
Because, whether it is the ancestors or the contemporary people, they have long lost the true blood of the demons.
Only he, Hei Batian, alone...supports the strength of Hei Mo.
Of course, it didn't mean that he would let go of the boy who slaughtered the Dark Demon.
On the contrary, he will use such a highly anticipated battle to announce his return.
So what if the Manchus were massacred?
After all, as long as he climbs to the top of the sky, these nine days will be... the nine days of the Black Demon.
"Ling Xiao, wait obediently on the holy mountain, and I'll kill you right away."
Hei Batian said indifferently, the coercion of the fourth rank of the holy realm surged through the world, attracting thousands of visions.
Faintly, there seems to be a phantom standing in the sky, magnificent and majestic, arbitrarily ruling this world.
Different from the holy realm in the lower realm, Hei Batian's holy calamity was spent in the upper realm of Qingcang 100,000 years ago.
There are fourteen holy patterns in his holy pattern. Looking at the world, he can be called invincible!
On the Black Demon Sacred Mountain, Ling Xiao sipped the immortal wine, leisurely and recklessly, without a trace of panic at all.
Whether it is an ancient freak or the heir of the God Queen, there is no deterrent to him at all.
His talent is unique from ancient times.
No matter what era the evildoers are, they are not worth mentioning in front of Ling Xiao.
"Ling Xiao!! You will regret it, I, the Black Demon Son, will definitely kill all of you hypocritical human races!!"
In front of the main hall, the black devil patriarch clenched his teeth, looking ashamed and angry.
At this time, his spiritual power has been sealed, and it is really difficult to die.
He hadn't experienced this kind of humiliation for a long time.
However, no matter how strong and domineering Ling Xiao is, in the eyes of the Black Demons, the Holy Son is an invincible existence.
He will surely bear the dignity of the Black Demon Race, break through the shackles, and be the god of war to defeat the immortals, let alone... the humble human race.
"It's been a day."
Ling Xiao said indifferently, and Xiong Huan, who was behind the black demon patriarch, directly stretched out his palm and punched him on the head.
"Puchi!"
Immediately, blood splattered everywhere, and the majestic ancestor of the black demon, a ninth-rank saint, was beaten to death with such a humiliating gesture! !
There was an uproar under the holy mountain.
And the news of Hei Batian's appearance quickly spread here.
Moreover, his arrogance seems to be on par with Ling Xiao.
I'm getting more and more excited. The upper and lower worlds, the top monster duel, is really exciting.
finally! !
Just as everyone was waiting, suddenly there was a ray of divine splendor piercing the sky above the holy mountain.
The majestic power is mighty, and the dark and gloomy demonic energy envelopes the sun and the moon.
And amidst the layers of devilish energy, a mighty and tall figure stood with his hands behind his back.
His body was intertwined with avenue runes, his eyes revealed endless fighting intent, and the magic lines evolved, flowing with an incomparable luster.
The breath alone has already made countless creatures down the mountain feel shuddering, with an indescribable fear.
holy place! !
Moreover, the holy power on Hei Batian's body is actually more terrifying than that ancestor of the ninth rank of the Holy Realm, the Black Demon! !
It's like a sea of demons, with endless layers and turbulent waves.
"Hei Batian is here!!"
"Holy Son!! Holy Son, save me!!!"
The entire Black Devil Sacred Mountain was completely boiling.
The Black Demon clansman, who was originally dull-eyed, suddenly glowed with glory, raised his head and roared, his eyes were full of excitement.
In their view, with the coming of the Son, this disaster will be exposed safely.
Because, Holy Son, invincible! !