Chapter 1793 Death Comes

"Ah? Dizi, don't!! I don't dare anymore!!"

"Emperor, spare your life! I didn't humiliate the Ling clan, I didn't, I just came to watch the fun!"

On the ancient mountain, ghosts, foxes and wolves howled.

I saw that the clan's Tianjiao, who was high in the eyes of the world, fell to their knees and cried bitterly.

Before the arrival of the Witch Wing Clan, they really wanted to kill the two demon guards, and wanted to enter the secret storehouse and seize the good fortune in it.

However, with the arrival of the Yi Clan, these people quickly changed their attitudes and tried to get the protection of the Ling Clan.

Until the arrival of Ling Xiao, everyone thought that this turmoil was completely over.

It's a pity that they seem to have forgotten that this emperor who has always been kind, kind, and righteous has always been a decisive person.

"Buzz!"

With Ling Xiao's palm falling, thousands of miles of void were shattered.

I saw one after another space ripples rushing open, which was shocking.

And these clan arrogances who were only cultivated in the honorable and holy realms had no time to struggle, and were smashed into mud by this palm.

"Gulu."

Seeing this scene, the eyes of Yi Yan who collapsed on the ground suddenly went dark, and he almost passed out.

At this time, he seemed to be a little convinced. With Ling Xiao's temperament, it seemed that he was not just talking about destroying the Witch Wing Clan.

Damn it! !

Yi Yan struggled with his arms, trying to take out the sound transmission divine feather.

You know, since Ling Xiao can smash him so easily, even if the young masters of Mo Peng and Bone Carving come together, it is impossible for him to be his opponent.

In this way, I am afraid that only Little Wing King has the strength to crush him.

horrible! !

A young man of the human race is as powerful as the five little kings of the Yuanyuan Ancient Realm! !

However, before Yiyan could take out his divine feather, Ling Xiao's figure had already descended from the sky, and his foot fell down, easily crushing his entire arm.

"ah!!"

At this moment, the physical pain was no longer enough to scare Yi Yan.

What he was really afraid of was the mentality of the young man in front of him.

This kind of killing power, even King Little Wing can't match, the human race... When did such a terrifying person appear.

"Buzz!"

Just as Yiyan was trembling in despair, piercing buzzing sounds suddenly came from the distant sky.

Immediately afterwards, figures emerged from the void, with playful smiles on their faces.

"Hey, Yi Yan, you have been beaten, you have obviously been deposed."

"Hahahaha, Peng Pai, this is your fault. Young Master Yiyan is the number one general under King Xiaoyi's command. How can you humiliate him?"

Above the sky, two gloomy young men dressed in black teased each other, not at all concerned about the increasingly desperate look on Yi Yan's face.

That's right, although the three races are all vassal races of the Nightwing Clan, the Witch Wing Clan is somewhat related to the Nightwing Clan in terms of blood.

Therefore, Yi Yan has always regarded himself as the number one dog leg. Although he is the weakest among the three, he often orders Peng Pai and Diao Zhatian.

This point has long disgusted the two of them. Now that they heard Yi Yan asking for help, they had no choice but to come, but... don't delay their taunting.

"It's you who destroyed Wing Rock?"

In the end, the two of them set their eyes on Ling Xiao, and the sarcasm on their faces froze inexplicably.

Although, at this time, there was no spiritual power fluctuation on the young man, and there were only a few people standing behind him.

But for some reason, both of them felt a trace of uneasiness in their hearts at the same time.

Especially the bloody smell on Ling Xiao's body was more like a deterrent.

Could it be that the countless corpses on this ancient mountain were all killed by him alone?

"I am Diao Zhatian, the young master of the Bone Carving Clan, boy, if you are sensible, get lost."

It has to be said that the two young masters of the survivors still have some discernment.

Since Ling Xiao dared to wait here, he must have something to rely on.

And they were only ordered to harvest the heads, to accumulate meritorious service for King Little Wing, there was no need to conflict with these top evildoers of the human race.

Use your brain.

In the ancient world of Huangyuan, there were five little kings who crushed the contemporary world, but with the aura and orthodoxy of the Qingcang world, how could there be no people with destiny?

"Buzz!"

only! !

The moment Diao Zhatian finished speaking, he saw the young man on the mountain suddenly holding the ancient blade tightly and stepping towards them.

"Huh? I don't know how to live or die!!"

The young masters of the two survivors looked at each other, waved their palms at the same time, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the mighty majesty soared up, and behind Diao Zhatian, a pair of bone wings stretched out, and his hands cut down like sharp knives.

And Peng Pai's body is also surrounded by golden light, and his whole body seems to be made of fairy gold, revealing a sense of indestructibility.

Behind the two, dozens of aristocrats from the bereaved clan shot at the same time, one after another divine power gathered like a torrent, gathering the demon seals of the palms of the gods, axes, halberds, knives and forks, and fell down.

Seeing this scene, there was no wave on Ling Xiao's face, he cut down with the magic knife in his hand, and saw a purple-gold divine thunder immediately sent down, shaking the sky.

Faintly, in the place where the god thunder passed, there seemed to be a big monster roaring, and the fairy god bowed his head, the mystery was endless.

"Crack!!"

The moment the two attacks collided, the entire ancient mountain collapsed directly.

Numerous cracks run through the sky, pitch black

Profound, as if breaking through the barriers of the realm.

However, before everyone was shocked, the Purple Gold Divine Thunder had annihilated all spiritual brilliance and came towards the Tianjiao of the survivors.

"not good!!"

Diao Zhatian and Peng Pai's expressions changed at the same time, their wings fluttered, and they retreated hastily.

And the rest of the dozens of survivors were instantly annihilated by the divine thunder, leaving no bones left.

"Gulu!"

At this moment, Diao Zhatian and Diao Zhatian finally understood how Yiyan was smashed to pieces.

This young man probably already has the strength comparable to Little Wing King! !

You know, in the ancient world of Huangyuan, there were hundreds of survivors and thousands of arrogance, but only five contemporary people dared to proclaim themselves kings.

These five people, all of them stepped into the Supreme Realm with their supreme spirit, and their bloodline and combat strength are far from comparable to those in the same realm.

Damn it, this bastard Yiyan is simply asking them to come to die.

"Walk!!"

Diao Zhatian snorted coldly, didn't dare to hesitate at all, turned around and wanted to leave.

However, before he could step forward, the whole world suddenly fell into endless darkness.

A blood moon hangs obliquely in the sky, revealing the vastness and desolation of the ages.

"This is…"

The eyes of the two of them wavered, and their bodies were cold.

At this moment, they could see that under the blood moon, there seemed to be a figure standing upright, surrounded by magic lines, like an ancient god and demon, looking at them with pity.

Can! !

What is frightening is that in his eyes, there is a clear and pure fairy spirit, aloof and indifferent to everything.

How can it be? !

How could it be possible for a human youth to have both immortals and demons in his body at the same time?

"die!"

Ling Xiao spat out a word, and suddenly, the whole world began to shatter and shatter.

Time does not exist, ten thousand ways disappear, just like destroying the world!