Chapter 1812 Directly Crushed

"Pfft!"

On Lingshan, Xiao Po gave a "puchi" and burst out laughing.

He has followed Ling Xiao in these years, and he has indeed seen many kings.

But it was the first time he had seen someone so clear-headed and refined like this Garuda.

"Ahem!"

However, seeing the heavy faces of the people in the mountain at this time, Xiao Poon suddenly coughed twice, looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

You know, before Ling Xiao appeared, the human race had always lived under the shadow of the five royal families.

These survivors are scattered throughout the ancient world, taking pleasure in killing human races.

Except for the occasional top monsters of the human race who can kill a few survivors, the remaining ordinary clan disciples are only eligible to flee when they meet the survivors.

although! !

Just now, the son of Emperor Lingxiao showed his supernatural power and killed dozens of survivors almost effortlessly.

However, the one who appeared on the sky at this time was clearly the real leader of the royal family.

The emperor and him should be at the same level, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

"Right to die?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, looking at the figure standing upright in the sky, his eyes were extremely cold.

He could feel that the figure descending in front of him was just a ray of spirit manifested, not the real Little Wing King.

Even so, his realm has still reached the supreme level, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary Tianjiao.

"Human Race, it seems that you still don't understand what kind of situation you have fallen into."

Little Wing King nodded lightly, with a calm expression, the next moment, he pointed out, destroying mountains and seas.

I saw a 100-foot fingerprint falling from the sky, piercing a hole in the void.

The celestial brilliance is surging, and the divine power is peerless.

The world seems to be completely subverted, yin and yang are in chaos, and the universe is reversed.

And that fingerprint, like a falling meteorite, dragged a long space crack, covering Ling Xiao and the hundreds of miles around him.

Before the finger fell, the entire Lingshan had already buzzed and shattered.

The eyes of Tianjiao of all races were terrified, and they wanted to dodge, but they were so shocked by the momentum that they couldn't even take a step.

terrible! !

This kind of divine power does not seem to be possessed by a contemporary person at all! !

However, what is surprising is that at this time Ling Xiao is still standing where he is, and has never displayed a trace of spiritual power offensive.

But at the moment when the fingerprint was about to fall, a cold voice resounded quietly.

"broken!!"

In just a moment, the world is turned upside down! !

The void seemed to explode, and the heavens were filled with immeasurable divine light, and a long river of time spread across, separating the heavens and the earth.

But the mighty and mighty fingerprints suddenly stagnated a few feet above Ling Xiao's head, and it was difficult to leave even the slightest drop.

"Crack!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a clear and crisp breaking sound, and the hundred-foot-foot fingerprints were directly shattered from it.

only! !

Just when everyone's expressions were shocked and their eyes trembled, they heard another exclamation from the crowd, "Quick... look at that birdman..."

Hearing this, everyone raised their heads blankly and looked at Little Wing King.

But at this time, the body of this mighty little king of the bereaved family is also covered with layers of cracks.

A ray of dark ancient flame was flowing out from inside his body.

even! !

Even though they were separated by an extremely long distance, all the arrogances of the holy realm could feel a tingling heat at this time.

It's as if, with their cultivation base, as long as they are contaminated with a trace, they will be completely burned into nothingness.

"What... when..."

On Lingshan, Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

But Little Wing King's face showed a ray of surprise, he nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he stretched out two fingers, pointed to his eyes, then pointed to Ling Xiao, and said in a low tone, "Human Race, I remember you! Soon, we will meet again."

"Buzz!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure shattered and split apart, turning into wisps of soul light and dissipating away.

But Ling Xiao shook his head, raised his feet and walked towards the depths of Lingshan.

Seeing this scene, a group of clan's arrogance pondered for a moment, but in the end they didn't want to miss the good fortune that had arrived in front of them, and followed Ling Xiao closely, stepping into Lingshan.

"Go... go?"

Above the void, Ye Qiong swallowed hard, his face pale.

Broken! !

As strong as Little Wing King, the peerless evildoer who overwhelmed the contemporary world was shattered in front of that human emperor.

More importantly, from the beginning to the end, he didn't find out when Ling Xiao made the move.

"Gulu."

Ye Qiong's feet were soft and he almost fell from the sky.

But when he turned around and was about to flee into the sky, he saw two figures standing quietly in front of him, with sinister smiles on their faces.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"you!"

Ning Wuchuan grinned, the formation lines in his eyes flickered, and it directly turned into a sky-reaching formation, covering his figure within it.

"Buzz!"

Thousands of miles in the void, the situation rises again.

But Ling Xiao's figure had already stepped on the top of the mountain and appeared in front of the ancient temple.

Behind him, a group of clan's arrogance stood quietly, not daring to go beyond half a step.

"Senior Sister Li, the fluctuations in this hall are a bit weird. I'm afraid there is an ancient restriction. If you want to go in, follow me, but other school disciples, it's better to stay outside."

Ling Xiao frowned, glanced at the depths of the ancient temple, and suddenly turned to Li Zhichu who was behind him.

"Ah? Ah! Dizi...I listen to you..."

"Senior Sister Li, you and I are old friends, such a relationship is out of the ordinary."

Ling Xiao smiled, and lightly waved his palm, turning into a soft light, and dragged Li Zhichu to his side.

Behind the two, a group of disciples from the school bowed and retreated to a distance without taking a step forward.

With Ling Xiao's behavior, since the road ahead is dangerous, it must mean real danger.

And once they break in rashly, they are likely to escape death.

"Let's go."

As for the others, Ling Xiao didn't bother to pay attention at all, pushed open the door of the palace, and walked into it with Li Zhichu.

It wasn't until the figures of the two disappeared that everyone on the top of the mountain looked at each other in blank dismay, seemingly pondering.

But after all, for them, this Lingshan Great Hall is their last opportunity to get good luck.

Once you miss it, it may be difficult to gain anything from this trip to the ancient world.

As for the danger, since it is on this journey, there should be nothing to be afraid of.

"Whizzing!"

Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, one after another silhouettes stepped in one after another and disappeared into the stone hall.

Soon, there were only a few disciples left on the mountain peak.

The figures of Xiao Poor and Ning Wuchuan also came from the foot of the mountain and appeared in front of the main hall.

"Um?"

And looking at the school disciples in front of him, Xiao Po frowned slightly, as if he had guessed, "You guys had better not wait here, with the emperor here, Junior Sister Li is absolutely not in danger, but if the three bereaved clans fall here, I'm afraid It will soon attract a real strong man."

"this…"

Several school disciples looked at each other, and bowed to Xiao Poor again, "Thank you Patriarch Xiao."

And as Xiao Poor and Ning Wuchuan walked into the stone palace, Lingshan, which was originally bustling and bustling, fell into dead silence again.

Only the undried blood and the scattered corpses at the foot of the mountain seemed to remind passers-by that a shocking battle had taken place here!