Great Emperor Myriad

Boom!

Xia Huang is fighting fiercely with the army of ghost slaves, while Ling Juechen and Chunyang are trapped by Huangquan Dahe, desperately trying to break free from the shackles of the big formation, they have seen Mo Wuji and others encircle Lingxiao. When he got up, there was an extremely anxious look in his eyes.

However, the Huangquan Rising Dragon Formation was not broken, and the three of them were unable to break free from the shackles of the great formation for a while.

"Ling Xiao, you are really alert! But I really regret it. I should get rid of you earlier, otherwise I won't let you ruin my major affairs!"

Mo Wuji's eyes were cold, as if a ghost fire was beating. He really regretted it. At the beginning, Ling Xiao was just a cultivation base of the Spirit Realm. As a result, after repeated pursuits by the underworld, not only did he not die, but he became stronger and stronger. .

Especially in the Eight Desolate Secret Realm, Mo Wuji had already overestimated Ling Xiao enough and sent two top gold medal assassins, but still did not kill Ling Xiao.

If Ling Xiao had died long ago, it would be impossible to ruin his major event today.

"The netherworld is a group of mice living in a stinking ditch. They only dare to act in the dark, but today, let the netherworld completely disappear from the world!"

Ling Xiao stared at Mo Wuji and said lightly.

"Let the underworld disappear? Hahaha...what a big tone!"

Mo Wuji laughed, his eyes full of mockery, "Ling Xiao, the power of the underworld is beyond your imagination, but you can't see it either. Today you are destined to die!"

"Go on, kill him!"

Mo Wuji's eyes were cold, and he dared not waste time, shouting sharply.

The group of people in black robes behind Mo Wuji, the weakest are the gold medal assassins of the Grandmaster realm. There are even a dozen or so assassins of the Celestial Realm, and they are considered a powerful force in the entire capital city. .

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, dozens of black-robed assassins flashed murderously in their eyes, and turned towards Ling Xiao.

This is the foundation of the underworld!

Ling Xiao believed that these dozens of black-robed assassins shot at the same time, even if they faced Xia Huang, Ling Juechen, and True Yang, they would have the power to fight.

Ling Xiao is indeed no opponent.

But unfortunately, here is the Great Wild Dragon Vein.

Rumble!

There was thunder and thunder in the void, and the earth rumbling, Ling Xiao stood in the void, looking at the assassin who rushed towards him, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a flicker of sharp edge.

"Dragon Vein Spirit, wake up!"

Ling Xiao used the power of the primordial spirit to communicate with the yellow dragon above the void. Suddenly, a terrifying dragon's might spread, and the dragon's voice rushed into the sky, shaking the sky, and it contained a kind of freedom and joy to break through the shackles. With rage and murder.

Click!

The earth suddenly cracked, and the yellow dragon above the nine heavens slowly faded, but out of the earth, a mysterious yellow dragon came out from the sky, hovering around the sky, emitting a wave The fluctuation of joy and intimacy.

The Seven-Star Death Spike originally lacks the most critical Tianshu Death Spike, and Ling Xiao has removed the five Death Spikes, and the last one cannot continue to restrain the spirit of the dragon veins. In addition, Ling Xiao communicates with secret methods. The spirit of dragon veins awakened instantly.

The dragon veins of the Eight Desolate Regions were originally laid down by Ling Xiao and Jinse. Feeling Ling Xiao's familiar primordial spirit wave, the spirit of the dragon veins seemed very excited.

How terrifying and majestic is the power of the Great Wild Dragon Vessel?Containing the purest dragon veins and earth qi, it instantly melted into Ling Xiao's body, causing his power to rise rapidly, and a terrifying aura spread out.

"No good, withdraw quickly!"

Mo Wuji's expression changed drastically, with an unbelievable expression in his eyes. He couldn't figure out how Ling Xiao could communicate with the dragon vein spirit?The last Tianxuan soul nail is still at his feet, how can the spirit of the dragon vein break free?

However, it was too late.

Ling Xiao's eyes were cold, the Heaven-Swallowing Sword in his hand bloomed with unparalleled sharpness, and the four divine lights of ground, water, wind and fire rose up into the sky, gathering in the void, as if it turned into a huge sword gang, unmatched and shattered. all.

Four elephants hit the sky!

The Heaven Swallowing Sword gathers the power of the dragon veins, and the huge sword gang in the void falls, containing a power that makes Xia Huang and the others frightened. Although those black robe assassins are strong, how can they resist the crush of this power?

boom!

Dozens of black-robed assassins exploded in the void in an instant, swept by that terrifying sword light, and exploded into a bloody mist. There was no bones left, and there was no time to shout.

And in Ling Xiao's palm, there was a golden lotus in full bloom, emitting a mysterious light, a slight curl in the void, and dozens of black souls were collected.

This is also the magical effect of the Sky-Swallowing Golden Lotus, which can not only swallow the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, but also the soul of all souls, so powerful.

Lingxiao stood tall in the nine heavens, the profound yellow dragon veins coiled, and the Heaven-Swallowing Sword in his hand exuded a peerless edge. His black hair was flying, and his white clothes were better than snow.

Ling Xiao's gaze fell on Mo Wuji's pale face, indifferently indifferent, like a dragon overlooking the ants.

"how can that be?"

There was a huge wave in Mo Wuji's heart, his eyes showed an incredible expression, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

But the next moment, he shuddered all over, feeling a fatal crisis approaching, and didn't even want to escape into the distance.

Ling Xiao would never let him go, and with his current cultivation base combat power, he could not be Ling Xiao's opponent at all!

"Mo Wuji, go to hell!"

Ling Xiao said lightly, and the Heaven-Swallowing Sword slowly raised, that power seemed to explode in Ling Xiao's body, giving him a feeling of venting.

In today's Lingxiao, the spirit of the dragon veins is not as terrifying as the power of mobilizing the great formation of the Eight Desolations in the Eight Desolation Secret Realm, but it is not something that ordinary people can resist, even if it is a powerful person in the Prince Realm, Ling Xiao dare to fight!

This is also the reason why Ling Xiao had the confidence to call Ban Heqing and Xu Liangcheng before, because in the capital city, he can mobilize the power of the great wild dragon veins at any time. As long as his body is strong enough, he can burst out with the power to destroy the world. !

Buzz!

Mo Wuji's face was pale, his eyes were full of unwillingness, a light flashed in his hand, and a purple ancient jade appeared, which was suddenly crushed by him.

Boom!

A mysterious force rolled Mo Wuji up, as if to disappear into the void.

"It turned out to be a one-time mover? Where to go!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he recognized it in an instant. The ancient jade in Mo Wuji's hand should be a one-off Taoist artifact, which can instantly move him thousands of miles away, which is very precious.

This was also anxious by Ling Xiao and had to come up with this kind of treasure.

However, now that this void is under Ling Xiao's control, how could Mo Wuji escape from under his nose when the will of heaven and earth descends?

Whoo!

A dazzling sword light came from across the sky, and instantly dispelled the moving power from Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji was struck by lightning and suddenly spouted a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and his eyes showed an expression of despair.

: I will post one chapter first. Mu Yu has to work overtime at night, so the other two chapters will be published later, about ten o'clock.()