Great Emperor Myriad

Huang Wudao was slapped viciously in front of everyone in the War God Temple by Ling Xiao, making him feel ashamed and angry, and hating Ling Xiao extremely in his heart.

For him, this is simply a great shame, and it takes Ling Xiao's life to be able to wash it away!

"There are already two moves! Emperor Wudao, this last move, I will convince you to lose!"

Ling Xiao said faintly, the sharpness in his eyes became more and more dazzling.

"You dream! Long Aotian, give me life!"

Huang Wudao roared, and for an instant the horrible holy light filled his body, intertwined with thunder lights, and he held it across the air, unexpectedly forming a purple war knife in the void, exuding a monstrous edge.

He urged the power of the whole body to the extreme, and slashed down towards Ling Xiao with a sword, as if the world was divided into two halves by this sword, and the fiery light of the sword illuminated everyone's face.

And that purple war knife exuded a vast sacred power, like the Thunder Emperor's war knife, containing the original power of Thunder Dao, capable of crushing the sky and shattering the earth.

That purple war knife is a perfect holy treasure!

"Despicable! You don't allow Junior Brother Long to use the Fantian Seal, why does Huang Wudao use the indispensable holy treasure?"

The disciple of the Temple of War suddenly became furious, and his eyes were full of angry rays.

"It's shameless! Damn, this grandson is really shameless, even more shameless than Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu really wants to kick his face!"

The black donkey scolded with his eyes widened.

"Don't be afraid, Junior Brother Long isn't a holy treasure without any shortage? This emperor will definitely lose!"

Tian Gang also smiled coldly.

At this moment, all the disciples in the Temple of War God were all the same haters and hated Huang Wudao, eagerly hoping that Ling Xiao could create a miracle and defeat Huang Wudao.

"Huangtai, actually handing the ruling Heavenly Sword to Huang Wudao, you are really a good method!"

Liu Wenzheng stared at Huang Tai with an ugly expression.

Liu Wenzheng recognized that the ruling heavenly sword in Huangwudao's hands was exactly the sword that Huangtai once used, and even contained a trace of the power of the holy way of Huangtai, which was extremely powerful.

Huangtai said indifferently: "I gave Huang Wudao a long time ago to judge the Heavenly Sword, and it is now his natal treasure! Apart from Fantian Seal, we didn't say that we can't use other holy treasures, right?"

"Shameless!"

Liu Wenzheng snorted coldly, his eyes filled with worry, wondering if Ling Xiao could take the Judgment Heaven Sword.

Rumble!

The blade fell towards Ling Xiao, and there was a power to shatter everything in the blade's blade, which made Ling Xiao feel a strong threat.

It can be said that Huang Wudao's sword is not Huang Wudao's own power at all, but the power of the holy way of Huangtai's meaning implied in the ruling heavenly sword.

It was like Ling Xiao's opponent suddenly changed to Huangtai.

It turns out that this is Huang Tai's ultimate move!

Ling Xiao's eyes were as cold as iron. He was still standing there, as if he hadn't seen the ruling Heavenly Sword fall down at all, but behind Ling Xiao, there was a vast and unparalleled death aura that filled the sky in an instant. In the violent shock.

"roll!"

Ling Xiao yelled violently, and slapped a palm towards Huang Wudao!

The breath of death and life in Ling Xiao's body intertwined, and behind him seemed to form a phantom of three thousand realms, giving his palm an unmatched divine power.

In an instant, Ling Xiao's power skyrocketed, and he actually surpassed the breath of the Divine King Realm, reached the pinnacle and semi-sacred realm, and then slammed on the Judgment Heavenly Sword.

Behind Ling Xiao, an extremely mysterious figure appeared!

Click!

The Judgment Heavenly Sword trembled violently, and the light of the sword all over the sky exploded suddenly. Ling Xiao's palm seemed to open up the cycle of life and death. Even the Judgment Heavenly Sword could not resist the power of this palm. Flew out.

Ling Xiao slapped Huang Wudao’s chest with a palm, and a huge blood hole suddenly appeared.

Huang Wudao screamed again and again, and his soul instantly escaped from his body, his eyes full of horror, and he fled towards Huangtai!

"Ancestor, save me!"

Huang Wudao shouted, his voice trembling violently.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's palm was cast unabated, and he still patted Huang Wudao.

boom!

At this moment, Huang Tai's gaze flashed, and suddenly he waved his sleeves, and a purple light rose up, directly blocking Ling Xiao's palm, and then took Huang Wudao’s soul into the sleeves. Among.

"If you hit the young ones, the old ones can't help it? A genius disciple of Jiuzhong Emperor Que, but so!"

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, staring directly at Huang Tai, showing a trace of disdain.

"Long Aotian, you have the power of a holy way in your body. Is that the Thunder Spirit King? Defeating Huang Wudao with the Thunder Spirit King's power is not your own strength. Are you proud?"

Huang Tai said blankly, with a cold expression in his eyes.

He had already seen that the ruling Heavenly Sword just now was extremely terrifying, and Ling Xiao could not resist it at all, but at the last moment, a half-holy peak power burst out of his body, which not only knocked the ruling sky into the air. The knife even destroyed Huang Wudao's body.

The power of that half-holy peak naturally comes from the Thunder Spirit King.

Ling Xiao smiled coldly and said: "Joke! You can keep your power in the Judgment Heavenly Sword. That is not Huang Wudao's own strength. Why can't I use Thunder Spirit King's power? Strength, I kill him like a dog!"

"You wanton!"

Huang Yu's face turned cold, and his eyes shot murderously, staring at Ling Xiao.

Huang Wudao's fiasco was like Ling Xiao slapped their faces fiercely, making Huang Yu angry, wishing to kill Ling Xiao now.

"It's you presumptuous! Elder Huangtai, Huang Wudao has been defeated, I should be qualified to challenge you now?"

Ling Xiao scolded Huang Yu, then looked at Huang Tai and said lightly.

Seeing Ling Xiao even challenge Huang Tai, the eyes of all the people in the Temple of War were full of admiration, and all of them were a little excited.

The people of the Nine-Layer Emperor Que were ashamed in the Temple of the Gods of War, making them all feel their majesty.

At this moment, no one dared to despise Ling Xiao anymore.

Ling Xiao's battle with Huang Wudao proved his current strength and won the awe of everyone. Even many true disciples of the Temple of War God admired Ling Xiao.

"Very good! Long Aotian, since you want to challenge the old man, then I will do it for you! But the old man doesn't want to bully the small by the big, how about we still limit it to three tricks?"

Huang Tai glanced at Ling Xiao deeply, lowered his eyelids, and said blankly.

But Huang Yu was shocked. He knew that Ling Xiao had finally angered the ancestor. The ancestor was already really angry. Ling Xiao's repeated provocations finally made Huang Tai want to make a desperate move.

The saint was angry, lay a million corpses, bleed and drift!

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