Great Emperor Myriad

Click!

The light was shining, the void broke open, and the five Ling Xiao stepped out of the void gate and appeared in the God of War Academy.

"Huh? Not good!"

Ling Xiao's face changed suddenly, and he immediately saw the sky above the entire Warshen Academy, with a layer of black magic light barrier, covering the entire Warshen Academy, containing the aura of darkness, evil, coldness, and killing.

expensive!expensive!expensive!

The sound of dragons’ chants resounded above the sky, causing the best friends to tremble violently. Nine-nine-nine-nine-nine-eighty-one golden dragons rose in the sky, forming a huge array of Nine Nine Dragon Gods. Layers of polished enchantment to contend.

In the God of War Academy, there were already heavy casualties. Many disciples of the God of War Academy were beheaded by powerful demon clan powerhouses. The sky was bloody, and there were mutilated limbs and arms everywhere, like Shura hell.

And Tong Yuan and Han Li furiously rushed to the crown, each holding a powerful holy treasure, and together with many elders, urging the Nine Nine Dragon Gods Array, contending with the three figures above the sky, but at this moment they are also retreating, as if It's the end of the battle.

Those three figures are three old men wearing black robes, each of them has a monstrous spirit, evil and dark, and their eyes are full of bloodthirsty and cruel killing intent, and the horrible breath of the whole body has reached nine. Turning to the half-sacred realm, the strength is extremely terrifying.

"It's the powerhouse of the Sky Demon Race? Damn! They even blocked the entire War God Academy. No wonder Zongmen didn't get any news. Save people!"

Murderous intent appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, and he rushed towards the three black-robed old men above the sky.

Ling Xiao could recognize that the three black-robed elders were all strong from the Celestial Demon Race. They were extremely powerful. Even if Tong Yuan and Han Li had indispensable sacred treasures, there were the Nine Nine Dragon Gods, they couldn’t support it at this moment. Up.

"Long Aotian? Why are you back? Get out of here! You are not their opponent, go quickly, tell Zongmen Tianmozu to invade, let Zongmen avenge us!"

Tong Yuan and Han Li also noticed that the five Ling Xiao people had appeared in the central teleportation formation, their eyes suddenly showed extremely anxious expressions, and they urged.

They couldn’t see the cultivation bases of the five members of Ling Xiao. After all, even Ling Xiao and Ji Feixuan had reached a half-sacred state, but in their eyes, the three powerful Celestial Demon clan experts were too terrifying. Now, many of the elders of the War God Academy could not withstand their blows, and most of them were killed or injured. Ling Xiao and others were definitely not their opponents either.

"President, don't worry! These three demon cubs are handed over to me!"

Ling Xiao said calmly, but his eyes were extremely cold. The tragic death of so many disciples and elders in the War God Academy completely aroused the monstrous killing intent in his heart.

Devil cubs of these days, damn it!

"Huh? A disciple of the God of War Academy? A mere half-sage cultivation base, I think you are looking for death! Give your flesh and blood and soul, little guy who can't help yourself!"

A black-robed old man was slightly surprised when he saw Ling Xiao, but his eyes were full of cruelty, he probed a devil's claw and grabbed it down towards Ling Xiao!

"Long Aotian, hurry up! You are not their opponent at all!"

Tong Yuan and Han Li were going crazy, they would rather die by themselves than Ling Xiao's death for them.

"President Tong, Elder Han, don't worry! Those three demon heads are not Long Aotian's opponents, they are dead!" Ni Chang, fluttering in feathers, fell beside Tong Yuan and Han Li, and said calmly .

There was also a hint of killing intent in her eyes. It was because of her cold temper that seeing so many disciples of the War God Academy died tragically, it also gave her a hint of killing intent in her heart.

"The three powerhouses of the Celestial Demon Race are all high-ranking semi-sages. You don't know, Long Aotian is definitely not their opponent... Hey, you are... you are... a saint in neon clothes?!"

Han Li said anxiously, but when he saw the appearance of the neon clothes, he was shocked, and his eyes showed an expression of surprise.

The saint of the god of war,

The saint of neon clothes is a personal disciple of Lord War God, with super talent and powerful strength. It is said that she has killed the pinnacle powerhouse who has killed Nine-turn Half-Holy. She has always been the master sister in the hearts of many disciples in the War God Temple, a legendary existence.

Han Li didn't expect that the Saintess of Neon Clothes would actually visit the War God Academy.

However, what does the saint of neon clothes mean that the three strongest demons are not Long Aotian's opponents?

Han Li was a little confused, but the next scene completely stunned him and Tong Yuan!

Boom!

Ling Xiao didn't talk nonsense with the powerhouses of the three Celestial Demon races at all. They had completely aroused the killing intent in Ling Xiao's heart. Ling Xiao's blood was filled with blood, his hand flashed, and the Heavenly Seal rose against the storm, and contained a wave. The vast and mighty force that shattered everything came directly towards the black-robed old man in front of him!

"What?! No...ah..."

The black-robed old man still showed a sneer, and felt that a disciple of the Temple of War God who had turned a half-sacred dared to make a move against him, it was almost reckless.

But as soon as Fan Tianyin appeared, he felt a threat of death, his face changed drastically, and he began to roar wildly, his voice filled with uncontrollable fear.

boom!

But the power of Fan Tianyin is too terrifying, like an immortal mountain that suppresses the ages, the black robe old man, as the Nine-turn Half-Holy, even has no power to resist, he is directly bombarded by Fan Tianyin into powder!

"That black seal, could it be the legend..."

Han Li and Tong Yuan's eyes widened and their bodies trembled. They only felt that their breathing became extremely rapid. Han Li seemed to have thought of something, and their eyes widened.

"Yes! It is Fan Tianyin! Long Aotian is now in charge of Fan Tianyin and is the master of the battle hall!"

Nishang confirmed Han Li's guess, and said slowly.

In charge of Fan Tianyin!

Lord of the battle hall!

Both Han Li and Tong Yuan felt like they were in a dream, and couldn't believe what Nishang said, but everything in front of them was so real. Apart from Fan Tianyin, what else could kill a nine in one fell swoop? A peerless powerhouse who turned half saint?

The news reverberated in their minds, leaving them all stunned.

"No! Run away!"

The first strong demon clan was killed by Ling Xiao, and the remaining two black-robed elders also changed their faces. The terrifying waves emanating from Fan Tianyin made them feel their scalp numb and their bodies trembling. , There was no resistance at all in his heart, and he was about to flee towards the distance.

Whoo!

Fan Tianyin exuded the monstrous holy power, and instantly rose above the sky, covering the sky and the sun, as if turned into a mountain of billions, directly suppressing the two black-robed old men!

puff!

Two groups of blood mist exploded, and the two ninth-turn half-sages did not even have time to scream, they were directly bombarded and killed by Fan Tianyin!