Great Emperor Myriad

"The Son of Light of this generation is waste, and the Son of Light of your previous generation is also waste!"

Ling Xiao sneered.

Boom!

He didn't even look at Hong Qing, but directly blasted out a punch. The dark fist imprints mighty, and contained powerful and unparalleled fluctuations. It collided with Hong Qing's knives and directly blasted the sky's knives apart. Then, Hong Qing flew out directly.

Dark Lingxiao's eyes all fell on the Son of Light, and the black magic light around her body formed a rune, like a chain of the god of order, winding towards the Son of Light.

Dark Lingxiao bullied himself straight up, and Ling Kong pointed a finger directly at the center of Guangming Shengzi's eyebrows.

At this moment, the darkness of the sky, the whole body exudes a monstrous evil spirit, vast and mighty, as if it filled the world with monstrous magic power.

Compared with Hong Qing and Guangming Shengzi, Dark Lingxiao is more like a demon, a peerless monster!

"What?! Saint Realm Great Perfection?"

Shengzi Guangming's eyes were full of incredible expressions. He never thought that the darkness in the sky in front of him, the cultivation base had reached the cultivation base of the Saint Realm Great Perfection.

But hundreds of years ago, the Dark Sky was only a cultivation base of the semi-sacred realm. In just a hundred years, not only did he prove to be holy, he also broke the realm one after another, straddling a large realm, and became the cultivation base of the great saint realm !

You know, the Son of Brightness and the Saintess of Brightness have spent thousands of years in retreat before reaching their current state.

Boom!

Facing Ling Xiao’s fierce finger, the Son of Bright didn’t dare to neglect the slightest, his expression was extremely gloomy, and the boundless divine light burst out from his body, like a flame, burning all the chains of order, at the same time. The Wuliang Guangming Fist was unmatched in power and collided with that finger.

Void made a blast, causing the void in all directions to vibrate violently. It was a collision of darkness and light. Only a bloody light bloomed on the fist of the son of Guangming. He staggered and went straight. Flew out.

"Dark Lingxiao, go to death!"

Hong Qing felt the great humiliation from the darkness of Lingxiao's ignorance. The angry flame in his eyes was almost burning. A black broken blade appeared in his palm, exuding a strange cold light. It makes people feel cold at the first glance.

That broken blade rose in the void in an instant, and the light of the blade was like a dragon roaring a tiger, setting off a monstrous storm, and the volley fell towards the dark sky.

"The incomplete imperial soldier?!"

An edge flashed in Dark Lingxiao's eyes and felt a strong threat.

That broken blade actually exudes extremely powerful emperor prestige, although it is not as good as the indispensable extreme emperor soldier, but it still erupts with extremely terrifying power.

Click!

There were cracks in the void, which set off a storm of void.

Whoo!

The darkness of the sky was like an afterimage. It didn't force the knife to shake it, but directly moved it away. The huge light of the knife directly split the barren mountain under everyone's feet in half, and then suddenly turned into dust.

"Dark Lingxiao, aren't you arrogant? Why don't you dare to pick me up? Hahaha...you go to die!"

Hong Qing's eyes were full of cold killing intent, holding a broken blade, making the power of his body more and more violent.

"Draw the ground as a prison!"

Guangming Shengzi also yelled angrily, volleyed his palm towards Ling Xiao and suppressed it, and countless beams of light sprayed out of his palm, and they were intertwined with each other to form a prison, which enveloped Ling Xiao.

This is the art of painting the ground into a prison, the secret of the Guangming Demon Sect. The Son of Guangming felt the powerful threat from Ling Xiao before, and at this moment he did not leave the slightest hand and used all the supreme secrets he cultivated.

The painting ground is used as the technique of prison. Even the real great sage can be imprisoned by him for a few breaths. He saw Hong Qing sacrificed the imperfect soldiers, so he did not hesitate to choose to cooperate with Hong Qing .

boom!boom!boom!

The dark Lingxiao fisted like a dragon, fierce and domineering, but the bright power around it made a crisp sound of gold and iron fighting, and there was no sign of breaking.

"Dead!"

Hong Qing's face was full of hideous killing intent, and the broken blade soared in the void, turning into a huge blade of light, and it fell down towards the sky.

The powerful Jidao Emperor prestige spread, causing everyone to shake, and the expressions in their eyes were filled with incomparable fear, and they moved in all directions.

"Dark Lingxiao is going to die in Hong Qing's hands?"

"As expected to be a disciple of Yuanlou Demon Lord, I didn't expect that there is such a big killer in his hand!"

"This dark Lingxiao is too arrogant, I think he is looking for death by himself!"

Everyone was talking and talking, and the eyes looking at Hong Qing were full of jealousy.

The indispensable Jidao Emperor Soldier is the treasure of the sect of the Holy Land Zongmen, suppressing the existence of the Zongmen Qiyun, once recovered, it will be able to burst out peerless power and suppress the current world.

But the incomplete emperor soldiers are also extremely powerful. Although Hong Qing is only the cultivation base of the saint realm, it is not difficult to kill a great sage while holding the incomplete emperor soldiers in a leapfrog challenge.

Everyone seemed to be afraid that this time the Darkness Lingxiao was doomed!

Boom!

The blazing divine light burst out, and the darkness of Lingxiao burst out with peerless power, piercing the huge prison around him, and wanted to rise into the sky.

But that huge blade of light had already been cut down violently, locking his whole person up, leaving him with no way to dodge at all, only able to resist the sword.

The blazing blade light whizzed in the void, containing the evil aura that slashed everything, like a vast ocean, submerging the darkness of the sky in an instant.

"Dark Lingxiao really died?"

Everyone's eyes were full of doubts, staring at the place where the blazing blade light burst in the distance.

"Even if it is an imperfect Emperor Dao soldier, it cannot be resisted by a mere saint. The Dark Sky will definitely die!"

Shengzi Guangming sneered.

Rumble!

The light of the sword in the sky shattered suddenly, and the vast momentum gradually dispersed, and everyone saw the scene.

"Dark Lingxiao is not dead?!"

Someone exclaimed, his eyes were full of incredible expression, and his voice was shaking.

Everyone saw that the dark Lingxiao folded his palms together and clamped the broken blade. Although the terrifying Jidao Emperor erupted, the flesh and blood on Ling Xiao's arms completely disappeared, as if Thousands of swords and swords were general, only two black bones were left.

But those two black bones contained a kind of magical fluctuations, which clamped the broken blade firmly, and even Jidao Diwei could not help Lingxiao's bones!

This scene shocked everyone!