Suddenly, the sound of sword chants shook the heaven and earth.

Among the endless figures, severed limbs and remains were instantly scattered on the ground.

And the young man who was covered in blood slashed out with his sword and instantly turned into a path of blood.

Wherever the sword passed by, the crowd seemed to be chopped into pieces, and blood flowed down the mountain road, dyeing the ancient bluestone road blood red.

But at this time, during the three thousand attacks, some blood marks instantly appeared on Ling Xiao's body.

But he seemed to be at a loss and just walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

"Demon... big demon!"

Until, there was not a single figure within three feet of the young man, and the imperial robe he wore was actually stained red with blood.

Together with the eyes and the black blade in his hand, there was also a trace of strange blood.

"Junior brothers, follow me and take action!"

At this time, more than half of the three thousand disciples in the Holy Land were already dead or injured.

In front of the crowd, a figure in white stood proudly, and the aura around him also reached the level of a god general.

It is none other than Holy Lord Yuanyue’s personal disciple, Zheng Yang!

At this time, there was also a hint of panic on his face, especially the indifference in Ling Xiao's eyes, which made him feel an indescribable chill in his heart.

"Bu, Divine Sword Demon-Slaying Array!!"

But now, he can't retreat!

Above thousands of miles of void, the breath gradually stabilized.

Obviously, Master and the others have probably died.

Yuanyue Holy Land has no support!

"Fight to the death!"

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of spiritual lights gathered in one place, and turned into a hundred-foot divine sword.

The Dao patterns on it light up and disappear, revealing the vastness!

A force that tears the sky surges out, crushing the void and creating countless cracks.
Chapter completed!