"The Hand of the Sky..."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Ling Xiao roared angrily and saw millions of "demonic hands" directly crushing Ji Wuming, Bai Shengxue and others. Seeing this scene, Bai Shengxue and others' faces changed slightly, and they did not dare to hesitate. They all used their strongest skills to compete with Ling Xiao now.

"The Heaven-Shaped Seal..."

"Boom!"

A huge mark directly hit the location where Ling Xiao was. Seeing the 'ancient mark' displayed by Bai Shengxue, a solemn expression flashed across Ling Xiao's face, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he squinted his eyes and murmured: "Bai Shengxue, who is worthy of being the leader of the 'Four Young Masters of Tianwu, the power of this 'ancient seal method' is indeed extraordinary. Unfortunately, with this mark, I can't do anything to me..."

"The Deadly Circle of the Universe..."

“Buzz!”

Ling Xiao, who was standing in front of the "Bronze Alchemy Furnace", had a slightly moved his mind, and a golden steel ring appeared instantly and smashed it against the "Fan Tian Seal".

"Sacred Artifact?"

Seeing the "Changkun Death Circle" in Ling Xiao's hand, the eyes of the casual cultivators around him became hot. Unfortunately, even if they were given one hundred courages, no one dared to rush forward and snatch the powerful "holy weapon" in Ling Xiao's hand.

After all, even a strong man like Ji Wuming was defeated by Ling Xiao in one move, not to mention that these casual cultivators, whose strength is 100,800 miles apart from Ji Wuming?

"Bang!"

The Qiankun Death Circle collided with the "Fengtian Seal" and made a loud "bang" sound like a mountain shaking. Ling Xiao's "Fengqiun Death Circle" was directly reversed. As for Bai Shengxue's "Fengtian Seal", it was directly shaken away by the Qiankun Death Circle.

"Ice lotus in heaven and earth..."

"Swish!"

Seeing thousands of "Stealing Demon Hands" crushing them, Xu Xingyue, who knew that these powerful Demon Hands of the Demon Hands of the Demon, dared not hide her own personalities anymore. With a moving mind, millions of crystal clear ice lotuses flew out directly from her body. Ling Xiao's Stealing Demon Hands of the Demon will touch these ice lotuses of Xu Xingyue.

It was frozen in an instant.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, the casual cultivators around couldn't help but take a breath and said in horror: "What a terrifying ice-based technique."

indeed.

Not only the casual cultivators around, but also Bai Shengxue and Yang Jingang's pupils contracted violently. Obviously, both of them had clearly felt that the martial arts practiced by Xu Xingyue also practiced "martial soul", but the martial soul she cultivated was different from the martial souls of others.

The martial soul cultivated by Ji Wuming.

It is a "hell messenger", and the martial soul cultivated by Zi Chen is a "demonic elephant". As for the martial soul cultivated by Xu Xingyue, it is transformed into these thousands of ice-capturing lotus. Even strong people like Bai Shengxue and Yang Jingang did not see what kind of martial soul they cultivated by Xu Xingyue.

In a moment.

I saw thousands of "Telling Demon Hands" all frozen by Xu Xingyue's ice lotus, and before Ling Xiao could wake up from the shock.

Xu Xingyue said lightly: "Broken..."

"Click!"

Thousands of 'Telling Demon Hands' instantly shattered into a pile of ice chips, dissipating completely. Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao's eyes also fell on Xu Xingyue, and said with a smile on his lips: "I didn't expect that among the Fourth Young Master Tianwu, Bai Shengxue, the strongest one is not Bai Shengxue, but you, a woman. They all say that no one has seen you take action in the entire 'Tianwu Battlefield', because the people who have seen you take action have turned into corpses. Today, so many people present have seen you take action. Could it be that all of us will turn into corpses?"

"I don't know if they will become corpses, but I know you will not be able to survive today." Xu Xingyue looked at Ling Xiao with an expressionless face and said.

"Yeah?"

After listening to Xu Xingyue's words, Ling Xiao smiled without comment and said, "I hope you don't disappoint me..."

"These people dare to break into the master's cave, and they will all be killed without mercy..." Ling Xiao said coldly, and saw the dozen or so Taoist boys behind him roaring, just like the casual cultivators around him rushing over, one by one like tigers entering a flock of sheep. In an instant, they heard the casual cultivators around him screaming shrillly.

"Now, it's your turn."

Ling Xiao raised his eyelids, and the "Qiankun Death Circle" in his hand smashed directly at the injured Ji Wuming, making a series of "buzzing" strange sounds.

"Snow Lotus Frozen..."

"Swish!"

Before Ling Xiao's "Qiankun Death Circle" hit Ji Wuming's body, Xu Xingyue's mind moved, and more than a dozen extremely cold ice lotus directly hit the "Qiankun Death Circle".

"Puff!"

These dozen "ice lotus" instantly turned into countless ice, directly freezing Ling Xiao's deathly circle of Qiankun. Seeing this scene, Ji Wuming, who was in a cold sweat, was also relieved. Unfortunately, before he could completely relax his breath, he heard Ling Xiao say coldly: "Three Thousand Incarnations..."

“Buzz buzz…”

The Deadly Circle of the Universe, which was originally frozen by the "Ice Lotus".

Three thousand identical "Cantonese Death Circle" were instantly evolved. Seeing this scene, the Fourth Young Master Tianwu present was stunned.

"Three Thousand Incarnations? What level of magic weapon is this 'Changkun Death Circle'?" Ji Wuming looked at the flying circle of Qiankun Death Circle with a crazy look on his face, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"Don't hold back, Ling Xiao's strength is probably infinitely close to those old monsters. If we hold back, we may all die in his hands..." Bai Shengxue said to the remaining three people with a serious face.

"good……"

After hearing Bai Shengxue's words, the remaining three people gritted their teeth, took out their "holy weapon" together, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.

"Crackling..."

Three thousand "Cantonese Death Circles" smashed up at the people in the hall.

After hearing a series of "crackling" sounds, I saw countless "scattered cultivators" die in the hands of Ling Xiao's Qiankun Death Circle.

“…”

"Sacred Artifact?"

One of them was about forty-five or six years old.

When they saw Zi Chen, Qin Siyao and Han Wenxue were in their hands, their eyes became hot when they were holding a "holy weapon".

Although they were all gatekeepers of the "Thousand Fantasy Demon Lord", none of them could get the reward of the "holy weapon" in the hands of the Thousand Fantasy Demon Lord. Therefore, when seeing the holy weapon in the hands of Zi Chen and his men, the middle-aged Taoist's eyes suddenly became greedy. He slapped Zi Chen with a palm and smiled wildly: "Take your 'holy weapon'! Haha, I will also have a holy weapon today..."

"Go to die..."

Seeing this Taoist from the "Qianhuan Cave" put his target on him, a cold murderous intent flashed in Zi Chen's eyes.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!