Ling Zhi, who is familiar with this change, is naturally because the essence and blood in his body are poured into four stele bodies.

There is a connection from the depths of the soul between them and the Heavenly Dao Monument.

It seems that the Heavenly Dao Monument is him, and he is the Heavenly Dao Monument.

Before the Heavenly Dao Monument returned to its original appearance, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Ling Zhi's mouth.

"It's killing."

He teared this half-ancestral figure with his hand, and naturally he would not forget the lesson he learned from the old woman.

These half-ancestors are very energetic. As long as their souls escape, they will have more means to recover quickly. Even if they cannot be as weird as the old woman, they at least have the ability to fight again.

Since you are killed, you will be eliminated forever.

After Ling Zhi pushed the other party, his hand reached out.

The Heavenly Dao Monument on his arm hit the other party's soul so quickly.

The violent impact made the other party's soul tremble and he stayed there.

In this world, there are only a few people who can harm the soul with their bodies.

Just when he was stunned, Ling Zhi had completely recovered and reached out to grab his soul in his hand.

"No, no, I am a half-ancestral. You can't kill me, you can't kill me. Behind me is the upper realm..."

"ah."

The panic-like cry of the half-ancestor ended abruptly in a scream. Ling Zhi had no intention of listening to or considering any threats or begging for mercy.

The moment he destroyed the other party's soul, a shocking thunder appeared out of thin air between heaven and earth.

There was an illusory blood color floating down from the sky.

Half of the ancestor died, the heaven and earth shook, and the illusory blood color fell, and the thunder was dropped to me as a memory.

The appearance of this thunder completely showed everyone that this half-ancestral was really killed by Ling Zhi.

So happy, so fast.

But the initiator Ling Zhi suddenly raised his head and looked at God, "Damn it, why didn't you cry when my master died? Now he is crying. What's your crying in the heavenly way in the world? What's your name?"

"What's sad?"

Ling Zhi pointed at the sky and started to curse.

The hostility in the voice and the arrogance in the expression made the old woman's attacks, and she never dared to attack.

They didn't know what happened to Ling Zhi, and how could there be such a change.

Because of the unknown, I am afraid and dare not approach.

The bloody color in the sky actually paused under Ling Zhi's angrily scolding, as if he was really stopped.

However, immediately afterwards, it seemed like anger, and several thunders were smashed down.

And it hit the top of Ling Zhi's head. Although it did not come directly, it was almost the same.

This is the most powerful fight back.

"Fuck you."

Ling Zhi swears again. The death of Zhou Xuan Qingtianyi and others has already driven him crazy. At this moment, the Heavenly Dao actually cried for a traitor. As the Heavenly Dao in the lower realm, he could not tolerate it.

When another thunder struck at his head, Ling Zhi suddenly took action and he actually rushed upwards.

"I... go?" Chu Da sat down, watching Ling Zhi scold Tiandao. Seeing that Ling Zhi did not kill people now, he rushed into the sky and started to compete with Tiandao, with a look of shock and speechless for a long time.

On the contrary, Bai Qi, who was standing beside him, looked calm and had little emotional fluctuations.

It seemed that if Ling Zhi didn't do this, he would be surprised.

Ling Zhi waved his hand and used the Heavenly Dao Monument on his arm as a shield, and lifted the thunder into the sky from bottom to top.

The thunder refracted back with a bang, hitting the sky, colliding with the rest of the thunder, making the sky suddenly become extremely panicked.

It was like Tiandao was slapped by Lingzhi.

Such a scene was imprinted into everyone's eyes, and it was inexplicable.

When warriors practice and understand the way of heaven, almost everyone is in awe of the way of heaven. Even if they are not afraid of the way of heaven, they will try every means to get close to the way of heaven, and they will definitely not behave like Ling Zhi, such behavior, such a rampant behavior!

Ling Zhi's actions completely angered the way of heaven. After a chaotic thunder in the air, they suddenly expanded rapidly. These thunders absorbed all the power of the pseudo-world, quickly surged, and their power increased sharply.

Seeing this scene, Ling Zhi became even more upset, "Who built this pseudo-world back then? Could it be that you have forgotten?"

"It's fine to help the traitor and recognize the thief as your father. You actually want to draw the strength left by your ancestors to deal with me?" Ling Zhi looked at the sky with disdain and disbelief.

However, his words did not have much effect except for the sudden thunder in the sky, and the speed surged even more.

In the rage of the Heavenly Dao, such an attack became somewhat beyond everyone's imagination.

Feeling the power of the thunder and lightning in the sky, even the old woman and the others couldn't help but retreat, and were separated from Ling Zhi some distance.

Such a power of lightning is enough to harm Half Ancestor.

And everyone understood that if Ling Zhi did not give in, retreat, and surrender, then this time the thunder would really hit him, instead of hitting the sky above his head, and warn him.

It will definitely slash directly on him.

But Ling Zhi has no fear of this.

He just stood there, his eyes were still blood red, and his mind was filled with the figures of Zhou Xuanqing, Tianyi, Pei Ningrui and others.

The woman who held her arm for the first time when she saw him, let him experience what a beauty is like.

The young man in white who rushed directly into his courtyard and almost embarrassed him.

The leader of the Luoye Sect who was treated as a parent-child, Zhou Xuanqing, who forced the Luoye Sect to use the power of the entire sect to protect him.

It's gone like that.

From his world, it completely disappeared.

How can this be done?

How can I accept it?

He killed his enemy, and this thief, God, did this, dare to do so.

How can I bear it?

The more and more thunders gathered in the sky, the more murderous intent on Ling Zhi gradually became silent.

Silence represents a more fierce explosion.

But this time, he doesn't need to take action.

Because just as the thunder in the sky was getting more and more, a young sapling suddenly floated up from the distance.

It was a black city, and the saplings flew out of a snow-white beast.

Seeing everyone looking at him, the little beast Gulu happily waved to everyone, clenched his little fist at Ling Zhi, as if cheering him up.

This young seedling is raywood.
Chapter completed!