Ling Xiao secretly exclaimed in his heart that this was just the first change of the Nine Changes of the True Demon, and he had not cultivated it to the perfect realm, but he was able to burst out such a terrifying aura, which was really shocking.

If the Nine Transformations of the True Demon are cultivated to the greatest success, what kind of power will it have to destroy the world? Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a little expectation in his heart, and at the same time he also strengthened his determination to continue practicing.

At this moment, a sharp light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and his body suddenly flashed, as fast as a ghost, and disappeared in an instant. His figure left a faint afterimage in the air, as if he had never stopped here.

Not far away, Shen Ling kept staring at Ling Xiao tightly, not daring to slack off at all. When he noticed Ling Xiao's movements, his face suddenly changed, and he was instantly facing a great enemy. His pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes were filled with vigilance and tension.

Almost as Ling Xiao disappeared, Shen Ling quickly took action to resist. His hands danced quickly, and black light surged out from his hands, forming a solid defense barrier in front of him.

Boom!

A loud bang, like a thunder thunder blew in my ears, shaking the entire battlefield.

Under the impact of Ling Xiao's sword power, Shen Ling was forced back hundreds of feet away like a kite with a broken string.

His figure drew an arc in the air, causing a wave of dust to fly. After finally stabilizing his body, Shen Ling had not breathed yet, and more than a dozen demon shadow clones appeared in front of them quietly like ghosts in the dark night.

"Quick!" Shen Ling exclaimed in his heart, and felt a chill rising from his spine to his forehead.

The attacks of these demon shadow clones are really fast!

It was so close that his mind could hardly keep up with the movement of the afterimages.

This was the only thought that flashed through Shen Ling's mind in an instant. In an instant, the air around him seemed to be drained by the rapid movements of these clones, forming small vacuum vortexes, making sharp whistling sounds.

At the moment of life and death, Shen Ling's eyes instantly widened, with determination and madness flashing in his eyes. His hands were like two black lightning bolts, closing rapidly in front of him. Every time his finger danced, it seemed to drive the distortion of the surrounding space.

With a low shout from his mouth, a terrifying white sword light gushed out from his palm. The sword light was like an angry white dragon, pounced on more than a dozen demon shadow clones with its teeth and claws. Wherever the sword light passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp scream.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so demon shadow clones shattered like bubbles under the impact of this terrifying white sword light, turning into balls of black mist and dissipating in the air.

However, at this critical moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed from the void like a ghost. It was Ling Xiao. His body was like lightning and instantly appeared in front of Shen Ling. Ling Xiao's eyes were as cold as frost, as if it could freeze all the vitality in the world.

The next moment, his right hand held the hilt of the sword like flowing water, his wrist trembled gently, and with a "clang", the sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling cold light flashed instantly, illuminating the entire battlefield.

This sword was like a rainbow, as if it gathered all the power between heaven and earth, and with an unyielding aura, it slashed towards Shen Zero.

When you draw the sword, life and death are judged!

With one sword, Shen Ling felt an unparalleled pressure hit his face, as if a towering mountain collapsed. His pupils contracted sharply, like two black needle tips, and his eyes were filled with fear and disbelief, as if they were struck by lightning.

At this critical moment, his hands subconsciously waved the holy sword in his hand. Because he tried too hard, the blue veins on his arms burst out like wriggling earthworms.

He tried hard to push the holy sword forward, trying to withstand the fatal blow.

The holy sword collided with Ling Xiao's sword, making a deafening sound, just like the sound of chaos when the world first opened.

The loud noise echoed over the battlefield, shaking the surrounding air, causing layers of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Wherever the sword falls, the earth moves and the mountains shake!

boom!

Under this huge impact, Shen Ling was shocked hundreds of meters away uncontrollably like a broken kite. His body drew a long arc in the air, causing a piece of dust to fly.

Shen Ling fell heavily to the ground and smashed a deep pit. He had just struggled to stop, but before he could recover, a terrifying attack wrapped in blood-red sword light was like a cannonball coming out of the bore, suddenly attacking with a thunderous momentum.

"Crack!" A crisp but heart-wrenching sound came, like a devil's sneer. At this moment of life and death, Shen Zero showed his decisiveness and determination as a strong man.

He gave up one arm without hesitation, and blood poured into the broken arm, dyeing the surrounding land red. He exchanged his life for such a tragic price. If he was not so decisive, then he would have returned to Jiuyou at that time.

The field suddenly fell into death silence, with only the sound of the wind sobbing, as if telling this thrilling scene. The battlefield was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the breath of dust, making people feel sick.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change. They widened their eyes and opened their mouths, but could not make a sound. Time seemed to be still at this moment, and everyone was immersed in this shocking scene.

To suppress a terrifying existence like Shen Zero, you should know that this person has defeated the number one in the Star List. In the Holy Temple, he is also one of the absolute core figures. He is always high and like a god.

But he was actually severely injured by Ling Xiao and broke his arm. This result made it difficult for everyone to accept, but he had to face this cruel reality.

At this moment, the white-robed palm festival stood in the distance and witnessed all this. His eyes were full of disbelief, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to imprint this scene deeply in his mind. More of them were deep fear, and the fear was like the water in a cold pond, deep and cold.

His hands were clenched unconsciously, his nails were deeply trapped in his palms, but he felt unscathed. He thought to himself, who is the sacred place of Ling Xiao, who has such terrifying strength. If he is allowed to grow, he will definitely become a major concern in the church in the future.

At this moment, the originally blue sky above the Batian Empire seemed to be torn apart by an invisible and terrifying force.

The space is like a broken ancient mirror, and cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, making a tingling sound.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a violent spatial fluctuation, the crack suddenly expanded, and a figure wrapped in a rolling airflow, swept out from the broken space like a meteor.
Chapter completed!