The long knife in Ling Xiao's hand was deeply inserted into the ground, and the handle of the knife shook slightly due to the vibration of the ground.

His neck was lowered, and his hair was scattered on both sides of his cheeks. Blood continued to drip along his chin, and he fainted on the bluestone slabs of sad and charming blood-colored mandalas.

At this moment, the black flames surrounding him gradually dissipated, but the power in his body was surging violently like a surging tsunami.

The power of the ancestor, the power of the five dragons, the power of the magic form of the demon gods, these powerful forces are intertwined, just like several beasts rushing around his meridians, colliding violently with his meridians, causing bursts of heart-wrenching pain.

Every impact of power seemed to tear his body apart.

At this critical moment, Xiao Lianzhu was anxious and rushed forward desperately, holding Ling Xiao's hand tightly with both hands.

Her voice was irrepressible, "Brother Ling, you! You...!" Before she could finish her words, she was filled with endless worry and heartache.

Ling Xiao calmed down his spirit and tried hard to wake up his thoughts from the chaotic pain.

He used his sleeve to wipe off the blood that kept gushing out of the corner of his mouth, and then showed an unruly smile, with the smile free and easy attitude towards life and death, "Don't be afraid, I can't die, and I can't bear to die. Look, there are so many people who are looking forward to me, how dare I die!"

Hearing this, Xiao Lianzhu's eyes turned red in an instant, and tears burst out like a flood that broke through the dam.

She looked at Ling Xiao's face, which was full of fatigue but still firm, and her heart was mixed.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears that kept falling from her face, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't cry, as long as I am still standing here, no one can bully you, and no one can destroy the Domineering Empire. Even if God wants me to die, I will slaughter God with a knife!" The firm tone seemed to be proclaiming to heaven and earth his determination to never surrender.

Xiao Lianzhu was full of sorrow, her weak body trembled slightly. She buried her head deeply in Ling Xiao's arms, and her arms seemed to be about to embed him into her body, wrapping her waist tightly around her.

Hot tears burst out from his eyes, and soon soaked the collar of his chest, smudged a dark water stain.

Ling Xiao looked up his head, his eyes penetrated through the thin clouds, and looked into the air.

Dugu Sheng, who was about to dissipate, was surrounded by strands of residual soul power, staring at him with extremely complicated eyes. There was unwillingness, resentment, and even more unbelievable in his eyes.

Dugu Sheng, as one of the ten kings of the Great Town Dynasty, was so majestic in the past, but his voice was full of reluctance and almost roared: "I never thought, I was one of the ten kings of the Great Town Dynasty, and I spent half my life, and it was broken into the hands of you, a young boy who was still young!"

After saying that, he forced himself to hold his gradually dissipated consciousness and looked deep in the sky, as if he could penetrate layers of space and see an existence hidden in the dark, gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words from the gap between his teeth: "This guy must be eliminated!"

As soon as the words were finished, his figure became thinner like smoke blown by the wind, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant. The remaining soul that had been struggling to support was completely annihilated, as if it had never existed in this world.

"This child must be eliminated!" These words are like a curse, echoing between heaven and earth.

In an instant, a wave of pressure that seemed to be substantial, like a surging black tide rolled out from the nine heavens, instantly covering the entire Zhaixing Tower City.

Below, the disciples of various sects were already seriously injured due to the previous fierce battle. At this moment, they were forced by this force and their faces were as pale as paper and bloodless.

As the leader of the sect, Ling Bi was extremely determined, but she couldn't help frowning, her eyes were full of vigilance, and her spiritual power was quietly circulating to try to resist this terrifying pressure.

Xiao Lianzhu's delicate body trembled, a hint of panic flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she subconsciously hid behind Ling Xiao.

In the dark, Qin Feng wore a black robe, his figure hiding in the shadow. He looked up at the sky with a serious expression and murmured to himself: "Is it that saint who took action? Who else can there be except him for such terrifying pressure?"

Above Zhaixing Tower, the wind and clouds changed color, and a huge palm slowly appeared.

The palm is covered with golden patterns, and mysterious and powerful power flows in the patterns. The light shines, as if it can penetrate everything.

With its appearance, the entire city seemed to have encountered a strong earthquake of magnitude 10 in Lisch and shaking violently.

The solid city wall was overwhelmed, and shocking cracks quickly spread, like the mouth of a hideous giant beast.

The pressure contained in this palm is extremely domineering, and it is several times more terrifying than Ling Xiao's full force before, making everyone in the city feel as if they were in the Nine Nether Hell, full of despair.

Everyone in the city felt their chests were stuffy and their breathing became extremely difficult. The air seemed to be drained in an instant, and there was only one thought in his mind circling wildly: such a terrifying power could not be resisted at all!

Ling Xiao was like a god of war, standing firm.

He held the knife in his hand tightly, his knuckles turned white due to the force, and the blade body trembled slightly, as if responding to the pressure with his master.

He looked up and looked straight at the giant hand firmly. There was no fear in his eyes, but only the determination to move forward.

"Zhu'er, go and hide in the formation!" Ling Xiao's voice was calm, with unquestionable power.

After saying that, he suddenly pushed Xiao Lianzhu into the formation of the Domineering Empire.

He had worked hard to create that big array carefully.

It incorporates many rare materials and advanced formations, and its power is extraordinary. Even a powerful person in Cangyue Realm may not be able to break through with all his strength.

In this crisis-ridden moment, it may be the safest place at this moment.

He took a deep breath, his chest fluctuated violently, his eyes tightly locked the giant hand in the sky that covered the sky, and the cold light in his hand flashed, just like his decisive state of mind at this moment.

Do you regret it?

No!

Lingxiao's heart lake did not show any ripples of regret.

His eyes were as firm as rocks, his breath was restrained but exuded the courage to look at death, and he could only die in his heart.

Just as the huge hand was about to take a thunderous shot, Jiang Yuyan, who had been silent like a quiet cold pool, suddenly turned her head to look at Ling Xiao, her voice was low but unquestionable: "Boy, I have been obsessed with the rise and fall of the Magic Building for my whole life. Now the deadline is approaching. I hope you can rebuild the Magic Building. Please give me this!"

After saying that, she gently tapped the void with her toes, and her body rose from the ground. The magic sword in her hand roared, and the demonic energy around her body rolled into a thick black magic light, rushing towards the giant hand without hesitation, as if she wanted to use this meager force to smash the desperate situation in front of her.
Chapter completed!