And the black knife intent exuded a disgusting and rotting atmosphere, like an evil ghost crawling out of the Nine Nether Hell.

Once the blue bricks on the ground come into contact with this black gas, dense honeycomb-shaped holes immediately appear on the surface.

The yellow-green poisonous smoke rose from the holes, twisting and tangling in the air, as if groups of evil elves were dancing.

The two forces collided violently in the air, bursting out a faint purple arc. The arc was like a lively snake, wandering around freely, twisting the entire space into a strange vortex.

In the center of the vortex, the space seemed to be torn apart, revealing the bottomless darkness.

"Kill!" Ling Xiao's throat let out a roar like a trapped beast. The roar seemed to come from the Jiuyou Hell, with endless sorrow and determination.

The sound waves were like a sharp blade, shaking the void, and the ripples were like ripples on the water surface, constantly spreading around.

A hundred feet away behind him, a towering palace pillar exploded under the impact of this roar.

Countless gravel splashed out like cannonballs, then scattered in mid-air, shattered wildly by an invisible powerful force.

It turns into subtle powder and floats in the air, like a silent funeral.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's eyes were only dazzling blood, and the tragic situation of the slaughter of the warriors of the Domineering Empire flashed through his mind.

Live lives disappeared before our eyes, and the enemy's hideous grin lingered like a ghost.

Since witnessing that scene, the obsession with revenge has become like a gangrene attached to the bone, deeply rooted in his heart. Today is the time for the reckoning of hatred!

Just as his blade was about to be unsheathed, the moment when his destiny determined his life and death, a roar that was enough to tear his eardrums suddenly exploded from behind.

Ling Xiao was facing a great enemy, and his body instantly turned on his body and was alert, and his movements were as quick as a cheetah.

The Shadow Demon, who had just been severely injured by the one-eyed old ghost, was now tightly wrapped around his body by ink-like demonic energy. The demonic energy was so thick that it seemed to swallow all the light.

The originally curled body was expanding at a jaw-dropping speed. Under the skin, countless tentacle-shaped black shadows were squirming wildly, like a group of demons trapped under the skin, eager to break free from the constraints.

These tentacles kept shaking and tearing, pushing the shadow demon's body into a mess, and black blood flowed out of the wound, emitting a suffocating stench.

The shadow demon roared to the sky, and the sound seemed to shatter the sky. The black blood spurted out of his mouth strangely condensed into countless hideous skulls in the air. Each skull let out a shrill wail, as if telling endless pain and resentment.

The majestic pressure swept over the sky like a surging tide.

The ground under Ling Xiao's feet could not withstand the pressure of this force and suddenly cracked into countless huge spider webs.

Countless gravels were slammed into the air by this invisible force, colliding with each other and rubbing in the sky, making harsh sounds.

The smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun quickly spread out, as if the end of the world was coming.

In this smoke and dust, the Shadow Demon's figure has soared to ten feet high, like a towering black mountain.

The wings slowly unfolding behind it, each feather flows with a thick as asphalt shadow. The shadow seems to have life, flowing among the feathers, and flickering.

The wings swayed gently, causing gusts of fishy wind. Wherever they passed, the trees seemed to be cursed by the years, withered and decayed in an instant, turning into piles of white bones, scattered on the ground, witnessing the terrifying power of the Shadow Demon.

What is even more terrifying is that ancient and mysterious runes emerged from its forehead. These runes exuded the pressure of the ancient demon god. As the runes flowed, light flashed. The spiritual energy of the entire world seemed to have been summoned by some mysterious summons, gathering towards it frantically, forming a huge spiritual vortex around it, as if it was about to involve the entire world in it.

"This is actually the evil consciousness of the human king era!" The Holy Lord of the Holy Hall exclaimed. His thin fingers turned white due to the force, and each blue vein suddenly rose under his skin like a twisted dragon.

At this moment, his battle with the Green Spirit is in a fierce stage and the stalemate cannot be reached.

Beads of sweat as big as beans on the Holy Lord's forehead rolled down, winding down the wrinkles across the gullies, and soon soaked the collar of the Taoist robe, and a dark water mark was stained on his chest.

In contrast, the green spirit has a graceful figure, and is surrounded by lush green light, like a layer of dreamy gauze.

The sword in her hand was very agile, just like a spirit snake, and it kept swallowing and spitting. Every time it was beaten out, it brought out a sharp sound of breaking through the air, colliding with the powerful palm wind of the Holy Lord, and instantly burst out with blue sparks in the sky, which was extremely dazzling.

However, the sudden arrival of the Shadow Demon was like a huge rock thrown into the calm lake, which instantly caused a drastic change in the battle situation.

The darkness as thick as asphalt surged like a surging tide. Wherever it passed, the ground seemed to be torn hard by an invisible giant hand, instantly corroding one bottomless black hole after another.

Dark purple lightning surging at the edge of the black hole, and the "crackling" burst sounds endlessly. The lightning was extremely domineering, swallowing all the light around it, and the entire space instantly fell into a deadly darkness.

In the air, the smell of rotten smell, the smell of rust and sulfur are mixed with each other, which is extremely pungent and makes people feel sick when they smell it.

The shadow demon's vertical pupils were beating, like two balls of ghost fire. The moment when the one-eyed old monster was locked, the dark wings behind it suddenly unfolded, like two huge night scenes.

Above the wings, the ancient runes emitted a dazzling red light, and the red light quickly spread, dyeing the world a strange blood color.

"boom!"

The shadow demon opened his mouth wide, and a black shadow arrow wrapped in the fragments of stars broke out into the air like a black meteor.

The arrows were filled with strange light, as if countless resentful spirits were struggling on them.

Wherever the shadow arrow passed, the air made a shrill and sharp roar. The space along the way was like fragile paper, cracking inch by inch, revealing bottomless cracks in time and space, and a terrifying whistling sound came from it.

The pupils of the one-eyed monster suddenly contracted, like a frightened jackdaw, and in a hurry formed a defensive handprint.

The handprint was shining with a dim golden light, but under the terrifying impact of the shadow arrow, it seemed so vulnerable.

In the blink of an eye, the protective energy of the one-eyed monster broke like glass, and his whole body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and hit the wall heavily.

With a dull and loud noise, a huge spider-web-like crack instantly hit the wall. The blood spurted out from the mouth of the one-eyed monster was strangely distorted in the air, condensed into strange black patterns, slowly falling.

"Ice Soul Demon-Sealing Array!" The two saints of Bingyan shouted loudly at the same time, and their voices rang through the sky.
Chapter completed!