Wherever the storm passed, the air was ignited instantly, turning into a raging fire, and the ground cracked inch by inch, with huge cracks like hideous scars.

Countless gravels were swept into it, and together with the Thunder Dragon, Wind Blade, and Fire Lotus, sweeping towards Lingxiao, as if they were about to completely submerge him.

The blue veins bulged between Ling Xiao's forehead, and the bronze arm muscles were tangled together like dragons.

He clenched his teeth, shouted, and inserted the bloodthirsty knife into the ground. The moment the blade sank into the bluestone, it seemed like two stars hitting, splashing several dazzling Mars. The buzzing sound of the blade trembled, like the roar of an ancient giant beast, shaking the surrounding gravel, as if it was about to be crushed by this force in the next second.

In an instant, the demonic intentions around him were like the boiling magma under a volcano, surging wildly with him as the center. The dark magic energy surged in the void, gradually condensed into substance, turning into countless black holy patterns emitting faint light.

These holy patterns are like spiritual objects with life, flexibly intertwined and hovered in the air, colliding and fusing with each other, and finally formed black shields with dark golden patterns on the surface.

The edge of the shield was swept with tiny black flames. Although these flames were small, they emitted a destructive aura, burning the approaching storm of destruction and sparks flew everywhere.

Just kidding, playing with Holy Patterns, he is an expert, how could he be easily defeated by these people?"

Ling Xiao thought to himself, a disdainful sneer appeared on his face, and the blood from the corners of his mouth shone with a strange purple color against the backdrop of the magic pattern, adding a bit of evil to his already cold face.

But facing the destruction storm activated by the twelve strong men with all their might, fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the seemingly indestructible holy pattern shield.

Those cracks are like spider webs that spread rapidly in winter. Strips of dark golden light seep out of each gap, as if the shield has its own "bloodline", which is now disintegrating and dying.

Just when everyone thought Ling Xiao would die, he suddenly raised his head and showed a ferocious grin on his face. Blood kept dripping along the corners of his raised mouth, corroding charred holes on the ground and wisps of black smoke emerged.

He flicked his fingers lightly, and a sharp energy shot out. The bloodthirsty knife inserted into the ground instantly turned into a red stream of light, wrapped in a hot breath and sank into the palm of his palm.

At the same time, a pillar of light wrapped in the dark magic energy soared into the sky. The light beam flashed in the pillar of light, making a crackling sound, and a dark magic sword slowly emerged.

Demon Lord Black Sky Sword!

The ancient runes on the sword are like mysterious spells, flowing with a breathtaking light, as if they are trying to suck human souls into the endless abyss.

The magic dragon head carved at the hilt of the sword is lifelike, with a large mouth and fangs exposed, and two ruby-like eyes flashing with fierce light, as if they want to devour all the vitality in the world.

Although Ling Xiao finally made a plan with the royal family and carefully planned it, people mistakenly thought that this sword was not in his hands, and he had gained a lot of room for himself to deal with.

But in this situation, with strong enemies around him, and he had to use this trump card.

What's more, the previous plan was not so smooth, and the Qin family and the Yu tribe did not fight at all, as if they had seen through his plans.

These people seem to be planning to kill him first to prevent future troubles.

"It's really not that easy to fool." A cold light flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and the demonic energy around him surged again, like a surging black wave, shaking the blood-colored cage above his head. The rune light on the cage was dim, as if it was about to break under this powerful force.

Since that's the case, there is no need to hide it, just take it out and use it.

This scene made the Holy Lord of the Holy Temple see that his originally greedy face instantly turned pale as paper, bloodless, and his pupils dwindled sharply to the size of a needle point.

"No! It's the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword, retreat quickly! Quickly!" The Holy Lord's voice trembled, with unconcealed horror, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

But before he finished speaking, the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword had already emitted the pressure to suppress the heavens.

The void seemed to be torn apart by this force, and countless tiny space cracks spread around the edge of the sword, like a hideous wound, overflowing from it with a chaotic aura.

More than a dozen strong men felt a huge force like a mountain falling from the sky, as if millions of mountains were pressing down at the same time, their knees hit the ground hard, and the armor and stone slabs collided with each other, making a dull sound, which was particularly harsh in this quiet battlefield.

Their bodies were like being held down by invisible hands, unable to move, and their faces were filled with pain and despair.

The woman and the old man in the lead struggled in vain. The spiritual energy around them surged wildly, forming a layer of defensive light curtain on the surface of their bodies, trying to break through the pressure.

The woman's hair was dancing wildly, her beautiful eyes were wide open, the old man's hair was wide open, and her hands were sealed, but in the face of the power of the Black Sky Sword, these resistances seemed so small, like an ant shaking a tree.

Ling Xiao smiled coldly, and a cold arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. His wrist turned lightly, and the runes on the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword were bright, as if countless stars were flashing on the sword.

The newest ⊥小⊥小⊥ said⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥⊥!

A black sword light wrapped in a surging demonic energy cut through the sky and slashed out towards everyone. Wherever the sword light passed, the space collapsed inch by inch, making a sharp roar, as if the whine of time and space were wailing, as if even time had frozen at this moment, and the whole world was in a dead silence. Only this terrifying sword light was raging between heaven and earth.

The Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, as the natal sword of the former Demon Lord, is engraved with an ancient and mysterious god-killing spell on it.

Every pattern is like the scars of time, soaked in the blood of countless powerful people, carrying countless resentment and power.

Now, Ling Xiao is deeply trapped in the desperate situation of life and death. At that moment when his life is hanging on the line, the magical power hidden in his body explodes instantly, resonating with the Black Sky Sword.

This resonance is like a key, opening the door to terrifying power that has been sleeping in the sword for a long time, allowing it to be awakened more.

The light suddenly surged, and the light was so deep that it seemed to be able to swallow everything. The whole sword seemed to turn into a mysterious and terrifying black hole in an instant, greedily absorbing all the light, spiritual energy and even the stable space around it.

Accompanied by this terrifying scene, the sword made a sour scream, and the sound seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, penetrated the soul and made people shudder.

A dark sword light, like the death scythe in the dark night, came to tears the sky.

Wherever it passes, the space is like a fragile mirror, instantly showing dense spider-web-like cracks.

The sword light was filled with the terrifying pressure that was as fast as the world's creation, and it was extremely fast. It was difficult for the naked eye to capture its trajectory. Only a blurry dark afterimage could be seen, as if it had never really existed, but it had actually changed everything around it.

In front of this terrifying sword light, there were more than a dozen powerful people in the Holy Temple, including the old man and the woman, who had no time to react.
Chapter completed!