Ling Xiao didn't bother to say anything anymore.

He ran out and rescued the Ghost Sword back to the Puppet City.

At this moment, a scream came.

It is said that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Even though the Flying Flame Lion is extremely weak.

But after all, it is still a perfect existence in the ultimate realm of elixir.

Just the release of black flames killed thousands of people.

The corpses fell to the ground like red raindrops.

Yu Feng, Yu Chen, Yang Qu, Yang Zhan, Yuan Meng, the woman in green, and Xue Feichi survived by chance.

But they couldn't afford to be seriously injured.

He didn't even have the strength to fight back.

"I told you not to go."

Ling Xiao sighed.

He volleyed in front of the flying flaming lion.

Someone had already rushed out and dragged those unable to move back to the Puppet City.

"Next, let's look at me."

He is the only one who knows the situation of the Flying Flame Lion best.

The bloodthirsty plague kept sending him information.

How could he not know?

"All hope can only be pinned on this mysterious boy."

"I don't know if he can do it."

"You have to do it even if you don't, otherwise we will all be doomed."

No one expected that it would be the current situation.

I originally thought that even if the Flying Flame Lion died, it would definitely be killed by the Ghost Sword or Yu Qiong.

But this possibility no longer exists.

Both Guijian and Yu Qiong lost their fighting ability.

Warriors at level 7 or above of the divine elixir realm are either dead or injured, and equally hopeless.

Only Ling Xiao is still basically unscathed.

"Demonstration cannot last forever.

It requires consuming magic energy.

The creatures among the devils and monsters can absorb magic energy.

But magic power is limited after all.

it's time!"

Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye accurately captured the moment when the flying flaming lion demonized and disappeared.

"Thousands of thunders to kill the immortal!"

Ling Xiao raised his hands to the sky and shouted.

On the ground, patterns of formations suddenly appeared.

Only then did everyone know.

This young man had already arranged a large formation and had been brewing strength.

This terrifying power comes from the energy of millions of monsters.

The energy comes from tens of thousands of warriors.

Integrate into this formation.

He unleashed a terrifying attack that was hundreds, even tens of thousands, times more powerful than what Ling Xiao himself could unleash.

Boom!

Thousands of thunders condensed into one.

It hit the flying flaming lion.

Although the Flying Flame Lion tried his best to resist.

It's a pity that all this is of no use.

It consumes a lot of power on demonization.

His body was tortured by the bloodthirsty plague.

Plus the damage caused to it by the ghost sword.
Chapter completed!