Face Shang Qiong!

A brazen attack from this king-level powerhouse of the Thirteen God Realms.

Ling Xiao just smiled faintly and then waved his fist.

Defend the opponent's monument with your physical body.

This punch seemed to be able to smash the sky into pieces.

It hit the sky monument hard, and with a terrifying sound, the monument shattered, and Shang Qiong's attack was neutralized so easily.

The most terrifying thing is that Shang Qiong's inscribed chain has no effect on Ling Xiao.

The moment Ling Xiao waved his fist, it was shattered.

Ling Xiao's combat prowess is simply astonishing.

"kill!"

Shang Qiong had no time to be shocked as his subsequent attacks had already landed.

The ten heavenly monuments turned into a terrifying sky dragon and swooped down, killing Ling Xiao again.

For a time, the wind and clouds surged, and the Emperor of Heaven was shaken.

The ground around Ling Xiao suddenly collapsed.

Many warriors had no time to escape, and were directly killed on the spot by this terrifying coercion, turning into the most unjust corpses.

No, maybe the bodies are not complete.

It's really too miserable.

This scene was too shocking.

"The attack is very strong, but it's a pity that it's useless to me!"

Ling Xiao shook his head lightly, and still punched out. The power of divine destruction was integrated into this punch, full of the power to destroy the world.

"You are very lucky. Since the moment I entered the realm of the Twelve God Realms, I have never really made a move.

You can try this power first!

God’s Fist of Destruction!”

boom!

The sky dragon shatters!

However, Ling Xiao's fist still moved forward.

At that moment, Shang Qiong felt fear, and he saw a fist quickly enlarged in front of his eyes.

He turned around in horror and tried to escape.

But he found that he couldn't move, and his whole body was suppressed by a terrible force. At that moment, he was extremely desperate.

Extremely trembling.

However, everything is cloudy.

The fist hit him.

Shang Qiong felt like his body was falling apart.

The only remnant soul left was wailing in the void, a cry of despair and regret.

Then, everything turned into nothingness.

People looked at this scene in shock and couldn't believe it.

"Ling Xiao killed Shang Qiong?"

This is so shocking.

Although Shang Qiong is not a true god, he is still the top combat power under the true god.

Ling Xiao is the King of the Twelve God Realms. How did he achieve it?

"By the way, he has a real artifact on him, so he must have used a real artifact!"

someone shouted.

Indeed, Ling Xiao obtained a thunder-controlling hammer during the battle for hegemony among the ten kingdoms, which was a true one-star artifact.

But did he use it?

He smiled and didn't want to explain.

The contempt others have for him will actually become his advantage.

Most of the people from the Shang clan had been killed by Ling Xiao before. Those who were left behind could be said to be elites. Every one who died would be missing.

Shang Qiong is definitely one of the best.

However, Shang Qiong actually died, and was killed by Ling Xiao, which was simply unacceptable to the warriors of the Shang clan.

For a time, the four major forces actually retreated.

Only then did they realize that Ling Xiao had grown to a point where they could not match him at all.

If they join in this battle, they are simply seeking their own death.

"Seek death!"

Ling Xiao glanced at the four major forces with contempt: "Let's do it. The Shang Clan, the Xuanyuan Family, the Youdu Ghost Clan, and the Kun Clan will all be wiped out!"

Ling Xiao waved his hand, and a gate to the world actually appeared in the void.

One by one, masters walked out of the gate of the world.

The combat power of just two of them is enough to make the four major forces and the Ancient Sword Immortal City completely despair.

The Lord of the Ghost God Palace!

A true god-level existence!

Ancestor Qinglong!

A true god level existence!

Just these two can easily destroy the four major forces, but that's not all.

Even though the Tyrant Empire has not left any remaining strength elsewhere, not many people come.

But the people who come are still masters.

True God, there are hundreds of powerful people in the Thirteen God Realms combined.

At the same time, the army of the Tyrant Empire has already set out to attack the Youdu Ghost Clan, the Xuanyuan Family, and the Shang Clan.

There are strong men in charge.

Ling Xiao has been looking for an opportunity to destroy these families. Unexpectedly, they came to the door themselves. He couldn't accept this gift.

"Okay, Ji Mingshuang! Everything should be over!"

Ling Xiao turned back to look at Ji Mingshuang, and his figure suddenly disappeared in the void.

His cultivation level has improved, and his spatial divine way has been cultivated to a level close to perfection.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he arrived in front of Ji Mingshuang.

At this time, Ji Mingshuang looked so weak.

"If it were me, how could you defeat me?"

Ji Mingshuang shouted unwillingly.

"There are no ifs in this world. If you lose, you lose. Fusion!"

Ling Xiao put his hand on the top of Ji Mingshuang's head. At that moment, Ji Mingshuang found that his body began to fall apart and turned into elements.

"You can't do this, you have erased my personality, and my father will not let you go.

You are making an enemy of the Great God Xuanwu!"

Ji Mingshuang panicked.

"So what about the Great God Xuanwu? He's just a loser. All the gods are losers. He is obviously the most powerful existence among humans, but he is controlled by the Xingtian Clan. How ridiculous!"

Ling Xiao chuckled disdainfully.

Boom!

At this moment, the sky was filled with thunderclouds.

There was constant thunder.

"Is the Great God Xuanwu angry?"

Ling Xiao sneered and said: "Unfortunately, even you have to follow the laws of this world, because you are far behind the king of domination!

If I don't enter the realm of true gods, you can't kill me with your own hands.
To be continued...