Don't say that revenge can't be avenged.

I'm afraid even his father will die.

"Okay, you can go."

Ling Xiao slapped it down with a palm.

Zhao Yujian ended this sinful life in despair.

After killing Zhao Yujian, Ling Xiao cooperated with Destroy the Black Dragon and began to clear the area.

All the warriors from Jin'ao Island and Han Iceland were killed, leaving no one alive.

The warrior who was still trying to pick up a bargain in the distance ran away as if he was crazy.

terrible.

What did they see!

It's so scary.

At this time, four large black birds condensed above Ling Xiao's head.

This shows that the total number of his black birds has reached forty.

Among the warriors from Jin'ao Island who were killed just now, there were also several warriors with an even number of black birds or more.

"Let's use the power of the twelve black birds first."

Ling Xiao thought for a while.

Although the level of the secret realm opened by the twelve black birds is only the penultimate level.

But the secret realm is right in front of us, and it would be too polite not to open it.

Moreover, the warrior is still hiding.

There are more than 400 people in Han Iceland alone.

If you want to get the black bird in the future, there are still many opportunities.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiao turned his head and looked at the cave, wanting to open the cave.

However, at this moment, a dangerous atmosphere suddenly came.

Extremely fast.

One moment I was thousands of meters away, and the next moment I was in front of me.

The terrifying sword light pierced Ling Xiao's throat.

The ruthless attack will definitely be fatal.

A hot feeling swept through my body, as if a sword of fire was coming.

Every time it came, it seemed as if Ling Xiao's whole body was going to melt.

Ling Xiao snorted coldly.

The saint's spear in his hand stabbed out directly.

A strike that explodes with four dragon-shaped dragon essences.

boom!

The shadow was shattered.

It turned out to be a long sword condensed with flames.

The sword shattered into pieces, as if there was a rain of fire.

Ling Xiao stood there without moving, looking indifferently into the distance.

There is a figure there.

A head of fiery red hair.

The whole body is also a red robe.

Extremely hot.

Ling Xiao recognized this person.

One of the six people from the Northern Immortal Valley who is the strongest among the Four Immortal Valleys seems to be named Yan Rong!

Jin Yan would definitely like this terrifying blazing heat, but unfortunately, Jin Yan is not here.

There is only a black bird above this guy's head.

But it is that kind of large black bird.

Small blackbirds are about the size of bees.

The large one is actually the size of a sparrow.

It means that this person has killed ten people.

Of course, it's a little less than him.

But he is definitely a ruthless character.

"Yan Rong, haha, do you really think that the warriors of the Four Immortals Valley are invincible? How dare you come here to join in the fun."

Ling Xiao sneered and looked at Yan Rong.

There was also a look of greed in his eyes.

He wants the Yanrong black bird.
Chapter completed!