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Chapter 9707 The Twelve Evils of the Fairy Clan(2/2)

It's safer to feed them.

For the rest, it depends on performance.

Everyone is practicing.

Ling Xiao is also consolidating his cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Ling Xiao went to Fengming Mountain.

I learned a very surprising thing.

The Holy City fell.

The six major families in the provincial capital all moved away and disappeared without a trace.

Countless warriors died tragically at the hands of the strange clan.

And more warriors were transformed into a strange clan.

The most terrifying ability of the weird clan is this.

The more they fight, the more their number grows.

Although there are not many of them.

But often every time you occupy a place, you can transform countless others of the same kind.

With the Holy City and Sanctuary as the center, they marched in all directions at the same time.

Along the way, those who resist die.

Those who surrender transform.

This also allows their combat power to continuously increase.

The number of people keeps increasing.

Along the way, there was a river of blood, with almost no survivors.

This is too scary.

It's too frightening.

The forces near the Holy City left there one after another and migrated to the other eight Holy Emperors.

There are also a large number of emperor-level forces entering Canglan Sanctuary.

They gathered here to form a line of defense.

Fortunately, with the opening of the battle lines.

The top combat power of the Weird Clan is not enough.

Therefore, after encountering the counterattack from the Eight Holy Domains, the expansion was temporarily stopped.

Facing unprecedented pressure.

Almost threatened with annihilation.

All forces have put aside their past grievances.

Alliances were formed.

The alliance was named after the sanctuary.

Canglan Sanctuary is called Canglan Alliance.

Ling Xiao naturally also led the people from the Tyrant Society to join this alliance.

The grudges of the past are nothing.

In short, now, everyone is working together to fight against the powerful enemy.

Fighting occurs almost every day.

Someone dies almost every day.

"laugh!"

Ling Xiao's spear penetrated the body of a semi-saint and swallowed the energy essence in his body.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, he had no time to feel sad.

I don’t know how many times I fought.

He didn't know how many companions fell beside him.

He was already a little numb.

Now, his cultivation level has been promoted to the third level of semi-saint.

All this is because of constant fighting.

"Huh? What is that?"

Ling Xiao stopped.

I saw a large group of strange people being massacred.

A figure quickly approached Ling Xiao.

It turned out to be a holy spear!

The holy spear actually flew back by itself.

The holy spear that flew back instantly entered Ling Xiao's body.

"Holy Lord!"

A figure appeared in Ling Xiao's soul sea.

It was Chu Renxiong.

"Don't call me Holy Lord, I'm almost exhausted now."
Chapter completed!
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