Chapter 387

"Lingxiao, with your little accomplishments, dare you act wild in front of me?"

Immortal Shaoyang is holding a big gold knife. The terrible blade is diffuse in his eyes, and his whole body is full of blazing blade gang.

But the next moment his face changed, and the divine light cut by him turned into a chaotic mist, in which the force of the five elements was bred, and instantly divided into a boundary to envelop him.

Four images turn into five elements, five elements seal the sky!

"Old man, die!"

Lingxiao's eyes were cold. At the moment, he only felt that his heart was full of anger and killing opportunities, which needed to be vented by killing.

These people in front of them don't know how to live or die. They even want to fight the disciples of Changsheng sect. In Lingxiao's eyes, they are all dead.

The so-called Shaoyang immortal also failed to pose any threat to Lingxiao. As soon as the five elements seal the sky, he immediately deprived the power of heaven and earth around Shaoyang immortal.

"What?!"

Shaoyang immortal's complexion changed greatly, but Lingxiao had killed him in the air. The palm spit out the blazing blade and cut it off towards his neck.

Click!

Shaoyang immortal's big gold knife blocked him, and was instantly chopped by Lingxiao's palm knife. At the same time, a huge blood mark was left on his chest, dripping with blood.

Shaoyang immortal felt a cold killing. At this time, he knew Lingxiao's terror. Even if he was the seventh cultivation of heaven and man, he was not Lingxiao's opponent at all.

"Ling Shao, spare my life. I'm willing to be an ox, a horse, a slave and a servant!"

Immortal Shaoyang's eyes were full of prayer. He was finally afraid.

"It's late!"

Lingxiao looked very cold. A bright sword was cut out in the air. Immortal Shaoyang's big head rose to the sky, and his eyes were full of unwilling and regret.

"Immortal Shaoyang was killed by Lingxiao?"

Many martial artists were stunned, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

In their hearts, immortal Shaoyang was the only strong person under the Marquis, and even died in Lingxiao's hands.

Many people began to tremble all over and their faces were bloodless.

Lingxiao in the void, white clothes are better than snow, and Jinxia is surrounded, but their eyes are full of cold killing opportunities, which makes them tremble and feel locked by a killing opportunity.

"Run!"

"Go, this evil star is possessed!"

The death of immortal Shaoyang completely shattered the war spirit in their hearts. One by one, they began to run frantically around for fear that they didn't have a long leg.

Boom!

Lingxiao's bright golden light rose up, like a golden ocean, instantly divided into countless bright swords, shooting down from the sky.

Poof poof!

Countless strong men were pierced into their bodies, screamed below, and all died in Lingxiao's hands.

Even Feng's eyes showed a trace of unbearable color. She opened her mouth to persuade, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Although these people look poor, they deserve to die!

The strong bloody gas filled the earth, and there was a river of blood on the earth. Hundreds of martial artists, without exception, died in Lingxiao's hands, making this place like Shura hell.

Lingxiao was full of evil spirit and slowly walked down from the void.

"Let's go!"

Lingxiao said faintly.

"Where are you going?" The Phoenix girl was slightly stunned.

"Kill the devil!"

Lingxiao said three words without expression. The whole person instantly turned into a golden light and shot away in the distance.

"It's strange that this boy is becoming more and more like him. Is it difficult that the master's character will also be transmitted to his disciples?"

Looking at Lingxiao's back, the old goat showed a look of doubt in his eyes, shook his head and followed up.

The news that Lingxiao didn't die detonated the whole immortal secret place in an instant.

In particular, Lingxiao killed hundreds of martial artists, which made people bleed like Shura hell. The blood dyed the earth red and shocked countless people.

"Didn't lord Mokong say that Lingxiao died in the hands of the magic tree? How could he come back to life?"

Some people were shocked, their eyes were full of incredible look, the terror of phantom ancient trees, and even the Lord of the holy land once said that the realm of kings was invincible.

Even if Lingxiao is a demon again, it is impossible to escape from the phantom ancient tree, but now Lingxiao actually appears alive in front of everyone and sets off a huge killing.

"Lingxiao has been possessed and slaughtered countless martial artists. It's a terrible crime. Everyone can kill him!"

The God of Dahong ancient kingdom sent out a message according to the prince, calling on all martial artists in the Changsheng secret territory to kill Lingxiao.

"Lingxiao killed hundreds of martial artists? Isn't it a rumor? It's said that Lingxiao is only the cultivation of the master's territory!"

"I don't think it's true. It's said that even immortal Shaoyang died in Lingxiao's hands, but immortal Shaoyang once tied with the strong one in heaven and man. The power of gangyang Tiandao formula is unparalleled. If he wants to kill Lingxiao, Lingxiao will die!"

"I think someone wants to fish in troubled waters and release false news!"

Some people are skeptical. After all, the rumors are too frightening. They massacred hundreds of martial artists on their own. Among them, there are many strong people in heaven and earth. Even the sun god, dragon son and others may not be able to do it.

But then Mokong stood up and confirmed the news.

"Lingxiao is not dead, but he has been bewitched by the ancient magic tree and has become a great devil who only knows how to kill! Anyone who can tell Lingxiao's exact whereabouts can become the true disciple of the silent demon sect!"

After Mo Kong's words were heard out, all the martial artists in the whole immortal secret place were boiling.

It turned out that the rumor was true. Lingxiao really killed hundreds of martial artists, but the reason why he was so terrible was that he was lost by the magic tree.

Suddenly, some warriors who were not afraid of death began to search everywhere for Lingxiao's whereabouts.

"Do you think Lingxiao took the longevity fruit tree?"

Deep in the secret realm, on a mountain peak, the king of silence looked at the magic sky and said faintly.

"It should be him! Wanshou fruit tree is cultivated with the nourishment of extraterritorial demons. It's not far from the ancient magic tree. If Lingxiao doesn't die, it's probably him! When the Lord sees him and verifies his breath, everything will come to light!"

There was a cold killing way in the eyes of Mo Kong.

He didn't think that Lingxiao was not dead at all. Thinking of the humiliation he received in the phantom ancient tree, Mokong wanted to break Lingxiao into pieces.

"Don't worry, whether he has longevity fruit trees or not, he's dead!"

Silence Wang Han's voice.

"Lord, haven't you found the real treasure house of longevity?" Mokong looked at the mysterious lake in front of him and asked aloud.

"The real longevity treasure house should be in the middle of this lake. We have caught all the people of the longevity gate. We have found the trace of the longevity treasure house with their blood essence. Before long, the real longevity treasure house will be opened!"

Referring to the treasure house of eternal life, the eyes of the silent king also showed a fiery color.