Chapter 1110
Boom!
Lingxiao's whole body is resplendent with golden haze, emitting magnificent divine fluctuations. His Qi and blood are surging, turning into a dragon shape and winding around him. It is lifelike, making Lingxiao look like a peerless Dragon God!
His eyes were calm and indifferent. Almost in an instant, he killed Mo Tong.
Before the elders of the other three dead families reacted, Mo Tong had lost all his bones. Their eyes were full of incredible looks, and they retreated in an instant. Their eyes were full of extremely alert looks, staring at Lingxiao.
"This... How is it possible?!"
The elders of the three dead families were extremely shocked. Ink is also a strong one among the dead families. A God was killed in this way?
The strength of ink is similar to them. Lingxiao can kill ink. Does it also mean that Lingxiao can easily kill them?
And they can feel that Lingxiao exudes a strong Shinto breath all over him, which is clearly a strong God.
But for millions of years, the door of the divine world has been closed, and no one in the world should be able to become a God. How can this guy in front of you be a God?
"The flesh becomes a God?! did you go this way?"
Mo soul, the leader of the dead clan, was originally very indifferent, but Lingxiao couldn't calm down after killing Mo Tong with one punch.
His eyes were full of incomparable horror. Seeing Lingxiao's terrible body, he seemed to think of something, and his voice trembled.
The flesh becomes a God, which can be called invincible in the same realm!
This realm in ancient legends even appeared in front of them.
And it seems that Lingxiao should only be in his twenties? Having such a terrible cultivation at such a young age is simply subverting the cognition of ink soul.
"It's your turn!"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed at the center and killed the other three strong dead families!
Boom!
His body is glittering and translucent, exudes powerful divine fluctuations, and seems to be filled with a layer of mysterious light, which makes him invincible, invincible vertically and horizontally, and almost all his casual punches have the power of a full blow before he broke through.
The golden fist seal runs through the void and envelops the strong elders of the three dead families, containing the power to crush everything.
"Stop!"
As soon as the face of the ink soul changed, his eyes were full of gloom and anger, and he clapped down towards the sky!
After knowing that Lingxiao became a God, he knew that the elders of the three dead families must not be Lingxiao's opponent. If he didn't fight again, I'm afraid they would all die in Lingxiao's hands!
Boom!
But how could Lingxiao stop because of Mo soul's words? These dead people are very arrogant and don't subdue them. I'm afraid they can't hand over the coffin at all.
Lingxiao's fist seal was pressed down horizontally, and the speed was fast to the extreme. The elders of the three dead families all changed their complexion. They clenched their teeth one after another and used powerful and unparalleled attack methods to block Lingxiao's fist.
Three black lights rose into the sky. They were a sword, a knife gang and a stick shadow, which respectively represented the strongest attack means of the elders of the three dead families. They were vast, terrible and contained the power to crush everything.
Click!
But the golden fist print fell, powerful and unparalleled, crushing everything. The three black lights were like paper paste and broke in an instant.
Poof!
Lingxiao's fist did not reduce, and suddenly hit the elders of the three dead families. They suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood like lightning, and their breath became extremely depressed.
The three strong gods are so vulnerable!
At the same time, Mo soul's eyes were full of murders. He saw that Lingxiao didn't care about his attack at all and wanted to suppress the elders of the three dead families. Suddenly, the black light in the palm became more and more intense, as if there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, shooting behind Lingxiao.
This palm looks silent, but it contains extremely terrible power!
Lingxiao's eyes flashed at the center, revealing a trace of irony.
He did not dodge, but resisted the palm of the ink soul.
Boom!
The ink soul printed on Lingxiao's back, and suddenly the light was bright, like thunder.
Lingxiao's body rose a bright golden light, and the power contained in the palm of the ink soul began to melt like ice and snow. Although it was still firmly photographed on Lingxiao's body, at least 80% of the power was melted.
Bang!
A dull noise came, Lingxiao suddenly trembled, and then his body was shocked back more than ten steps before he stood firm!
But the face of the ink soul has become extremely ugly.
Although one palm shocked Lingxiao back more than ten steps, he could feel that that palm could not hurt Lingxiao at all, but just let him back.
Lingxiao's body seems to contain a mysterious power that can dissolve all divine powers and martial arts, which is almost as inviolable as the legendary ten thousand methods.
Is it true that the flesh is such a pervert?
The heart of the ink soul also became extremely dignified in an instant!
"You are worthy of being the leader of the dead clan. Your strength is really strong! If I guessed correctly, I'm afraid your strength has reached the peak of the divine realm?"
Lingxiao turned back and showed a sharp look in her eyes.
He just didn't dodge on purpose, just to see how strong his body is now.
The result was also a great surprise to him. Even if Mo soul didn't use his full strength, at least 80% or 90% of his strength. As a result, he didn't hurt Lingxiao.
The flesh becomes a God. It's really terrible!
"Who is your excellency?"
Ink soul stared at Lingxiao and asked, and finally began to face Lingxiao.
"Changsheng gate, Lingxiao! There are seven of my disciples buried in the coffin you took away. As long as you hand it over, I can spare you from death! Otherwise, all the dead will die!"
Lingxiao said faintly.
These dead people are the bodies of ancient strong people, which have derived their wisdom again. Although they hide in wancoffin mountain, they may be involved with those ancient strong people. As a last resort, Lingxiao doesn't want to tear his face with the dead people.
But if they really toast and don't drink, it's no wonder he.
"Lingxiao of Changsheng gate? You are the God of war who killed the God of war hall and is known as the first person in the world? The supreme swallow of heaven 10000 years ago is really extraordinary. It's really disrespectful!"
The eyes of the ink soul flashed and looked at Lingxiao with some dignity.
"Unexpectedly, you dead people will also pay attention to the outside world! The first person in the world dare not say, hand over the things!"
Lingxiao said faintly.
"We can give you the coffin, but you have to give me seven days to prepare it!"
The eyes of the ink soul flashed and said slowly.
Lingxiao's whole body is resplendent with golden haze, emitting magnificent divine fluctuations. His Qi and blood are surging, turning into a dragon shape and winding around him. It is lifelike, making Lingxiao look like a peerless Dragon God!
His eyes were calm and indifferent. Almost in an instant, he killed Mo Tong.
Before the elders of the other three dead families reacted, Mo Tong had lost all his bones. Their eyes were full of incredible looks, and they retreated in an instant. Their eyes were full of extremely alert looks, staring at Lingxiao.
"This... How is it possible?!"
The elders of the three dead families were extremely shocked. Ink is also a strong one among the dead families. A God was killed in this way?
The strength of ink is similar to them. Lingxiao can kill ink. Does it also mean that Lingxiao can easily kill them?
And they can feel that Lingxiao exudes a strong Shinto breath all over him, which is clearly a strong God.
But for millions of years, the door of the divine world has been closed, and no one in the world should be able to become a God. How can this guy in front of you be a God?
"The flesh becomes a God?! did you go this way?"
Mo soul, the leader of the dead clan, was originally very indifferent, but Lingxiao couldn't calm down after killing Mo Tong with one punch.
His eyes were full of incomparable horror. Seeing Lingxiao's terrible body, he seemed to think of something, and his voice trembled.
The flesh becomes a God, which can be called invincible in the same realm!
This realm in ancient legends even appeared in front of them.
And it seems that Lingxiao should only be in his twenties? Having such a terrible cultivation at such a young age is simply subverting the cognition of ink soul.
"It's your turn!"
Lingxiao's eyes flashed at the center and killed the other three strong dead families!
Boom!
His body is glittering and translucent, exudes powerful divine fluctuations, and seems to be filled with a layer of mysterious light, which makes him invincible, invincible vertically and horizontally, and almost all his casual punches have the power of a full blow before he broke through.
The golden fist seal runs through the void and envelops the strong elders of the three dead families, containing the power to crush everything.
"Stop!"
As soon as the face of the ink soul changed, his eyes were full of gloom and anger, and he clapped down towards the sky!
After knowing that Lingxiao became a God, he knew that the elders of the three dead families must not be Lingxiao's opponent. If he didn't fight again, I'm afraid they would all die in Lingxiao's hands!
Boom!
But how could Lingxiao stop because of Mo soul's words? These dead people are very arrogant and don't subdue them. I'm afraid they can't hand over the coffin at all.
Lingxiao's fist seal was pressed down horizontally, and the speed was fast to the extreme. The elders of the three dead families all changed their complexion. They clenched their teeth one after another and used powerful and unparalleled attack methods to block Lingxiao's fist.
Three black lights rose into the sky. They were a sword, a knife gang and a stick shadow, which respectively represented the strongest attack means of the elders of the three dead families. They were vast, terrible and contained the power to crush everything.
Click!
But the golden fist print fell, powerful and unparalleled, crushing everything. The three black lights were like paper paste and broke in an instant.
Poof!
Lingxiao's fist did not reduce, and suddenly hit the elders of the three dead families. They suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood like lightning, and their breath became extremely depressed.
The three strong gods are so vulnerable!
At the same time, Mo soul's eyes were full of murders. He saw that Lingxiao didn't care about his attack at all and wanted to suppress the elders of the three dead families. Suddenly, the black light in the palm became more and more intense, as if there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, shooting behind Lingxiao.
This palm looks silent, but it contains extremely terrible power!
Lingxiao's eyes flashed at the center, revealing a trace of irony.
He did not dodge, but resisted the palm of the ink soul.
Boom!
The ink soul printed on Lingxiao's back, and suddenly the light was bright, like thunder.
Lingxiao's body rose a bright golden light, and the power contained in the palm of the ink soul began to melt like ice and snow. Although it was still firmly photographed on Lingxiao's body, at least 80% of the power was melted.
Bang!
A dull noise came, Lingxiao suddenly trembled, and then his body was shocked back more than ten steps before he stood firm!
But the face of the ink soul has become extremely ugly.
Although one palm shocked Lingxiao back more than ten steps, he could feel that that palm could not hurt Lingxiao at all, but just let him back.
Lingxiao's body seems to contain a mysterious power that can dissolve all divine powers and martial arts, which is almost as inviolable as the legendary ten thousand methods.
Is it true that the flesh is such a pervert?
The heart of the ink soul also became extremely dignified in an instant!
"You are worthy of being the leader of the dead clan. Your strength is really strong! If I guessed correctly, I'm afraid your strength has reached the peak of the divine realm?"
Lingxiao turned back and showed a sharp look in her eyes.
He just didn't dodge on purpose, just to see how strong his body is now.
The result was also a great surprise to him. Even if Mo soul didn't use his full strength, at least 80% or 90% of his strength. As a result, he didn't hurt Lingxiao.
The flesh becomes a God. It's really terrible!
"Who is your excellency?"
Ink soul stared at Lingxiao and asked, and finally began to face Lingxiao.
"Changsheng gate, Lingxiao! There are seven of my disciples buried in the coffin you took away. As long as you hand it over, I can spare you from death! Otherwise, all the dead will die!"
Lingxiao said faintly.
These dead people are the bodies of ancient strong people, which have derived their wisdom again. Although they hide in wancoffin mountain, they may be involved with those ancient strong people. As a last resort, Lingxiao doesn't want to tear his face with the dead people.
But if they really toast and don't drink, it's no wonder he.
"Lingxiao of Changsheng gate? You are the God of war who killed the God of war hall and is known as the first person in the world? The supreme swallow of heaven 10000 years ago is really extraordinary. It's really disrespectful!"
The eyes of the ink soul flashed and looked at Lingxiao with some dignity.
"Unexpectedly, you dead people will also pay attention to the outside world! The first person in the world dare not say, hand over the things!"
Lingxiao said faintly.
"We can give you the coffin, but you have to give me seven days to prepare it!"
The eyes of the ink soul flashed and said slowly.
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