As the last piece of blood was absorbed by Ling Xiao, people suddenly lost the target of competition, and there was a brief silence in the valley.
The confused monks gathered together subconsciously. After a moment, three distinct camps appeared on the scene.
One side is a team formed spontaneously by casual cultivators. They are the largest in number, but their strength is uneven, and most of them are in the early stages of foundation building;
On the other side is the team of the Red Clothes Sect. Thirty-five members of the cult are still alive today. They are dressed in blood-clothed clothes and have sinister and cold expressions. They exude a monstrous evil spirit and are extremely powerful. Almost all of them are in the middle stage of foundation building or above;
The last party, strictly speaking, is not a camp because there is only Ling Xiao.
Just now, his extremely powerful attack and massacre took away everyone's interests. Not only did he anger the Red Sect, he was also not tolerated by the casual cultivators present.
Even so, there was no worry in Ling Xiao's eyes under the mask. Instead, he looked at the two groups of people gathered together with great interest. There was a bottomless cold light in the depths of his deep eyes.
He spoke.
"Brothers, let's kill the evil cultivators of the Red Sect first, shall we?" Ling Xiao said in a sincere tone.
Who the hell is your brother?
The monk group turned a deaf ear, but some people's consciousness surrounded Ling Xiao, ready to move.
There was no way, the strength that Ling Xiao showed just now crushed everyone present, and that evil and demonic movement made everyone present feel scared!
For a time, the valley was filled with light.
Whether it is the Red Sect or the casual cultivator group, they are all scattered in all parts of the valley, forming a siege on Ling Xiao!
The casual cultivators and the Red Sect formed a tacit understanding - Ling Xiao, an unstable factor, must be eradicated as soon as possible!
What's more, Ling Xiao also plundered more than a dozen balls of blood, which carried coveted wealth. Of course, he had to spit them all out.
You took it all, shall we drink the northwest wind?
In the valley, the wind is blowing and the air is killing!
Ling Xiao calmly watched the movements of the people present. When he saw that he was surrounded by a group of people, he did not show any panic. Instead, he let out an expected laugh.
With a heavy burden like smoke, he wanted to leave, but no one could stop him.
The reason why he is still here is because he doesn't want to leave.
He recalled that when Jin Ling'er commissioned him, in order to hone the demon disintegration tactics, he carried out precise hunting and killing of the Red Sect killers who had sneaked into Linfeng City in the dark night.
That day, he said something.
I give you darkness.
Now, facing the Red Sect in Yunhuang Continent, he still has one sentence.
"I give you light."
Under the mask, Ling Xiao was judged like a god.
The peach wood sword was quietly unsheathed and fell into his hand. In an instant, his magic power was like a torrent of rivers, pouring into the sword!
Buzz…
In the valley, among the broken trees and corpses, and under the lava cracks, dozens of talisman lights dimly lit up!
Light appears!
I saw fifty pillars of flame rising neatly from the gaps in the magma and among the broken trees and corpses.
Each flame was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and it was like a flame whip, standing like towering vines, sweeping the entire place with overwhelming power!
"What?!"
"Get out of the way!"
There was an uproar and chaos.
No one expected that this surrounded prey would dare to take the lead.
And once he takes action, there are fifty fire whip talismans!
Even the power of this fire whip talisman is very wrong!
The monks present were caught off guard by this sudden onslaught of talisman spells. Before they could even scream, a loud scream followed.
The ultimate power of the talisman exploded as if to vent the anger of the Dayan Mountains towards humans who had been raging here for thousands of years.
The sky and the earth are like purgatory.
The bodies of monks struggling in the flames are everywhere, and the painful wails of monks before death are everywhere.
Ling Xiao was isolated in the sea of fire, as if cut off from the whole world. His eyes were as indifferent as standing on the clouds, looking down at the world.
"It's over."
He said.
"Why are you screaming so miserably? Do you not like the light? Okay, then I will give you darkness."
He said helplessly and snapped his fingers.
Darkness is coming!
The darkness has no cold meaning at all. Instead, it turns into balls of dark flaming dragon breath, just like the darkness under the Nine Nethers rolling up, attacking the whole place with overwhelming force!
Dragon Breath Talisman.
Two consecutive bursts of 50 talismans were powerful enough to shake mountains and rivers!
Ling Xiao plunged into the darkness.
Relying on the cover of darkness and the chaos of the scene, the jade embroidered knife ruthlessly cut through one neck after another, and the blood splashing out seemed to be the most beautiful movement of this killing feast.
What is killing?
Just swinging the knife.
The war shadow moved like a demon, barely caught by sight and consciousness. The remaining monks at the scene were already so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split. At this moment, the desire for survival defeated all greed. They scattered like birds and beasts, running around in panic.
Ling Xiao had no intention of pursuing those fleeing cultivators, but his consciousness was firmly locked on those evil cultivators in red.
He sacrificed the last talisman of this battle.
Level 3, Falling Star Talisman.
The leaves were swift and sharp, flying down one after another. Under the control of Ling Xiao's consciousness, they approached the remaining members of the red-clothed cult with seemingly slow speed.
The members of the red-clothed cult who were able to survive two rounds of talisman bombings were naturally the best among them. They all recognized the power of the third-level talisman and subconsciously evaded it while exclaiming.
However, he managed to avoid the talisman's bombardment, but he couldn't avoid Ling Xiao's magic weapon.
Ling Xiao held the jade chessboard in his hand, pulled out the densely packed chess pieces, and rushed out towards the red-clothed sect members. At the same time, his figure flashed and he was already running quickly in mid-air, approaching like lightning!
The previous demon hunting epiphany finally brought Ling Xiao's strength to a whole new level.
Really, dual cultivation of law and body!
The Jade Catalpa chessboard, which had been gathering dust for many years and had always been regarded as used for practicing military formations, finally shined like never before in the hands of Ling Xiao!
The chess pieces are all mixed up, but they contain elusive and mysterious trajectories. They seem to have turned into an unimaginable army, launching a fearless charge towards the enemy!
After extinguishing the flames and dispelling the darkness, it seemed like dawn was ushering in the valley, but it was also like a red-clothed sect sunset.
The dust has settled.
…
Ling Xiao lowered his figure, staggered, and almost fell down.
He quickly took out a pot of wine and poured a few sips into his mouth. At the same time, he silently ran the Huangting Sutra and quickly replenished the almost dry Dantian.
At the same time, Xiaoshu also hurriedly circulated the essence of life, swimming throughout Ling Xiao's body. Although it could not replenish his magic power, it also relieved his physical and mental fatigue.
[Strong, you pervert! 】
[What magical weapon did you use just now? It was too powerful! 】
Xiaoshu asked in surprise, extremely surprised by the strength displayed by Ling Xiao.
