Chapter 1888
Words:2017Update:22/08/05 07:57:46
"Don't be afraid!"
The leading Heavenly Demon Cult martial artist originally planned to sneak an attack on Ling Xiao, but when he saw the situation, he had no choice but to join in the formation of the Heavenly Demon Apparition. At least he managed to maintain the gigantic Heavenly Demon Apparition.
However, after a short while, the Heavenly Demon Apparition was destroyed by the terrifying sword essence storm. Not a single trace of it was left behind.
The ground was a mess.
The Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists all fell to the ground, their faces deathly pale.
They had lost in the battle of soul power, and they had lost completely.
Thirty-one of them were not as strong as one person's willpower.
"How can this guy have such terrifying sword essence? What cultivation realm is he at? What level is he at? "
Everyone was confused.
Although Ling Xiao looked like he was only at the seventh level of Yin Yang Realm, no one believed it.
Ling Xiao was able to kill the Wu King in an instant, which proved that his cultivation was at least at the twelfth level of Yin Yang Realm.
Even so, this guy should not be so powerful.
"Since you want to trap and kill me, I'll send you to your deaths!"
The thick smell of blood surged towards the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists like a tsunami. The Divine Sword of Light in Ling Xiao's hand had completely transformed into the Crimson Blood Sword.
All the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists could feel their Qi and blood leaving their bodies, being torn apart and pulled by something, surging towards the sword.
Just the terrifying aura alone was enough to take their lives.
Not to mention the terrifying sword essence and sword gleam.
"Crimson Blood Sword, kill!"
Ling Xiao spat out a word coldly, as though he was announcing the death penalty for the thirty-one Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists.
Then, Ling Xiao's body disappeared from the spot and transformed into a brilliant crimson sword gleam.
"Ah!"
The first scream was heard. The Heavenly Demon Cult martial artist who was touched by the Crimson Blood Sword immediately withered and lost all his blood.
A martial artist's blood was the foundation and the most important thing.
Without blood, one was a dead person, a living corpse.
The Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists wanted to turn Ling Xiao into a living corpse, but they never expected that they would be turned into living corpses by Ling Xiao first.
The terrifying sword light was as fast as lightning. Combined with Ling Xiao's astonishing [Swift Light God Traversal], it was simply like a blood-red lightning bolt. In an instant, seven or eight Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists had already been slaughtered.
The rest of the people looked at the terrifying blood-red lightning in horror, their hearts filled with despair and fear.
Death was actually so close to them. This was something they had never imagined.
They were from the Heavenly Demon Cult.
They had come here to kill Ling Xiao, but instead of killing Ling Xiao, they had been killed.
Run!
A few of the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists who were relatively strong forgot about the existence of the Myriad Thunderbolts Immortal Slaughtering Array and turned to flee outside.
Perhaps in their opinion, dying under the lightning and turning into ashes was better than being struck by this terrifying blood-red lightning.
But they were too slow.
In other words, Ling Xiao's sword was simply too fast.
In the blink of an eye, the thirty one people had all died under the blood-red lightning sword light.
Ling Xiao stood there with the scarlet blood sword in hand, watching as all the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists began to wither and pour their blood into the scarlet blood sword.
This scarlet blood sword was like a vicious beast that had developed some kind of consciousness.
But this consciousness was completely suppressed by Ling Xiao's soul strength. It did not dare resist and could only obey.
"No! Devil! You are the true devil! "
Terrified screams rang out in the pitch black night.
The Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists had always been proud of being strange, vicious, and evil. They felt that they were cruel enough and terrifying enough.
When martial artists saw them, they would turn pale with fright.
But after encountering Ling Xiao today, they realized what true terror was.
The person in front of them was not a human. He was a devil, a true Evil Path cultivator!
Perhaps an instant death was a kind of happiness to them.
But now, they had to face death, the pain and torment of having their blood sucked dry.
They thought of the martial artists they had tortured to death. Did those people feel the same?
Perhaps this was retribution.
What was going on?
There were still many martial artists cultivating around Black Wind Canyon. They all heard the mournful screams and the evil aura that soared into the sky.
This aura made their scalps go numb and their bodies tremble.
They did not know what had happened in Black Wind Canyon, nor did they dare to go down to see.
Only the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists hurried to the scene of the incident.
Because they could tell that the screams came from their fellow disciples.
Someone actually dared to attack their fellow disciples in Black Wind Canyon. This was simply unforgivable.
Outside the underground palace, Xiao Budian had already been blasted out by that strange power more than once.
He was preparing to break in again when he suddenly heard the mournful screams.
His expression turned cold as he looked at the palace with unwillingness. Then he flew in the direction of the sword immortal's mound.
No matter who it was, he would never let anyone who dared to hurt the Heavenly Demon Cult martial artists go.
Even if that person was Feng Feiye!
Ling Xiao looked at the dried corpses on the ground and suddenly knitted his brows.
Xiao Budian's aura was getting closer and closer.
He did not want to fight with this person right now, just like how he did not want to fight with Tianhai Tyranny, Feng Feiye, or Lei Lie.
"It's time to go."
He put away Scarlet Blood and turned into a black shadow that disappeared into the endless darkness of Black Wind Canyon.
Ling Xiao had just left when Xiao Budian arrived with his men. Seeing the 30 or so dried corpses, even the self-proclaimed evil Heavenly Demon Cult members felt a chill run down their spines. A bone-chilling cold rose from their hearts.
These deaths were truly too miserable.
It looked like the work of someone from the Evil Dao.
Just who was it that dared to make an enemy of their Heavenly Demon Cult?
"Do you know who did it?"
Xiao Budian's voice was somewhat cold. These people were death soldiers that he had raised to serve him.
Moreover, they were all elites.
They had done many things for him, but now more than 30 of them had died. How could he have a good expression?
"Ling Xiao!"
There was a dried corpse on the ground that was still alive. He held his breath so that he could tell Xiao Budian this person's name so that Xiao Budian could take revenge for him.
After speaking, he lost all signs of life.
"Ling Xiao!"
Xiao Budian furrowed his brows. "Very good, very good. Between you and me, there was an old grudge to begin with. Now, let's settle it all together."
No one knew what kind of old grudge Xiao Budian had with Ling Xiao.
But they knew that Ling Xiao was dead for sure now that Xiao Budian had set his sights on him.
Xiao Budian was a peerless genius of the Heavenly Demon Cult. Aside from that cult leader, his innate talent and perception were second to none.
Although he hadn't joined the Heavenly Demon Cult for long, he was being groomed as the next successor.
Now that so many of his death soldiers had died, if he couldn't give the sect a good explanation, his position in the sect would be bleak in the future.
Thus, he had to kill Ling Xiao!
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