"Don't be sarcastic. It's our fault. As long as we can survive, we will do anything Ling Xiao asks us to do."
At this time, many people silently swore and prayed in the crowd.
They pinned their hopes on Ling Xiao.
Of course, there were also some people who disdained Ling Xiao.
For example, the Heavenly Wind Group and the Eight Immortals Mountain.
The Heavenly Wind Group sent out their gold members, while the Eight Immortals Mountain sent out their disciples.
However, they only sent one person.
The gold member of the Heavenly Wind Group was called Chen Fengxiao, while the disciple of the Eight Immortals Mountain was Sha Diao.
In their opinion, the Devil Shadow Sect could be easily destroyed by these two people.
However, when Chen Fengxiao and Sha Diao arrived at the underground city under Wang Peng's lead, they did not immediately take action.
A meaningful sneer appeared on the faces of the two men.
"Why aren't you helping? Ling Xiao alone is definitely not the Devil Envoy's match."
Wang Peng shouted anxiously.
"Shut up!"
Sha Diao knocked Wang Peng out with a palm.
"It's ridiculous. Haven't you heard that heroes always appear at the last moment? Even if we want to take action, we have to wait until more of the people in the Eight Immortals County die. Then, those lowly guys will be grateful to us. "
Sha Diao sneered.
"Agreed."
Chen Fengxiao nodded with an indifferent face.
The lives of ordinary martial artists were insignificant in their eyes.
In fact, they wanted to see Ling Xiao killed by the Devil Envoy, and then they would take action.
This way, their influence would be greater.
The two of them looked at the battlefield at the same time.
Although Ling Xiao could deal with the Devil Envoy with the Moonlight Meteor Step and Thunder Battle Body.
But after a while, he was suppressed by the Devil Envoy's huge Blood Spirit to a corner.
"Run? Why don't you run? Your movement skill is good, but unfortunately, in this world, it's not enough. Maybe I'm the nemesis of martial artists who are good at movement skills. "
The Demon Envoy coldly looked at Ling Xiao, a smug expression on his face.
Although his attacks did not hit Ling Xiao, he relied on his familiarity with the terrain to trap Ling Xiao in a corner. This time, Ling Xiao had no chance at all.
"Everything is about to end. Kid, your death is at hand. If you are willing to tell the truth and tell me who you are, perhaps I can spare you."
The Demon Envoy said indifferently.
"You're crazy! I've already said it many times. I'm Ling Xiao, a disciple of the Black Immortal Mountain of the Eight Immortal Mountains!"
Ling Xiao said grumpily.
"Since you're so stubborn, then you can die. This next move is my strongest move. It's also a move that I've condensed my blood and Qi for many years. Using it to send you on your way is a supreme honor for you."
With ridicule and anger, the phantom of a giant scythe condensed behind the Demon Envoy.
The phantom was wearing a black cloak and looked like a skeleton from head to toe. Only its eyes flickered with a blood-red glow, as if they could steal one's soul.
"The Death Deity Martial Spirit! This is the Martial Spirit that my Sect Leader bestowed upon me. Its strength is comparable to the Nine Great Dragon Souls and the Twelve Immortal Martial Spirits of the Archean Era. "
As the Demon Envoy spoke, a giant blood-red scythe appeared in his hand.
On the blade, a cold glow flickered as energy continued to condense.
"Then I'm really lucky to meet you. However, your Death Deity Martial Spirit should be a replica made by your Sect Leader. Although it's quite powerful, it's a pity that it can't be compared to the Nine Great Dragon Souls."
Ling Xiao had the Taichi Eye, so he could see that the Demon Envoy's Martial Spirit was not the real thing. It was a replica made with a very powerful technique.
Although Martial Spirits were not unique.
Many people could have the same Martial Spirit. However, there were some Martial Spirits that were very special. They were unique and there was no second one.
For example, the Nine Great Dragon Souls, the Twelve Immortal Martial Spirits, the Death Deity Martial Spirit, etc.
Of course, there was also the Tyrannical Martial Spirit.
If one wanted to obtain these Martial Spirits, they would have to die.
"How dare you blaspheme the Sect Leader's reward. You deserve death!"
The Demon Envoy was very angry. He could not accept that someone dared to say that his Martial Spirit was a replica.
His aura became even more strange and powerful.
"Ling Xiao, leave quickly. I believe that with your strength, you will be able to escape successfully. Don't worry about me, leave!"
Ling Jiaojiao wanted to believe in her brother, Ling Xiao.
However, the cruel reality in front of her told her that Ling Xiao was not the Demon Envoy's opponent.
She did not want to harm Ling Xiao because of her, so she screamed hysterically.
Her cries resounded throughout the underground.
"I, Ling Xiao, have never done something like leaving my family behind to escape. I have never done it before and I will never do it in the future!
Moreover, I will never die! "
Ling Jiaojiao only heard this sentence before she saw the Demon Envoy launch an attack on Ling Xiao.
Blood filled the sky.
Ling Xiao's figure seemed to be swallowed by the huge God of Death.
"That kid is dead for sure. Should we make a move?"
In the dark, Sha Diao glanced disdainfully and said to Chen Fengxiao.
"Your Eight Immortal Mountain's disciples are too useless. I was hoping that he would be able to seriously injure the Demon Envoy before he died. That way, it would be easier for us to deal with him."
Chen Fengxiao sneered and rushed out.
"That kid is not worthy to be a disciple of the Devil Shadow Sect!"
Sha Diao snorted and rushed out at the same time.
These two people were extremely powerful.
Their terrifying auras were stronger than that of the Demon Envoy.
When the two figures appeared on the big screen, many people forgot about Ling Xiao's existence and became incomparably excited.
"It's Chen Fengxiao!"
"It's Sha Diao!"
"Great, the Tianfeng Group and the Eight Immortal Mountain have finally sent experts. With them, we can finally be saved."
"That Ling Xiao's performance was not bad. It's a pity that he died. After his death, he will be posthumously conferred as the hero of the Eight Immortals County."
"Hehe, that's true. No matter what, he tried his best, although he didn't achieve anything."
"Why are you saying it so nicely? That Ling Xiao is a trash who overestimated his own capabilities. He should have reported to the Eight Immortals Mountain when he knew that the Devil Shadow Sect was doing such a thing.
He deserved to die. "
"Yes, he deserved to die!"
Most of the people who said such heartless words were from the Zhou Family and the Shen Family. There were also some disciples of the Eight Immortals Mountain who were related to the Sha Family and the Tianfeng Group.
They thought that Ling Xiao was a trash who was greedy for merit. Not only did he not contribute, but he also ruined the reputation of the Eight Immortals Mountain.
His death was too good for Ling Xiao.
"Death Scythe — — Bloodlust!"
There was a loud bang, and the big screen seemed to shake for a moment.
The Demon Envoy not only wrapped Ling Xiao with a terrifying bloody light, but also released a terrifying attack.
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