"Boy, without those helpers, you are nothing! Die!"

The sword light drew a thrilling arc in the air, and finally struck Ling Xiao's original location with a bang.

There was a loud bang, and a huge hole was instantly blasted into the ground, with smoke and dust flying everywhere and gravel flying.

"His Majesty!"

Countless warriors in the Tyrant Empire looked at this scene in horror. If Ling Xiao died, their hope would be completely gone.

"Don't worry, I'm not dead!"

A voice rang out, and Ling Xiao was seen standing in the deep pit, surrounded by strange spirits protecting him.

"You are really a lunatic. If I don't take action, do you really plan to die?"

An unhappy voice sounded.

It is the Evil Spirit Emperor.

"I can't die, even if I can't take action, of course, I believe you will take action, even for yourself."

Ling Xiao looked at the Evil Spirit Emperor and smiled.

"So annoying!"

The Evil Spirit Emperor was really upset that he was tricked by this kid.

He looked at the four chief priests and suddenly became furious: "Can't you just let me, an old guy, have a good rest for a while? I'm looking for death!"

Suddenly, his movements broke out like a gust of wind, making it dizzying.

He suddenly grabbed the air, as if he was engaging in a thrilling contest with invisible forces.

Immediately afterwards, a jaw-dropping scene happened - in the void, a huge ghost hand slowly condensed and took shape.

This hand was pale and transparent, emitting a faint blue light, as if it had traveled from the deep underworld.

The five fingers are slender and sharp, like ancient bronze cast by time, exuding a cold and majestic aura.

With its appearance, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and an invisible sense of oppression made everyone feel breathless, as if they were in a world full of mystery and terror.

The Evil Spirit Emperor was dressed in a black robe, and the hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, as if he had merged with the darkness.

His face was covered by a veil, revealing only a pair of eyes as deep as stars.

These eyes seem to be able to penetrate all illusions and see through the essence of everything in the world. His figure is tall and straight, like an unshakable mountain, exuding a powerful aura.

He stood there quietly, as if breathing with the heaven and earth, and sharing the fate of all things.

His existence itself is an invisible oppression, making people dare not look directly at him, let alone approach him easily.

However, it is this mysterious and majestic image that makes people involuntarily feel awe and curiosity about him.

At this moment, he was looking at the four chief priests coldly, as if he was looking at a group of insignificant ants.

There was an unfathomable chill in his eyes that made people shudder.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the huge ghost hand fell down like lightning, instantly smashing the four main priests into pieces.

The whole process happened in an instant, as if it was a tragedy directed by the gods themselves.

When people came back to their senses, they saw that the huge ghost hand had slowly dissipated, leaving only a messy scene and the smell of blood in the air.

The Evil Spirit Emperor was still standing there quietly, as if all this had nothing to do with him. His eyes were still deep and cold, as if he were staring at the secrets of another world.

"Fourth!"

No one expected that it was not Ling Xiao who died in the end, but the four chief priests.

The sudden appearance of the Evil Spirit Emperor changed the entire battle situation.

Over there, the Beijiang Hall Master was one against three, and still had the advantage, but there were more and more cracks on his body.

Ling Xiao was also surprised that the Evil Spirit Emperor was so much stronger than other people's clones. Could it be that if they were both in the martial soul realm, could the gap be so big?

The Evil Spirit Emperor actually killed the four chief priests with one palm strike. This is outrageous.

"withdraw!"

The leader of Beijiang Hall suddenly roared. Today, he has no way to save himself.

"Boy, in three years, I will return to Northern Xinjiang. At that time, it will be your death. We recognize this battle today!"

After saying this, the face of Beijiang Hall Master suddenly turned cold, and his eyes shone with determination and madness, as if he wanted to swallow up the whole world.

His body began to tremble violently, and waves of terrifying power surged out of his body, as if it was about to burst his body.

He suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, the sound shaking the heaven and the earth, as if he was going to tear the whole world apart.

Following his whistle, the surrounding air began to fluctuate violently, as if being pulled by an invisible force, forming violent air currents.

These airflows are like sharp blades, drawing amazing trajectories in the air.

The surrounding buildings, trees, and rocks collapsed under the impact of this force and turned into ruins.

Surrounded by this power, the figure of Beijiang Hall Master became taller and more powerful, like a demon god walking out of hell.

His face was ferocious, and his eyes flashed with crazy light, as if he wanted to put all his enemies to death.

He doesn't care about his own life or death, after all, he is just a puppet body. He will use this puppet body to die with the Tyrant Empire, and use his own power to completely destroy this land.

His heart was filled with endless anger and hatred. These emotions burned in his body and turned into powerful forces that constantly impacted the limits of his body.

With the release of his power, the whole world seemed to be plunged into a doomsday-like scene. The howling wind and thunder and lightning seemed to swallow up the entire world.

"Demon Lord, goodbye!"

Mu Bingyan looked at Ling Xiao: "Take care of the Xuanbing Temple for me!"

"Boy, I'll see you later, I'll take a step ahead!"

Li Yunkuang also said.

"I have nothing to worry about. You should study the formation well and see you again in the future. Don't let me down!"

The array demon also said.

After the three people finished speaking, they released the last of their power and formed a huge barrier. They wanted to protect the entire Tyrant Empire.

"I'll come too."

The clone of the Black Wood God released countless terrifying black trees, covering the sky and the sun.

Under the protection of these few people, countless people felt a sense of peace.

"let's go!"

The chief priest looked at the few people around him reluctantly. They had suffered too much this time.

The four chief priests died.

Basically dating from the Hunyuan realm.

Less than a hundred people survived.

Even the puppet and the trump card given to him by the hall master will be destroyed.

But so what if they are unwilling to do so, the appearance of the Evil Spirit Emperor has made all their dreams come to nothing. If they don't run away now, what are they waiting for?

"Everyone, come together and help!"

Ling Xiao roared: "For our safety, don't hold back!"

"yes!"

Facing the strong, many people are powerless, but at this moment, they can contribute their own strength.

They knew very well that if this power was allowed to rage, the consequences would be disastrous. Therefore, they stepped forward without hesitation, each releasing powerful barriers in an attempt to block the fatal blow from the Beijiang Hall Master.

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Chapter completed!