A huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and there were still traces of golden dragon claws on the pit wall, emitting a hot breath.

However, before Yu Haoran could have time to be happy for his luck escape, a terrifying soul power rushed into his soul sea without warning like a sharp blade.

At that moment, Yu Haoran felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if his soul was about to be torn apart. He secretly cried in his heart, but it was too late. His expression suddenly became dull, his eyes were empty, and his whole body seemed to be stationary, and he stopped instantly.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's ancestor clone rushed out like a ghost. The ancestor clone exuded a strong smell of blood. Its body was tall and strong, with a pair of huge black wings on its back, with bloody mouths spreading, revealing sharp fangs, each of which was flashing with cold light. It pounced on Yu Haoran and bit on Yu Haoran's left arm.

Although Yu Haoran woke up from the severe pain, at the same time, his arm fell off under the sharp teeth of the ancestor clone. Ling Xiao was quick in his eyes and his hands flashed, and he instantly grabbed Yu Haoran's broken arm. The storage ring on the broken arm flashed with tempting light in the dark cave, and there were countless treasures from the righteous hall.

"I'll fight with you!" Yu Haoran roared to the sky, his voice full of despair and anger. He had lost all the treasures, and at this moment he was left with the madness of fighting to the death. He was burning his blood and his combat power surged. He saw his hands dancing quickly, and he condensed two energy arms with the power of holding the body.

These two arms emitted golden light, and runes flowed on them, carrying powerful power to fight towards the clone of the ancestor, trying to regain the treasures that were crucial to him.

"Bang bang bang..." The two sides started a fierce confrontation, and the attacks of the energy arm and the ancestor clone continued to collide, making a series of deafening loud noises. Under this crazy attack, the ancestor clone was suppressed for a moment. Its movement became slow, and scars appeared on its body, and blood kept gushing out.

"Sure enough, the rabbit is anxious and still biting people." In the distance, Ling Xiao shook his head, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at the fierce battle scene in front of him, and sighed in his heart that the combat power that Yu Haoran burst out when he was forced to be anxious was really terrifying.

Facing the ancestor clone who is also the peak combat power of the Baoyuan Realm, it is beyond his expectations that he can gain the upper hand.

Ling Xiao's spiritual power was stimulating around him, but he found that he could not get close to the fierce core area of ​​the battle. The powerful force that Yu Haoran burst out after burning qi and blood formed an invisible aura, distorting the surrounding space, making Ling Xiao bear huge pressure every step forward, as if countless pairs of invisible hands were pulling him.

However, there was no panic in Ling Xiao's eyes, but instead a sense of calmness and confidence. He was not worried about the situation in front of him.

He knew very well that burning qi and blood can certainly burst out with extraordinary powerful combat power in a short period of time, but this power lasts extremely short and will continuously consume vitality at an astonishing speed. Yu Haoran seems majestic now, but in fact he is drinking poison to quench his thirst and can't hold on for long.

Ling Xiao held the Sword of the Divine Sword indifferently with his hands. Runes flashed on the sword body, emitting a cold and cold light. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at the battlefield, not missing any details, carefully observing the battle, and patiently looking for an excellent opportunity to take action.

His breathing was steady and deep, and his whole body seemed to be integrated with the surrounding environment. Only those slightly beating eyes showed his inner concentration and vigilance.

At one moment, a trace of determination flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes. He shouted suddenly, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a surging tide. The God-killing Sword in his hand was raised high, and a dazzling sword light suddenly lit up. It was his most powerful move at present - Burial Soul!

This sword contained all the power and will of Ling Xiao, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart by this powerful force, making a sharp whistling sound.

With his strength now, even if the invincible existence of the Baoyuan Realm is not afraid to take it, let alone Yu Haoran is only at the peak of the Baoyuan Realm, and the ancestor clone is entangled and restrained from it. How can Yu Haoran resist it?

"Boom!" A deafening sound, like a thunder falling to the ground, the whole world seemed to tremble. Under the impact of powerful force, cracks appeared in the surrounding space, like broken mirrors.

Yu Haoran's body was as fragile as an ant in front of this force, and was directly shattered by this blow, turning into countless pieces, dissipating in the void, leaving only a faint blood mist.

Ling Xiao opened his mouth and sucked, and a powerful suction force came from his mouth, swallowing all the qi and blood essences that spread in the void. These qi and blood essences contained Yu Haoran's years of cultivation essence. After entering Ling Xiao's body, they were quickly absorbed and transformed by him.

Just absorbing the essence of Yu Haoran's blood and energy, his realm was improved again. A powerful force surged in his body. He successfully broke through and reached the eighth level of the Baoyuan Realm, further than before.

After killing Yu Haoran, Ling Xiao did not hesitate at all. He knew that it was not suitable for a long time. He quickly turned around and activated the teleportation holy pattern under his feet. The holy pattern light flashed, and the runes flowed, emitting mysterious power. As the light lit up, Ling Xiao's figure gradually disappeared from the righteous hall.

In this operation, Ling Xiao not only grabbed many treasures from Zhengqi Hall, but also successfully saved the person he wanted to save. After this battle, Zhengqi Hall was basically destroyed. Now, except for those who were still performing missions outside, Yu Zhengqi was left to support him.

The other disciples of Zhengqi Temple were even more casualties, and they died and fled, and they were in a miserable situation. It was almost impossible for Zhengqi Temple to recover their vitality in a short period of time. After all, there was still the Magic Tower watching in the secret and ready to give Zhengqi Temple a fatal blow. How could they recover their vitality smoothly?

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In the midst of chaos and blood, Yu Zhengqi endured his unwillingness and anger and hurriedly left Zhengqi Hall. He galloped all the way, his spiritual power surging around him, and shallow footprints were taken from the ground under his feet.

His eyes were full of fatigue and embarrassment, but more of his desire for survival and obsession with revenge. Finally, he came to his ancestral land, a land carrying the glory and foundation of the righteous hall, and also the origin of the Yu family.
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