Ling Xiao looked at the attack that was coming in contempt, his lips raised slightly, and a disdainful smile appeared. He raised his hand calmly to resist. In his opinion, Mo Zhi's attack was just like this. However, the next moment, the situation suddenly changed.

The poisonous snake, which seemed to be ordinary attack, changed direction the moment it approached Ling Xiao, and bit Ling Xiao's neck at an extremely tricky angle. This sudden change instantly made Ling Xiao's face look terrified.

Ling Xiao looked at Mo Zhi in horror, his lips trembled, and he said intermittently: "You...you..." He never expected that this attack would have such a strange change. Before he could finish his words, his body fell back uncontrollably, and with a "pounding" sound, he fell heavily on the ground. Blood gushed out of the wound on his neck, and soon covered the ground, dyeing the surrounding land red.

"Hahahaha!" Mo Zhi suddenly burst into laughter when he saw this, and his laughter was full of pride and arrogance. He put his hands on his hips, looked at Ling Xiao from a high place, and said arrogantly: "No matter how cunning you are, you are going to die at my hands." In his eyes, Ling Xiao was already a dead person, and he had already won the battle.

While speaking, in order to ensure that everything is foolproof, Mo Zhi launched several attacks in a row. A series of black lights poured towards Ling Xiao's corpse like raindrops, blew the surrounding ground into a pothole. Confirm that Ling Xiao was completely dead, even the storage ring fell off Ling Xiao's fingers and fell out. Mo Zhi walked over with confidence and prepared to pick up the storage ring and harvest the "fruit" of this victory.

However, the moment he came to Ling Xiao's corpse, a powerful energy fluctuation suddenly came. Ling Xiao, who was supposed to die, actually came out of the void. There was a cold murderous intent in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a bitter cold light. Ling Xiao slashed Mo Zhi's neck without hesitation. This sword contained all his anger and strength, and the speed was so fast that Mo Zhi had no time to react.

With a "click", Mo Zhi's head was cut off by Ling Xiao's sword and rolled aside. Although Mo Zhi's body was not completely dead and was still twitching slightly, it completely lost its ability to escape.

He widened his eyes and looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief. He could not understand why Ling Xiao, who was obviously dead, suddenly resurrected and gave him such a fatal blow. At this time, he was filled with regret and unwillingness, but he could only wait for the arrival of death powerlessly.

"Haha, this blood spirit clone is really useful." Ling Xiao raised a cold smile on his lips and said coldly. There was a hint of joking in his eyes, as if he was mocking Mo Zhi's stupidity. At this time, he was standing in this messy field, with bloody smells everywhere, but he seemed particularly calm and composed.

The Blood Spirit Clan is an extremely mysterious and powerful secret technique passed to him by the Demon Spirit King. This secret technique is amazing. It can transform the corpse into its own Blood Spirit Clan.

This is not an ordinary clone. Although the transformed blood spirit clone will not exceed the original, it has a unique advantage. It is used as cannon fodder and confuses the enemy. The effect is simply better.

After all, the blood spirit clone is essentially different from the ordinary clone. This thing really makes you bleeding. Whether it is appearance or reaction after injury, it is no different from the real person. It is difficult for the enemy to distinguish the authenticity of it.

The reason why he used the blood spirit clone to confuse the magic wisdom was not that his strength was inferior to that of the magic wisdom. Ling Xiao's real strength was far from easy to guess. He actually had deeper considerations when he did this.

He knew very well that scheming people like Mozhi would definitely have some escape skills. If he took action rashly and could not kill him with one blow, and Mozhi would escape, it would be a big trouble. With Mozhi's insidiousness and cunningness, once he escaped, it would definitely bring endless troubles.

Now, with the blood spirit clone, I successfully confused Mo Zhi. Coupled with his unexpected fatal blow, Mo Zhi no longer had hope of escaping. Ling Xiao looked at Mo Zhi who was lying on the ground and dying in front of him, without any sympathy in his heart.

"You cunning little thief, I didn't expect that I would still be calculating you. Damn it, damn it!" Mo Zhi lay on the ground, his voice exuding endless regret and anger. His eyes were rounded, his eyes were full of resentment and resentment, staring at Ling Xiao tightly, as if he wanted to cut Ling Xiao into pieces with his eyes.

"Sorry, the more calculations, the more flaws you will have! Since you betrayed the Magic Tower, death is also your best return! You should be the spy of Zhaixing Tower, right?" Ling Xiao looked cold and his eyes were like a torch. He looked faintly at Mo Zhi, whose breath of life was declining wildly, and asked coldly. His voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, without any warmth. Every word was like a sharp blade, stabbing Mo Zhi's heart fiercely.

"Yes, if you kill me today, you will be killed by Zhaixing Tower in the future. Zhaixing Tower owner is a existence that even the Holy Hall is afraid of. I am waiting for you below, hahahaha..." Although Mo Zhi's body has suffered severe damage, he still refused to give in his mouth.

He laughed loudly, trying to threaten Ling Xiao with the name of Zhaixing Tower, but his laughter was filled with despair and helplessness. He seemed to want to regain some of his last dignity from his words, but the laughter echoed in this empty field, but it seemed extremely desolate.

However, his laughter came to an abrupt end. It was because Ling Xiao had already used his martial arts without hesitation the next moment, and the powerful suction burst out from Ling Xiao's body, instantly covering Mo Zhi.

Mo Zhi's qi and blood essence rushed towards Ling Xiao like a tide, and even some memories were swallowed by Ling Xiao. In the face of this powerful force, Mo Zhi was powerless to resist and could only watch his life be pulled away bit by bit and eventually completely disappeared into this world.

"It's not enough... the energy is still too little, and less than 30% of it has accumulated. It's still far from breaking through the next big realm." Ling Xiao frowned slightly, shook his head slowly, and a hint of solemnity and unwillingness appeared on his face. He stood quietly, feeling the flow of energy in his body, and the eagerness to break through was surging in his heart.

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After devouring the essence of the qi and blood of the demon wisdom, although his own energy increased, there was still a big gap from the breakthrough he expected. This made him realize that the road to cultivation was long, and every step of the leap was full of hardships and challenges.
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