Chapter 9191 The resistance of ants!

These two people were so powerful that it was suffocating.

One of them has the mark of a desert scorpion between his eyebrows.

The other person has the mark of a desert lizard between his eyebrows.

Ling Xiao felt like two giant beasts from ancient times.

It's obviously not that big.

But it was as if there was heaven and earth in his eyes.

At this time, both of them saw Ling Xiao.

The strong man with the lizard mark smiled: "Hahahaha, it's coming, it's still coming!

Heisha Martial Saint, you have suppressed me for thousands of years, but in the end you still failed. Today, you will die after all.

Don’t worry, after I go out, I will definitely take care of all your disciples and grandchildren, hahahaha!”

The laughter was like thunder.

The shock made Ling Xiao's head buzz.

"really!"

Ling Xiao actually saw these two people and guessed that the person with the poisonous scorpion mark might be the Black Sand Martial Saint who disappeared thousands of years ago.

Now, it's certain.

The Black Sand Martial Saint is indeed missing.

He is not dead.

It’s not like he left the Black Sand Region.

He's just trapped.

So who is the other person?

Ling Xiao was a little confused. Anyone who could fight against the Black Sand Martial Saint must also be a Martial Saint.

"Ghost Dragon Martial Saint, don't even think about it. Even if I die together with you, I won't let you escape."

Black Sand Martial Saint said coldly.

It's obvious that he has made up his mind.

"Heisha, are you confused? You know that this so-called Saint's Secret Realm was forcibly created by me despite my injuries, right?

The purpose is to let your disciples and descendants come in and kill each other.

More than one million people came in.

Now there are only about 300,000 dead left.

Those dead warriors, their flesh and blood, and their souls will be the source of my recovery.

But for some unknown reason, the energy essence of some people was swallowed up.

It's really strange.

never mind.

It doesn't matter, if you can make me recover a little bit, you will die!

Also, have you seen that silly boy?

Those including him are all top talents.

They didn't listen to your advice and entered here.

They just came to bring me nourishment.

You know the techniques I practice. As long as I swallow their flesh and blood, I will regain a lot of strength.

There is no hope for you.

You finally lost to me.

You are very powerful, but you are still no match for human greed.

Hahahaha, if God wants to kill you, you have to die!"

Ghost Dragon Martial Saint laughed.

Very excited.

Ling Xiao frowned.

Some of the previous doubts were completely cleared up.

Ten thousand years ago, the Black Sand Martial Saint encountered a powerful enemy in order to prevent the Black Sand Region from being destroyed.

Therefore, it is a place where powerful enemies are imprisoned.

There is no difference between the two of them.

No one can leave here.

But the Ghost Dragon Martial Saint was still stronger than the Black Shark Martial Saint, so he came up with a way.

to restore his strength.

Thus, the secret realm of the saint appeared.

There were also some dead corpses that Ling Xiao encountered in the Saint's Secret Realm before, even though their bodies were intact.

An explanation can also be given.

This Ghost Dragon Martial Saint seems to be able to absorb people's life force.

Let people die without rest.

Pity.

Those emperor-level existences are of no use in front of the saint.

They all became victims of this struggle.

Ten thousand years of fighting continues to this day.

Although both of them were seriously injured, they were still fighting.

There are also desert scorpions and desert lizards that we encountered before, which seem to be able to give a perfect explanation.

Black Shark Martial Saint attempts to block the warriors entering here.

I just don’t want Gu Long Martial Saint’s ambition to come true.

But it's a pity that almost all the top talents have come.

His obstruction failed.

But there was a mistake between Yin and Yang.

Ling Xiao stopped the others.

I just entered here by myself.

"Boy, where are the others? Didn't nearly thirty of them come over? Forget it, never mind, you're not bad, I'll swallow your flesh and blood first.

Let’s wait for the others.”

After saying this, the Ghost Dragon Martial Saint suddenly slapped Ling Xiao with his palm.

The wind in that palm covers the sky and the sun.

It made the entire space darken.

A terrible pressure made Ling Xiao feel suffocated.

Although he was already a seriously injured Martial Saint.

But that is also a martial saint.

Ling Xiao couldn't resist at all.

There is no way to escape!

He could only let the palm print that covered the sky come down.

"Move!"

Ling Xiao roared.

Suddenly, he transformed into an ancestral dragon.

The realm of heaven breaks out.

Rush forward.

"Eh? Bloodline of the Ancestral Dragon? Realm of Heaven? Is there such a genius in this world? Damn it, you must die!"
To be continued...