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"Quickly chase, Ling Xiao is over there!"

"Strange, why did he run back!"

"Just chase him anyway!"

A large group of people were shouting in every direction. If this scene had happened among the children of commoners, there would definitely be many people who would think that this was a game of children chasing each other.

However, on this bloody plain of ten thousand corpses, this was a soul-stirring and cruel scene.

The nine thousand plus hunters spent nearly an hour to finally surround Ling Xiao after she had killed more than five hundred of them.

"Let's see where you can run to!" These fellows were panting as they stared at Ling Xiao. However, none of them were in a hurry to make the first move.

This was because with Ling Xiao's current "good" condition, it was not too much of a problem for him to get rid of another thousand people.

No one wanted to sacrifice themselves to help others. Therefore, these people surrounded Ling Xiao. In any case, it was impossible for Ling Xiao to escape now.

Ling Xiao stood in the encirclement of more than eight thousand men. Looking at these people, a strange smile appeared on her face. "Everyone, you're so tired from running. Don't you feel short of breath and short of chest?"

Only after being reminded by Ling Xiao did these people realize that their stamina was not as good as before. They had only chased Ling Xiao for an hour and a half, so why were they so tired as though they were dogs?

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The dozen guys screamed at the same time, their faces turning blue. They covered their hearts with their hands and fell to the ground.

They all had the same symptoms, and it was hard for them to breathe. If they continued like this, it wouldn't be long before they suffocated to death.

To suffocate to death in this circulating air of the ten thousand corpse plain could be considered a strange thing. However, such strange occurrences happened one after another to the Soul Masters that were chasing Ling Xiao.

"They've been poisoned!" None of the chain soul masters felt fear. They could only watch as the people on the ground strangled themselves with their hands and strangled them alive!

Facing such a strange scene, these guys were still deeply shocked.

No wonder people said that it was much easier for an alchemist to kill someone than it was for a chain soul master.

By the time a portion of the people had recovered from their shock, Ling Xiao had already fled to an unknown location. And in another batch of people who reacted extremely quickly, they had already caught up to Ling Xiao and ran off without a trace.

"This kid's killing methods are really endless, haha." The Six Paths of the Shattered Demons did not hide their admiration for Ling Xiao. There were more than a thousand Soul Masters who had died from Ling Xiao's poison!

More than 10,000 had become 7,500. In just an hour and a half, Ling Xiao had eliminated nearly a quarter of the enemies!

Mo Yi suddenly had a thought. If such a person joined the Seven Demonic Sect, the strength of the Seven Demonic Sect would be greatly increased. However, Mo Yi's thought was only to think about it. He did not believe that Ling Xiao would join the Seven Demonic Sect, but the seed of conflict between him and Ling Xiao had already been quietly planted by the Demon Lord.

If Ling Xiao knew of Mo Yi's thoughts, she would definitely laugh until her stomach hurt. I am the true leader of the Seven Demons Cult, and you actually want me to be your subordinate? None at all!

As for Ming Qingchen, there was only killing intent towards Ling Xiao.

His three powerful bodyguards, Brother Hei, had died in Ling Xiao's hands. And Ling Xiao had even tried to steal his woman. If he allowed Ling Xiao to live freely, his Carefree Island's Young Master would have wasted his time!

"You pieces of trash. Even with so many people, you still can't kill a single Ling Xiao. Trash is trash!" Ming Qing Chen cursed the hunters that were chasing Ling Xiao fiercely in his heart. However, he wished that they could tear Ling Xiao into a thousand pieces.

Ling Xiao's chase continued for another day and night. The number of people following behind Ling Xiao dwindled, to the point where the relationship between the hunters and their prey was reversed.

As the group walked and walked, a "corpse" suddenly jumped up from the ground. With lightning speed, it broke the necks of three people and once again disappeared in front of them.

As for the remaining seven people, they stood in their original spots and looked around in circles. They roared, "Ling Xiao, get out!" while they roared, another sharp arrow would fly out from somewhere and pierce through the heart of one of them.

Ling Xiao's Seven Soul Devil Chains were filled with treasures from the Devil Sect. They could finally be used. In any case, under such circumstances, no one would care what methods Ling Xiao used to kill people.

The poor ten-man team, until one of them was still alive.

The reason he was still alive was because he had gone insane.

He was scared witless by Ling Xiao's various assassination methods.

Not long after, the fellows who killed Ling Xiao learned their lesson. They no longer chased after Ling Xiao but guarded the intersection. They did not believe that Ling Xiao did not need to come out.

The three brothers, Little Mo and Zheng Hao also appeared at the exit of the Demonic God Battlefield, quietly waiting for Ling Xiao's arrival.

Perhaps, the three Li brothers could help at a critical moment. This was Li Yuanliang's way of thinking and seeking self-consolation.

Ling Xiao had resolutely used herself to attract the frenzied people. As for him, he could only watch silently from the back. For Li Yuanliang, who despised Ling Xiao for his methods of dealing with Wan Zhuo, this was a form of psychological torture.

It was for nothing else. Wasn't he, Li Yuan, openly denouncing Ling Xiao? Why was Ling Xiao the one who did the dangerous thing while he was a coward?

You want to complete your grandfather's mission? This was just an excuse!

Regardless of whether it was his big brother Li Yuanhuan or his seventh brother Li Yuanchong, both of them could complete this task for him.

"This won't do. When Ling Xiao comes out, I must stay and help!" Li Yuan thought to himself.

On the final day, Ling Xiao's figure finally appeared in everyone's line of sight.

And this time, the people who were moving to kill Ling Xiao, according to Li Yuan's direct vision, were actually more than ten thousand people!

It turned out that there were still people hiding in the dark, waiting until the last moment of the last day!

Li Yuan had completely collapsed. Among these people, there were some whose strength was not below his. Whether they could even win in a duel was a question, let alone a chaotic battle in a situation like this.

Ling Xiao seemed to have to die this time.

Little Mo didn't cry out, biting her lips so hard that they almost broke. She was afraid that if she screamed, Ling Xiao would be distracted and could lose her life at any moment.

A few sinister looking fellows, knowing the relationship between Ling Xiao and Little Mo, had actually thought of Little Mo and pounced towards Little Mo.

"Scram!" Li Yuan had never been so angry before. He casually used a gun to send these guys flying.

"Let's just avoid it." Li Yuanhuan shook his head, "After all, Junior brother Ling doesn't want anything to happen to Miss Little Mo."

"Alright." Li Yuanchong spoke without thinking, while he himself stood motionlessly on the spot.

Li Yuanhuan was stunned. "Seventh Brother, what's wrong?"

The white-haired Li Yuanchong, who had not laughed for a long time, revealed a rare stiff smile, "Such a strong killing intent. You guys retreat first. I want to experience the power of this killing intent here. "

Due to safety concerns, Li Yuanhuan stayed behind to accompany Li Yuanchong and let Li Yuanliang, the strongest among them, lead the rest of the group away.

What Ling Xiao held was not a broom, but a demon sword with a blood-red aura wrapped around it.

This was a Cyan Rank Demon Gate weapon, the Sword of Blood Training. It had been lying in the Seven Demon Ancestor's Seven Soul Demon Chains for a long time without being used at all.

Ling Xiao took out this demon sword that had been drenched in blood. Her intention was obvious. She wanted to make this sword once again crazily drink its blood!

Maureen did not see anything wrong with the Magic Weapon. After all, it was normal for Ling Xiao to have picked up a Magic Weapon here, while Mo Yi's expression had completely changed!

"That sword is the birthday present that father gave to the High Priestess. Didn't the High Priestess self-destruct her soul chain? Why is that sword in Ling Xiao's hands?"

A thread of uneasiness followed him like a shadow, making Mo Yi feel extremely uncomfortable like a little bug that had drilled into his ear.

At this moment, Mo Yi truly wished that Ling Xiao would die and the Seven Demonic Sect would no longer have anyone who could shake his father's position as Sect Master.

Would Ling Xiao die?

Mo Yi subconsciously cast his gaze at Ling Xiao, who was at the tip of the wind. He saw him surrounded by a dark purple fog, standing straight and fearless in front of everyone. He held a demon sword in his hand, like a god of death!

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