Chapter 1509： kill with a sword

The void buzzes!

I saw Huahua's two fist prints, the swallowing black vortex quietly emerged.

The rules are intertwined, and the punches are unmatched.

But even so, under the huge size of the stone demon, Hua Hua's two fists are really too... pink.

even!

At this time, even she herself felt a sense of trepidation, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

Devouring the Demon Dragon is indeed a powerful bloodline and an ancient talent.

However, the physical strength of this stone devil is comparable to the existence of the peak of the holy realm.

This realm is really a bit big.

"Flower!"

Behind him, Feng Ruge exclaimed, and a trace of panic finally appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Suddenly, she had some regrets.

Originally, before she met Ling Xiao, she just wanted to stay in the sect and live in peace.

But later, after experiencing a series of disasters, she finally followed Ling Xiao and found a safer place, the domain.

In Feng Ruge's heart, she only needs to eat pills every day to ensure that her realm will not be dropped too much by the son, and she will not be abandoned by the son.

After all, her Sky Poison is a perfect complement to hidden weapons and mechanisms.

Moreover, the dark guards under Ling Xiao also needed the Sky Poison Pearls they refined themselves.

But, looking at Huahua who was struggling to block in front of her at this time, Feng Ruge suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

If she worked a little harder on weekdays, she would have already entered the semi-holy, or even the holy level, in her current state.

Even if it is impossible to kill this stone demon, at least it is not so embarrassing.

"Sister Ru Ge, let's go!"

Hua Hua didn't turn her head back, she drank softly.

only!

Just when she was ready to be killed by this stone demon, she saw that the ghost that was rushing forward suddenly stagnated above the void.

I saw it looked up blankly and looked at the sky in the distance, and there was a slight fluctuation in the originally dull eyes.

It was an instinctual fear.

Even at this time, its body was trembling slightly, and its wings were folded, like a frightened dog that would actively clamp its tail.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Feng Ruge finally breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the sky brightly.

I saw there, a figure stepped slowly, the black clothes shook, and the immortal face was indifferent.

Between heaven and earth, the sword chant suddenly sounded.

I saw a green sword smashed the sky and fell from the sky, like the light of world-annihilation in the depths of Hongmeng, easily piercing the head of the stone demon.

As the blood sprayed, the ten-zhang demon body crashed down, smashing an ancient mountain and dense forest below it into pieces.

"Son!"

Feng Ruge and Hua Hua showed joy on their faces as they greeted the young man.

It stands to reason that it would take at least a day to come here from Liangzhou.

However, Ling Xiao directly used the power of heavy pupils and Taoism to tear the space all the way, and it only took less than an hour.

"What's going on? What about Zhixi?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and looked down at the stone demon below.

The breath of this monster is extremely ancient, but its strength is not the peak of the holy realm as Feng Ruge said, but its physical defense is strong.

In other words, this demon has nothing but brute force, which is far from the peak of the holy realm.

"Young master, he is a young man named Hei Batian from the Black Demon Race."

Feng Ruge's eyes were cold, and she always felt that the youth's aura was a little strange.

"Black tyrant?"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, he knew something about the Black Demon Race.

This family ranks first among the three major gods in Kyushu, and its strength is naturally the most terrifying.

But unfortunately, the fierce and powerful demons in the eyes of the world are not worth mentioning at all in Ling Xiao's eyes.

I am afraid that as long as he emits a ray of demon breath, it will be enough for these little demons from the lower realm to kneel and surrender.

However, since this Hei Batian dared to provoke Feng Ruge and others, Ling Xiao naturally did not intend to let him go.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this Hei Batian?"

Seeing the look on Feng Ruge's face, Ling Xiao immediately became interested.

Although Feng Ruge's cultivation level is not the strongest among the Daughter of Destiny, her vision and experience are not comparable to others.

To be able to make her show this kind of hesitation, this black tyrant... I'm afraid it's not easy.

"Son, I don't know why, I always feel that Hei Batian's body has a kind of... a very ancient charm, as if... he is not a contemporary person at all, but he is obviously a young man."

Feng Ruge raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression doubtful and authentic.

"Ancient flavor?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, but there was speculation in his heart.

If Feng Ruge's perception is good, then this Hei Batian is likely to be the rebirth of a strong man, or a template for being seized by Gu Qiang.

In this way, it is possible that this Black Demon clansman is a destiny?

"Where is he now?"

"We met at Qingluan Academy at that time, but he did not chase us, but sent two stone demons."

When the words fell, Feng Ruge suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly took out a sound transmission from the Qiankun bag, "Zhixi, the son is here, where are you?"

Silence, no response at all.

Feng Ruge's pretty face was solemn, and she looked at Ling Xiao from time to time.

"How did you agree?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were gloomy, and it stands to reason that with Bai Zhixi's talent, he shouldn't be captured so easily.

But when he thought of this girl's temperament, Ling Xiao was a little relieved.

"Before we came to Qingzhou, we agreed that if we encountered danger, we would escape in two ways and meet at Tianyuan Ancient Mountain."

"You wait here, Qingchan and the others are also on the way, I'll go to Qingluan Academy."

Ling Xiao stepped out and suddenly disappeared in place.

As for Feng Ruge, together with Huahua, they stood on top of Tianyuan Ancient Mountain and prayed silently.

"Buzz!"

When there was a piercing sound of wind breaking on Qingluan Peak, Palace Master Qingluan's eyes suddenly flashed with panic.

I saw him slowly raise his head, his expression sluggish, like a dying old man, at a loss.

"Huh? Ling... Young Master Ling Xiao."

When he saw who was coming, Palace Master Qingluan wanted to cry without tears, and was almost scared to death.

"Hei Batian, where have you been?"

"Hei Batian? Oh, oh, he's gone, son, be careful, that Hei Batian seems to be going after you."

"gone?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flickered with chills, and Palace Master Qingluan fell to the ground directly, crying bitterly, "Young Master, I swear by Dao Xin, I really don't know the whereabouts of Hei Batian!"

After a while, Palace Master Qingluan could not hear a single response, and when he raised his head again, there was no shadow of Ling Xiao.

On the top of Tianyuan Mountain, Ling Xiao descended from the sky.

At this time, Ye Qingchan and the others had arrived from Liangzhou, with worried expressions on their faces.

Especially Huahua, standing in front of Ye Qingchan didn't dare to show more air, for fear that this cold and arrogant woman would use this as an excuse to stew her directly.

"Son! How is it?"

"Go to the Dark Demons."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, not bothering to find where Hei Batian went.

As long as he captures all the Black Demons and kills one of them every day, he will not be afraid that the Hei Batian will not appear!