Chapter 1797： Slaughterwing

"Buzz!"

In the ancient world of Huangyuan, there is a continuous mountain in the north.

And on one of the most majestic ancient peaks, there are countless stone halls rising and falling one after another, with auras stacked on top of each other, a scene full of vitality.

Here is the Wushan Mountain where the Wuyi Clan is located, which is covered by spiritual mist all the year round, floating like a fairyland.

At this moment, above the void, a figure in black stood with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, another young man in black was holding a figure in his hand, with a strong fighting intent on his face.

"Before you used your feathers to almost smash the two bodyguards of my Ling clan into pieces. Today... I will use your method to return your body."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, raised his palm lightly, and saw endless ripples suddenly appear in the void behind him.

Immediately after, ancient swords came out of the sky without making a sound.

And looking at the dense sword shadows, Yi Yan's eyes widened, and there was never any despair.

At this time, he finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked.

demon! !

Even, compared to these ancient relics, the young man's heart in front of him is even more indifferent and cruel.

However, at this time, Yiyan couldn't make a sound at all, and could only watch Ling Xiao's palm swing down, and all swords opened!

"Om!!"

In just an instant, the entire void was torn apart directly, and the thousand-handed ancient sword was like a rain curtain, falling from the sky with the supreme sword force.

And in the ancient forest of the temple, there were bursts of screams, and a rich **** aura rose up, covering the sky.

"Whizzing!"

Soon, one after another terrifying figure shattered the temple and appeared above the void.

At the forefront of the crowd was an old man with gray hair and gloomy eyes.

His realm, at the level of the fourth-grade supreme, is one of the most powerful ancestors of the Wuyi clan, Yi Qingteng.

Stronger than him, there is only the ancestor of the Wuyi clan buried in the mountains.

"Huh? Wing...Yiyan?!"

Yi Qingteng and others' eyes trembled, especially Yi Yan's state at this time, which made him feel extremely unreal.

The reason why he went out this time was because the ancient world of Huangyuan was opened, and it was chaotic.

With him in charge, it is also easier to deal with those foreign geniuses.

But, now it seems that the thing he is most worried about has happened, and Yiyan has provoked some people... who shouldn't be provoked.

From the sword stance just now, Yi Qingteng could also feel the supreme general stance contained in it.

This boy is not ordinary.

At the very least, in the ancient world, only a few of the younger generation have broken through the supreme realm.

"No river."

Ling Xiao smiled gently and didn't say much.

And Ning Wuchuan immediately understood, released his palm, and threw Yiyan from the air.

Then, just as one of the holy realm powerhouses stepped forward and was about to take over the young master of the Wuyi clan, he saw that the void in front of him suddenly swayed for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out, the blade in his hand fell, and a knife stabbed into his heart.

"thump."

The figure of Yiyan immediately fell from the sky, and the fleshy body, which was completely broken, was smashed into mud.

Of course, a person in the holy realm, even if the body is broken, the soul and wisdom will not completely dissipate.

Therefore, Yiyan was still alive and could only watch the Wuyi tribe being slaughtered.

"How can it be…"

The rest of the Wuyi clan experts felt a chill in their hearts, and there was a hint of doubt in their eyes.

With the strength of the holy realm elder just now, even if it is not the opponent of the two human race youths in front of him, it will not be without resistance, and he will be stabbed directly, right?

"Buzz!"

At this time, Ning Wuchuan's whole body suddenly burst into a ray of light, which turned into thousands of patterns and fell down, covering the entire sacred mountain.

With the strength of these remnants of the ancient world, it is absolutely impossible to truly break this formation.

The killing begins!

"boom!!"

Ling Xiao grinned, and the moment he took his steps, the entire space was silently stagnant.

Wan Dao is spent, time does not exist.

At this time, his figure seemed to be transformed into a galaxy, extending continuously, trying to cover the sky.

In the area of ​​100 zhang around him, visions rose, the sun and the moon fell together, and the endless avenues of the gods manifested in the sky, filled with brilliance.

And all the Wuyi clansmen heard an ethereal sound of the great avenue resounding from their ears, and in a trance, the whole world began to turn bloody.

At this time, Ling Xiao, as if entering a realm of no one, his black clothes vibrated and his hair was crystal clear. Every time he swung the knife, he could kill those Wuyi clan powerhouses on the spot, and even his blood and soul were completely devoured.

The road is like a knife! !

This simple and extreme killing intent shattered everyone's minds almost instantly.

There were mourning, and gradually, some people began to want to escape from this place, but it was difficult to break free from the power of Ning Wuchuan's formation.

"Who the **** are you!!"

Yi Qingteng's eyes trembled and appeared in front of Ling Xiao.

I saw a ray of black light meandering above his wings, emanating a supreme charm.

"Does it matter who I am? You just need to know that today's Wuyi clan... chickens and dogs don't stay."

Ling Xiao smiled and slashed with a knife.

"Crazy!!"

Yi Qingteng roared angrily, his wings vibrated, and he saw countless black black feathers pierced through the sea and slashed down.

That momentum was extremely terrifying, like 100,000 falling stars, trying to drown Ling Xiao.

But, for some unknown reason, seeing the calm in this young man's eyes, the ancestor of the Yi clan felt extremely frightened.

It was as if, under this youthful appearance, there was an extremely ancient and terrifying soul hidden.

"Om!!"

The blade fell and collided with the thousands of black feathers.

But Yi Qingteng's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise, Empress Cang retreated, but she was still slashed on the shoulders by the sword intent that shattered Wan Yu, and together with a piece of feathers, it fell off, spilling a rain of blood.

only! !

After all, his cultivation is at the highest level of the fourth rank. Although he also suffered some injuries at this time, he did not hurt the root, but stimulated blood.

"Roar!!"

Yi Qingteng roared, the only remaining wings flapped again, and the terrifying monster turned into a whirlwind, almost moving the entire mountain to the ground.

On the other hand, Ling Xiao had no expression on his face, holding the ancient blade in his hand, he came from the sky.

There are thousands of miles in the void, blood clouds floating, and cracks appear.

But no matter how Yi Qingteng struggled, it was difficult to shake Ling Xiao at all.

Instead, the latter forced him to retreat again and again, the feathers were scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Even, every time Ling Xiao's blade fell, he could easily tear his body apart.

In just a short time, dozens of knife marks were already covered in this ancestor of the Wuyi tribe, which was shocking.

"I don't believe it anymore, you, a contemporary person, can kill me!!"

Yi Qingteng's eyes were all split, and suddenly he raised his head to the sky and let out a neigh, his hands turned into sharp claws, and angered Ling Xiao down.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the situation changed, and I saw a thousand-zhang demon seal rolling down from the sky, shattering everything, and suppressing it towards Ling Xiao.