Chapter 1843： asking for trouble

"Um?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face quietly dignified.

At this time, with his divine soul perception, he could not detect a trace of spiritual consciousness within a few meters around him.

Obviously, the power of the emperor's blood that Tu Tiandao finally awakened came from a demon emperor.

And this imperial power can actually suppress all the light in the world, so terrifying.

interesting.

Everyone in the world wants to drag me into darkness and obliterate my holy name.

But they didn't know that I was born in darkness.

In Ling Xiao's eyes, a magic pattern quietly manifested, reflecting the eternity.

And his breath also dissipated, like a mortal, standing quietly in the darkness.

"Ling Xiao, you should feel honored to die under the blood of my five emperors."

The mighty and ethereal voice of the gods suddenly resounded throughout the valley.

Everyone just felt a terrifying divine might rolling down from the sky, making their souls tremble, curling up unconsciously, trying to melt themselves into the darkness, in order to escape punishment.

At the end of the darkness, footsteps began to come, neither hurried nor slow, low and depressed.

"And all of you, who dare to question the majesty of this son of the gods, all of you will die!"

"Boom!!"

After the words fell, Tu Tiandao didn't hesitate any more, the emperor's blood spurted out, and the divine pattern was lit up, like an ancient emperor who walked out of the darkness, with a single strand of Qi, the world has already been crushed.

At this time, his entire body was extremely evil, with traces of black spiritual power twisting and opening, like a vortex, lingering around the heavens.

When darkness passes, all things wither!

Even a remnant monster like Yue Ningshuang can clearly feel the loss of vitality and the exhaustion of spiritual power.

too terrifying! !

With her cultivation at the peak of the holy realm, she has no resistance to this kind of power at all.

And the other people of the bereaved clan, the clan Tianjiao, were swallowed up by the darkness in a short period of time, turned into decay, and even their souls were dying bit by bit.

"Do not…"

Countless screams of despair and fear kept spreading through the valley.

However, there was no trace of waves on Ling Xiao's face, and he looked calmly at the figure that was gradually approaching.

At this time, he could see that above Tu Tiandao's head, there seemed to be an emperor's shadow standing, with a ferocious expression, five heads and ten arms.

And his breath has also reached the terrifying fifth-grade level. Looking at the contemporary era, it is already the most extreme existence.

"Ling Xiao, feel the despair!"

Tu Tiandao let out a hiss, his hair fluttered, and the Emperor Ying slammed a punch behind him, falling from the sky like a star.

A single fist mark will make thousands of cracks in the entire sky.

Cang Ming trembled and made a terrifying sound.

"boom!"

Facing such a terrifying punch, Ling Xiao only shook his head. In the darkness, there were thousands of runes.

Faintly, there seems to be a ghost standing behind him, blending with the darkness.

Just when Tu Tiandao's palm print was about to land on Ling Xiao, the corner of the latter's mouth raised a faint smile, a blood moon seemed to float in his eyes, and black lotuses loomed.

In the next moment, Tu Tiandao's palm print suddenly stopped, and it was difficult to fall down.

"How... how is it possible..."

This kind of feeling is as if the two of them are blocking one side of Hongyu at this time.

Before Tu Tiandao could react, he felt that the protruding palm was wrapped and crushed by a huge force.

The original roaring sound of the breaking wind quietly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound of broken bones resounded, and Tu Tiandao's entire arm was directly shattered, blood sprayed, and the golden divine radiance glowed.

"This is impossible…"

To tell the truth, at this time, the son of the Holy Emperor Palace was completely at a loss.

He really couldn't figure out why Ling Xiao had not been sealed with the power of divine consciousness in his world of black demons, but instead became more and more powerful.

"Now, let me tell you what true despair is."

Ling Xiao raised his head, looked at the majestic figure several meters taller than him, and stepped out abruptly.

At this time, Tu Tiandao only felt that the entire demon domain seemed to be trembling following the young man in front of him.

Even if he desperately urges the blood of the emperor in his body, he can't restrain this strange fluctuation at all.

Soon, when Ling Xiao's figure appeared in front of him, Tu Tiandao discovered that his eyes had turned into pitch black, deep and vast, far more evil than this black demon realm.

"Buzz!"

I saw Ling Xiao clenched his palms tightly, and the black robe that was floating suddenly turned into a ferocious ancient battle armor.

As his fist marks fell, the entire arm seemed to be wrapped in a magic dragon inverse scale.

The terrifying space crack spread instantly, covering all directions, as if every inch of void was crumbling.

"Boom!"

At this time, he almost merged with the darkness, and in a trance, Tu Tiandao seemed to see a ghost, standing on top of the world, suppressing the universe.

Under his feet, countless gods, kings and immortal emperors fell to the ground crying blood, and their corpses lay everywhere.

Only that ghost, stepping on thousands of corpses, climbed to the top of the sky step by step, overlooking all living beings.

In those eyes, there was a kind of indifference to the extreme, revealing pity and compassion, and gradually overlapped with Ling Xiao's eyes.

"No...impossible! You...who are you!!"

Tu Tiandao's face was pale, terrified and helpless, just one look almost broke his heart.

What secret is this human emperor hiding?

"Is it important?"

Ling Xiao smiled sinisterly, his fist marks fell, and everything was shattered.

"I do not believe!!"

Tu Tiandao clenched his teeth and waved his remaining palm, trying to block this fist mark.

The golden divine pattern condensed in the palm of his hand, the divine thunder gushed out, and the Taoist machine was full of power, as if hundreds of millions of stars were held in his hands, exuding magnificent and vast power ripples.

With Tu Tiandao's physical state at this time, just one palm is far bigger than Ling Xiao's body.

At this moment, he covered Ling Xiao with one palm, as if to include Ling Xiao, trying to kill him completely with the divine might of the Five Emperors.

only! !

At the moment when the two offensives collided, Tu Tiandao's palm shattered.

And Ling Xiao's figure pierced through the blood mist and punched Tu Tiandao's head.

At the time of life and death, Tu Tiandao's pupils shrank suddenly, struggling to twist his body.

But even so, Ling Xiao's fist mark still landed on his right cheek, smashing half of his head into pieces.

"Push."

The blood spilled, and Tu Tiandao's figure flew out, smashed the barren valley, and fell into the ancient forest in the distance.

Heaven and earth are silent.

But there was no trace of joy on Ling Xiao's face, instead, there was a hint of playfulness.

At this time, this black demon forbidden area has been completely covered by his early etheric rune.

In other words, in the eyes of outsiders, this method was arranged by Tu Tiandao, but in fact it was already controlled by Ling Xiao.

Whether it is the body of a demon or the dark rune he merged with, it is the source of the dark power.

With the blood of a demon emperor, how can he compete with him?

Of course, even if Tu Tiandao wanted to struggle at this time, it would be of no use at all, he could only... let Ling Xiao slaughter it.