Chapter 1239： Right to kill

"No! Once the son has an accident in my school..."

Li Zhichu clenched his silver teeth, and slammed Lu Ming's palm away, trying to head towards the top of the mountain.

"He's right, you'd better not pass it."

In the void, there was a ripple suddenly, and then Zhong Tu's figure appeared from the sky, blocking Li Zhichu's footsteps.

"Uncle Zhong! Don't you hurry up and save the son!"

Li Zhichu's beautiful eyes condensed slightly, and even a hint of anger was mixed in his voice.

She said!

There are a bunch of lunatics in the courtyard, the son shouldn't be here!

Is Ning Chuan's brain really broken? Such a murderous thought when he moved to a stranger!

And once Ling Xiao falls here today, let alone the formation, even the entire Daotian Academy may be destroyed with it.

"Wait a little longer."

Zhong Tu shook his head slightly, and he hesitated when Ning Chuan sacrificed this ancient slaying formation with his own blood.

But when he saw the indifferent calm on Ling Xiao's face, he was a little expectant, wanting to see... whether this legendary contemporary invincible was... really invincible in the world.

He naturally understood Ning Chuan's xinxing very well.

If Ling Xiao couldn't crush it head-on, it would be impossible for him to follow him out of the world and fight for the sky.

This battle is inevitable.

"Wait?! Uncle Zhong, in case son..."

"Um?"

Zhong Tu frowned slightly, and glanced at Li Zhichu coldly, which instantly made her body tremble, only to feel the infinite momentum falling from the sky, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Om!"

At the same time, on the top of the mountain, I saw a sea of ​​blood surging, covering thousands of miles of sky.

And that peerless figure in black had already been shrouded in blood, and there was no trace of it.

"Boom!"

In the blood formation, visions rose.

The endless blood turned into a monster, screaming again and again.

Ning Chuan pursed his lips and chuckled, his hands suddenly forming marks, and the bloodstain on the corners of his mouth was even more eerie.

"Om!"

The sky of blood gathered together, and the large formation that had originally enveloped the heavens was suppressed to the size of several meters at the moment when Ning Chuan's palm fell.

It's just that the surging killing potential has risen suddenly at this time.

"No... the son..."

Li Zhichu's expression was shocked, even if she was very far away from the blood formation at this time, the ray of opportunity that emerged from it alone was enough to make her mind tremble.

Under the noble state, it is impossible for anyone to resist such a terrifying power!

"boom!!"

Before Li Zhichu could make a desperate voice, he saw that the blood formation suddenly lifted up a tens of thousands of feet, like a hundred thousand meteorites falling at the same time, directly exploding the entire formation into nothingness.

Zhong Tu's eyes were slightly condensed, his figure rose into the air, and the spirit of his body bloomed, and an array bead in his hand was thrown out, turning into a golden light ancient array out of thin air, blocking the scattered array force.

However, with the strength of his ninth rank in the holy realm, his body trembled at this time, apparently in the **** and turbulent state, he had withstood a great counter-shock force.

"not good…"

At this time, Zhongtu finally showed a touch of panic on his face.

It seems to be... a big game?

This nine-fold blood pole was the first time Ning Chuan used it.

Even if Zhongtu knew that the nine ancient killing formations were merged for a while, the power would naturally be earth-shattering.

However, he still seemed to underestimate the horror of this burst.

With his realm, just this aftermath of power almost shattered his body, one can imagine... what a terrible power that Ling Xiao, who is in the formation, should have assumed.

That's it!

Originally, Zhong Tu thought that even if his little disciple was unparalleled in talent and invincible formation, it would take time to transform the formation!

With Young Master Ling Xiao's xinxing means, how could it be possible to give him a shot.

Can!

He never expected that the young man would be so big, he didn't move anything lightly from beginning to end, he stood there stupidly, and was born by these nine killing formations... collapsed?

"Ahem."

Above the void, Ning Chuan coldly looked at the disappearing ancient mountain under him, coughing up blood at the corner of his mouth, but there was an extreme madness in his eyes.

Who is the Young Master of the Ling Clan, to be honest, he doesn't care at all.

But he saw the scene when Ling Xiao was playing with the master just now.

Xianzi is incomparable, and indeed has the qualifications of some contemporary outstanding people.

But what?

In front of his killing array, all creatures...can only be slaughtered!

Ning Chuan took a deep breath, and his figure fell from the sky and walked towards the mountains.

It's time to try and integrate the tenth killing array into the Slaughter God.

"This is your method? The first disciple of the formation?"

only! !

Just as Ning Chuan stepped forward, he heard a light laughter suddenly behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked out of the smoke and dust, surrounded by sword intent, opening the world.

At this time, there was a gentle and calm smile on his face, and even the black clothes on his body were not stained with a trace of dust.

"The son!"

At the foot of the mountain, Li Zhi's eyes trembled, his hands clasped unconsciously, and the heart that was originally hanging finally relaxed completely.

Even Lu Ming and Zhong Tu both had shocked expressions on their faces.

How can it be? !

How did Ling Xiao escape the power of the Slaughter God Array? !

"you…"

Ning Chuan stagnated, turning his head to look at the place where the smoke and dust dissipated, his eyes gleaming slightly, "How did you do it?"

"If this is your hole card, then you can go to death now."

Ling Xiao shook his head slightly, although his tone was gentle, but the killing intent in the words was unconcealed.

"Huh, crazy..."

Ning Chuan snorted coldly, and black and white colors flowed in his eyes again.

But this time, Ling Xiao never gave him a chance.

At this moment, there was a ray of brilliance flickering above the void, and Ning Chuan only felt that the space was stagnant, and time did not exist.

Before he could react, that peerless figure in black had already appeared in front of him.

"Surrender, or... die."

Ling Xiao put out his palm and held it directly on Ning Chuan's neck. The smile raised at the corner of his mouth made people shudder in fear.

"Want me to surrender..."

Ning Chuan gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes were full of sorrow.

But before his words fell, Ling Xiao shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice, "I can give you countless good fortunes and the right to kill. Think about it. In a place that is not understood, I have never After experiencing real slaughter, how can you create... the formation of true slaughter of gods?"

"Dip! Son of Destiny, Daoxing trembled. Congratulations to the host for plundering luck for 2,000 points, and the villain for 20,000 points."

Hearing the prompt sound from his ears, the evil spirits in Ling Xiao's eyes flashed away, and he directly threw the sluggish youth aside, turned and walked down the mountain.