Chapter Four Hundred and Seventy-Ninth Blood-Stained 8th Floor
"It's really noisy!"
Zhang Ziling looked at Xiuming with a smug smile on his face, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, he raised his right hand, and a huge suction force came out from his palm.
Xiuming, who was still very confident in his own strength, suddenly felt a huge suction force, his face changed greatly, and he wanted to resist this terrifying suction force!
But... everything Xiuming did was in vain. He found that with his strength, he couldn't resist Zhang Ziling's strength at all!
"How could it be?" Xiuming exclaimed. He didn't expect things to turn out like this, and his body flew towards Zhang Ziling uncontrollably.
Zhang Ziling pinched Xiuming's neck and lifted him up in the air.
As Xiuming's neck was pinched by Zhang Ziling, the powerhouses not far away were all blown up, stood up abruptly, and looked at Zhang Ziling in horror!
"Lord Shadowgate?"
"How, how is it possible? Why, why... that man?"
"Lord Shadow Gate...isn't there any way to fight back?"
"Who is he?"
At this moment, all the strong men suddenly felt that their breathing became difficult, and their brains became a mush... They felt that the world they knew had collapsed.
No one ever thought that someone would be able to defeat the Shadowmen so easily... no! Can pinch the neck of the Shadowmen like a chicken!
In their eyes, the adults from the Shadow Gate are all invincible existences!
And today, the myth in their hearts... seems to have been shattered.
The adults from the Shadow Gate, in front of the invader, seem to be no different from them, and they are also vulnerable.
On this day, in front of Zhang Ziling, they finally felt the fragility of life... and equality.
No matter how strong you are, how strong your background is, or how well equipped you are, in front of Zhang Ziling, you can only die without resistance.
There is no other option.
thump!
in despair,
Those who were still alive knelt down one after another, their arms propped up on the tattered alloy floor, and their faces were full of ashes.
They can't escape, because they know that they can't escape Zhang Ziling's pursuit, and Zhang Ziling will never let them go!
The only thing they can do now is to wait to die... Maybe they can do one more thing, watch Xiuming be killed by Zhang Ziling, and then continue to wait to die.
At this time, the hearts of the strong men were full of bitterness.
"You mentioned Pavilion Master Xuan just now?" Zhang Ziling looked indifferently at Xiuming whose face had turned purple, and asked softly, "Where is he now?"
"What, what are you doing?" Xiuming already felt that he couldn't breathe, and it became extremely difficult to even speak. He looked at Zhang Ziling and asked with difficulty.
At this moment, Xiuming's heart was completely filled with fear. He never thought that Zhang Ziling was so strong!
The momentum that completely crushed him had already made Xiuming almost lose his mind.
Is his strength comparable to Xuan Pavilion Master?
After such a terrifying thought appeared in Xiuming's mind, it kept popping up in his mind like bamboo shoots, filling his mind.
You must know that Pavilion Master Xuan has a very high status in the Shadow Gate, and his strength can turn the world of cultivation upside down! Even if it is the dragon titled powerhouse of the Dragon Department, the Xuan Pavilion Master can easily defeat him!
But now, Xiuming actually thinks that an outsider's strength is comparable to Pavilion Master Xuan! In other words... Xiuming admitted that if Zhang Ziling wanted to kill them, none of them would be able to leave today!
Even if there are two Xuange Guards behind him!
They know exactly what kind of strength the Shadow Sect Xuan Pavilion Master has...
That is an existence that has been slaughtered from thousands of strong people!
In Xiuming's mind, that thought flashed by, Zhang Ziling squeezed Xiuming's hand harder and harder, making Xiuming's neck rattle, "Now I'm asking you, you'd better not say anything other than this question. if!"
boom!
Zhang Ziling then swung it, and Xiuming smashed into the metal wall next to him, and a huge pothole was formed in an instant.
Xiuming slowly slipped from the pothole and fell into the corrosive liquid on the ground.
"what!!!"
The intense pain caused Xiuming to cry out in pain. The corrosive liquid flowing on the ground was constantly corroding Xiuming's body, and his skin had begun to fester.
Zhang Ziling looked indifferently at Xiuming who quickly stood up from the corrosive solution, his entire body flashed, and he instantly appeared behind Xiuming, and asked in a deep voice, "Your Pavilion Master, where is he now!"
"My, my hand! Okay, it hurts!" Xiuming didn't seem to hear Zhang Ziling's question, looking at his completely festered hands, howling frantically, the intense tingling was about to make him lose his mind!
"Hey...it seems crazy." Zhang Ziling sighed, he didn't have the patience to wait for Xiuming to recover from the pain!
Zhang Ziling grabbed Xiuming's head directly, and before Xiuming could react, Zhang Ziling's five fingers began to exert force.
"Die."
boom!
As soon as Zhang Ziling finished speaking, Xiuming's head instantly burst into blood mist!
Blood splattered everywhere, and Xiuming's headless corpse slowly fell into the corrosive liquid. The green corrosive liquid was mixed with red blood and gradually flowed around.
With Xiuming's fall, the entire eighth floor fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, daring not to resist nor to run away... Zhang Ziling's strength had scared them all dumbfounded.
People from the Shadow Sect, in the past... they didn't even dare to look directly at the faces of the Shadow Sect!
But now, a headless corpse belonging to the Shadowmen fell down in front of them.
In the eyes of every powerhouse present, there is absolutely no hope of life.
Zhang Ziling turned to look at the desperate people, and a black flame suddenly ignited in the palm of his hand, quickly scorching the blood off his hands.
"Have you given up struggling completely?"
Zhang Ziling's hands became pale again, and he glanced at the strong bases indifferently, and the black magic energy gradually escaped to the surroundings.
"In that case, I'll help you with the last step." Zhang Ziling whispered, stepping forward slowly.
Those escaping black magic energy instantly turned into black chains, constantly penetrating the heads of one strong person after another, and the entire eighth floor was completely dyed red with blood! The corpses were scattered.
"There are still two people from the Shadow Gate at this base, right?" Zhang Ziling walked through the corridor that had been dyed red with blood, stepped on the corpses on the ground, and walked slowly to the deepest part.
"Don't run too far!" Zhang Ziling's mouth evoked a playful smile, and a red light flashed in his eyes, "Let me come to you, and have a good chat with you about Xuan Pavilion Master..."
Zhang Ziling's voice echoed in the silent corridor, and his figure gradually disappeared into the depths of the corridor.
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