Chapter 1797 Slaughtering the Wing Clan
"Buzz!"
In the ancient world of Huangyuan, to the north is a stretch of sacred mountains.
And on one of the most majestic ancient peaks, there are countless stone palaces one after another, with overlapping auras, creating a scene full of vitality.
Here is Wushan, where the Wuyi tribe is located. It 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 his lips.
Behind him, there was another young man in black with a figure in his hands, with a strong fighting intent on his face.
"Before you used your feathers to almost smash the bodies of our two guards from the Ling clan, but today... I will return them to you in your own way."
Ling Xiao said indifferently, and raised his palm lightly, only to see endless ripples suddenly appearing in the void behind him.
Immediately afterwards, ancient swords flew out of the air without making a single sound.
And looking at the densely packed sword shadows, Yi Yan's eyes widened, with unprecedented despair.
At this moment, he finally understood what kind of existence he had provoked.
demon! !
Even, compared to these ancient survivors like them, the disposition of this young man 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 the swords were unleashed!
"Buzz!"
In just an instant, the entire void was torn apart, and the thousand-handled ancient sword fell from the sky like a rain curtain, carrying the power of the supreme sword.
And in the ancient forest of the temple, there were bursts of screams immediately, and a strong bloody aura rose up, covering the sky.
"Whizzing!"
Soon, figures with terrifying breaths shattered the palace and appeared above the void.
And at the front of the crowd was an old man with gray hair and gloomy eyes.
His realm is at the level of the Earth Supreme Rank 4, and he is one of the most powerful ancestors of the Wuyi Clan, Yi Qingteng.
The only one who is stronger than him is the great ancestor of the Wuyi clan who is buried in the mountains.
"Huh? Wing... Wing Rock?!"
The eyes of Yi Qingteng and others trembled slightly, especially Yi Yan's current state, which made him feel extremely unreal.
The reason why he left the customs this time was because of the opening of the Yuan Yuan Ancient Realm, which was in great chaos.
With him in charge, it is also easy to deal with those foreign arrogance and monsters.
However, now it seems that the thing he was most worried about happened. Yi Yan still provoked some... people who should not be provoked.
From that sword move just now, Yi Qingteng could also feel the supreme momentum contained in it.
This boy is not ordinary.
At the very least, in the Barren Yuan Ancient Realm, among the younger generation, there were only a handful of people who had broken through to the Supreme Realm.
"Wuchuan."
Ling Xiao smiled gently and didn't say much.
And Ning Wuchuan immediately understood, let go of his palm, and threw Yiyan down from mid-air.
Then, just as one of the strong men in the holy realm stepped forward to take over the young master of the Witch Wing Clan, he saw the void in front of him suddenly fluctuate for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, a figure stepped out, the blade in his hand fell off, and a knife stabbed into his heart.
"thump."
And Yi Yan's figure fell from a high altitude immediately, and his body, which was already shattered to pieces, was smashed into mud.
Of course, for a person in the holy realm, even if his body is broken, his soul, spirit and wisdom will not completely dissipate.
Therefore, Yiyan is still alive and can only watch the Wuyi tribe being slaughtered.
"How can it be…"
The hearts of the few remaining Wuyi clan powerhouses felt cold, and their eyes were filled with doubt and shock.
With the strength of the holy elder just now, even if he is not the opponent of the two human youths in front of him, he will not be directly pierced without resistance, right?
"Buzz!"
But at this time, Ning Wuchuan's body suddenly had a burst of spiritual light, which turned into thousands of formations and fell down, enveloping the entire sacred mountain.
And with the strength of these survivors in the Yuanyuan Ancient Realm, it is absolutely impossible to truly break through this formation.
The killing officially begins!
"boom!!"
Ling Xiao grinned, and the moment he stepped forward, the whole space was silently frozen.
Ten thousand ways pass away, time does not exist.
At this time, his figure seemed to be transformed into a galaxy, expanding continuously, trying to cover the sky.
In the hundreds of feet around his body, visions rise, the sun and the moon fall together, and the endless avenues of the gods manifest in the sky, filled with brilliance.
And all the Wuyi clansmen heard a misty fairy sound resounding in their ears, and in a trance, the whole world began to turn bloody.
At this moment, Ling Xiao felt as if he had entered the land of no one, his black clothes were shaking, and his hair was crystal clear. Every time he swung his knife, he could kill those powerful Wuyi clan on the spot, and even their blood and soul were completely swallowed.
The road is like a knife! !
This simple and extreme killing intent almost instantly shattered everyone's minds.
Wails were everywhere, 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 are you!!"
Yi Qingteng's eyes trembled in shock, and he appeared in front of Ling Xiao.
I saw a ray of black light winding above his wings, developing a supreme charm.
"Does it matter who I am? You just need to know that today's Witch Wings... don't leave any chickens or dogs behind."
Ling Xiao smiled, and chopped off with a single blow.
"Arrogance!!"
Yi Qingteng roared angrily, his wings vibrated, and he saw countless black black feathers piercing through the sea and coming down.
That kind of momentum was extremely frightening, like a hundred thousand meteorites falling, trying to drown Ling Xiao.
However, for some reason, seeing the calmness in the young man's eyes, the ancestor of the Yi clan felt incomparably terrified.
It was as if, under this youthful appearance, there was an extremely ancient and terrifying soul hidden.
"Buzz!"
The saber fell down and collided with the thousands of black feathers.
But Yi Qingteng's face suddenly showed a touch of surprise, and he retreated hastily, but he was still chopped on the shoulder by the saber intent that destroyed Wan Yu, and a wing was chopped off, and a rain of blood was sprinkled.
only! !
After all, his cultivation was at the fourth rank of the Supreme Being. Although he also suffered some injuries at this time, it did not hurt the root, but aroused his bloodiness.
"Roar!!"
Yi Qingteng let out an angry roar, and the only remaining wings flapped again, and the terrifying demon power turned into a whirlwind, almost moving the entire mountain to the ground.
But Ling Xiao didn't have a trace of expression on his face, he came from the sky with the ancient blade in his hand.
The void is thousands of miles away, blood clouds are floating, and cracks are everywhere.
But no matter how Yi Qingteng struggled, it was difficult to shake Ling Xiao at all.
Instead, he was forced by the latter to retreat again and again, his feathers scattered, and he was extremely embarrassed.
Even, every time Ling Xiao's knife fell, it could easily tear his flesh apart.
In just a short moment, dozens of knife marks were densely covered on the body of this ancestor of the Witch Wing Clan, which was shocking.
"I don't believe it, you, a contemporary, can kill me!!"
Yi Qingteng's eyes were torn apart, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a neigh, his hands turned into sharp claws, and slammed down towards Ling Xiao in anger.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the situation changed, and I saw a thousand-foot demon seal crushed from the sky, destroying everything, and suppressing towards Ling Xiao.