Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 11693 One person shocks the whole army

This Ling Xiao is simply a monster, it's terrifying, and it seems to be stronger now than before.

The consummation of the god was unexpectedly killed by Ling Xiao in a flash.

Is that human being?
"Retreat! The wheel of God is so powerful, we lost!"

"Yeah, if we continue to fight, we are out of luck!"

Shen Mietian and the others were all scared.

Now there are only more than 300 gods on their side who have reached Consummation.

Of course there is no advantage.

The key point is that Ling Xiao is still doing a lot of killing.

They were really scared.

"Why retreat? He obviously used some kind of secret method to improve his combat power, and it cannot last for a long time."

Shenlun Wanzhang said coldly: "Don't forget the order of the ancestors of the gods. We have destroyed a thousand slaughtered spirits here. No matter what, we can't retreat like this. Otherwise, how can we meet the ancestors of the gods?"

Soon, 1 minutes passed.

Ling Xiao's fusion is over.

Combat power dropped sixfold.

Not as fierce as before.

But now the consummation of gods on the temple side has been weakened to only about a thousand, which is comparable to that of the coalition army.

Moreover, even if Ling Xiao is not as fierce as before, he still surpasses all the gods and gods.

The promotion of Huang Gu's body is relatively slow, but each level of Huang Gu's body has improved too much, and the advantages accumulated over time, this advantage is very terrifying.

"what--!"

Suddenly, a scream came.

Comes from a Holy Turling.

It turned out that after Ling Xiao killed all Tu Linghao and many warriors with perfect gods, he set his sights on Sheng Tu Ling.

Saint Tuling is too strong.

Only Ling Xiao and Long Chen could defeat Shengtu Ling here.

The rest can at most block it.

For example, the little ants and the five little ones were unable to defeat the Holy Tu Ling.

The fragrance of medicine can only restrain the spirit of Sheng Tu, and it cannot be defeated at all.

Ling Xiao wanted to kill these Saint Tulings first, so that their advantage would be even greater.

This Saint Tu Ling was hit by Ling Xiao, but he didn't damage too much, but there was a one-meter-long gash on his body.

But the hole was actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It seems that if you don't destroy it directly, you can't kill it."

Ling Xiao frowned. Sheng Tu Ling was much stronger than Tu Ling. Although they were all perfect gods, they were not at the same level whether it was the ability to resist blows or special abilities.

Saint Tuling recovered quickly.

But this completely aroused Ling Xiao's desire to win.

He started a crazy output.

Hitting the wounds of the Holy Tuling again and again, the speed of destruction exceeded the speed of recovery, and finally, after 5 minutes, a Holy Tuling was completely destroyed.

Then, his eyes turned to the second Saint Tu Ling.

This Saint Tu Ling was obviously wise. Seeing his own kind being killed by Ling Xiao, he also knew how terrifying Ling Xiao was.

So he defended with all his strength, and even stopped attacking.

As long as he can hold Ling Xiao down, it is also an honor for him.

After all, if a monster like Ling Xiao is left alone, more people will die.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

Directly open the ancient nightmare.

This ancient nightmare is ineffective against Tu Ling, because Tu Ling has no soul and no wisdom.

But Saint Tuling was different.

They have souls and intelligence.

Sheng Tu Ling, who was attacked by Ling Xiaohuang's ancient nightmare, froze for a moment.

Ling Xiao grinned grimly, burst out with the strongest force, and pierced the core of Shengtu Ling with a single shot.

The second Saint Tu Ling was killed.

You know, there are only four Saint Tulings.

Now two are killed.

There are two left.

The remaining two holy slaughter spirits were dragged to the death by Yaoxiang and the little ant, but neither the little ant nor Yaoxiang could kill each other.

Their attack power is still a little weaker, not reaching Ling Xiao's level.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Xiao charged towards the third Saint Tu Ling.

It was the Holy Tuling who fought against Yaoxiang.

Seeing Ling Xiao approaching, Yao Xiang directly chose to give up the kill, but used all her strength to control Sheng Tu Ling.

The task of attacking was given to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao and his apprentice naturally understood and killed Sheng Tuling with one shot.

The third!
The death of the third Saint Tu Ling not only weakened the fighting power of the temple, but also released the fighting power of Yaoxiang at the same time.

Yao Xiang has been held back by this Holy Tu Ling and unable to help others.

Now she can use her strengths.

The temple is all pissed off.

Especially God Wheel Wanzhang.

Although he just said that he didn't want to retreat, according to this rhythm, the top gods on their side will be killed.

This is absolutely not allowed.

Absolutely not!

"retreat!"

Finally, Shenlun Wanzhang ordered to retreat.

Although he is very unwilling, he is also worried that the ancestor of God will be held accountable for this matter, but now he can't take care of that much.

If you don't escape now, it may be useless to try to escape later.

They are not completely at a disadvantage now, and their retreat can still be orderly.

It will be different in a while, once it is completely at a disadvantage, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't try to escape!"

"Kill all these guys!"

"Chase!"

The coalition army roared and rushed forward, intending to kill all the warriors in the temple.

"Stop!"

Ling Xiao suddenly shouted.

Everyone was puzzled and unwilling, but because Ling Xiao was the leader, they had to obey orders.

The moment they stopped, a terrifying hand tore through the space and landed directly on the ground.

The dozen or so gods who rushed to the front were directly blasted to death.

Looking at this scene, everyone couldn't help but gasped. If Ling Xiao hadn't told them to stop, they would have been wiped out.

"God ancestor!"

Everyone in the temple shouted excitedly when they saw the owner of that arm.

In the void, a vague figure looked at Ling Xiao coldly and said, "Boy, you've passed the time! Ten years later, the mysterious realm will come out of the mountains again. I want to see what skills you have to fight us."

After speaking, the figure disappeared.

Disappeared together, and those warriors of the temple.

The faces of everyone were a little dignified.

The real core of the temple is still the ancestors. Even if the rest of the people are dead, as long as the ancestors are not destroyed, the temple will not be destroyed.

What's more, the strong man in the mysterious realm of the temple is too terrifying.

They could win this time because Ling Xiao killed all directions, otherwise they would still lose, but Ling Xiao is at best the strongest god.

In the face of the mysterious realm, there is still no combat power.

In just ten years, it is impossible for Ling Xiao to reach the mysterious realm, even if he can reach it, it is only a low-level mysterious realm.

It is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of the mysterious realm of the temple.

"Ten years, don't we only have ten years to survive?" The joy of just winning seemed to have been poured with cold water, and it cooled down instantly.

Although Ling Xiao is very strong, it is only limited to the mysterious realm.

Even if all the mysterious realms of both sides can be shot ten years later, the temple will still have an absolute advantage.

Can Ling Xiao reach that level?

What they can rely on now is Ling Xiao.

(End of this chapter)