Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 1766 Powerful!Raging Darkfire Patriarch

"kill!"

Seeing that Ling Xiao was trapped, the warriors of the Dark Fire Clan rushed over one after another, and shot their weapons into the flame cage in an attempt to surround and kill Ling Xiao.

However, the next moment, a terrifying explosion sounded.

The flame cage was shattered in an instant, and the terrifying weapon bounced back. Dozens of dark fire warriors were killed in an instant.

Objectively speaking, Ling Xiao's attack directly saved a large number of surface fighters and saved them from crisis.

There are more people watching the fun.

It's not that they don't want to help, but it feels like they can't get in at all.

"Isn't this guy too strong? Is he really just a warrior at the sixth or eighth level of the Yin-Yang Realm?"

Since Ling Xiao hides his cultivation, there are only a few warriors who can see his real cultivation, such as Demon Sword and Prince Wu.

The rest of the people thought he was a warrior at the sixth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

"Destroy!"

Ling Xiao's huge Golden Crow's claws grabbed the young master of the Dark Fire Clan.

The black-striped and gold-striped old men tried to rescue them, but they couldn't reach them.

The terrifying claws tore apart the body of the young master of the Dark Fire Clan.

The moment he killed the young master of the Dark Fire Clan, Ling Xiao suddenly frowned.

"Run away!"

He didn't care about explaining anything, the huge wings flapped, and the strong wind rolled up the eight companions, and then flew wildly towards the distance.

His soul power is so powerful, but he can still feel that this sudden master poses a fatal threat to him.

Probably the absolute powerhouse of the Yeren Kingdom.

Ling Xiao knows the truth that a mountain is higher than a mountain, and he will not be so stupid as to wait here to die.

When the others saw him running away, they all followed him.

Every judgment made by Ling Xiao has not been missed, which is the key reason why they trust Ling Xiao so much.

Once you start to escape, you will find that there is a huge disparity in strength.

If the speed is slow, it is naturally bad luck.

The gold-patterned and black-patterned elders were hysterically angry when they saw the young master of the Dark Fire Clan being killed.

Just vent your anger on these slow runners.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen warriors who were dragged behind were killed.

At this time, among the more than 400 warriors who entered the underground world, only more than 30 were dead.

It's just miserable.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao couldn't care so much anymore, because he knew that the Soul Temple was already nearby, and the strange energy from the map of the secret realm was guiding him to move forward.

"Damn, why is that kid so fast, we can't catch up with eight people?"

The magic knife was furious.

Obviously the cultivation base is stronger than Ling Xiao, but the speed is not as good, which is simply shameful.

"Whoever kills my son dies!"

In the sky, a huge meteorite suddenly fell.

The meteorite with black flames fell to the ground, and ten more warriors were crushed to death on the spot.

There are only about twenty people left.

And the one who made the shot was the top expert who just arrived, probably the patriarch of the Dark Fire Clan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't call the young master of the Dark Fire Clan his son.

Ling Xiao glanced back. This person was wearing a big red robe, and his skin turned dark gold.

The hair, eyebrows and beard are like burning flames, looking extremely weird.

But his aura is really strong, so strong that it makes people tremble.

Ling Xiao didn't want to stay with this guy at all, let alone fight.

Although he is very strong, he will not be so stupid that he does not know the heights of the sky and the earth. When encountering such a strong person, the only thing to do is to run for his life.

"Patriarch!"

The black-patterned old man and the golden-patterned old man knelt down beside the red-robed old man tremblingly.

Their patriarch was born with a son, and just such a son was actually killed. Under such rage, they might even kill the two of them.

"What are you two eating? Why did my son die?"

The red-robed patriarch grabbed the necks of the elders Heiwen and Jinwen with both hands and lifted them up, asking with wide-eyed eyes.

At this time, the dark fire army he brought was besieging and killing the fleeing enemies.

"There is a surface human whose soul power is even stronger than that of our night-human race. He is known as a genius at the level of a true fairy. We have no time to rescue him."

The black-striped old man hastily explained.

"Trash, chase me, you can't bring that kid's head back, the old man will kill you."

After saying that, the old man in the red robe glanced at his son's body, raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, then flew into the air, chasing after Ling Xiao and the others.

The speed of the red-robed old man was really astonishing.

There were flames on his feet, and the flames were churning, much faster than Ling Xiao.

In just a moment, he had already caught up with the remaining twenty warriors.

"Give it to the old man to die!"

As soon as the red-robed old man thought, a terrifying flame turned into two fire dragons and sprang out. In an instant, three warriors of the tenth level of the Yin-Yang realm died tragically.

Ling Xiao heard the screams from behind, but he didn't look back. The Soul Temple was not far away. He believed that as long as he got there, he could avoid the old man's pursuit.

Anyway, he escaped relatively quickly, so although the old man rushed over very fast, he was still thousands of meters away from him.

"The Wall of Purgatory!"

The old man in the red robe seemed to have also seen the Soul Temple not far away, and seemed to have guessed what Ling Xiao and the others were thinking, so he activated his soul power, and a terrifying coercion struck instantly.

A huge flame barrier trapped everyone.

This wall of purgatory is condensed by powerful soul power, and it is extremely tough.

Seeing the barrier in front of him, Ling Xiao's face darkened a lot.

At this moment, he had no time to think about it.

A pitch-black universe suddenly emerged from behind, and the terrifying Batian Martial Soul released the power of the universe, and his Golden Crow avatar instantly became much bigger and stronger.

There was no other way, facing the barrier set up by such a strong man, he couldn't think of any other way to break it apart from using Batian Martial Soul.

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The Primordial Golden Crow let out a resounding cry, directly pierced through the weakest link of the barrier, and continued to rush forward.

Ling Xiao breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

If it weren't for Taiji Eye and Batian Wuhun, he would really die here today.

Perhaps it was to save their lives, except for the old man in red, no one else realized what terrible power Ling Xiao had used.

"Magic Knife Pole!"

The magic knife was also shocked at this time, seeing Ling Xiao rushing out of a small hole, but the small hole was closing rapidly.

He used his most terrifying trick.

The body and the underworld in his hand were almost condensed into one point, and they flew through the air at a terrifying speed, and disappeared before the small hole closed.

Prince Wu's speed is not slower than the magic knife.

With a flash of his figure, he also rushed out with the help of the small hole opened by Ling Xiao.

These two are the strongest warriors, so it is very easy to escape.

Of the remaining warriors, only Fengming Wuyang transformed into an ice phoenix, and his speed sublimated to the extreme in an instant.

Moreover, the small hole that was about to close was frozen for an instant.

It was this moment of opportunity for him to escape.

(End of this chapter)