The most powerful villain in fighting

Chapter 218 The King of Spirits Destroys His Life and Fights for the Last Time

Ling Yidao felt that the vindictiveness in his body disappeared in an instant.

His consciousness gradually blurred.

The blood in the body is constantly flowing out of the body.

He stared blankly at the blade pierced through his chest.

This blade is so familiar.

Because, he has worked with the owner of this blade for thousands of years.

Even, people of the same race.

what does this mean?
They are brothers and sisters!
"Lingpo, what are you doing?!!" Some Elders of the Spirit Race looked at the people behind Ling Yidao and roared angrily.

Lingpo smiled coldly, and pulled out the blade in his hand.

"Of course I know what I'm doing, I don't need you to remind me."

"Damn it, you traitor!!!" All the clansmen were red-eyed.

Now at such a critical moment, there are still people who betray their clansmen?

The aura of Ling Yidao was still chaotic, and the remnant soul of Ling Emperor in the formation would not be able to hold on anymore.

"Hehe, I don't want to stay in such a dilapidated spirit race. Fortunately, the lord has given me a path full of bright future." Lingpo's face showed a crazy smile, and even revealed a trace of black fighting spirit.

After the others saw the black vindictiveness, they immediately understood something.

"The soul... is actually infected?"

"He's sick, no wonder it's like this!" Everyone stared angrily at the Hun Tianchen in the sky.

"Does it feel good to be betrayed by the tribe?"

Hun Tianchen smiled cheerfully.

"In this situation, without the two six-star Dou Sheng powerhouses, how can you maintain the formation?"

Faced with this situation, all the people of the spirit clan roared unwillingly and rushed towards the spirit one after another.

Now, what they hate is not the soul race.

It's the bastard Lingpo!
At this moment, in the deepest part of the spiritual world, a huge aura suddenly came out.

A stream of light streaked across the sky, and his blue robe showed the relaxed and freehand style of this person, and he even wore the Spirit King's Blade that belonged to the entire spirit clan.

This Blade of the Spirit King gathers the will and soul of countless spirit races and the power of luck of the entire race!
This cyan-robed man who looks similar to Ling Yidao is the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, the Spirit King!
"Seven Star Fighting Saint?" Hun Tianchen saw through the current cultivation level of Ling Wang at a glance, and frowned slightly.

This scene made all the strong soul clansmen change their expressions.

The current realm of the Spirit King is the level of the four demon saints of the soul clan.

Although the Soul Clan has many fighting powers above Seven Star Fighting Saints, they are all seriously injured and unable to come here!
It is no exaggeration to say that with the top combat strength of the Spirit King, the Spirit Race might really be able to come back to life.

As long as the high-end combat power of the Spirit Race is still there, it will be really bad.

"Hun Tianchen." The King of Ling chopped the soul to death with a single knife, but the majestic six-star fighting saint in the middle stage failed to block his knife? !
"Fortunately, many years ago, I had a premonition of crisis. I predicted that my spirit clan would have this catastrophe." Lingwang raised Ling Yidao and put him in a safe place.

The Spirit King looked at the Ling Emperor's remnant soul: "Lord First Ancestor, please grant me your strength, and I will support the entire Spirit Race!"

The illusory old man saw that a descendant who could take care of himself finally appeared, with a smile on his face, he nodded, and the entire illusory figure slowly entered the body of the king of spirits.

The spiritual king's cultivation has skyrocketed since the early days of Seven Star Fighting Saints!

Across the middle and late stages...

clack clack...

The bone marrow in King Ling's body kept ringing, obviously bearing the price of Emperor Ling's remnant soul was not small!
In the end, his cultivation level still failed to break through the Eight-Star Fighting Saint, but stopped at the peak of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint.

It was only a little bit close to breaking through the barrier and rushing to the Eight Star Fighting Saint!

Hun Tianchen saw this scene, and slowly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's kind of scary.

If King Ling really reached the Eight Star Dou Sheng, he would call for nothingness swallowing flames to kill him without hesitation.

But it is hard to say whether the severely injured Void Swallowing Flame has the ability to kill the Spirit King in one blow.

But...if he kills the Spirit King at all costs...

A cold light flashed across Hun Tianchen's eyes.

"Hun Tianchen!!!" Ling Wang roared, holding the Spirit King's Blade in one hand, and the Heaven Gathering Sword held by Ling Emperor Remnant Soul in the other.

With a posture of holding two knives, the whole person rushed towards Hun Tianchen!
Now the clan protection formation belonging to the Spirit Clan is all concentrated on the Spirit King alone.

"Very good, I also want to meet the top powerhouse standing between the heaven and the earth!" Hun Tianchen stretched his muscles and bones, and the bone marrow all over his body continued to resound, the surface of his body was like an ancient dragon. With the force of thunder, it distorted the surrounding space.

Now that Hun Tianchen's physical strength is fully exerted, it can distort the space!

Obviously, this is also one of the benefits of successfully refining the Dragon Pill.

The whole body is like a giant dragon, further increased and strengthened!

"Come on!" Hun Tianchen laughed and met Ling Wang's stormy double-knife attack.

At this moment, the Ling King completely abandoned his defenses, brandishing his two knives wholeheartedly, slashing at Hun Tianchen!
Hun Tianchen relies entirely on his physical body, relying only on a pair of fists, constantly colliding with the Lingwang's double knives, which is extremely eye-catching and super sight-seeing.

Every time a fist and two knives collide, circles of air ripples will erupt like fish scales, completely overturning the entire ground.

The light of the knife like a bright moon continuously slashed out from the hands of the King Ling, a faint silver dizziness filled the long sky, the rustling momentum of the knife continued, and it was swung out like mountains and seas.

A pair of arms swayed wildly and quickly, and the silver light of the bright moon poured out, making it impossible to look directly at the radiant brilliance, and a chilly aura enveloped the heart.

Hun Tianchen snorted angrily, a dragon and a phoenix surrounded him continuously, the saber energy belonging to the Spirit King was instantly disintegrated in front of him.

King Ling let out a muffled snort, gathered his momentum again, and immediately stepped forward, holding two knives in his hands, the offensive became intensive like a storm, and he slashed at Hun Tianchen crazily.

Hun Miesheng below stared blankly at the two figures in front of them colliding at a speed that could not be distinguished with the naked eye. .

Dust kicked up on the ground to form a tornado, slowly smoothing the entire ground.

And every time the Spirit King makes a move, there will be a sharp light green saber aura soaring out.

In just one breath, the Spirit King was able to slash at Hun Tianchen with extremely dense saber aura, sweeping across the entire spiritual world one after another, passing through Hun Tianchen's body in 360 degrees without any dead angle, and sweeping across the entire sky!
"drink!"

Hun Tianchen began to run the ancient dragon body training formula autonomously, and once again faced the Lingzu's double spirit sword technique, this time he was no longer the former Nine Star Dou Zun, and completely resisted the spirit king's double sword Spirit knife technique!
King Ling slashed down with his sword again and again, and in the next second, a storm composed of sword energy suddenly formed around him, and it almost slammed into Hun Tianchen like crazy!

Seeing this, Hun Tianchen just snorted coldly, clenched his fists, not afraid of him at all, and swung a fist hard to collide with his two knives.

Without any bells and whistles, it was just this punch full of power, hitting it firmly.

(End of this chapter)