Thundered!

The void shook, and the blood light around Yang Wen's body was incomparably rich, and blood-colored runes rose one after another, as if forming a mysterious blood-colored world.

Around him, every rune was like a powerful creature, with the figures of divine beasts, demons, ghosts, and other heavenly spirits, roaring violently, all exuding extremely powerful resentment.

In an instant, countless blood lights surged towards Ling Xiao like a torrent, and those blood-colored runes were like tarsal bones, trembling violently, containing the power that devoured everything, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.

And Yang Wen's body became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ten Thousand Souls Blood Curse, break it for me!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and the golden divine light around him rose up, and he directly urged the Thunder Emperor Jue, and the thunder light around him was blazing and dazzling, containing the power fluctuations that destroyed everything, and it was incomparably fierce.

The power of the Thunder Dao is also known as the power of evil spirits, which can destroy all evil demons and outer paths, and has a great restraint effect on this kind of blood path supernatural power.

Bang!

Endless thunder surged and slashed at the top of those blood-colored runes, forming a storm of divine light in an instant.

But what Ling Xiao didn't expect was that the blood-colored runes writhed violently, and they were like creatures, not afraid of the power of thunder at all, but instead swallowed all those thunder lights into it, turning them into blood-colored energy.

Ling Xiao's cultivation of the Thunder Emperor Technique did not cause any damage to the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse, but instead made the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse stronger and stronger.

In an instant, the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse had already arrived in front of Ling Xiao!

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao was also a little surprised, looking at the blood-colored runes that rushed in, his palm exuded a blazing golden glow, like a golden cast, and a palm knife slashed down.

Zheng!

The palm knife slashed down on the blood-colored rune, and it actually made a sound of gold and iron clashing, and the golden rune trembled violently, and the next moment it directly flashed with blood, and drilled towards Ling Xiao's palm.

Among those blood-colored runes, there was an extremely mysterious power, and Ling Xiao used the Heaven Devouring Secret Technique to devour it, but found that the speed of devouring was very slow, and it was not even as fast as the speed of the blood-colored runes destroying Ling Xiao's body.

"This Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Spell actually contains the power of the Heavenly Dao?"

Ling Xiao's heart moved, and he thought secretly.

Thundered!

At the same time, the Heavenly Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse broke through the blockade of the thunder light, and in an instant, it drowned towards Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's expression was incomparably calm, the light in his eyes was clear, and the wordless heavenly book in his sea trembled slightly, as if he had encountered a supreme delicacy, and he actually pounced directly towards those blood-colored runes.

The blood-colored runes that entered Ling Xiao's body had not had time to destroy the vitality in Ling Xiao's body, and they were directly devoured by the wordless heavenly book!

"Poof...... What?!"

Yang Wen, who originally had a cold expression, suddenly changed his face greatly, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the aura around his body became extremely sluggish.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Spell was transformed by the essence blood in Yang Wen's body, and he felt that after the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Spell entered Ling Xiao's body, it did not devour Ling Xiao's flesh and blood essence as he imagined, but disappeared in an instant.

It's like being eaten by some terrifying being.

You must know that those blood-colored runes are all transformed by the essence blood in Yang Wen's body, and they contain the vast power of the Heavenly Dao, after being swallowed by Ling Xiao, Yang Wen was immediately attacked by the Heavenly Dao.

Although the power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse is extremely terrifying, once it is broken, the backlash is also extremely strong.

Yang Wen was covered in blood, and a crisp sound came, and many cracks appeared like spider webs, as if they were about to shatter at any time.

"How is the evil method of cultivating the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Curse different from the Demon Clan? Your Heavenly Mantra Sect is really a bunch of stinky rats in the gutter!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were extremely cold, and he rose into the air in an instant, and slapped Yang Wen towards him.

Ling Xiao also has some understanding of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Curse, and cultivating the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Spell requires extracting the essence blood of all Spirits, and even slaughtering cities and destroying countries at every turn, killing hundreds of millions.

He had just discovered that there were countless souls and grievances in the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Curse, and the living beings who died in Yang Wen's hands could not be counted at all, which made Ling Xiao angry in his heart, and even moved with killing intent!

Syllable!

Yang Wen was suffering from the backlash of the Heavenly Dao at the moment, and he couldn't resist Ling Xiao's thunderous blow at all, so he was directly slapped in the face, and flew out with a scream!

Syllable!

Ling Xiao came across the air again like lightning, and slapped Yang Wen in the face again, swelling half of his face, blurring flesh and blood, and coughing up blood in his mouth.

"Good fight! This bastard, he used a yin trick to hurt Senior Brother Gao Yang before, and he deserves it today!"

"Uncle Long, you can't let him go so easily!"

Many of the disciples of the War God Temple shouted excitedly, feeling that the depression in their hearts had been swept away, and they couldn't say how happy they were.

"This guy's strength is getting stronger and stronger!

The black donkey also stared at Ling Xiaodao with wide eyes, and said with great depression in his heart.

"Long Aotian, I am inseparable from you, and I will never die!"

Yang Wen roared angrily, his eyes full of extremely resentful looks.

Being seriously injured by Ling Xiao in front of so many people, his face was shattered, this was simply a great shame for Yang Wen, as the Holy Son of the Heavenly Mantra Sect, when had he ever suffered such a big loss?

"Death, good, then you die!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the blazing divine light around his body erupted, and he blasted towards Yang Wen with a punch, and the terrifying fist marks seemed to be able to destroy everything.

The terrifying power that erupted from that punch made Yang Wen tremble, and his eyes showed a look of incomparable fear.

He sensed that Ling Xiao had really murderous intent towards him, but how could he dare to do this? Did he really not care about the Heavenly Curse Sect and the Hua Clan at all?

Seeing that Ling Xiao was about to kill Yang Wen with one punch, suddenly the blazing light in the void erupted, and an ancient palm print fell horizontally, as if it could shatter a heaven and earth, and collided with Ling Xiao fiercely.

Click!

The blazing divine light burst out, and the incomparable divine power fluctuations swept in all directions, making everyone tremble and take several steps back one after another!

"Enough! Long Aotian, do you still want to kill them all?"

The indifferent voice sounded in the void, and Hua Tianqiong stepped forward in the void, exuding a vast heaven and earth momentum around his body!

"Huh, you want to stand up for him?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, staring at Hua Tianqiong in the void and said coldly.

(End of chapter)