This kind of brilliance is the color that many artifacts that have never appeared before, sometimes moist, sometimes gorgeous, and colorful, although there is only a slight glimmer, but it is already extraordinarily fairy, grabbing people's hearts.

And the bursts of floating rune marks in the blade body also became extremely clear at this time.

The ancient runes that were about to come out trembled, constantly splitting and combining, turning into more bizarre arrangements, and the fluorescence on the runes also changed from the original faint purple to two strands of purple that were intertwined with each other, rotating and floating in layers.

"Huh? this is..."

Ling Xiao, who turned into a dragon body in mid-air, was slightly shocked in his heart.

Because he suddenly felt extremely clearly that the blood-devouring scimitar in his hand was undergoing some strange changes after absorbing the incomparable majestic origin power of the tyrannical prince black ugly, refining and purifying the power of the demon spider at an extremely crazy speed.

This power is like a surging ocean contained in the blood-devouring scimitar, and the huge waves surge towards the shroud at the end of the hilt.

Refining the opponent's blood and qi power to feed back to the master is the biggest mystery of the blood-devouring scimitar.

But Ling Xiao didn't expect that the speed at which the Blood Devouring Scimitar purified the essence blood was getting faster and faster?

In an instant, the faint scratches on the huge silver celestial dragon's body completely recovered, leaving not even the slightest scar.

The huge dragon body gently swam in the wind, feeling the surging energy from the sword body to the palm of the hand, as if a torrent was swimming at great speed, passing through all the blood veins and tendons in the arm, and then running at high speed to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally ten thousand rivers converged into the dantian ocean.

The original wind was howling and the surging dantian seemed to be greatly stimulated at this time, and a kind of energy that was almost about to erupt was faintly restless in his body.

A few breaths later.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes.

"Enough is enough, don't absorb it anymore. ”

He glanced down at the blood-devouring scimitar that was still restless in his hand, and the huge tremor of his heartbeat seemed to be still in his ears.

From the blood-devouring scimitar, the power that came from it became more and more majestic, and it was about to exceed his load.

Even though my physical cultivation is now incomparably stronger, and I still have the Soul Devouring Divine Trick to transform my soul intent to protect myself, the power drawn from this Blooddevouring Scimitar is too much, and it has exceeded the limit of what my current physical body can bear.

At this time, his whole body was in a state of fullness, as if the tips of his fingers had been filled with that majestic power like a huge wave of the ocean.

It was as if the power had been frantically filling his body, and the next moment it was about to burst because it was too full.

Phew-

In mid-air, the huge blood-devouring scimitar flickered slightly, turning from solid to void, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Only the faint halo and rippling aura of substance remained in the void.

And the silver dragon in the clouds and mist also turned into a human form at the same moment.

It's still a slightly chubby Terran fat man.

It's just that after this battle, his body shape is a big circle of fat, as if he has been swollen, extremely weird, look closely, his skin has reached a strange saturation state, the skin of the whole body has become extraordinarily full, and the subtle blood veins under the skin have become clearly visible, as if a little swollen.

But even so, no one dared to despise him in the slightest.

Everyone looked at the figure still standing alone in the void.

In mid-air.

Ling Xiao still stood on top of a layer of light mist, silent.

He took a deep breath, his eyes were cold, and he lightly glanced at the dozen or so demon powerhouses who were still standing in mid-air to form a formation, as well as the nearly a hundred demon powerhouses behind them, and the chill in his eyes was even better than the cold and snow in the sky at dawn.

These more than sixty famous demon clan powerhouses were all completely frightened at this time, afraid of accidental exposure, and the shock and fear revealed in their eyes were something they had never shown in their lives.

At that moment, what they saw in front of them was not only a proud celestial dragon, but also like the judge of Shura Hell, a god who could truly control their life and death, turning over the clouds and raining hands.

"Ahh

A short, poignant shout broke the silence with such abruptness that it shattered.

The crowd seemed to wake up from a dream and looked in the direction of the screams.

But when he saw a demon powerhouse who was seriously injured by the sword momentum when Ling Xiao broke the formation, he just met Ling Xiao's glance, and he was bold.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to be overwhelmed by the fear in his body that was like a flood that would overwhelm him in an instant.

Under the gaze of everyone, I saw that this demon powerhouse's eyes were dark, his throat was sweet, and a stream of blood spurted out.

This demon powerhouse, like a withered leaf falling from the treetops in the autumn wind and frost, suddenly fell from mid-air, and a large mouthful of blood poured along with his weightless and falling body.

Before it landed on the ground, it was already completely destroyed, without the slightest breath.

He was scared to death!

Scared to death!

Opposite side.

The incomparable fear erupted like a torrent in the hearts of other demon powerhouses.

Woooo

A series of black gas fluorescence slashed through the air.

They chose to run away.

This speed was far superior to the speed they had when they came menacingly to attack Flowing Wind City.

In an instant, in the air opposite Flowing Wind City, half of the afterimage was not left.

on the city walls.

"Good!"

The dynasty was the first to let out a cry of exclamation.

He looked excited, his eyes burned with burning anger, and he jumped up excitedly, and the excitement that he had thought he would never have for a long time burst out at this moment.

"Great!"

"Hahaha, it's like a god descending from heaven!"

Cheng Yijin slammed his fist on the city wall, and couldn't help shouting, as if all the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time had been best exploded at this moment.

Liang Yunsheng and Moxiu couple, who were standing beside him, also clapped their hands at this time, and their eyes were full of excitement.

"Great, good, great!"

Zheng Lao, who had been resting against the wall, finally couldn't hold himself anymore, and was excited, with a rush in his chest, and tears in his eyes.

Such a reversal, such a confrontation, is something that all those who stand on the city wall and wait anxiously never dare to imagine.

It was as if after a long cold winter, when they were almost in a difficult life and death situation, a person with a charcoal stove in his arms finally walked towards them from the heavy snow.

No, he didn't just bring a handful of charcoals.

He brought with him the warm sun behind him, which was enough to melt the ice and snow, revive the earth, and awaken all things.

Standing at the front of the city wall, Sheng Shou was the only one who was relatively calm.

He is also the only one who has witnessed all the changes in this young man who has entered the Hongwu world all the way.

There was also shock in his eyes at this time.

He looked at the figure floating in mid-air, and all the pictures of the past few months of getting along with each other kept flashing in his mind.

This extremely familiar, but seemingly unfamiliar person in front of him, repeatedly overturned his own cognition and judgment of him.

The elder brother Ling in front of him has already undergone a great transformation compared to the tea garden and the Fengyun platform, and this kind of transformation may be difficult for many geniuses to catch up with after spending a hundred years.

If it was said that Brother Ling at the Fengyun Sword Conference was the best among the rising stars outside the territory, then now, his cultivation was no longer at the same level as Huang Shaoyun and the others.

But he's a good guy!

Luckily, he's a good guy!