Unfortunately, it's too late.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, and the scorching flames spread from the palm of his hand, just crawling up the bodies of Kelly and Nora in an instant, the extremely high temperature made the two of them can't help but howl, and the air was filled with the aroma of meat being cooked.

"Let's shoot together, this newcomer is not simple!"

Seeing the sudden change in the field, the god of death Sai felt a pang in his heart, and immediately made a move, a half-human and half-horse guardian spirit appeared from behind, and the centaur raised the spear in his hand, although it looked extremely ordinary, but on the spear, there was a faint law that could not be violated.

At this moment, a feeling of inescapability rose in Ling Tian's heart, as if no matter where he hid, the Bing Spear would come to judge him as promised.

The guardian spirit of Sai is the Norse god Anubis.

"Tomb Keeper ......"

Ling Tian's gaze was slightly cold, and he looked at the spear that was smashing the space and attacking him, and a huge momentum emanated from his body.

It seems that something extremely terrifying is about to be born.

What about God?

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and made a move, and an eight-sided Han sword appeared in his hand.

Seven Deadly Sins: Arrogance!

The Bafang Han Sword raised slightly, with a certain rhythm, drawing an arc from mid-air.

Blood trickled through the veins, spilling down the cracked skin, leaving a blush on the clean, unstained floor tiles.

Ling Tian was dancing with the knife, and the Tang knife seemed to be burning with a dazzling flame at this moment, but if you look closely, it looks like a mirage.

The blade drew a perfect circumference, and the arc was red and shiny, looking like the sun in a total solar eclipse, the moon temporarily blocking the daylight, but the bright crown still escaped from the moon's shadow.

Black Sun.

In this world that never sees the light of day, a special sun is lit up.

Ling Tian stood in the center of this round of black sun, his lips moved slightly, reciting ancient testimony, at this moment he seemed to be incarnated as a god, untainted by the world, and full of majesty.

Fear filled everyone's eyes, and they tried their best to mobilize their guardian spirits to lay out round after round of strong defenses for themselves.

Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, looking at the panicked crowd.

The black sun slowly swirled, devouring the air at an alarming speed, unleashing a violent hurricane.

The building collapsed, and the rubble and debris were swept up by the strong wind, sucking in the black sun wheel.

Even under the protection of the Guardian Spirits, the knights were affected by the hurricane, clinging to the remnants of the surrounding objects to avoid being carried away by the hurricane, and the force of the black sun made them lose their courage and tear their armor and clothing apart.

The ragged knights struggled and wriggled like maggots.

The black sun contracted violently, and the sudden increase in the wind pulled the knight and the guardian spirit together, and before they reached Ling Tian, they had already been ignited by the high temperature, but in the case of thin air, they did not burn violently, but their bodies were red and shiny, and the flames flowed on the surface of their bodies like liquid.

Ling Tian's expression was indifferent, watching as the fragments of the corpse touched the edge of the black sun and then turned into piles of ashes.

"Well, it's embarrassing, I'm not good at fighting."

Inside the ruined castle stood a thin young man with patterns painted on the corners of his eyes, and an eerie miniature clown spun and jumped over his shoulder, blocking all attacks for him.

"Well, in that case, then the plan is changed temporarily, after all, the organization can't be so provoked and indifferent." The man's face was helpless, and he took out a playing card from his pocket, and the card was painted with the appearance of a clown: "However, the rest of the things don't seem to worry about me." ”

The playing cards fell in mid-air, and the clown on the man's shoulder slowly disappeared, forming a strange clown costume on him, and after doing all this, the man stepped aside and bowed respectfully towards the darkness in the distance.

"Looks like you're in good health."

The man's voice was a little delighted, Ling Tian's eyes shrank, and in the deepest darkness, there was a figure sitting on the throne.

"I was really scared when I thought back to the days before, but luckily, nothing happened to me until you came back." The man exhaled lightly and stood sideways in the corridor, waiting for the figure inside to come out.

Ling Tian stood in the black sun wheel, his eyes fixed on the darkness in the ruined ancient castle.

JACK, THE COMMANDER-IN-CHIEF OF THE SPECIAL OPERATIONS OF THE KINGDOM ORGANIZATION AND THE SPOKESPERSON OF THE KING OF THE KINGDOM ORGANIZATION, KING, CAN MAKE HIM SO RESPECTFUL, AND HIS IDENTITY IS ALREADY ON THE VERGE OF BEING REVEALED.

"Ah, it's time to cut your beard."

A hoarse voice came from the castle, followed by a dignified figure: "Thirteenth, what happened outside, has the seal been opened?" ”

BEING CALLED NUMBER THIRTEEN, JACK IS NOT UNACCUSTOMED TO IT, AS IF HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN CALLED THIS IN THE FIRST PLACE.

Thirteen bowed down, dressed in a clown costume that was extremely funny, but his respectful attitude towards King was genuine.

"Someone got into Tatarus, he almost ruined it."

King's footsteps paused, and then walked out of the shadows in the ancient castle, when he saw King's appearance, Ling Tian's eyes were slightly condensed, and his expression became a little strange.

"You seem to know me, or do you know my skin?"

From Ling Tian's expression, King sensed something, but he didn't care much about it.

"If your son knew that the father he had been waiting for had become like this, I wonder if he would have collapsed on the spot." Ling Tian shrugged his shoulders, this man, he had seen it from the Cao family's room.

To be precise, I've seen a photo.

Who would have thought that the once righteous and awe-inspiring soul suppressor would become the leader of the kingdom organization.

"Heh, Cao Yanming, there has been no such person for a long time." King raised his arms, his gaze swept over them, and his voice was cold and merciless: "I've completely washed him away, and now this body is only me." ”

Ling Tian's mind moved, the black sun wheel behind him slowly dissipated, the power of the black sun had already exploded, and the remaining residual power had no effect on the battle.

But it doesn't matter.

His original purpose was just to clear the scene.

Now that the miscellaneous soldiers have been solved, the rest is much easier to deal with.

"You look like you're going to ruin Tatarus."

Looking at Ling Tian standing in mid-air, King's brows furrowed, he could feel the vigorous energy around him, and he could imagine how powerful these energies had just generated.

It's dangerous.

This was his first impression of Ling Tian.

"Yes."

Ling Tian fell from mid-air, his clothes and the Han Bafang in his hands still dripping blood.

"Why?"

King asked, touching the beard off his face.

"Do you need it?"

Without intending to explain, the Bafang Han Sword was scorched crimson due to the high temperature, and Ling Tian slowly raised it and aimed it at the King who was standing in front of the ancient castle.

It's just killing.

Is there any more reason for this?