The royal palace, located in the northwest suburbs, occupies a small half of the mountain, and the building is magnificent and magnificent, just like the ancient emperor's palace and like the ancient castle in the west.

Xie Lingtian galloped all the way, shuttling through the tree-lined path, and finally saw the gate of the Wang family's house.

Xie Lingtian narrowed his eyes, his expression unpredictable.

He stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and encountered many patrol guards along the way, but he ignored them, did not stop, and slammed towards the gate of the manor.

Bang –

The heavy carved iron door made a deafening roar, then collapsed with a bang, kicking up a puff of dust.

Then, Xie Lingtian stopped the car, and the moment he took a step, his whole body was gradually enveloped in a black gas, exuding a strong aura.

"Someone broke the door, pay attention, all units pay attention!"

Suddenly, the alarm sounded, and the two searchlight headlights on the roof of the building quickly shot towards Xie Lingtian.

The guards gathered in front of the gate, led by a dozen mercenaries with guns pointed at him.

"Stop, take a step further and shoot!"

Xie Lingtian turned a deaf ear, and a cold edge burst out from the bottom of his eyes, and a monstrous aura arose.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind - to kill all the Wang family!

"Roar—"

The red-pupiled ghost spirit suddenly burst out of the black air, and tens of thousands of resentful spirits rushed towards the guards in an instant.

At the same time, Xie Lingtian kicked his footsteps, dodged forward, and blasted out the mercenary who bore the brunt with one punch.

"Fire!"

"Bang bang bang-"

All of a sudden, the sound of gunfire was incessant, and bullets rained down from the rooftops of the building, blooming sparks under the night sky.

Xie Lingtian's face was full of indifference, and he waved his fist to kill all the nearby mercenaries.

He was strangely shaped, extremely fast, and swept in all directions like a tiger entering a flock of sheep under the cover of resentful ghosts.

Screams and sounds of horror were constantly heard in the field, accompanied by blood splattering everywhere and corpses everywhere, and the scene was shocking.

In a matter of moments, all the enemy forces were slaughtered, except for a few fleeing guards and broken mercenaries.

At this time, Xie Lingtian's body stiffened suddenly, and he looked up and noticed several men on the balcony on the second floor.

Among them, the white-haired old man was Wang Wanli, the old man of the Wang family, and the other two chubby middle-aged men were his two sons, Wang Jiande and Wang Jianjun.

There was a man and a woman standing on the left and right of the three of them, staring at Xie Lingtian with a cold and serious expression.

At the same time, two people jumped from the roof of the building, six people came from both sides of the front yard, and the door was also pushed open, and two twin cheongsam women walked out of it.

These people, at a glance, knew that they were spiritual cultivators, and their combat power was extraordinary.

Wang Jiande was furious, pointed at him and scolded: "Where did the wild boy come from, he dared to break into the gate of my Wang family and kill so many people, it is really bold!" ”

Xie Lingtian was silent, and slowly rose into the air under the support of the red-pupiled ghost, looking down on everyone condescendingly, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty black light.

"I want your royal family to die without a place to be buried!"

Xie Lingtian stretched out his arms, and a strong black light condensed between his palms.

Suddenly, the yin wind was blowing, the ghosts were boiling, and a huge black light suddenly shot towards the three members of the Wang family.

A man and a goddess on the left and right sides were all in color, and they had already taken precautions to throw the talisman seal and activate the guardian circle.

"Knock~~!"

With a violent muffled sound, the black light exploded, and the entire Wang family mansion showed a layer of blue magic circle visible to the naked eye, which stubbornly resisted Xie Lingtian's attack!

"Haha, if you want to kill our Wang family, you are not qualified enough!"

Wang Jianjun laughed, the magic circle he had spent more than a billion yuan on finally came in handy, and it was not in vain that he wasted so many years of effort!

This spiritual cultivator who came out of nowhere was ashamed to say that he wanted to destroy their royal family with his own strength?

It's a fool's dream, and you're dying!

When Wang Jiande helped Old Man Wang to retreat into the house, he whispered to the two people beside him: "Go on, catch him alive for me!" ”

"Yes!" The man and the woman immediately responded.

Immediately swept out, and even relied on a special spell to hover in the air, surrounded by the crowd downstairs, and launched an attack on Xie Lingtian one after another.

Xie Lingtian's face was gloomy, he didn't expect that the Wang family would even arrange a guardian array!

But he was sure that it was impossible for the Wang family to arrange a high-level magic circle like Bantuhui.

After all, it is necessary to refine so many magic weapons and recruit a large number of array mages, and it is not necessary to have money to do it.

The Bantu Society can only be realized because of its own background and the huge resources of spiritual cultivators!

Xie Lingtian thought about it, but did not delay the battle.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted in, and Xie Lingtian's body froze.

The two twin sister cultivators below didn't know what spell they had cast, but they actually worked together to use the illusion rune array, so that Xie Lingtian temporarily froze in place.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, a man and a woman in mid-air held the magic weapon of the dragon's head in their hands, their lips squirmed, the incantation kept chanting, and powerful aura fluctuations emerged around their bodies.

"Condensation!"

The two shouted in unison, and immediately after, the space around Xie Lingtian's body instantly changed, and it turned into a cold and snowy place.

The cold wind was howling, the bones were biting cold, and the ice crystals and snowflakes were falling, and even the red-pupiled ghosts were frozen and unable to move.

Suddenly, Xie Lingtian's figure, which was originally stationary, shook and came to his senses.

"Humph!"

Xie Lingtian sneered, and quickly pinched between his hands, and in an instant, a green fire flashed.

"Fire Spell!"

Xie Lingtian raised his hand and patted it gently, and the green flame flew straight out as if it had spirituality.

The blazing turquoise flames spread instantly, melting the frost in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Xie Lingtian swooped down violently and slammed a fiery fist at the two twin sisters who had cast the Illusion Rune Array!

"Bang!"

The two were caught off guard and were knocked upside down.

A man and a woman in the air were all taken aback when they saw this.

"What a strong internal qi!" The woman's face was gloomy and she said, "The strength of the other party has reached the A level!" ”

The man sneered and said: "What about the A-rank, even if the huge division is not there, our joint efforts are enough to suppress him, and there is also a guardian array, he doesn't want to hurt a single hair of the Wang family!" ”

While the two were talking, the eight martial artists on the ground exuded a fierce aura and rushed towards Xie Lingtian in unison.

"Whew!"

The sword cut through the politeness, bringing out a sharp sound of breaking the air.

I saw Xie Lingtian's figure flickering, avoiding the oncoming long knife, and at the same time kicking away the long sword in the other person's hand.

"Sneer......"

But between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, the sharp blade still cut his flesh and skin.

Xie Lingtian exchanged his injuries for moves, ignoring the injuries on his body, flipping his wrists, clasping the neck of the person who injured him, pinching his fingers, and killing him instantly.

The remaining seven people looked horrified.

Xie Lingtian snorted coldly, his figure moved, and he shuttled through the crowd again like a ghost, and for a while, these martial artists were overstretched and difficult to parry.