Rumble!

Ling Xiao's body was full of golden glow, exuding majestic divine fluctuations, surging qi and blood, turning into a dragon shape, coiling around him, lifelike, making Ling Xiao look like a peerless dragon god!

His gaze was calm and indifferent, and almost instantly, he punched Motong to death.

Before the other three Dead Clan elders could react, Mo Tong was already completely gone, and their eyes were full of disbelief, and they retreated in an instant, their eyes were full of extremely vigilant looks, staring at Ling Xiao deadly.

"This ...... How is that possible?!"

The three elders of the Dead Clan were extremely shocked, Motong was also a strong man among the Dead Clan, and a god was killed like this?

Motong's strength is similar to theirs, Ling Xiao can kill Motong, does it also mean that Ling Xiao can easily kill them?

And they could feel that Ling Xiao exuded a powerful divine aura around him, and he was clearly a god powerhouse.

But for millions of years, the gate of the divine realm has been closed, and no one in the mortal realm should be able to become a god, right, how can this guy in front of him be a god?

"God in the flesh?!How did you go this way?"

Mo Soul, the patriarch of the Dead Clan, originally looked extremely indifferent, but after Ling Xiao killed Mo Tong with one punch, he couldn't calm down in an instant.

His eyes were full of extremely frightened looks, and when he saw Ling Xiao's terrifying and monstrous body, he seemed to think of something, and his voice trembled a little.

The flesh becomes a god, and it can be called invincible in the same realm!

This realm in ancient legends actually appeared in front of them.

And it seems that Ling Xiao should only be in his twenties, right? to have such a terrifying cultivation at such a young age simply subverts the cognition of the ink soul.

"It's your turn!"

Ling Xiao's gaze flashed, and he swept across the sky towards the other three dead clan powerhouses!

Bang!

His flesh was crystal shining, exuding powerful divine fluctuations, and it seemed to be filled with a layer of mysterious light, making him invincible, invincible, and a casual punch almost had the power of a full blow before he broke through.

The golden fist seal crossed the void, enveloping the three dead clan elders and powerhouses, containing the power to crush everything.

"Stop!"

The ink soul's face changed, his eyes were full of gloom and anger, and he slapped down towards Ling Xiao with a palm in the air!

After knowing that Ling Xiao had become a god in the flesh, he knew that the three elders of the Dead Clan were definitely not Ling Xiao's opponents, and if he didn't make a move, I was afraid that they would all die in Ling Xiao's hands!

Bang!

But how could Ling Xiao stop because of the words of the ink soul, this group of dead people was very arrogant, and if they were not subdued, I am afraid that it would be impossible for them to hand over the coffin.

Ling Xiao's fist mark was pressed horizontally, and the speed was extremely fast, and the faces of the three elders of the dead clan all changed drastically, and they all gritted their teeth and unleashed powerful and incomparable attack methods, wanting to block Ling Xiao's punch.

Three black divine lights rushed into the sky, which were a sword ray, a sword gang, and a stick shadow, representing the strongest attack methods of the three dead clan elders, the momentum was vast, terrifying, and contained the power to crush everything.

Click!

But the golden fist mark fell, the momentum was majestic, the vastness was incomparable, crushing everything, and the three black divine lights were like paper paste, and they shattered in an instant.

Burst!

Ling Xiao's punch was unabated, and it slammed into the bodies of the three dead clan elders, making them spurt out a mouthful of blood as if they had been struck by lightning, and their breath instantly became extremely sluggish.

The three great gods and spirits are so vulnerable!

At the same time, the ink soul's eyes were blazing with murderous intent, and he saw that Ling Xiao didn't care about his attack at all, and he was going to suppress the three dead clan elders, and suddenly the black light in his palm became more and more blazing, as if there was a ghost crying wolf howl, and shot towards Ling Xiao's back.

This palm seems to be silent, but it contains extremely terrifying power!

Ling Xiao's gaze flashed sharply, revealing a hint of mockery.

He didn't dodge or dodge, and resisted the palm of the ink soul.

Bang!

The ink soul was imprinted on Ling Xiao's back with a palm, and the light suddenly shone brightly, like a thunderbolt bursting out.

A brilliant golden light rose from Ling Xiao's body, and the power contained in the palm of the ink soul began to melt like ice and snow, although it still slapped firmly on Ling Xiao's body in the end, but at least eighty percent of the power was dissolved.

Bang!

A muffled sound came, Ling Xiao trembled violently, and then his body was shocked back more than a dozen steps before he stood firm!

But the ink soul's face had become extremely ugly.

Although one palm shook Ling Xiao back more than a dozen steps, he could feel that that palm could not hurt Ling Xiao at all, it only made him retreat.

In Ling Xiao's physical body, there seems to be a mysterious power that can dissolve all supernatural martial arts, almost comparable to the legendary Ten Thousand Laws Invincible.

Could it be that this flesh god is really so perverted?

The ink soul's heart also instantly became extremely solemn!

"It's worthy of being the patriarch of the Dead Clan, and your strength is really strong!If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid your current strength has reached the peak of the Divine Spirit Realm, right?"

Ling Xiao turned around, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

He also deliberately didn't dodge just now, just to see how powerful his current physical body was.

The result was also a great surprise to him, even if the ink soul's palm did not use all its strength, at least it had the power of **, and it did not hurt Ling Xiao.

The flesh became a god, and it was really terrifying to the extreme!

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

The ink soul stared at Ling Xiao and asked, finally starting to look at Ling Xiao squarely.

"Immortal Gate, Ling Xiao! The coffin you took away contains my seven disciples, as long as you hand it over, I can spare you from dying!

Ling Xiao said lightly.

These dead people are all from the corpses of the ancient powerhouses to re-derive the spiritual wisdom, although hiding in the Ten Thousand Coffin Mountain, but with the ancient powerhouses may be a little involved, unless the last resort, Ling Xiao does not want to tear his face with the dead.

But if they really toast and don't eat and drink, then it's no wonder that he is.

"Ling Xiao of the Immortal Gate? You are the one who killed the God of War Temple, known as Ling Xiao, who is known as the first person in the world? The Heaven Swallowing Supreme 10,000 years ago is really extraordinary, it is really disrespectful!"

Mo Soul's eyes flashed, and he looked at Ling Xiao with some solemnity and said.

"I didn't expect that you dead clan would also pay attention to the situation in the outside world! The first person in the world doesn't dare to say, hand over the things!"

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"We can give you that coffin, but you have to give me seven days to prepare it!"

A different color flashed in the ink soul's eyes, and he said slowly.

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