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Then, the two talismans slowly fused together, soaring upwards, they embed themselves in the center of Wu Yue's eyebrows.

"what!!!"

Painful roars spread throughout the entire dark forbidden area in an instant.

Above the void, thunderclouds surged, and ten thousand ways disappeared.

But Wu Yue's figure was shrouded in a mist, like a demon god descending, barren everything.

This barren situation lasted for dozens of breaths before it turned into a strange force and poured into Wu Yue's eyebrows.

And his realm has directly stepped into the category of the fourth rank of the holy realm.

"Ling Xiao!! Soon, I will let you know who is the real number one in the contemporary era."

"Oh? Is it?"

The moment Wu Yue's voice fell, a gentle laughter suddenly came from the entrance of the ancient cave.

I saw a figure in black walking towards him, his eyes full of mockery.

At this time Ling Xiao could see the bone figure still standing in the cave.

It's just that there is no aura fluctuation on this bone, obviously it has been fallen for a long time.

"Huh?! Ling Xiao!!!"

Before the smile on Wu Yue's face dissipated, it froze completely.

He stared blankly at the young man in front of him, frowning, and suddenly guessed many things.

"Luoyang!!! How dare you betray me!!"

It took less than half an hour in total from his descent to the bottom of the abyss to the fusion of the talisman, and Ling Xiao appeared here by such a coincidence.

Obviously, he should have mastered his whereabouts.

Apart from Luoyang, he couldn't think of another person.

However, it doesn't matter.

Today, he has perfectly integrated the barren rune and controlled the power of barrenness.

This kind of power is even more terrifying than the ray of power inherited from his Tianwu Temple.

Any living beings will decay and wither under the barrenness, and eventually turn into a dry bone, without accident.

From now on, he, Wu Yue, will be Qing Cang's contemporary, the new leading figure!

"Om!!"

only! !

Just when Wu Yue sneered in his heart and was full of pride, a loud buzzing sound suddenly came from the void in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, a black gold war spear suddenly pierced the sky and rushed over.

In an instant, Wu Yue felt a chill in his heart, as if it was irresistible.

Before he could react, the spear had pierced through his body and firmly nailed him to the mountain wall.

"Puchi!!"

Blood was spilling, Wu Yue stared blankly at the spear inserted into his chest, his lips quivered slightly, and he hesitated to speak.

Does he... count as a sneak attack?

I'm not ready yet, Ling Xiao actually used the killer directly?

Of course, with Ling Xiao's strength, it is absolutely possible to kill Wu Yue with a single spear at this time.

However, in his hand, there is only one Luck Looting Talisman, so...he has to play with this descendant of Tianwu Palace a little bit.

After merging the barren rune, Wu Yue's luck has climbed to [-] points, and he has comprehended a trace of the way of barrenness.

Compared to him, Ling Xiao was more interested in the young master who abandoned the God Clan and the way of God.

Where did he go?

"Ling... Ling Xiao, you..."

"An ant, still trying to dominate Qingcang?"

Ling Xiao shook his head and smiled, looking at the pale Wu Yue with cold eyes.

Hearing this, a gloomy resentment flickered in the latter's eyes.

I saw divine brilliance blooming outside his body, like a golden casting.

And his hands directly held the Immortal Spear, and pulled it out forcefully.

Fortunately, this spear didn't hurt the vitals, otherwise he would have been attacked and killed by this bastard.

"Ling Xiao!! Today I will let you know what is invincible."

Wu Yue took a deep breath, and the divine pattern emerged between his eyebrows.

The endless aura of desolation turned into a divine seal, with runes lined up, and the magic splendor, coming towards Ling Xiao to suppress it head-on.

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"boom!!"

The entire cave exploded directly.

Amidst the smoke and dust, the desolate divine seal rolled down out of thin air, tearing the earth apart and penetrating in all directions.

It's just that at this moment, Ling Xiao's face didn't see a trace of fluctuation, his body was covered with wild lines, and he punched out.

Wu Yue was not surprised by this, and even sneered at the corner of his mouth.

The aura of desolation in this divine seal is enough to kill any holy land.

Moreover, that kind of power is absolutely irresistible, whether it is spiritual power, blood power or soul power, once touched, it will wither immediately.

At this time, Wu Yue looked at Ling Xiao, as if he was looking at a... dead person.

"boom!!"

In the end, the seal of God was crushed, and barrenness overflowed.

But Ling Xiao's figure was directly shrouded and suppressed, and completely disappeared.

"Out of control."

Wu Yue snorted coldly, looked down at the injury on his chest, raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.

The feeling of invincibility is really wonderful.

Can! !

At this moment, there was another buzzing sound in the void.

I saw a black-clothed figure walking slowly in that desolate place, with a calm expression and crystal-clear hair, as if... hadn't been hurt at all!

"How... how is it possible?"

For a moment, Wu Yue's expression froze completely.

This desolate talisman is what the ancestors said was the one that truly suppressed and killed the Nine Heavens.

But, how come...unscathed?

"I do not believe!!!"

Wu Yue gritted his teeth fiercely, his Dao heart was almost shattered.

I saw that in the center of his eyebrows, the divine pattern once again bloomed with mysterious brilliance.

What is different from before is that this time, what surges inside is not just the power of desolation, but also an extremely violent force.

What the Tianwu Temple inherits is the source of power.

The indomitable divine power shattered the heavens and killed all spirits.

Vast Qi and blood gushed out from the Wuyue Tianling Cap.

An indescribable killing trend directly crushed the void with a radius of a hundred miles into powder.

Thousands of Taos chanted together, and countless space cracks pierced through the sky from behind Wu Yue.

At this moment, Wu Yue had the appearance of a contemporary evildoer just now.

At this moment, he knew very well in his heart that in this battle, either Ling Xiao would die or he would die.

There is no retreat, and all the wildness is instantly aroused! !

The fists that overwhelmed the world poured out, sweeping the universe.

Even under each fist seal, there is a surging aura of desolation.

The combination of the two, even at the peak of the Holy Realm, it would be difficult to compete with it.

Can! !

What frightened Wu Yue was that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch Ling Xiao's clothes at all.

He obviously didn't move, just stood there, but Wu Yue's fist seal seemed to fall on a piece of nothingness, and it didn't hurt him at all.

The way of nothingness, the way of devouring, and the way of time are used together. How can a person of the fourth rank of the holy realm compete with Ling Xiao?

What's more, the source of his power is not his own comprehension, but just a divine pattern inherited.

External force, always just external force, no threat.

"Impossible!! I don't believe it!!"

Gradually, Wu Yue's face became pale and ferocious, and Ling Xiao's ears kept ringing with system notification sounds.

Obviously, after playing a series of hole cards, the little martial artist finally found that the gap between him and Ling Xiao was simply insurmountable.

"If this is your strength, then you can die now."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, seeing that the luck on Wu Yue's body had weakened to the number of ten thousand, he immediately stretched out his palm without hesitation.

I saw that the Immortal War Spear suddenly bloomed with mysterious brilliance, overflowing with the power of the battle, and swept away.

Time froze, and the spear that looked like magic gold suddenly pierced through Wu Yue's body.

What kind of Heavenly Martial Saint Physique, the source of power, has no resistance at all in front of such a divine treasure that is far beyond the supreme weapon.

even! !

At this time, Wu Yue had a vague illusion that from the beginning, Ling Xiao seemed to have the strength to suppress him.

"boom!!"

Blue flames swept across the spear.

Before Wu Yue could struggle, he was completely obliterated by that force and burned to ashes.

Contemporary Martial Lord, pawn! !

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, plundering 14000 luck points, and 140000 villain points."

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and getting an extra reward: Heavenly Martial Holy Body."

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny and getting an extra reward: the source of strength."

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and getting an extra reward: The Way of Desolation."

"Drip! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Son of Destiny, and once you get the Dao, you will have a perfect chance."

"The way of desolation is complete."

Ling Xiao looked indifferent, and reached out to take the talisman that fell from Wu Yue's ashes, his eyes were extremely deep.

Originally, he had hoped to find the body of the Lord of Desolation and sacrifice him to become a puppet.

In this way, the combat power in his hands will be several times stronger.

But now it seems that under the erosion of endless years, even as strong as the devil, he has also been reduced to ashes.

With Ling Xiao's thought, a ray of soul light overflowed, wrapped the talisman, and dragged it into the sea of ​​souls.

"Om!!"