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Chapter 8407 The mysterious shadow of division

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    "Damn it, how could this happen? Does this guy know any magic?"

    Feng Qing¡¯s expression changed again and again.

    "Sister Chu, I'm going to make it easier."

    He turned and left.

    But instead of going to the convenience store, he came to a place in the stands.

    "Ten million high-grade spiritual crystals, help me kill that kid."

    Feng Qing looked at the masked man in front of him with a cold face.

    "make a deal."

    The voice of the masked person is hoarse, and I don¡¯t think it¡¯s his own voice.

    At this time, the ninth person has already stepped up on the battlefield.

    "The Eighth Level Peak Martial Emperor!"

    "Finally, the eighth level peak martial emperor appears!"

    Everyone was excited.

    If even the eighth level peak Martial Emperor cannot defeat Ling Xiao, then how strong must Ling Xiao be?

    Feng Qing returned to his seat.

    Looking worriedly.

    He said before that Ling Xiao would die in two or three games.

    So I bet Ling Xiao on 100 million high-grade spiritual crystals and 20,000 mid-grade will crystals.

    It¡¯s now the ninth game.

    If Ling Xiao wins, he will lose the bet, and he will definitely have to give the things to Ling Xiao, otherwise Yin Abacus will not give up.

    The eighth-level peak martial emperor in front of him is very powerful.

    He can definitely be considered Ling Xiao¡¯s rival.

    "You are worthy of using 70% of my power."

    Ling Xiao smiled lightly.

    "I can't hide it now."

    And facing the eighth-level peak Martial Emperor, he had no choice but to hide.

    If you are not careful, you will really capsize in the gutter.

    "Seven successful powers?"

    The other party smiled and said: "I'm afraid you don't know who I am, right?"

    "Who are you?"

    Ling Xiao asked calmly: "I really should know, your strength is not weak, I probably can't be merciful.

    Because if you show mercy, you might kill me, so I decided to kill you.  "

    ¡°Hahahaha, listen up, my name is Guiying!

    ¡°In this world, there is no warrior under the Ninth Level Martial Emperor who can kill me. Even if he is stronger than me, he cannot kill me.

    If you don¡¯t believe it, you can try it.  "

    The ghost laughed and said.

    "Then I really want to try it."

    Ling Xiao smiled and suddenly stabbed out a spear.

    The first move is to use the Blood Dragon Spear Canon to destroy the Nine Hells.

    The ghost shadow did not dodge, but just received Ling Xiao's attack.

    The spear pierced the ghost's body, Ling Xiao couldn't help but was stunned: "So that's it, your bloodline and martial spirit must be very special, no wonder I dare to say that no one can kill you.

    However, I still want to try it today.  "

    ¡°You don¡¯t have that chance.

    Split!  "

    The ghost sneered, and his body suddenly transformed into thousands of figures.

    Although each figure has become much smaller, they are thousands and thousands in length and densely packed. Even if the attack is weakened, the accumulation of such a number is still very terrifying.

    Weeping Blood Dragon Spear!

    Ling Xiao waved the spear in his hand, and a terrifying aura bloomed.

    Hundreds of blood dragons rushed out, blocking attacks from all directions.

    The ghosts disappeared one by one.

    It turned out that all of them were substantial injuries.

    This is not a clone, this is a split.

    Therefore, every ghost is real. Although the strength is much smaller than before, the threat is greater than before.

    The ghost shadow and the blood dragon are constantly fighting.

    In the end, the blood dragon was completely destroyed.

    Ling Xiao had to use Blood Shadow Step to avoid this terrifying attack.

    "Hahahaha, you have seen it, this is my greatness, in front of me, your strength is vulnerable, you can't even hurt my body."

    The sound of laughter came from all directions, and Ling Xiao's brows furrowed even more.

    The battle lasted for more than thirty rounds in an instant.

    "It seems that there is no need for me to take action. Ling Xiao has no chance of winning against the ghost. Even if he can persist now, he will inevitably die after a long time."

    The masked man said indifferently.

    "This Ling Xiao is too crazy after all. He only has the fifth level of perfect martial emperor cultivation, but he actually wants to compete with the eighth level peakFighting against Emperor Wu is simply asking for death.  "

    "He can spare people's lives, but others may not spare his life."

    "How pitiful!"

    Everyone was talking a lot, feeling that Ling Xiao could not support him for much longer.

    "The battle can be over in up to thirty turns."

    ?Some people even said definitely.

    While they were discussing, the battle lasted for more than twenty rounds.

    Not only was Ling Xiao not defeated, but he also gradually gained some advantages and suppressed the ghost shadow.

    "Although you have many fragments, the lethality of each one is too low. Moreover, do you really think that you can make me helpless with this ability?

    You are looking down on me too much.  "

    Ling Xiao sneered: "I'll send you back to the west! Flying sword, ten thousand sword skills!"

    A sword light flew out from the storage ring.

    Then it turned into thousands of sword energy.

    Crazy shrouded all the ghosts.

    Although this power is not as powerful as Feng Mie's Cage of Wind, it is not far behind.

    After all, this is a genuine holy-level top-grade secret book.

    "No¡ª¡ª!"

    Amid the shrill screams, all the clones of the ghost shadow disappeared.

    They were all defeated, and only one storage ring fell on the battle platform.

    Ling Xiao put away the storage ring.

    The energy essence that filled the void was swallowed by him.

    The Ancestral Dragon bloodline finally began to move.

    There is a vague intention of promotion.

    "Nine consecutive victories! Nine consecutive victories in one day! And all the opponents are beings with a higher level of cultivation than myself. They are really monsters."

    "That's right, a normal winning streak only means that there is no defeat in the middle. It is basically achieved within a few days or even a few months.

    Now he has achieved nine consecutive victories in one day, which is obviously more valuable and more difficult.  "

    "Yes, it's too difficult to fight one battle at a time with basically no rest time in between. What's more, he is only a fifth-level Martial Emperor, and he basically faces eighth-level Martial Emperors.

    The ghost that was just killed was the eighth-level peak martial emperor.  "

    Everybody was sighing.

    It was too strong. Ling Xiao's power aroused their strong expectations.

    ¡°What will happen when this young man¡¯s cultivation continues to improve?

    It¡¯s simply unimaginable.

    "Who else is willing to come up and fight me?"

    Ling Xiao felt that his Ancestral Dragon bloodline was showing signs of improvement.

    The improvement of the Ancestral Dragon Bloodline will bring about the improvement of the Ancestral Dragon Art, which he is looking forward to very much.

    ???????????? The most important thing for him to be able to leapfrog challenges is Ancestral Dragon Art.

    The Ancestral Dragon Art makes his true energy power and total amount of true energy far exceed that of others.

    This is really very important to him.

    He was looking forward to it. This time, the person coming up was also an eighth-level peak martial emperor.

    "Whoosh!"

    Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

    Wearing a mask gives people an extremely eerie feeling.

    Just standing opposite, you can feel the bone-chilling chill.

    "A member of the White Bone Demon Sect?"

    Ling Xiao asked coldly.

    "Haha, you actually know about the White Bone Demon Sect, which is rare. Since you know it, you should understand that you have no chance of winning in the next battle.

    Originally, I planned to ask you to surrender.

    But no matter what, someone wanted to kill you and gave you 10 million high-grade spiritual crystals to kill you, so you had to die.  "

    The hoarse voice sneered.

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