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Chapter 9191 The resistance of ants!

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    These two people are so powerful that it is suffocating.

    One of them has the mark of the desert scorpion between his eyebrows.

    The other person has the mark of a desert lizard between his eyebrows.

    Ling Xiao felt like two giant beasts from ancient times.

    It¡¯s obviously not that big.

    But it seems as if there is heaven and earth in his eyes.

    At this time both of them saw Ling Xiao.

    The strong man with the lizard mark smiled: "Hahahaha, it's coming, it's still coming!

    ?? Martial Saint Heisha, you have suppressed me for thousands of years, but in the end you still failed. Today, you will die after all.

    Don¡¯t worry, after I go out, I will definitely take care of all your disciples, hahahaha!  "

    The laughter was like thunder.

    The shock made Ling Xiao¡¯s head buzz.

    "Sure enough!"

    Ling Xiao actually saw these two people and guessed that the person with the poisonous scorpion mark might be the Black Sand Martial Saint who disappeared thousands of years ago.

    Now, it¡¯s certain.

    The Black Sand Martial Saint is indeed missing.

    He is not dead.

    It¡¯s not like he left the Black Sand Territory.

    He is just trapped.

    So who is the other person?

    Ling Xiao was a little confused. Anyone who could fight against the Black Sand Martial Saint must also be a Martial Saint.

    "Ghost Dragon Martial Saint, don't even think about it. Even if I die together with you, I won't let you escape."

    The Black Sand Martial Saint said coldly.

    Obviously, it has been determined.

    "Heisha, are you confused? You know that the so-called Saint's Secret Realm this time was forcibly created by me despite my injuries, right?

    The purpose is to let your disciples and grandchildren come in and kill each other.

    More than one million people came in.

    Now there are only about 300,000 people left dead.

    Those dead warriors, their flesh and blood, and their souls will be the source of my recovery.

    But I don¡¯t know why, the energy essence of some people was swallowed up.

    It¡¯s really strange.

    never mind.

    "It doesn't matter, if you can make me recover a little bit, you will die!"

    ??Also, have you seen that silly boy?

    Those including him are all top geniuses.

    They did not listen to your advice and entered here.

    You just came to bring me nourishment.

    You know the skills I practice. As long as I swallow their flesh and blood, my strength will be restored a lot.

    You have no hope.

    ¡°You lost to me after all.

    You are very powerful, but you are still no match for human greed.

    Hahahahaha, if God wants to kill you, you have to die!  "

    Ghost Dragon Martial Saint laughed.

    Very excited.

    Ling Xiao frowned.

    Some of the previous doubts have been completely cleared up.

    Ten thousand years ago, the Black Sand Martial Saint encountered a powerful enemy in order to prevent the Black Sand Region from being destroyed.

    Therefore, it is a place where powerful enemies are imprisoned.

    There is no difference between the two of them.

    No one can leave here.

    But the Ghost Dragon Martial Saint was still stronger than the Black Shark Martial Saint, so he came up with a way.

    to restore his strength.

    So, the secret realm of the saint appeared.

    There are also some dead corpses that Ling Xiao encountered in the Saint's Secret Realm before, even though their bodies were intact.

    You can also give an explanation.

    This Ghost Dragon Martial Saint seems to be able to absorb people's vitality.

    It makes people die endlessly.

    Pity.

    Those emperor-level existences are of no use in front of the saint.

    They all became victims of this struggle.

    The ten-thousand-year battle continues to this day.

    Although both of them were seriously injured, they were still fighting.

    There are also desert scorpions and desert lizards that we encountered before, which seem to be able to give a perfect explanation.

    The Black Shark Martial Saint is trying to stop the warriors entering here.

    I just don¡¯t want Gu Long Wu Sheng¡¯s ambition to come true.

    But it¡¯s a pity that almost all the top talents have come in.

    His obstruction failed.

    "It's just a combination of circumstances."

      Ling Xiao stopped the others.

    I just entered here by myself.

    "Boy, where are the others? Nearly thirty people have come over, haven't they? Forget it, never mind, you're not bad, I'll devour your flesh and blood first.

    Let¡¯s wait for the others.  "

    After saying this, the Ghost Dragon Martial Saint suddenly slapped Ling Xiao with his palm.

    The wind in that palm covers the sky and the sun.

    It made the whole space dark.

    A terrible pressure made Ling Xiao feel suffocated.

    Although he is already a seriously injured Martial Saint.

    But that¡¯s also a Martial Saint.

    Ling Xiao couldn¡¯t resist at all.

    You can¡¯t even run away!

    "You can only let the palm print that covers the sky come down."

    "Move it!"

    Ling Xiao roared.

    Suddenly, he transformed into an ancestral dragon.

    The realm of Heavenly Dao erupted.

    Rushing forward.

    "Huh? The bloodline of the ancestral dragon? The realm of heaven? Is there such a genius in this world? Damn it, you must die!"

    Ghost Dragon Martial Saint¡¯s expression changed somewhat.

    ¡°Obviously, he is very afraid of Ling Xiao¡¯s talent.

    "If you want to kill him, ask me first!"

    The Black Sand Martial Saint took action.

    A strong wind stirred up flying sand and rocks.

    Formed a huge palm.

    Boom!

    Palm and palm collided together.

    Formed an unstoppable terrifying storm between heaven and earth.

    The sky was blown up.

    On the battlefield of the Martial Saint, he was too insignificant.

    No matter what method you use, it seems to be of no use.

    We can only save our lives!

    "Heisha, if you dare to stop me, I will kill you!"

    The fighting power of Ghost Dragon Martial Saint at this time is definitely stronger than that of Heisha Martial Saint.

    The two of them fought on the earth, causing the earth to shatter and the sun and moon to lose light.

    The scene was shocking.

    But soon, Heisha Wusheng fell into a disadvantage.

    Sure enough, the death of a large number of warriors gave the Ghost Dragon Martial Saint the best chance to recover, which finally made him stronger than the Black Sand Martial Saint.

    The delicate balance is broken.

    "No, I have to find a way, otherwise, I will definitely die today."

    Ling Xiao knew very well that once the Black Sand Martial Saint was defeated, he would be the next to die.

    In front of the Martial Saint, the Quasi-Emperor is a real ant.

    Even though he had countless means, he could not escape death.

    Therefore, his hope is the Black Sand Martial Saint.

    If you can help Heisha Martial Saint win.

    ? Then there is no need to worry.

    But how to help?

    Formation!

    By the way, formation!

    This is the only way Ling Xiao can think of.

    Use the gate of time and space to create an array of time and space to seal off this space.

    Apart from this method, he could not think of anything else.

    Thinking of this.

    He took out his flying sword and flew above the emperor.

    Start drawing a very bold formation.

    A way to imprison the Martial Saint.

    Although he is worse than an ant in front of the Martial Saint.

    But the ants also have to fight.

    He can't just wait to die.

    "Boy, what are you doing? Even the emperor is an ant in my eyes, and you still dare to resist, kill me!"

    The Ghost Dragon Martial Saint knocked back the Black Sand Martial Saint with one punch, and then struck Ling Xiao with a palm.

    There is no need to use any special method to deal with Ling Xiao.

    Only one palm is enough.

    As long as he is hit, Ling Xiao will definitely die.

    At this moment, all the blood in Ling Xiao's body seemed to have solidified.

    The whole person could not move at all.

    The terrifying power of the saint completely suppressed him.

    Once again he was unable to move.

    "The Tyrant Martial Spirit, release it!"

    Ling Xiao is already desperate, so he doesn¡¯t care what he exposes.

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