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    "It seems that I really lost. I really underestimated you." Leng Wushuang sighed relaxedly, turned around slowly, and asked, "Ling Aotian, can you tell me how you escaped?"  "Come out?" Ling Aotian took back his palm and said with a smile: "Actually, I was not taken into the tower by senior." "But I saw with my own eyes that you were absorbed. What's going on?"  "Leng Wushuang was extremely confused and thought to himself: "Is it because I'm dazzled?" Ling Aotian smiled and said: "Senior Wushuang, I have practiced a body technique called Illusion Body Technique!  There was no way to tell. The moment I noticed the suction coming from the Qinglian Huoli Tower, I had already used the Phantom Body Technique and left. What was taken in was just a clone, but the clone has no breath, so it is easy for you to identify it.  So another effect of the Phantom Body Technique came out, which can make the opponent hallucinate, so senior just mistakenly thought that I was absorbed into it!" "Illusion Body Technique, such a powerful technique, I admire it, not only did I lose this time!  He defeated the Xuantian Pendant and was defeated by the Phantom Body Art. I am so convinced that I lost." Leng Wushuang said with a bitter smile and couldn't help but shake his head.  Then he said again: "Ling Aotian, you promised Leng Zhong to let go of my Elf clan before. As for Leng Zhong's matter, I don't care about it. This is his own business. If you do something wrong, you should bear it yourself.  There's only so much I can do." After saying that, Leng Wushuang felt as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant. He shook his head and turned to leave. Watching the ten supreme elders leave, Leng Zhong, Leng Wuchang and others' expressions suddenly changed.  They became desperate. Even Leng Wushuang was not Ling Aotian's opponent, so they were even less so. What's more, Ling Aotian also brought more than a hundred divine masters.  Looking at Leng Wushuang's leaving figure, Ling Aotian glanced at Leng Zhong and said disdainfully: "Leng Zhong, it is an insult to the elves to fall into your hands. It is an honor to be able to keep pace with the mythical beasts.  It's a pity that you ruined it!" Suddenly, Ling Aotian's momentum changed and he said coldly: "Come on, Leng Zhong, let's see if you are stronger than Senior Wushuang. No matter what happens today, all sixteen of you elders will die.  " "Ling Aotian, don't force me!" Leng Zhong's face was extremely gloomy, his emotions were in strong turmoil, and he had a tendency to lose his mind.  "Leave it to me Leng Zhong. The other elders and protectors can kill whoever you want. You can bully the few by bullying them. You don't have to give me face!" Ling Aotian smiled coldly and waved his hand, signaling for everyone to take action.  Leng Wuchang and the others turned a little pale again, and looked with extremely solemn expressions as they watched the ghost shadow fire wolf and other divine masters appear in a flash, surrounding fifteen of them. The fifteen of them dealt with more than one hundred and fifty people. This was completely overwhelming.  The power of sex.  "Whew" Ling Aotian stopped talking nonsense, the sound of breaking through the air sounded, Ling Aotian teleported and appeared in front of Leng Zhong, and smiled coldly: "Stop being in a daze, otherwise you won't even have a chance to take action." "You! Bastard!  Ling Aotian, I will fight with you!" Leng Zhong roared wildly, he was so angry that he could no longer be angry.  "Martial God Battle! Martial Arts Move the Universe!" Ling Aotian punched out fiercely, and his fist instantly flashed with bright blood-red light and hit Leng Zhong.  "The Qiankun Xuanming Palm!" Leng Zhong yelled wildly, and with the terrifying divine energy, he punched him hard.  "Bang!" The two fists collided fiercely, and the terrifying force shocked Leng Zhong back several hundred meters. Ling Aotian also stepped back dozens of meters. As they started fighting, the other gods and masters all started to fight.  They bullied the elders and guardians of the elves, and launched crazy attacks one by one. Within a few minutes, fifteen masters were injured. There were too many people, and the defense was in a hurry.  "Buzzing" A terrifying war broke out, and the space of the elves continued to vibrate. Dark cracks burst out in the space, and countless fragments continued to fall.  "Alas! Leng Zhong actually provoked such a terrifying junior." A supreme elder sighed and shook his head.  Leng Wushuang also sighed: "It's not that I don't want to save them, but if we intervene, the entire elves will suffer disaster. Ling Aotian can defeat Tianzun's mid-stage Luotian Dan, which shows that he has not used his true strength yet.  "That's right! The ancient power in his body seems to be available to him at any time. This young man is really going to anger him, and the consequences will be disastrous! Brother, he made the right decision to give up Leng Zhong."  We, the elves, can also save them. I hope Leng Zhong and others can understand our painstaking efforts!" Another Supreme Elder sighed, exuding a smell of vicissitudes of life.  "Sixth brother, go and ask the clan members to retreat to the back mountain." Leng Wushuang said palely, and his figure slowly disappeared.    In the battlefield, Ling Aotian and Leng Zhong each stepped back. Ling Aotian glanced at Leng Zhong with disdain: "You are not weak, but you can't escape death today." "Bastard! Elf clone!" Leng Zhong went crazy.  Roaring out, a clone that was exactly like him appeared in an instant, but what shocked him was that both figures had half-stepped into the realm of the Heavenly Lord, and their strength did not decrease.  Ling Aotian was slightly surprised and said: "Oh? It's a good clone, and its strength has not been reduced at all. It's amazing." "Whoosh!" Leng Zhong's eyes flashed with bloodshot eyes, and two figures instantly appeared next to Ling Aotian, launching a crazy attack.  , the terrifying speed shook the sound of piercing the air, and those with weak cultivation could not see Leng Zhong's figure at all.  ¡°Bang bang bang¡± Ling Aotian saw every move. No matter how powerful Leng Zhong¡¯s attack was or how fast it was, Ling Aotian was stunned and launched an attack at the same time.  "Huh? Although the strength is the same, the speed has obviously dropped. It seems that Leng Zhong gave up speed and increased his strength! The two of them attacked at the same time and regained their speed. What a powerful movement!" Ling Aotian sneered in his heart.  He said, but he was not worried at all.  "Asshole! Why can't you hit him? Why is he so fast? Why is his body so powerful?" Leng Zhong roared in his heart. He, who has two equally terrifying cultivation levels, couldn't even hit Ling Aotian's sleeves.  , frustrated.  Seeing Leng Zhong getting more and more impetuous, Ling Aotian smiled coldly: "The dignified leader of the Elf Clan also has this kind of impetuous mood. This is a taboo. You are full of loopholes now." Ling Aotian's ridicule,  Rang De Lengzhong was so angry that if his eyes could kill, Ling Aotian would have died countless times.  Leng Zhong¡¯s face was full of ferocity, and the muscles on his face were constantly twitching, making him look extremely terrifying, as if he was about to eat Ling Aosheng.  "Come out! Sunset Divine Sword!" Leng Zhong roared violently, his whole body flashed with bright green light, a powerful aura spread out, and above his head, a divine sword emitting green light appeared.  "Oh? Isn't this the divine sword obtained in the sea of ??blood in the Tomb of Gods? I never thought you could break the seal." Ling Aotian sneered, recognizing the sword at a glance.  "Ling Aotian, die! Sunset Sword Technique! Sunset Underworld!" Leng Zhong shouted violently. At the same time, Leng Zhong sprayed a mouthful of blood on the divine sword, and the power of the divine sword suddenly increased several times.  .  "Ah!" Leng Zhong roared, holding the divine sword tightly with both hands, and struck Ling Aotian fiercely. An extremely harsh sonic boom sounded, and the terrifying sword energy burst out with a momentum that destroyed the world.  "Buzzing" The space of the Elf tribe shook violently, and the palaces collapsed one after another. The Elf tribe's palaces were already reduced to ruins, and the tribesmen were also moved to the back mountains.  "You are so willing to give it up! Even the blood and essence have been used! Although your strength has improved a lot, you still can't escape death!" Ling Aotian smiled coldly, grabbed it from the air, and a divine sword flashed across the sky.  "This is the divine sword that I personally refined. Let you try its power!" Ling Aotian sneered. His divine energy was activated, and a bright blood-red light enveloped the space. He shouted loudly: "The Heaven-Destroying Sword Art, the sword's  "Broken!" "What a terrifying momentum! What kind of sword technique is this?" The elf clan elder's face was full of horror.  "Whoosh" The terrifying blood-red sword energy was condensed. Above Ling Aotian's head, a terrifying sword energy of one hundred thousand feet appeared. The terrifying power made the world change color. As the divine sword struck down, extreme  The terrifying blood-red sword shot out like a broken bamboo.  "Boom!" Two terrifying sword energy pierced the void and collided fiercely. The boom exploded instantly. At this moment, countless click sounds were heard in the space of the elves, and a large piece of space debris fell.  "Poof!" At the moment of the explosion, Leng Zhong spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out. He was extremely frightened. Such a terrifying sword energy could not withstand Ling Aotian's attack!  "What?" The moment Leng Zhong flew out, he suddenly saw a huge sword energy flashing with blood-red light rushing towards him, and he was so frightened that he lost his soul.  "Boom!" "Pfft!" The sword energy flashed away and hit Leng Zhong hard. There was an earth-shattering explosion. Leng Zhong vomited blood again and felt that his whole body was falling apart. The feeling came from the bone marrow.  The stinging pain made him scream in agony.  "Hehe! Leng Zhong, do you have this much strength? You are too weak!" Ling Aotian said disdainfully, and a figure that frightened everyone in the audience walked toward Leng Zhong from the terrifying explosion energy center.    Seeing this scene, Leng Zhong was horrified, his eyes flashing with strong despair: "It's over, it's over, I'm dead this time, this guy is too scary!" "Gulu, Gulu." Looking at Ling Aotian from there  Walking leisurely in the center of the terrifying explosion, everyone was so horrified that they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and cold sweat kept falling.  "Howhe actually ignored the existence of this powerhehow strong is he?" This was the thought in everyone's mind, a fear that no one had ever experienced before.
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