Lingdao, Butterfly Dance, Qianhui, Aolong and Lei Wenyuan are all geniuses, not to mention the disciples of Ling Xiaoge who are present and their peers, even if they are one or two small realm disciples, they are not their opponents. Ling Xiaoge is not without genius, just did not come.

"It is better to break one finger than to hurt one. We will kill Lingdao first and then deal with others."

"To be right, among them, the strength of Lingdao is the strongest. As long as Lingdao is dead, others are definitely not our opponents."

The disciples of Lingxiaoge have used Tianpin martial arts to attack Lingdao, not only because Lingdao has the strongest strength, but also because Lingdao is the biological son of Happy Emperor. The killing of Ling Dao’s merits is even greater than the killing of the proud dragon, butterfly dance, Qian Hui and Lei Wen.

Fortunately, Lingdao has already recovered from the human body, otherwise, the sky attack is enough to make his dragon's body hit with holes. The real dragon is unparalleled, but the target of the real dragon that Lingdao becomes is too big. For now, it is not a good thing, and the disciples of Ling Xiaoge will not fight with him alone.

"Want to kill Lingdao? Have you asked us for your opinion?"

The proud dragon fully urged the dragon sword, one for two, two for four, four for eight. After only a moment, the sky is a dragon sword, with a total of one thousand and twenty-four handles. There are many disciples in Lingxiaoge, but there are more dragon swords. There are more than a dozen swordsmen to deal with a disciple of Lingxiaoge. There is no problem at all.

"The big free sword!"

After breaking through to the heavenly environment, Qianhui’s understanding of the big self-satisfied sword has once again raised a level. The sword of the heavenly sword in her hand can be turned into a long gun, can also be turned into a giant hammer, and can also be a combat spear. Thousands of swords can be turned into tigers, or they can be turned into true dragons, and they can be turned into gods.

The predecessor of Tianhui, who is fighting with Qianhui, will inevitably be killed by her sword. Even if it is the mid-term Tianzun who fights with Qianhui, it is the same end. Only the late Tianzun of Lingxiaoge can support for a moment under the sword of Qianhui. Of course, it is only the difference between early death and late death. They are not the opponents of Qianhui at all.

"Tian Lei is desperate!"

Lei Wenyuan screamed, hundreds of thousands of thunder, turned into a knives, from the endless heights, suddenly squat. It is like the fall of the Wanzhang Waterfall, the momentum is huge, and the momentum is horrible. His Tianfu is like a thunder, and the purple light shines and the silver snake flies.

“Xuanyuan nine styles!”

The golden sword of the butterfly dance, after the first arrival, as if the death of the sickle, harvesting the life of one and another disciples of Ling Xiaoge. Aolong, Qianhui and Levin are far behind, and their attacks are still traceable. Unlike the butterfly dance, there is no trace of it. After all, she holds the space source and the time source.

In the world of Sword God, the butterfly dance world is too low, and it can't play the power of Xuanyuan Nine. Now, she is already a goddess, and she has no idea how many times she is better than before. Shi Zhan Xuan is a nine-style, one style can kill a disciple of Ling Xiaoge.

Even so, Ling Dao’s injury is getting heavier and heavier, and Ling Xiaoge’s disciples are eager to kill him, regardless of their attack. Even if they are the same, they will kill Lingdao. They have lost their minds and only want to get rid of the biological son of the Emperor.

"True Dragons!"

Lingdao Zhou emerged one after another, like a city wall, surrounded him. It is a pity that in a blink of an eye, one dragon after another is broken. If there are countless ancient characters, they are in front of the Lingdao. Maybe Lingdao has been hit hard by the disciples of Lingxiaoge.

Keeping it, not the style of Lingdao, he did not sit still, but urged Tianfu, and smashed into the Tianfu of the disciples of Lingxiaoge. The disciples of Ling Xiaoge quickly gathered together and used Tianfu to suppress the Tianfu of Lingdao. Lingdao's Tianfu is stronger, after all, there is only one, and it is outnumbered.

"Huangji Zhenlongquan!"

Dozens of ways to gather on the road to Lingdao's fist. The roaring dragon is roaring, the real dragon is empty, and the Lingdao after using the nine-turn true dragon is terrible. Even the disciples of Ling Xiaoge in the late Tianzunship period will be killed by Lingdao, and the gap is too big.

Lingdao is like an arrow from the string. It is as fast as lightning. When it passes, one and another disciples of Lingxiaoge fall down. The emperor's real dragon fist is ruined, and it can be said whoever meets who will die. It’s just a moment of effort, and the disciples of Ling Xiaoge are dead again.

Of course, the consumption of Huangji Zhenlongquan is equally terrifying. The source of the Lingdao body consumes about one-third. This is because he has cultivated a ridiculously ridiculous genius, and replaced it with other exercises, perhaps consuming half of the source. However, if he cultivates other exercises, he will not be able to learn the real dragon fist.

"Fast, use the symbol, use all of your symbols!"

After all, they are disciples of the emperor's power. It is normal to have Fuxi. However, most of them are transmission symbols, used to escape, and have attack symbols, after all, a few. There is no doubt that the attack that can be collected by Tianzun is powerful.

The disciples of Ling Xiaoge took out seven attack symbols, six days of symbols and one sacred symbol. Tianpin is even stronger, and it does not exceed the capacity of Lingdao. However, the sacred symbol is not the same, just like a holy king personally shot, the horror to the extreme.

"You must step back, don't come over!"

Last time, Lingdao was able to **** the Fuxi of the 13-year-old elders of the Burning Swordsman. This time, of course, he could also **** the plaques of the disciples of Ling Xiaoge. However, he only has one chance. If he is not successful, he will definitely not have any good end.

Six days of the symbol, Lingdao did not see, only one chance, must be used in the holy symbol. One after another rune, flashing in his palm, he did not hesitate, directly grasping the holy symbol. Fortunately, the disciples of the Lingxiaoge who used the sacred charms, like the thirteen elders who burned the swords of the heavens, could not understand each other.

"We can't kill you, the Holy King's blow, can't you kill you?"

"Ha ha ha, how is the emperor of the Ling family become an emperor, isn't it necessary?"

"How do you say that the owner will reward us?"

The disciples of Ling Xiaoge believe that Lingdao will die without a doubt. In addition to the six-day symbol and a sacred symbol, there are other Tianzun attacks. Don't say it's Lingdao, change to them, just the same way. The power of the sacred symbol is enough to kill all the predecessors.

Although Butterfly Dance, Aurora, Qianhui and Lei Wenyuan are worried, they believe that Lingdao cannot do things that are not sure. And last time, Ling Dao snatched the Fuxi, the 13-year-old elder of the Burning Swordsman. They were all present and witnessed how Lingdao was robbing.

"Want to kill me? Dream!"

In the blink of an eye, the sacred symbol is easy to change, and Lingdao does not want to, and he urges the sacred symbol to deal with the disciples of Ling Xiaoge. The attack of six days of plaques has just come to Lingdao, and it has collapsed. Compared with the holy character, even if the six symbols add up, it is not enough.

The Holy King’s blow not only shattered the attack of six symbols, but also blocked the attacks of other Tianzun. The disciples of Ling Xiaoge still did not understand what was going on, and one after another, Tian Zun died under the power of the outbreak of the holy character. The sacred charm of the disciples of Ling Xiaoge not only failed to kill Su Yue, but removed his brother.

"What happened? What the **** are you doing?"

"You are not the spies sent by Lingjia to our Lingxiaoge?"

"Whatever nonsense with him, kill him directly!"

To say the most confused person, it is definitely to take out the sacred charm of the 霄 霄 天. He didn't understand anything that happened before. The sacred symbol is obviously his, and he is also used to deal with the linguistic, how to reach out and sway the sacred charm. The sacred symbol is not broken out in the hands of Ling Dao, but against other disciples of Ling Xiaoge.

Now, other disciples of Ling Xiaoge not only do not understand him, but also say that he is a spy of Ling family. One after another, the disciples of Ling Xiaoge looked at his eyes, not full of anger, but only the cold killing. They no longer regard him as a brother, but regard him as an enemy.

"You listen to me..."

He was just about to explain and was overwhelmed by the attacks of other Ling Xiaoge disciples. The angry Ling Xiaoge disciple did not want to listen to his explanation. He only wanted to kill him and avenge his dead Ling Xiaoge disciple. They and Ling Dao are enemies, Ling Dao kills Ling Xiaoge disciples, but normal. However, he could not be forgiven if he killed the disciples of Ling Xiaoge.

"You are not killing me? How can you kill yourself?"

Lingdao’s ridicule made the disciples of Ling Xiaoge even more angry. One of the disciples of Lingxiaoge rushed to Lingdao, even if they couldn’t kill Lingdao, they would also hurt Lingdao. Now it is not a matter of not making meritorious deeds, but not killing the Tao, it is difficult to vent their hatred.

"You mean to say cool words? I will kill you now!"

"Don't think that you can leave the Tianzun battlefield alive. We will make such a big move, and we will definitely attract other strong people. You will die sooner or later."

The number of disciples in Lingxiaoge is getting less and less, and the pressure on Lingdao is getting smaller and smaller. Moreover, Aolong, Butterfly Dance, Qianhui and Lei Wenyuan have been killing disciples of Ling Xiaoge, and now there are fewer than 20 disciples of Ling Xiaoge who can still stand.

The butterfly dance is in front of Lingdao, and the proud dragon is behind the Lingdao. Qianhui stands on the left side of Lingdao, and Lei Wenyuan stands on the right side of Lingdao. Now there is no need for Lingdao to shoot, they can completely solve the remaining Ling Xiaoge disciples. Say good to let them revenge, the result was all robbed by Lingdao.

"You fight, I am healed!"

Lingdao sat on the ground with confidence, running wildly and reviving the injury. The disciples of Ling Xiaoge are angry and angry, and Ling Dao completely ignores them. Lingdao knows their purpose, and when they don't exist, how can they not be angry?

The problem is that there are butterfly dance, proud dragon, Qianhui and Lei Wenyuan guarding Lingdao. They really can't change Lingdao. On the contrary, they went one after another and died in their hands. If at the beginning, they can kill them, they can't do it now.

"Withdraw it, we can escape separately, and we can escape one. It must tell other brothers what happened just now, or else they have to suffer a big loss in Lingdao!"