The beam of light hit Xiao Wusha's chest hard. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and crashed heavily into the distant mountain wall!
The mountain collapsed and smoke and dust rose up!
Xiao Wusha was buried deep in the rubble. At this moment, he was even more miserable than Zhang Xianzong. His skin and flesh were gone, leaving only a pair of dry bones wrapped around his internal organs.
All his cultivation had already been shattered by the God-Destroying Talisman, leaving only a glimmer of life.
Gulp!
Zhang Xianzong's throat rolled and he was completely stunned.
Because he had just seen with his own eyes Meng Yuyan in the drama "Fuyao" condense the God-Destroying Talisman in front of him, and he himself used the Blood Escape Technique and met Li Lingge.
The person in front of him actually also condensed the God-Destroying Talisman.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether Wei Xiang had taken over the body of Li Lingge or Meng Yuyan.
Or maybe Wei Xiang had died long ago, but her God-killing Talisman was passed down.
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately rejected it.
If the God-killing Talisman was really passed down, how could Fengjiu not use it?
It’s a pity that Li Lingge won’t give him too much time to think.
Li Lingge stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferently into the depths of the smoke and dust.
"Thank you, Great Elder, for keeping Sect Leader Zhang here for me."
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and the Great Elder's fingers moved.
He stared at Li Lingge, his eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.
"Li Lingge, who are you?!"
He had not met the real Wei Xiang, so he had the same guess as Zhang Xianzong at first.
"You are Wei Xiang, you are still alive!"
It’s no wonder he thought so, because when anyone sees the God-Destroying Talisman, the first person they think of is Wei Xiang from 500 million years ago.
Considering Li Lingge's various extraordinary talents, he was even more certain that Li Lingge was possessed by Wei Xiang.
Wei Xiang was originally a disciple of the Fuyao Sect, and was outstanding in both alchemy and talismans.
That's why Li Lingge practiced the Dao of Alchemy, the Dao of Talismans, and the Dao of Swords simultaneously.
In fact, Li Lingge was originally just a swordsman.
The great elder, who thought he had figured out everything, immediately spoke out loudly.
"Wei Xiang, the Divine Court will not let you go!"
The corner of Zhang Xianzong's mouth twitched slightly. Thinking back, he had just said the same thing to Meng Yuyan.
So, what is going on?!
The Great Elder's eyes were bloodshot and his body was covered in blood. The bloody hole in his chest caused by the God-Destroying Talisman was still eroding his life force.
He struggled to get up, but found that his limbs had been firmly restrained by an invisible pressure, and he couldn't even move a finger.
There was only coldness in Li Lingge's eyes, and a bright golden light suddenly flashed!
The sound of a sword like a dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the Xuanyuan Sword appeared out of thin air. Wherever the sword pointed, even the space trembled!
"No! You can't—"
The Great Elder's roar came to an abrupt halt, and the Xuanyuan Sword pierced through his brows like a stream of light. The tip of the sword came out from the back of his head, bringing up a puff of scarlet blood mist!
His whole body was twitching violently, and a hideous bloody mark appeared between his eyebrows. The blood in his body rushed towards the Xuanyuan Sword like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea!
The runes on the sword lit up one by one, as if a hungry beast was devouring nutrients.
His skin shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he looked emaciated, with only a layer of wrinkled skin covering his skeleton.
However, the edge of the Xuanyuan Sword became more and more dazzling!
Li Lingge nodded with satisfaction.
"It's worthy of the blood of the Divine Emperor."
He looked at the Great Elder's soul that was gradually leaving his body, and his voice was so gentle that it was chilling:
"Don't worry, Great Elder. I will love the Sect Master's wife well in the future."
Killing people and destroying their hearts!
The Great Elder was shocked. He never expected that the person he had always loved would end up falling into the hands of the thief Li.
"you--"
He had just uttered a word when his soul was shattered by the Xuanyuan Sword.
Li Lingge sheathed his sword. The moment the blade returned to the sheath, he slowly turned around, his eyes as sharp as knives, and fell on Zhang Xianzong who was curled up beside the rock wall.
The once high and mighty leader of the Hehuan Secret Sect was now covered in blood, his face as pale as paper, and his eyes full of fear.
He held out a lustrous jade slip with trembling hands, his voice hoarse and almost pleading:
"Don't, don't kill me... I'm willing to offer the jade slip to you, just spare my life!"
A blood-red light flows on the surface of the jade slip. This is the inheritance of the Blood Demon Ancestor, a secret book that is said to be able to obtain the power of ancient gods!
Li Lingge sneered, and the sarcasm in his eyes became even stronger.
"Confused!"
He suddenly shouted coldly, his voice as cold as ice.
"If I kill you, the jade slip will naturally be mine!"
Before he finished speaking, a dark purple magic pattern suddenly condensed at his fingertips!
The devil pattern exudes a heart-pounding evil aura, as if it can control the souls of all things!
"No!"
Before Zhang Xianzong could react, the magic pattern had already rushed out like a poisonous snake and instantly penetrated into his forehead!
In an instant, shrill screams resounded throughout the cave!
The moment the magic pattern invaded, huge waves suddenly rose in Zhang Xianzong's sea of consciousness!
The originally calm sea of soul was surging wildly, and countless memory fragments exploded like mirrors!
That demonic pattern transformed into a ferocious purple-black giant python, wandering freely in the sea of consciousness. Wherever it passed, the power of the soul was devoured madly!
Zhang Xianzong's soul was tightly entangled by the giant python, and he let out a silent wail!
"Submit, or your soul will be scattered."
Li Lingge's icy voice echoed in his sea of consciousness, like the might of heaven!
Zhang Xianzong's soul struggled desperately, but was unable to break free.
The giant python's fangs pierced deeply into his soul, and lines of magic patterns spread out like spider webs, beginning to erode his consciousness!
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