Chapter 792 The Power of the King

As the sun sets in the west, the pale red afterglow shines on the earth, adding a bit of chill.

Hundreds of Tianjiao instigated their momentum, swayed the wind and clouds, and rushed straight to Xiaohan. That kind of power is really like the fall of the sky, which can destroy all living beings.

However, Ling Xian did not change color.

With his black hair dancing lightly and his white clothes flying, he faced hundreds of Yuan Ying Tian Jiao alone.

Such a calm attitude in the face of thousands of troops is really heartbreaking.

Everyone present expressed emotion, and they asked themselves, if it were themselves, it would be good not to tremble with fear, how could they be so calm?

Not to mention the final result, just speaking of this calm and fearless spirit, few people can match it.

Therefore, everyone looked at the arrogant figure, and their eyes flickered with admiration.

However, the hundreds of Tianjiao were full of contempt, and they didn't take Ling Xian seriously. They came with a strong force, like a thousand troops, with great momentum and great momentum!

"boom!"

In this regard, Ling Xian is still not afraid, and there is a coldness in his eyes.

He retreated again and again, but the young man was aggressive, which made him reluctant to say another word, only one word!

kill!

"boom!"

Qi and blood are soaring, mana is surging, Ling Xian's eyes flash with cold electricity, and he takes a strong shot, which immediately shakes the nine heavens and ten earths!

That monsoon of blood gushed out, shattering the clouds on the horizon, and shattering the space ahead. In an instant, people turned their backs, and the few Tianjiao who rushed in the front were directly killed!

"Get out of here!"

Ling Xian shouted loudly, shaking the world. Six kinds of divine soldiers swept out, setting him off like a god descending to the earth, with divine might and arrogance!

"boom!"

Hundreds of Tianjiao joined forces to attack, one after another magical powers cut through the sky, the eight wilderness were shaken, and the four wilds were shocked!

However, it was difficult to stop Ling Xian's might.

He is like the supreme lower realm,

He pointed out his sword, the blood pierced the sky, and the sharp edge dazzled the world, piercing the eyebrows of more than ten monks one after another. "i dedication"

The God of War halberd swept through thousands of troops and cut off more than a dozen Tianjiao in the middle.

Yao Xianjing Baoguang Zhan Zhan, Xianguang whistled, shattered the vacuum, and killed more than a dozen cultivators.

Without exception, it is a one-shot solution!

This made the heroes exclaim, and the expressions of those Tianjiao who fought against Ling Xian changed greatly. There was no contempt or smugness on his face, only horror!

They never dreamed that Ling Xian was so powerful that he killed more than 30 geniuses with only three moves. How incredible is this?

How could they not be astonished?

Unfortunately, fear is too late.

Since Ling Xian has already made his move, why should he stop?

"I have advised you that you are the one to blame yourself, and you can't blame others."

Ling Xian spoke indifferently, like a god of death descending into the world, with a murderous aura that made people shudder. He walks through many arrogances, and every time he makes a move, he will kill several arrogances.

That kind of power is really invincible, and it's a mess!

No way, his current strength has reached the pinnacle of Nascent Soul, which can be called invincible. These two words represent an absolute combat power, as long as they are not of the same rank, they can be easily killed.

So, what else can quantity do? Not to mention hundreds of geniuses, no matter how many, they can't pose a threat to him!

That's why, when the silver-robed youth thought that they could kill the king of Ling Xian's level by relying on many people, they would shake their heads and laugh.

The invincible king cannot be killed by numbers!

"boom!"

Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and he made a strong move, showing the might of a king with every move!

Every time he makes a move, it shakes the Eight Wildernesses, smashes the previous enemy, and rampages in the crowd, no one can stop his move!

This made everyone even more fearful, and they only felt that Ling Xian was a complete demon king, and he couldn't stop it at all!

"kill!"

The sword struck a thunderbolt, the halberd moved the wind and clouds, Ling Xian Su plucked the strings with his hand, and the space collapsed in an instant, and the Divine Song of Fulong came to the world again!

"Boom boom boom..."

With a series of roars, this space was completely blown up by him, and those Tianjiao spewed blood and fell on their backs.

In just a few breaths, more than 20 Tianjiao have died.

This scene once again shocked the audience!

It also made the remaining Tianjiao more fearful, and the shots became more and more fierce.

They know very well that only by working hard can they win a chance. Therefore, everyone was completely crazy and desperately shot!

It's a pity that even if they tried their best, it didn't help.

At the realm of Lingxian, no matter how many people there are, no matter how hard they work, it still seems so ridiculous.

In the realm of Nascent Soul, he is the supreme heaven, the supreme and invincible true immortal, extremely powerful!

If there are seven words to describe Ling Xian's current combat power, it would be killing Tianjiao like killing pigs and dogs!

Yes, it's that simple!

"Get out of here!"

Ling Xian swallowed the mountains and rivers with anger, like the awakening of a ferocious beast in the wild, with the potential to swallow the sky and accept the earth. As soon as he thought about it, the mountains and rivers fell from the nine heavens, which could suppress the eight wastes, nine heavens and ten places!

"boom!"

The mountain and river tripod was unstoppable, instantly imprisoning the audience, and then with a slight shock, the remaining Tianjiao suddenly coughed up blood!

Even the slightly weaker cultivator was directly shaken into blood mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This made everyone more and more fearful, and one by one involuntarily stepped back, and even their bodies trembled a little.

"It's too powerful, it can't be stopped at all!"

I don't know who shouted, and it immediately resonated with everyone. Originally, they firmly believed that they and others would definitely be able to suppress Ling Xian.

But at this moment, they finally understood how big the gap between them and Ling Xian was. Even if hundreds of Tianjiao come out together, they are not his opponents!

This gap is simply the difference between clouds and mud, and it is not even qualified to be compared!

"A pointless fight."

Looking at the arrogant faces with fear, Ling Xian looked indifferent, like a supreme emperor, looking down at all beings.

At first, he was the prey in the eyes of everyone, the passive party. But now, he is the active party and has become a hunter.

Moreover, it is an irresistible hunter!

This transformation is incredible, but reasonable.

There is no way, Ling Xian has reached the pinnacle of Nascent Soul, and is the real invincible king of this realm!

"It's time to end..."

Muttering to himself, Ling Xian's eyes turned cold, and then he made a strong shot, reappearing the monstrous power!

"boom!"

He lifted the cauldron forward, and the mountains and rivers cauldron shined brightly. The moment it fell, the space shattered and blood splattered!

One by one, Tianjiao exploded into blood mist, without any resistance, they were crushed and killed by Shanhe Ding!

In just a few breaths, hundreds of Tianjiao died, and no one could stand. The ground in front of it became an Asura Field, and where it came into view, a stump of limbs and broken arms.

Such a terrifying sight made everyone pale and their bodies chilled.

Especially the young man in silver robe was as cold as falling into an ice cave.

"I said, in the face of absolute combat power, no matter how large the number is, it is useless."

Ling Xian glanced at the young man lightly, then took a step forward and walked slowly. Every time he took a step, the young man was a little scared, and his footsteps couldn't help but backtrack.

"The power of a king cannot be compensated by quantity, nor can you imagine it." Ling Xian raised the corner of his mouth, and slowly spit out a sentence that was full of arrogance, but it was fact.

"And I am the king."

... (..)( Nine Immortals Figure )