"Godfather! Take me with you." Fang Yungu gritted his teeth and said, his essence and blood were consumed too much, his breath was already disordered, and his face was pale and frightening.

"Get lost! You are a stinky bitch who can't do anything well, and you destroyed one of my clones. What's the use of you?"

Old man Song'ao slapped him away.

"When my real body returns to Zhongzhou, it will be the day when you, the shameless boy, will die!"

Old man Song'ao's words echoed in the courtyard, and the figure became -illusory.

"Come as you want? Leave as you want? Do you really think this is the endless sea of ​​evil land?"

Ling Tian's face sank, and the thick power of rules spread out with him as the center, sealing this piece of heaven and earth.

The illusory body of the old man Song'ao also solidified again.

"Hmph! Boy, what if I give you this clone?" The old man Song'ao gritted his teeth, "But you remember, from now on, when you sleep, open one eye, otherwise you won't know how you died."

"And your concubines, I won't miss any of them, don't worry!"

"Hehe!"

"You are playing with fire!" Ling Tian clenched his fist, and the old man Song'ao's body immediately shattered into nothingness, "Magic Power·Chasing Souls!"

As the voice fell, Ling Tian's body seemed to lose support and fell limply to the ground.

A small isolated island with strange rocks on the endless sea.

The old man Song'ao's withered body made a cough that made people's scalp numb, and a large mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Lingtian! You damned bastard, just wait for me. One day, I will sacrifice you to become a formation spirit, and you will be enslaved by me all the time!"

"It's a bad habit to say bad things about people behind their backs!" A voice suddenly echoed in the gloomy cave.

Old man Song'ao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

"This is impossible. How could he track us here? He is still in Zhongzhou..."

The words of comfort stopped abruptly, because in front of him, Lingtian, dressed in black and with a cold face, appeared in front of him.

"Why is it impossible? What's impossible?" Ling Tian walked towards the old man Song'ao, "Only you are allowed to descend to Zhongzhou through the formation, so others can't find your body based on your soul fragments?"

"Old man Song'ao, you're out of control! You should change your conservative thinking."

"Oh! That's right! You don't have this chance." Ling Tian seemed to think of something and smiled slightly: "Because you're going to die soon!"

"Just you? Haha! Shameless kid, when I was dominating the world, you didn't even know where you were playing in the mud!" The old man Song'ao looked ferocious, "You're not naive enough to think that you can be my opponent by killing one of my clones, right?"

An unfathomable aura suddenly emerged from the old man Song'ao, and the surrounding sea water seemed to be at this moment.Becoming manic and restless, countless array patterns appeared in the space.

Ling Tian saw this and a faint smile appeared on his lips, "Whether it's the clone or the original body, this day next year will definitely be your death anniversary. As for whether anyone will go to worship, I don't know."

While speaking, a dazzling sword light condensed in Ling Tian's hand. It was the law of heaven and earth that he refined with his own power, which contained destructive power.

"Divine power·Split the sky and collapse the earth!"

The sword light in Ling Tian's hand was like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, illuminating the dim cave and pointing directly at the old man Song'ao.

"Then let me see how capable you are to dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

The old man Song'ao roared, and the power of his whole body surged like a tide, and also urged the formation around him, wanting to fight Ling Tian to the death.

The collision of two extremely powerful forces caused raging waves on the endless sea, the rocks collapsed, and the small island was shaky under the huge impact.

"How is this possible!" The old man Songao knelt on the ground with blood spitting out, looking at the young man holding a long sword in front of him with a horrified look.

The formation he carefully arranged was like paper in front of his terrifying sword intent, and it was vulnerable.

"Now you know where my confidence comes from!" Ling Tian raised the Zhutian Sword, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Die!"

"You want to kill me? You are worthy!"

The old man Songao showed a crazy look, and blood mist like blood was all over his body, "I will sacrifice the formation with my body, and sacrifice the magic with my soul!"

"Divine power·Human formation soul magic!"

Before he finished speaking, strange runes began to glow around his body. These runes echoed with the strange stones and trees on the island, forming a terrifying formation that covered the entire island.

·· ······Please give me flowers··· ········

The formation was activated, and endless ocean power rushed in crazily. With the momentum of thunder and lightning, an attack that was enough to create the world swept towards Ling Tian.

The old man Songao's face was distorted, and his hoarse voice echoed throughout the formation: "Little bastard, you want to compete with me! Die in endless fear!"

However, Ling Tian did not retreat in the face of such power. His eyes were firm and the sword in his hand was shining brighter.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Tian swung out a sword.

Cut this shocking blow into two pieces.

The tip of the sword was slightly lowered, and Ling Tian's cold eyes were fixed on the increasingly violent formation, and responded: "If that's all, then you may be disappointed!"

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The formation roared, and the raging energy waves rushed towards Ling Tian, ​​but in Ling Tian's calm and determined eyes, he swung the sword out, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, breaking through the sky.

Amidst the deafening roar, Ling Tian's sword hit the core of the formation accurately.

With a click,, dense cracks appeared on the formation.

Ling Tian remained calm and changed his moves again. The sword light was like a comet that cut through the sky and pierced directly at the exhausted old man Song'ao.

At the moment when the sword light touched the old man Song'ao, everything returned to calm, and the power of the formation that swallowed everything instantly dissipated.

"Bang——" The formation was completely broken, and blood mist spurted out of the old man Song'ao's mouth. His figure gradually blurred until it disappeared completely.

Ling Tian possessed the old man Song'ao and picked up the storage ring that fell from his body.

He went to such great lengths and traveled thousands of miles to track him down just for this.

In this storage ring, he had what he needed.

The original book recorded that the old man Song'ao not only had dozens of volumes of ancient formations that were almost extinct, but also many treasures and elixirs that he had burned, killed and looted when he was possessed by the devil.

Naturally, Ling Tian didn't care about these things, and he wouldn't waste so much effort for such a small thing.

The reason for this is that there is a key to the Xuanhong Secret Realm in the storage ring of the old man Songao.

Including this one and the one he got from Master Xiao Xin, he now has three keys in his hand.

As for the other four, Ling Tian also knows where they are...口.

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