"Um...um..."

The Demon Saint's throat rolled up and down, emitting fuzzy syllables.

Such severe pain and such serious injuries not only failed to wake him up from the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison, but instead made him appear deeper in the Nine Nether Eighteen Prison.

That is hell. He cannot keep his soul clear and conscious, and he will naturally fall deeper and deeper. He has never said anything. If you act ruthlessly, you can make a more powerful truth in it.

However, this fierce attack almost exhausted the power in Ling Zhi's body. Only the blood-crying sword of the Demon Saint was surrounded by the blood-crying sword, Ling Zhi himself was unable to move for a long time.

Until a sense of danger that could make his hair explode all over his body fill his heart.

"Get out quickly!"

Ling Zhi had no time to face Gulu and the others' direction, and a shocking roar came from the sky, and he took out the Heavenly Dao Monument and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang."

With a loud bang, the Heavenly Dao Monument stopped almost the size of a palm in front of Ling Zhi.

All the power did not touch Lingzhi at all.

Obviously, the Heavenly Dao Monument is also very clear. Ling Zhi cannot withstand any strong toss and any tossing may kill him.

Ling Zhi held the Heavenly Dao Monument, straightened his body with difficulty and looked in front of him.

In his perception, Guru finally teleported away with everyone as he asked.

Ling Zhi also breathed a little relieved.

“Huh?”

At the same time, a shocking sound also came from Ling Zhi.

"It turned out to be a descendant of the Kunlun Holy Clan. I didn't expect that it could withstand the erosion of my power and grow to this point." After the surprise, he immediately followed and said to himself, "It's a pity that it actually got the holy object of the Kunlun Holy Clan. With this projection body, it was a bit troublesome to pursue and take him in the land of nothingness."

Ling Zhi crossed the Heavenly Dao Monument and finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ange?" Ling Zhi looked at the person appearing in front of him with a very strange expression. His face was indescribable and almost twitched.

The person in front of him was wearing his upper body and his lower clothes were tied around his waist, and they were stranded down in strands, looking very casual.

And the strong upper body is even more faint white light, which makes people warm, comfortable and convincing.

The most important thing is that behind this man, there are two huge snow-white wings that are extremely disproportionate to his body.

Each of the thick feathers looks so perfect and so clear, like the most perfect sculpture carved between heaven and earth.

No matter how you look at this style, it looks like an angel character in the eyes of those people on Earth.

But Ling Zhi is really not interested in this kind of character, so he feels very strange and looks very uncomfortable.

This reminded him of a vulgar joke that he had done back then.

Angel, the shit of heaven.

The person in front of him is naturally not a so-called angel. Perhaps, the angels in the West are based on him?

Relying on the abnormal movement of something in his body, Ling Zhi instantly understood the identity of the person in front of him.

The Spirit-Devouring Fire was almost rising in his body, but Ling Zhi could also feel the tension and even a slight timidity of the Spirit-Devouring Fire.

The only power that can make the spirit-devouring fire like this is the power of taboo.

The person in front of him must be the one with taboo power.

Judging from the cultivation and attitude he showed, it is very likely that he is the master of the taboo power, the person who wants to call himself emperor like the Demon Emperor.

Ling Zhi could be sure that the other party must have the cultivation level of the Ancestral Saint Realm, but what he is in front of him is just a projection, so he cannot grasp the other party's strength.

It can be concluded that it is much better than the Demon Saint.

However, what Ling Zhi was really afraid of, and what he really worries about, was that he was extremely worried. The strength of the person in front of him and the strength of the taboo Lord were far beyond his imagination.

Since Gulu was young, there was a taboo force in his body, that is, the black fog in Xuanzhou invaded his body in the past, and this force was carried since Gulu was born.

But when Gulu was born, he was by his father's side and gave birth to eggs.

With the strength of the snow-white beast and Guru's father, he did not solve this part of the taboo power. It is conceivable how difficult it is.

Being able to attack Guru and even the Kunlun Holy Clan under the snow-white beast, let this clan be penetrated by the force of taboos, regardless of whether the matter is helped by others, whether it is to take advantage of others' danger and make him take advantage of the loopholes, it is enough to show that the true strength of the Taboo Lord is probably too high and too strong.

Therefore, even though it was just a projection of the Lord of Taboo in front of him, Ling Zhi's expression was even more serious and cautious than facing the Demon Saint.

The only thing that made him feel at ease was what the Lord of Taboo said. In his state, he could not pursue Gulu and the others in the land of nothingness, which made Ling Zhi feel a little more relieved.

"No wonder, it turns out that you have obtained the Spirit-Devouring Fire." The Lord of Taboo chuckled, and the wings behind him suddenly shook slightly, and a feather suddenly turned red, and red was about to drip blood.

At the same time, the spirit-devouring fire in Lingzhi's body could no longer hold it back and suddenly rose up and rushed out of Lingzhi's body.

When I saw the white spot at the top of the Spirit-Devouring Fire, the face of the Taboo Lord quickly became a little ugly. "It seems that there are a few of the many arrangements I left behind back then, which have been destroyed by you. I am really brave enough to devour my power to evolve."

His light has deduced many things from this point of whiteness of the Spirit-Devouring Fire.

"The Demon Emperor is an important chess piece I have been looking for for a long time. You hurt him like this. Isn't it too unpretentious to give me face?" The Lord of Taboo looked at Ling Zhi calmly, with indescribable confidence and arrogance.

Ling Zhi and his strength, identity, and status are all in a gap. Facing Ling Zhi, the taboo Lord is real, and he is treating him as a junior.

Even this posture of using the Ancestral Saint as a chess piece is enough to show that his strength is very likely to be at the same level as Huangdi Xuanyuan, and may even be stronger.

What's specific is not something that Ling Zhi can speculate more.

"I originally wanted him to devour the origin of the Holy Spirit by himself, and be stronger, and it was just right for me to use it directly, but now it seems that I can only take him away and directly cultivate and control it."
Chapter completed!