"Lingxiao, damn you!"


    Burial Xuan''s face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of Sen Han''s killing opportunities.


    He didn''t expect that Lingxiao dared to kill the gods of the two burial gods in this burial cave, on the territory of the burial gods.


    The two elders who buried the protoss survived the war millions of years ago, and there were few such strong gods in the whole buried Protoss.


    Buzz!


    At this time, the light of the burial tripod was bright, there were words in the mouth of the burial Xuan, and a mysterious and terrible figure appeared in the void.


    It was a middle-aged man in black armor, with heroic hair, flying black hair, vigorous figure and strong momentum.


    He was shrouded in the black divine light. The center of his eyes was matchless, with a cold and indifferent look. He was very aggressive. He looked at Lingxiao indifferently, as if he were overlooking a mole ant.


    "See old Zu! He is Lingxiao, and the wordless heavenly book is on him. He killed the two elders of my buried Protoss. Please kill him!"


    Seeing the appearance of the middle-aged man, funerary Xuan immediately showed an extremely enthusiastic and respectful look in his eyes and knelt down to salute.


    "Are you Lingxiao?"


    The ancestor of the buried Protoss looked at Lingxiao lightly, with a strange color in his eyes.


    "Are you the ancestor of the buried Protoss? Just separate yourself. If you don''t want to die, let your real body come!"


    Lingxiao''s eyes flashed and said calmly.


    He could feel that the burial of the ancestors of the divine family in front of him was just a distraction attached to the burial tripod, not the real body of the ancestors of the divine family.


    However, even if it is a wisp of distraction, the strength is also extremely terrible. It is far better than the two elders of the burial Protoss and the burial Xuan. Lingxiao can feel that this wisp of distraction has probably reached the peak of the divine realm!


    "Young people are so arrogant! Do you think you deserve the real body of old Zu?"


    The ancestor of the buried Protoss was not angry, but smiled faintly.


    Has the final say, "it''s not worth it, it''s not your mumbo jumbo! I''m going to die for millions of years. I don''t want to talk to you any more. I want to get a word without a word. That depends on your ability."


    Lingxiao''s eyes twinkled.


    "Young man, I don''t want to bully you! Well, as long as you can take my three moves, I''ll let you go. How? If you can''t even take my three moves, you don''t deserve to have such a treasure as wordless heavenly book!"


    The ancestor who buried the protoss still said faintly.


    "Three moves? Good, then I''ll experience the unique skill of burying the protoss!"


    Lingxiao''s eyes flashed and the center agreed.


    He can feel that the ancestor of the buried Protoss should be a powerful figure. After all, it is not possible for ordinary people to survive the disaster a million years ago.


    Since he is destined to be the enemy, it''s also good to take the separation of the ancestor of the buried Protoss in front of him to try his real strength.


    Moreover, through the battle with the ancestors of the buried Protoss, Lingxiao can also see the real strength of those gods in other forbidden areas, such as the strong ones of Tianren and witch.


    Lingxiao didn''t pay attention to what the ancestor of the burial Protoss had in front of him.


    At the moment when the burial of the ancestors of the protoss appeared, Li Chunfeng and the tomb mystery were also shocked. They were afraid that Lingxiao was not his opponent, but they also put down their hearts for the time being when they saw that it was just a separate body.


    "Do you think Lingxiao can take the three moves of burying emptiness?"


    Li Chunfeng whispered to the tomb''s secret path.


    "There should be no problem! It''s just a separate body. With Lingxiao''s current combat power, I''m afraid it''s not impossible to cut off the separate body of burying Xu! What we should worry about is what kind of combat power the real body of burying Xu has!"


    The tomb''s eyes flashed and said slowly.


    "If you work hard, you should be able to burst out the real combat power of the noumenon! It depends on whether Lingxiao can force out the real strength of burying emptiness!"


    "Hope!"


    Li Chunfeng and tomb mystery looked at Lingxiao and burial emptiness in the void, with a look of expectation in their eyes.


    "Young man, you really have courage! I heard that you are very strong in flesh. Let''s try my move first and take the hammer!"


    Funeral empty eyes showed a trace of appreciation and said slowly.


    Boom!


    As soon as his voice fell, the void began to tremble violently. The thunder was fierce and unparalleled. He raised his hand and pinched the fist seal. Hunyuan was unparalleled. It was like a giant hammer falling from the nine days to the sky.


    Lingxiao''s eyes were slightly dignified. This fist seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth. The hammer fell, and the yuan was limitless. It contained an invincible force, as if it was going to shake everything into powder.


    This kind of heavenly hammer made Lingxiao have an illusion, as if it was the resurrection of the great emperor in the God robbery. The fist intention of killing everything was very similar.


    It''s just that the burial emptiness is obviously a little dull, and the level of boxing meaning is much lower.


    Isn''t this the martial arts of the great emperor?


    At the thought of this, Lingxiao was also a little excited. If he could get the martial arts of the great emperor, he would be able to make his Shinto road more solid.


    "Kill!"


    Lingxiao didn''t have time to think about it. He immediately took his mind. The divine power of his whole body soared, and the dragon power filled the air. It was also a blow in the air towards the funeral empty.


    Ten thousand dragons kill God!


    On the fist seal of Lingxiao, the golden haze is bright, ten thousand dragons are rising, and 49 colorful dragons are unparalleled vertically and horizontally, pressing the sky and killing towards the burial void.


    Lingxiao can feel that the art of killing gods by ten thousand dragons is obviously not as high and powerful as the art of holding heaven hammer, but it is better than Lingxiao''s physical body as a God. It is recognized by the law of heaven. There is almost a force that can''t invade ten thousand dharmas, which makes his fist equally strong and unparalleled.


    Boom!


    The world trembled violently, and the two fist prints suddenly collided together!


    The blazing light burst out, and the 49 colorful dragons were suddenly blasted by Lantian hammer, but there was an unyielding and invincible fluctuation in Lingxiao''s fist intention, which finally disappeared at the same time as Lantian hammer.


    Lingxiao and burying Xu both trembled and flew back at the same time!


    However, Lingxiao just flew backwards for more than ten steps, but the funeral Xu was blown up more than a hundred feet. It was obvious that Lingxiao had the upper hand!


    "Does the flesh become a God? It''s really powerful!"


    Burying Xu''s eyes flashed at the center, revealing a trace of amazement.


    Before, there was news that Lingxiao became a God in the flesh. He didn''t believe it very much. After all, it''s difficult to become a God in the flesh even in the divine world, let alone in the ordinary world.


    But after fighting Lingxiao, he realized that Lingxiao is really a flesh God!