Chapter 793: Chapter 794: Despicable Donkey Appears! (1 more update)
The sounds of screams echoed, one after another.
In that oasis, a strange black energy would wrap around a martial artist’s body, and almost instantaneously, exploded them into a ss of blood and bone, sending flesh flying everywhere.
In a mont, the whole oasis turned into a bloody chaos, resembling a human purgatory.
Sun Gongming was burning with rage, deathly glared at Lee Qingling, trembling all over.
At this mont, Lee Qingling no longer resembled his previous scholarly, gentle deanor. His face wore a sinister smile, his sharp claws hooked, and his cold eyes targeted every person on the back of the Silver Winged Griffin as he sinisterly smiled and said, “Everyone must die!”
The next instant, Lee Qingling’s figure dashed upwards like a specter, then with a sweep of his claws, five thick streaks of blood descended from the sky.
Boom!
A loud noise erupted as the blood streaks struck the back of the Silver Winged Griffin. The flesh tore apart, and the huge beast didn’t even have ti to dodge before Lee Qingling’s claw ripped it open, tearing it to pieces.
Those standing on the back of the Silver Winged Griffin swiftly deployed their movent techniques to dodge, either opening their True Qi Wings or floating mid-air, all glared furiously, fixating their eyes on Lee Qingling.
Regret consud Sun Gongming inside, lanting his excessive trust in Lee Qingling, and regretting even more that despite Ling Feng’s warning, he had paid no heed.
Ling Feng also clenched his fists, a cold gleam flashed in his hand, holding the Ten Directions Annihilation in his palm.
Although aware of Lee Qingling’s conspiracy, he didn’t know what thod this demon had used to instantly slay three thousand soldiers.
These soldiers were the elite of the army, the weakest among them possessed the cultivation of the Seventh or Eighth Layer of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, yet they had no chance to resist.
Thunderous rumbles!
The ground cracked open, and a sinister statue slowly rose, countless fresh blood gathered toward the altar, and this statue was actually absorbing the essence of these soldiers’ blood and flesh!
“Lee Qingling, why on earth are you doing this!”
Sun Gongming trembled violently with anger, his own orders had directly led to the death of three thousand soldiers, and even the Vice General Wang, who had fought alongside him for many years, died among them.
His fury almost set him ablaze.
“Kakakaka—”
Lee Qingling laughed wickedly, “Sun Gongming, if you are to bla anyone, bla your own stupidity! Hahahaha…”
“You are not Junior Master Lee! Our Chang Chun Hall’s mission is to hang the pot to help the world, to heal and save people, Junior Master Lee would never do such a thing!”
Jin Weide almost couldn’t believe what was happening before him; this was nothing short of a demon!
“Of course, I am Lee Qingling, but also, the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch!”
Lee Qingling shouted lowly, the pitch-black demonic qi around him surged, and then one after another, terrifying tentacles grew from his sleeves, wrapping around his entire right side while a pitch-black Demon Sword, shimring with a sinister blood light, slowly grew out of his body.
“You are indeed the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch!”
Ling Feng fixated his gaze on Lee Qingling, his guesses were indeed correct. After entering the Imperial Mausoleum, Lee Qingling found the Demon Sword, thinking it was a great opportunity, but unbeknownst to him, his mind had already been fully controlled by the Demon Sword.
“It seems you are not too foolish.”
Lee Qingling’s chilling gaze coldly fixed on Ling Feng, coldly said, “Sadly, you are destined to die here today. Oh no, given your talent, I will refine you into the perfect Blood Spirit Corpse, to beco a fierce general under my command!”
“Whether you are the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch or Lee Qingling, you killed my three thousand soldiers, and I want your life!”
Before Lee Qingling could finish speaking, Sun Gongming, unable to restrain his inner fury, suddenly slashed with his curved sword, striking fiercely.
As a veteran who had fought on the battlefield for many years, Sun Gongming’s cultivation might not be very high, but his skill with a curved sword was incredible, extrely ruthless.
Unfortunately, as Lee Qingling had transford into the Blood Sword Heavenly Monarch, his strength was terrifying. With a casual raise of his hand, a pitch-black Demonic Qi, almost solid in form, fiercely blasted Sun Gongming away. The Demonic Qi turned into flas, wrapping around Sun Gongming’s arm, threatening to spread over his entire body.
“General Sun, no offense!”
In a flash, Ling Feng moved swiftly, his sword falling as he sliced off Sun Gongming’s entire right arm at the root. The Demon Fire instantly corroded his arm completely, even his Xuan-level curved sword, along with his arm, were corroded without a trace!
It was conceivable, had Ling Feng’s sword been even a half-step late, his entire body might have been completely corroded by the Demon Fire.
“Ah!”
Cold sweat poured from Sun Gongming’s forehead; he gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, his eyes filled with shock.
What kind of flas were these that they were so terrifying!
Ling Feng quickly pressed several points on Sun Gongming’s arm, stopping the gushing blood, and said solemnly, “General Sun, this demon’s cultivation might have reached the Emperor level. We must not act recklessly.”
“Emperor… Emperor level?”
Sun Gongming, once again terrified, turned pale as a sheet. An Emperor-level expert could kill a martial artist of the Divine Origin Realm like him in the blink of an eye.
Jin Weide and the other military doctors were trembling with fear. Although they had not t the sa fate as those three thousand soldiers, under these circumstances, they were likely not far from death either.
“Humph. It looks like that black donkey has indeed told you everything, no wonder you could guess my identity.”
Lee Qingling narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling Feng, cackling eerily.
“Since you knew that black donkey was by my side and yet you dared to show yourself? You’ve got so nerve!”
Ling Feng spoke sternly.
“I’ve been watching all along, and there are no other strong presences around. Boy, you’ll regret not having that black donkey stick by your side every step of the way!”
Lee Qingling swung his Demon Sword, sneering, “Once I have claid the Red Soul, I’ll refine you into my army of Blood Spirits!”
With that, Lee Qingling waved his hand grandly, and a curtain of blood descended from the sky, covering a radius of several miles.
Summoned by that Demon Sword, he didn’t even need to make an extra move to subdue Ling Feng and the others; he darted out towards a stone statue in the oasis.
“You, the sword wielder, think of claiming the treasure without asking this Divine Beast?”
The next mont, right in front of Ling Feng, a purple light barrier opened up, and there stood the Despicable Donkey, appearing out of nowhere to block Lee Qingling’s path.
However, the Despicable Donkey was no longer in its usual simple black donkey form. It was wrapped with several red cloths on its head, its muscles had beco grotesquely exaggerated, and its entire body seed much larger. Even its hooves had transford into sharp, lethal claws.
“You…”
Lee Qingling’s pupils contracted slightly, clearly not expecting the Despicable Donkey to appear suddenly, let alone in such a transford state.
Little did he know, a Demon Emperor, turned out to be Ling Feng’s Spirit Pet!
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