"This guy doesn't want to let us leave, does he?"
Ling Xiao discovered that whenever they tried to leave, the Blood Relative Prince would suddenly attack, spewing black beams from his mouth, with great speed, power, and precision.
If it were Ling Xiao, he could still dodge.
But the Blue-eyed Golden Eagle couldn't.
"The two of you go wait for in Black Crow City, I'll be there soon, don't argue, without you, it's easier for to escape."
Ling Xiao spoke very straightforwardly.
Leng i instantly accepted, but Alan was a bit taken aback.
"Let's go, the Master is like that, his speed, you cannot comprehend."
Leng i glanced at Ling Xiao, gently patted the Golden Eagle's neck, and then the Golden Eagle let out a cry and flew towards Black Crow City.
As expected, the Blood Relative Prince attacked again, but Ling Xiao intercepted him.
Then Ling Xiao, wielding the Dark Demon Sword, unleashed terrifying Slaughter Sword Intent towards the Blood Relative Prince.
Before escaping, he wanted to test how strong this Blood Relative Prince, after being transford by the Blood Demon, really was.
The Blood Relative Prince saw Ling Xiao, his blood-red fleshy wings spread out, his legs bent, and terrifying power erupted in an instant, his body suddenly shot up, and the area where he was standing was already sunken down.
A large sand pit was ford.
Ling Xiao's Dark Demon Sword slashed downward in violent anger.
Dark Demon Sword: Annihilate God!
This was the current highest level Ling Xiao could achieve with the Heavenly Demon World-Destroying Art.
Body Destruction, Heart Destruction, Soul Destruction, God Destruction!
"Roar..."
The sound coming from the Blood Relative Prince's mouth was no longer human, but a roar like so kind of monster.
His hands with sharp claws, like tough blades, clawing towards Ling Xiao.
On those claws, a strange red light flickered, with darkness and death spreading.
Bang!
The claws on his right hand actually blocked Ling Xiao's sword with both hands directly, and then, taking advantage, his left hand continued to attack, his arm weirdly elongated, reaching for Ling Xiao's chest.
Retreat!
At this mont, Ling Xiao couldn't resist, but utilizing the opponent's strength, his body flashed and retreated dozens of ters away in an instant.
In terms of power, he was temporarily inferior to this Blood Relative Prince, but in terms of speed, he still had the upper hand.
"Damn, this strength is too formidable, I definitely can't be his match."
Ling Xiao felt his internal organs churn.
This Blood Relative Prince was originally a Martial Artist with a Yin-Yang Realm First Layer Cultivation, and now after being transford by the Blood Demon, his strength surged to a terrifying realm equivalent to the Yin-Yang Realm Second Layer Cultivation.
Ling Xiao surviving a blow was really thanks to his strong body movent technique and fast speed, otherwise he really couldn't handle it.
"Damn it, anyway there's no one here, might as well play with you."
Even knowing he couldn't win, running away seed too boring.
Using his soul power, Ling Xiao scanned the surroundings and found indeed no other Martial Artists present.
So he made up his mind.
Then, a vast universe appeared behind him.
The Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, reappearing after a long interval.
With the ergence of the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, all the darkness and death power in the Black Desert began to pour in crazily.
Ling Xiao felt incredibly comfortable and relaxed.
His cultivation level rose rapidly as if infused with adrenaline.
Fifty percent Yin-Yang Elental Force!
Sixty percent Yin-Yang Elental Force!
Seventy percent!
Eighty percent!
Ninety percent!
Hundred percent!
The half-step Yin-Yang Realm itself is just equivalent to one realm of the Cave Heaven Realm, higher than the Tenth Firmant, less than the Yin-Yang Realm.
These interdiate stages are like small stages, akin to the "early, middle, late, peak" of the Tenth Firmant.
However, wanting to cross these hundred percent, to possess a hundred percent Yin-Yang Elental Force, is not that easy.
Even Fengming Qishan took a month to cross this stage.
But Ling Xiao basically did it in three days.
However, having a hundred percent Yin-Yang Elental Force doesn't an one can directly step into the Yin-Yang Realm, which is a truly significant super-threshold, a super stage, and crossing it is much more challenging than simple power accumulation.
Yet no matter what, Ling Xiao's current strength is truly already terrifying enough.
He even believed that now, even without the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, facing a Martial Artist with a Yin-Yang Realm First Layer Cultivation, he definitely wouldn't fear.
With the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, facing a Martial Artist with a Yin-Yang Realm Second Layer Cultivation, even if he couldn't win, he wouldn't face a crushing defeat.
Of course, this was just his speculation.
Whether it's really the case, actual combat would have to test it.
And the Blood Relative Prince before him was the best test target.
"Roar!"
The roar resounded again, and the Blood Relative Prince opened his blood bowl mouth, continuously shooting out over ten black beams.
Although the power wasn't as great as before, the speed was faster, and the density was greater.
Simultaneously, the Blood Relative Prince also leapt forward.
Even though he lacked much intelligence, the Blood Relative Prince, after being transford by the Blood Demon, still had a keen sense for combat.
He seed well aware that Ling Xiao had beco stronger, so his attack was noticeably reinforced.
"Co on, monster, let see your strength!"
Ling Xiao still held only the Dark Demon Sword, yet its power was evidently more formidable than before.
Because he infused the Demon Sword with ten percent Yin-Yang Elental Force!
Yin-Yang Elental Force is hard to restore on its own, so Ling Xiao was very cautious in using it.
But even just ten percent of Yin-Yang Elental Force, combined with the terrifying power of the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, still filled this Dark Demon Sword with an extrely fearful aura.
The black beams were easily blocked by Ling Xiao.
The Blood Relative Prince suddenly stopped his charging movent.
He roared at the sky.
Then crimson energy continued to flow into his body from the black desert.
His expression beca more ferocious, gathering a mass of blood-red energy in his hands.
The red energy ball accumulated terrifying death power, then the Blood Relative Prince once again shattered the sky, wrapped in that terrifying power, attempting a head-on collision with Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao did not retreat, nor did he dodge.
Since he had already summoned the Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit, he had no reason to back down.
"Heaven and earth, for to dominate alone!"
The Tyrant Sky Martial Spirit absolutely doesn't allow retreat, or else the power would weaken.
This was a face-to-face hard clash.
Of course, in the technique of power operation, Ling Xiao was much more adept than the Blood Relative Prince.
"Boom! Boom!"
Crazy power exploded in the sky.
It ford a massive black-red tornado, raging and rising continuously on the ground, stirring black thunder and lightning.
Such a terrifying scene made the Martial Artists towards Black Crow City feel horrifying.
"Which powerful figures are dueling in the Black Desert, how could it be so terrifying?"
"It must be an unparalleled powerhouse with Yin-Yang Realm Cultivation, otherwise such a terrifying scene can't be caused."
Many people trembled, with a bad foreboding growing in their hearts.
This feeling had never occurred before, but today, it was so clear, so unsettling.
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