Chapter 1116: Xiao Liang will die!

Let's bear it together!

Xiaoyaozi's face showed grief and worry; he never expected the Dark Burial Old Ancestor would personally strike at Xiao Liang.

Kufan and Jiangrou had the look of facing death as if returning home; for them, they should have died in the lower realm, but Lu Supreme Master saved their lives, which was enough for them.

Although this spear-light has been greatly weakened, it is absolutely not something Xiao Liang alone can withstand!

Mo Diaomao shouted loudly, "Damn, these bastards from the Deceitful Hall! Actually bullying the weak with strength!"

Everyone was extremely anxious, rushing forward.

Boom—boom—boom!

The divine rainbow in the sky surged, all being people from the lower realm shooting forth.

No one wanted to see Xiao Liang face the Dark Burial Old Ancestor's attack alone.

Seeing this, Xiao Liang's face showed a carefree smile.

This spear, he felt he would surely die!

He recalled that once Lu Supreme Master drank with them, laughing and saying, "Give one's life!"

But this time, let him face it alone.

They had once shouldered endless ages together in the lower realm!

Otherwise, it wouldn't be just him who dies, but everyone!

Thinking of this, Xiao Liang gulped a mouthful of spiritual wine and burst into laughter, "Hahaha!"

I never expected this last sip of spiritual wine to be so mellow and so delicious!

Xiao Liang's straw sandals stomped on the ground, the vast starry sky power within him continually surged forth, the ice-cold sword intent sweeping up like a storm, the All-Death Exhausted Sword Intent directly evolving into a sword domain.

His will and the Spiritual Sword Wine Devotee's intent were in sync; with a thought, he directly activated part of the devotee's power!

In an instant, tremendous power centered on Xiao Liang spread outward, shaking the heavens, forming an enormous sword qi dome that directly kept Mo Diaomao, Xiaoyaozi, Kufan, and Jiangrou outside.

Mo Diaomao shouted loudly, "Xiao Liang, you're crazy! You can't block it alone!"

Xiaoyaozi and the others were shaken back nearly ten million zhang, unable to approach any further.

This power towered above them!

At the same time, Qichun Jing's Spiritual Sword Wine Devotee trembled slightly.

The power was drawn from an extremely distant distance!

Huh?

Ebony Killer and the Deceitful Spirit Old Ancestor furrowed their brows slightly.

I didn't expect Xiao Liang could still borrow power!

The Dark Burial Old Ancestor said calmly, "No problem. When this spear falls, Xiao Liang will surely die! Whoever blocks it dies!"

Sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—sizzle—sizzle!

Beneath Xiao Liang's feet, the All-Death Exhausted Sword Domain began to expand, one after another towering spiritual sword phantoms rose to the sky, this time shooting out directly, turning into endless sword qi phantoms, as if tearing heaven and earth.

Sword qi pierces the heavens!

Vast sword qi splashed forth, like a great sun setting upon the earth.

In the next instant, the Dark Burial Old Ancestor's incomplete spear-light fell directly upon this dome.

The incomplete intent remained immensely shocking; the Deviant Grand Dao rumbled, the spear-light like black lightning, dyeing the heavens a terrifying black, like night pressing down, enveloping Xiao Liang's sword domain.

Boom!

Crack!

In just an instant, the All-Death Exhausted Sword Domain shattered directly.

Strands of black power invaded, like ink spilled on a blank scroll, directly obliterating Xiao Liang's sword way!

This is utterly not a collision of the same magnitude!

No! No……

Mo Diaomao stared wide-eyed, shouting loudly.

Xiaoyaozi's body trembled slightly, feeling a hint of helplessness and despair; they were too far away, utterly unable to help Xiao Liang.

And now that expanse of heaven and earth cannot be approached either, completely dominated by the Dark Burial Old Ancestor's Deviant Grand Dao.

Sizzle!

This spear-light fell, within the All-Death Exhausted Sword Domain the countless spiritual sword phantoms could not resist at all, directly shattered by the Deviant power.

The clash of black and white crushed instantly!

Amid everyone's shock, this spear-light kept falling, extremely fast!

Ten thousand zhang!

Five thousand zhang!

... One hundred zhang!

Finally it pierced directly into Xiao Liang's chest, transfixing his body!

Pfft!

Xiao Liang's body spurted copious blood, staggering, about to fall forward.

Deviant power invaded his soul, flesh, and limbs, incessantly devouring his life-and-death sword way.

Upon his Dao foundation, life-and-death Dao patterns burst forth like brilliant white light, trying to resist this power.

Death like wind!

His life-and-death sword way was completely activated!

Is this all the power you have?

Xiao Liang gave a bitter smile, could no longer support himself, dropped to one knee on the ground, still mocking that power.

Between life and death there is great terror, and also great opportunity!

This killing intent is truly too great!

For him, if he can endure it, his gains will be huge!

But his vitality is continually being wiped out!

Moreover, the power within the spear light is continually condensing, seeking to utterly erase all of Xiao Alang's Great Dao, like a millstone grinding his body.

Xiao Alang wanted to reach for the wine pot at his waist, but his hands felt numb, utterly unresponsive, barely able to move.

He gave a self‑mocking laugh.

Finally unable to endure, his body toppled backward!

A black spear pierced his body, straight into his chest.

Xiao Alang felt a little dazed.

Is he really going to die?

This feeling is all too familiar.

For him, it is not the first time experiencing this.

"Xiao Alang, Xiao Alang..."

"Xiao Alang, hold on!"

""

Xiao Alang felt a sound echoing beside his ear; he strained to open his eyes, but could no longer see clearly.

Black!

His eyes were filled only with endless black.

But without needing to think, he knew it was Xiaoyaozi and Mo Diaomao who had arrived.

Everyone gathered around Xiao Alang, looking at this scene with sorrowful faces.

Xiaoyaozi's body trembled; the Carefree Sword Intent within him could barely be restrained.

He had once witnessed Xiao Alang's death.

This is the second time!

In his heart, Xiao Alang is a guide, a fellow Daoist, and a friend bound by life and death.

Mo Diaomao's anger shot to the heavens, hatred raging; he clenched his fists, nails almost embedding into his palms, blood continually flowing out.

"One day I will slaughter my way to the Strange Hall and exterminate all the Strange Clan there!"

His endless hatred for the Strange Clan continues to brew in his heart!

Jiang Rou's face streamed with two clear tears; she could not help but kneel beside Xiao Alang, "Senior Xiao Alang, hold on. Yes, Venerable Lord Lu, Venerable Lord Lu will surely save you..."

Xiao Alang lightly shook his head.

Venerable Lord Lu has already done much for him; he does not wish to trouble Venerable Lord Lu again.

"I am already someone who has died once. The first time was fortunate to have met Xiaoyaozi..."

Xiaoyaozi bent down and grasped Xiao Alang's hand.

It was that day when he received the banner of the Lower Realm Human Race from Xiao Alang's hand.

Afterward, Xiao Alang's true form fell, but his obsession unexpectedly grew within the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Xiao Alang's voice was very soft; Xiaoyaozi almost had to lower his head to his mouth to hear clearly.