Chapter 479 Blood-stained Eighth Floor
"It's really noisy!"
Zhang Ziling looked at Xiuming with a smug smile, a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and raised his right hand, and a huge suction force came from his palm.
Xiu Ming, who was very confident in his strength, suddenly felt a huge suction force coming, and his whole face changed drastically, wanting to resist this terrifying suction force!
But everything Xiuming did was futile. Now, with his power, he could not resist Zhang Ziling's power at all!
"How could it be?" Xiuming exclaimed, not expecting that things would turn out like this, and his body flew towards Zhang Ziling uncontrollably.
Zhang Ziling pinched Xiuming's neck and lifted him into the air.
As Xiuming's neck was pinched by Zhang Ziling, the powerful men not far away were all blown up, and suddenly stood up and looked at Zhang Ziling in horror!
"Sir Shadow Gate?"
"How, how is it possible? Why, why that man?"
"The Shadow Gate Lord has no power to fight back?"
"who is he?"
At this moment, all the strong men suddenly felt that their breathing became difficult, and their brains were also mixed into a mud. They felt that the world they knew had collapsed.
No one has ever thought that someone could easily defeat the Shadow Sector! He could pinch the Shadow Sector's neck like a chicken!
In their eyes, the adults from the Shadow Gate are all invincible existences!
And today, the myth in their hearts seems to be shattered.
The master from the Shadow Gate seemed to be no different from them in front of the invader, and was also vulnerable.
On this day, in front of Zhang Ziling, they finally felt the fragility and equality of life.
No matter how strong you are, how powerful your background, or how well your equipment is, you can still die without resistance in front of Zhang Ziling.
No other choice.
thump!
In despair, the strong men who were still alive knelt down one after another, with their arms on the tattered alloy floor, and their faces were full of dead gray.
They would not escape because they knew that they could not escape Zhang Ziling's pursuit, and Zhang Ziling would never let them go!
The only thing they can do now is just wait for death. Maybe they can do one more thing, watching Xiuming be killed by Zhang Ziling, and then they continue to wait for death.
At this time, the strong people felt bitter in their hearts.
"You just mentioned Master Xuan Pavilion?" Zhang Ziling looked at Xiu Ming, whose face turned purple and blue, and asked softly, "Where is he now?"
"You, what are you going to do?" Xiuming felt that he could not breathe anymore, and even spoke was extremely difficult. He asked hard as he looked at Zhang Ziling.
At this moment, Xiuming's heart was completely filled with fear. He never expected that Zhang Ziling was so strong!
The momentum that completely crushed himself had already made Xiuming lose his mind.
Is his strength comparable to that of the Master of Xuan Pavilion?
After this terrifying thought appeared in Xiuming's mind, this thought kept popping out of his heart like a spring bamboo shoot, filling his mind.
You know, Master Xuan Pavilion has a very high status in the Shadow Sect, and his strength can even turn the cultivation world upside down! Even the Dragon Division’s Dragon Title’s Dragon title is strong, Master Xuan Pavilion can easily defeat him!
But now, Xiuming actually believes that an outsider's strength is comparable to that of the Master of Xuan Pavilion! In other words, Xiuming admits that if Zhang Ziling wants to kill them, then none of them will leave today!
Even though there are two Xuan Pavilion Guards behind him!
They know clearly what kind of strength the Master of the Shadow Gate Xuan Pavilion has
That is an existence that has emerged from thousands of strong people!
In Xiuming's mind, the thought flashed, and Zhang Ziling pinched Xiuming's hand and tried harder, making Xiuming's neck clatter, "Now I'm asking you, you'd better not say anything other than this question!"
Bang!
Zhang Ziling then threw the whole person into the metal wall beside him, and a huge hole formed instantly.
Xiuming slowly slid from the pit and fell into the corrosion fluid on the ground.
"ah!!!"
The severe pain made Xiuming scream. The corrosive fluid flowing on the ground was constantly corroding Xiuming's body, and his skin began to ulcerate.
Zhang Ziling looked indifferently at Xiuming who was standing up quickly from the corrosive fluid. His whole body flashed and appeared behind Xiuming in an instant. He asked in a deep voice: "Where is your Master Xuan Pavilion now!"
"Me, my hand! OK, it hurts!" Xiu Ming seemed not to hear Zhang Ziling's question. He looked at his completely festered hands and howled wildly. The violent stinging sensation was almost making him lose his mind!
"Oh, it seems that he is crazy." Zhang Ziling sighed lightly. He didn't have the patience to wait for Xiuming to recover from the pain!
Zhang Ziling directly grabbed Xiuming's head. Before Xiuming could react, Zhang Ziling began to force his five fingers.
"Die."
Bang!
As soon as Zhang Ziling finished speaking, Xiuming's head instantly burst into blood mist!
Blood splattered everywhere, and Xiuming's headless corpse slowly fell softly into the corrosion liquid. The green corrosion liquid mixed with red blood gradually flowed around.
As Xiuming fell, the entire eighth floor fell into a dead silence. Everyone looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, not daring to resist or escape Zhang Ziling's strength had already scared them all.
People from Shadow Gate, in the past, didn't even dare to look at the Shadow Gate's face directly!
And now, a headless corpse belonging to the Shadowmen fell down in front of them.
In the eyes of every strong man present, there was no hope of life.
Zhang Ziling turned around and looked at the desperate people, and the black flame suddenly ignited his palms, burning the blood on his hands quickly.
"Have you completely given up on your struggle?"
Zhang Ziling's hands became white again, and he glanced at the base's strong men indifferently, and the black demonic energy gradually dissipated to the surroundings.
"Since that's the case, I'll help you with the last step." Zhang Ziling whispered and stepped forward slowly.
The dissipated black demonic energy instantly turned into black chains, constantly piercing through the heads of one strong man after another. The entire eighth layer was completely dyed red with blood! The corpse was scattered.
"There are two people from the Shadow Gate at this base?" Zhang Ziling walked through the corridor stained with blood, stepped across the corpse on the ground, and slowly walked towards the deepest part.
"Don't run too far!" Zhang Ziling's mouth curled up a playful smile, and a red light flashed in his eyes, "Let me come to you and have a good chat about Master Xuan's affairs."
Zhang Ziling's voice echoed in the quiet corridor, and his figure gradually disappeared deep in the corridor.
Chapter completed!