Chapter 2354: Ling Xiaoxiao is dead

"Xiaoxiao!" Ling Xuan cried out sadly.
Seeing Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan screaming in such sorrow, everyone became more and more frightened, as if they realized something.
"Clan Chief Ling, what's wrong?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.
Miao Qingqing panicked and said, "Isn't Xiaoxiao consuming blood? What's wrong?"
"Senior Ling, tell me, what happened to Xiaoxiao?" Liu Qingyang also asked anxiously.
"Xiao Xiao she..." Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan, as well as the Raksha tribe, were extremely sad.
Long Tianchou frowned deeply, and said, "Burning the real body of the Raksha!"
"What?" Everyone's complexion changed drastically.
"Burning the real body of the Raksha Clan..." Long Mu and Xiao Qingqing were dumbfounded.
Mie Hun was full of sadness and sighed: "Girl Xiaoxiao has made a decision. She intends to sacrifice herself to save us."
"Xiaoxiao stop! Stop it! You will die!"
"Xiaoxiao, don't!"
Liu Qingyang and Lan Yue yelled in panic.
"Madame Feng is using her life to save us?" The tens of thousands of strong men were quite touched in their heart at this moment, and their body was shaking.
At this moment, many people were moved to tears.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, as the power that Ling Xiaoxiao burst out became more and more terrifying, the cracks on the surface of the formation had disappeared.
The dazzling purple light that wrapped Ling Xiaoxiao also slowly disappeared, and a strange creature appeared in the sight of everyone.
The real body of Raksha!
The real body of the Raksha tribe, Ling Xiaoxiao's pretty face is exquisite, not to be faulty, behind a pair of snow-white wings, wearing an angel suit, like a real angel, a white silk fluttering in the wind, the audience is gorgeous.
This is the first time Ling Xiaoxiao has transformed the real Raksha tribe.
It's a pity that everyone in the Dragon Temple is not in the mood to appreciate, only endless grief.
On the surface of Ling Xiaoxiao's body, flames were burning at this moment, the source of terrifying power, in addition to the essence and blood, there is also the power obtained by burning the real body.
"The power of burning your body is indeed powerful. Your power has reached the realm of Saint Transformation, but it is still far away. Even if the power of the formation is strong, it is far from enough." The wood soul clan man said coldly.
The strength of the formation has indeed increased a lot, but it still cannot shake the terrifying energy palmprint, and is even being consumed rapidly.
"That's a desperate look, such a strong woman, a female class, who sacrificed her life in order to protect the Dragon Temple. Such courage is really admirable." Huo Lingtian said lightly.
"It's a pity such a beautiful woman!" Feng Jitian shook his head with a sneer on his face.
Mu Xiu said with disdain: "I'm not good enough. Who is to blame?"
"The people of Saint Xuanding Sect are not taking action yet? Do you want to watch this woman be killed? Are they really not planning to help the Dragon God Clan?" Jin Jingtian wondered.
"Buzz!"
The formation became bigger and bigger, the power became more and more terrifying, the bright golden light enveloped the world, and the real body of Ling Xiaoxiao's Raksha clan began to become illusory.
"Even if you die, I will never let you destroy the Dragon Temple!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted, burning her real body madly and injecting all her power into the formation.
At that moment, the destructive energy palmprint was actually suppressed back.
"Unexpectedly there is such a powerful force!" The Wood Spirit Clan man frowned slightly, making him a little unbelievable.
"Brother Feng, goodbye forever!" Ling Xiaoxiao secretly said in her heart, a drop of crystal clear tears filled with love for Feng Wuchen dripped down.
Slowly, Ling Xiaoxiao's illusory figure finally turned into power and injected it into the formation.
Ling Xiaoxiao sacrificed.
"Xiaoxiao!" everyone cried out in grief.
"Xiaoxiao she...dead! She is dead!" Xiao Qingqing burst into tears, with great pain.
"Xiaoxiao's breath disappeared..." Feng Zhengxiong panicked to the extreme.
"Brother Feng, come out soon, Xiaoxiao is dead!" Miao Qingqing cried sadly.
Liu Qingyang put his arms around the sad Miao Qingqing, his eyes shed sad tears, and said in a daze, "Why is this...no, it's not true..."
"My granddaughter! I blame Grandpa for not being able to protect you!" Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan cried, hating their inability, even their daughters and granddaughters.
"Girl Xiaoxiao's soul has also disappeared..." Mie Hun said in a daze, this is undoubtedly the end of the soul flying away.
The cry of tears spread across the Dragon Temple.
Grief and despair enveloped the Dragon Temple.
"Buzz!"
The moment Ling Xiaoxiao disappeared, the power of the formation exploded several times, and the palm print of the crazy impact energy made the picture more shocking.
"How is it possible! How could the strength increase several times in an instant? No, this is an offensive formation!" The wooden soul clan man's face suddenly changed.
"Boom!"
"Buzz!"
The huge golden formation of hundreds of thousands of feet, the power instantly surpassed the energy palmprint, the palmprint suddenly exploded, and the exploding light covered the entire world.
It was earth-shattering and deafening, and the entire Seven God Realm space was filled with explosions.
The image of the explosion was extremely shocking.
After a few minutes, when the energy ripples of destruction gradually dissipated, the space gradually recovered its brightness.
There was a cry of sorrow in the Dragon Temple.
"Crack!"
A broken sound sounded, and the huge golden magic array of hundreds of thousands of feet was already full of cracks. The moment a fragment broke, the entire huge array fell apart.
The terrifying energy palm print was resisted, but it consumed the strength of everyone in the Dragon Temple and also sacrificed Ling Xiaoxiao.
Above the void, the Wood Soul Race man still stood proudly in the void, unharmed.
"I didn't actually see that the formation has the ability to attack, but fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would really be injured." The wooden soul clan man said coldly.
Ling Xiaoxiao sacrificed herself, but only resisted the energy palmprint, and did not hurt the Wood Soul Race man at all.
The strength of the ancient powerhouse is too bad.
"call out!"
At this time, a figure flashed over the Dragon Temple.
The person here is Lin Xuantian.
"Is it late? The breath just disappeared." Lin Xuantian frowned slightly, watching the pain of the Dragon God tribe and the disappearing breath, Lin Xuantian had already determined.
"If it's faster..." Lin Xuantian clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
The wood soul clan man glanced at Lin Xuantian and said coldly: "If you can't come, the result is still the same."
"Really?" Lin Xuantian responded coldly.
"Lin Xuantian, I know you. I have to say that your strength is indeed very strong, but in the eyes of our ancient powerhouses, you are also an ant." The wood soul clan man said coldly, always in a superior posture.
"No matter how strong your strength is, it will be suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth. Don't forget that people of the Seven God Realms can reach the highest strength." Lin Xuan Tiansen said coldly.
"At least you haven't reached the level of the peak of the Seven God Realms. It's just easy for me to kill you." The Wood Soul Race man said with disdain.