Chapter 827: Only if he still has a tone, he can't die!

"Is this man still an array mage?" Qian Ge muttered in his heart.
But soon, he threw this thought out of the clouds.
Judging from the situation just now, this person should be an alchemist. How could he be an alchemist again?
But having said that, if you are not an array mage, how can you be so peaceful?
Brother Qian was full of question marks in his heart, but Ling Xiao wouldn't explain to him at this time.
Seeing Ling Xiao strode forward, after ten steps, Ling Xiao gave a sudden.
Immediately, Ling Xiao's eyes skyrocketed, and a terrifying force gathered on his fist in an instant.
"Ming King's Fist!" Ling Xiao shouted coldly.
The next moment, Ling Xiao punched out.
Boom!
There was a loud noise and the dust was flying.
On the original wasteland, a small white three-story tower gradually appeared!
"He...Is he really a formation mage?" Brother Qian looked dumbfounded.
But soon, the two figures walked out of the small white tower.
"Ha ha ha ha... It seems that today is really not eye-opening!" The eyes of a strong white robe were full of cold.
Although the other black-robed strong man did not speak, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Both of them cast their gazes on Ling Xiao, as if they were staring at their prey.
The fried rice and Brother Qian who were not far away were directly ignored by the two.
The reason is simple, because in the eyes of these two people, only Ling Xiao on the scene is considered a bit of fighting power.
"Let's go, how are you going to die, kid?" The white-robed strong man said coldly.
The black-robed strong man complained and said: "What do you discuss with him, just kill it!"
"I'm your brother, and I am better than you, you shut up!" The white robe powerhouse reprimanded.
The black-robed strong man curled his lips, but did not retort.
Obviously, the facts are like what the strong white robe said.
Immediately, the strong white robe looked at Ling Xiao again, as if waiting for Ling Xiao to say the way he wanted to die.
However, Ling Xiao didn't answer the words of the strong white robe. Instead, he asked: "Xiao Ming was the one of you who was seriously injured?"
Hearing the words, the white-robed strong man sneered disdainfully, "You mean Xiao Ming, the captain of the sword force in the same state?
If you say this is this guy, we are indeed seriously injured. "
"According to time, he should be almost belching now, right?" The black robe powerhouse said with a sneer.
Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "If I guess it's correct, he should be recovering now."
When these words came out, the two powerhouses in the white robe and black robe were stunned.
According to their previous estimates, Xiao Ming should be dead at this time!
"I'll go down with an elixir, only if he still has a tone, then he can't die!" Ling Xiao said lightly.
As soon as this was said, the system prompt sounded immediately.
"Ding! The host shows the true nature of a male god, the life force +5!"
"Ding! The host shows the true nature of a male god, the power of the soul is +5!"
"Ding! The host shows the true nature of a male and obtains a few pieces of life soul stone!"
"Ding! The host shows the true nature of a male god, with a charm of +10!"
"Ding……"
The two white robe and black robe looked at each other, and the killing intent in their eyes was even more intense.
With Ling Xiao's ability to hit the eye with a punch and directly destroy a high-grade formation, he is undoubtedly a high-grade formation mage.
And combined with what he just said, then he is still a top grade alchemist!