Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After Yueying finished speaking, he took action directly and struck the God of Tribulation Realm in the Black Hell Realm with one palm.

The violent aura shocked everyone present.

The God of Tribulation in the Black Hell Realm was frightened.

With that slap just now, he understood how powerful Yue Ying was, and there was absolutely no way he could be Yue Ying's opponent.

But at this time, being pulled by Yueying's energy, he had no hope of escaping.

He couldn't even move his body.

Just now he regarded Ling Xiao as an ant, but now, he is an ant.

"Block it, block it for me!"

Even though he couldn't move, he didn't want to wait for death, so he released all the magic weapons in his body.

He is just an ordinary first-level God of Tribulation Realm, and has no true divine weapons at all.

"It's you who saves you!"

Intermediate gods refer to weak people who possess the seventh-level to eighth-level gods.

Looking at this weak seventh-level god, he was also blasted away by Ling Xiao at the same time. He vomited blood and was in a state of embarrassment. Even the true divine weapon in his hand separated from his body and flew out.

The reason why we dared to help just now was because we saw that Ling Xiao had not killed the first-level God of Tribulation Realm in the White Hell Realm, and felt that Ling Xiao might be the most powerful god of the Seventh-level Tribulation Realm. .

Of course, more importantly, Nie Qing is too timid. This is the God of Tribulation in the White Hell Realm. I dare to take blood?

Nie Qingre snorted, and faced the siege of eighteen people, he suddenly struck out with a palm.

Hitting the target almost simultaneously!

The middle god has not appeared yet.

We are gathered together at this time, but it seems quite divided.

"What!"

There was no explanation after that. The warriors who retreated to the Origin Realm that time were the weakest and had not reached the eighth-level god position. They were all high-level gods.

I feel that Ling Xiao should be at least the eighth level god.

Totally unstoppable!

Yueying's attack condensed a huge palm print in the sky.

The God of Tribulation in the White Hell Realm screamed in horror, because Ling Xiao obviously had no intention of letting me go and wanted to kill me here.

I'm usually reluctant to take it out and use it.

What a madman!

So, we have to look for presence.

Ever since I became the God of Tribulation Realm, I have always bullied others.

boom!

Several voices came one after another in the void.

Although I was shocked by Nie Qing's methods, I quickly became confused.

However, Yueying's palm still struck down.

That time, I hit a brick wall.

Among them, the two gods of calamity are the most terrifying.

This weak first-level god in the White Hell Realm instantly turned into blood mist, and both his body and soul were completely destroyed in that blow.

…

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and continued to attack the weak first-level god with his left hand, while his right hand would use a palm to attack the weak seventh-level god.

Let this guy despair!

I hope that the weaklings in the King's Palace in the distance will not come out to protect me. Of course, the weaklings in the White Hell Realm will be even worse.

I also don't have the ability to kill the higher gods with one palm strike.

But today, I had to use it.

This weak seventh-level god was angry.

So in fact, Ling Xiao also had something to do with it.

Even if it is just the divine blood of a first-level god, it is extremely precious.

The other eleven people are all superior gods.

The best thing he has is the Nine Great Tribulation Realm Divine Weapon.

So I can only ask for help.

For the first time, I knew what it felt like to be crushed.

But now we understand that Ling Xiao did not intend to kill this guy from the White Hell Realm with one blow just now, and he did not intend to torture this guy at all.

They were all defensive magic weapons, thrown out at once.

The people around were stunned.

Click!

Of course, I hate bullying the powerful, so I have always been very smooth.

But even so, those eighteen people were not very scary.

As long as I kill Nie Qing, my face will naturally be restored.

When did the Ancestral Dragon Realm not have such terrifying weaklings?

Ling Xiao's palm completely crippled me.

The other person is the God of Tribulation in the Soul Realm, and he is also a middle-level God, possessing the seventh-level god status.

Let alone fighting, even getting up is easy.

The God of Tribulation shouted in horror.

The seriously injured God of Tribulation Realm roared, and I could only roar at this time. I could do nothing but roar.

"You want to think that he is the God of Tribulation Realm!"

"No! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"

Shocked, yet jealous.

"Man, you have to be too awesome! If he dares to kill the God of the Upper Realm of Tribulation, he will be committing a heinous crime!"

The high-ranking god who rushed at the back had no time to react before being blasted into a bloody mist.

How do you feel now? Are you scared? Although not many people wanted to save him, he was saved! "

Especially those who are weak hate being looked down upon.

Not to mention high-level gods, I can kill even the weakest seventh-level gods.

"stop!"

"It's wrong. Their Ancestral Dragon Realm should have been destroyed long ago. Today, no matter who he is or how he struggles, he will die!"

Die in despair.

The shock is enough.

A middle-level god of seventh-level god roared.

Yueying smiled, rushed over, and collected all the divine blood of the God of Tribulation Realm.

Collapse!

One is the God of Tribulation in the White Hell Realm, and Xiaosheng is the middle God!

boom!

madman!

However, these magical weapons and treasures are not worth mentioning in Yueying's eyes.

I am just a mid-level god, and I don’t have a true magic weapon in my hand. This is a sword as white as ink.

"You know what you mean!"

"Cute, they two are dead! Dead!"

"Whoever dares to interfere will die!"

I did see the existence of a lower god.

"court death!"

Those magic weapons shattered one by one.

I think fighting is possible.

And this person is not an eighth-level god.

Ling Xiao looked at these seventeen people with indifference, then turned around and struck a palm at the first-level God of Tribulation Realm in the White Hell Realm: "Does he really think you are going to kill him? Is he just thinking about it?" It just made him completely despair.

The feeling of being ignored is bad.

The other seventeen people stopped.

Ling Xiao ignored me and continued to kill the weak first-order god in the White Hell Realm.

"kill!"

"Hmph, look at the upper world now. It's a mess. It's so exciting. Anyone who dares to interfere will be killed!"

The terrifying sword energy is released, and its power is terrifying.

There are none in the White Hell Realm, the Soul Realm, the Chiyang Realm, and the Fumo Realm.

Nie Qing was so excited.

Can't stop it!

"Divine blood!"

I threw myself at Ling Xiao, regardless of whether that move was despicable or not. Anyway, I could make myself so embarrassed today.

The God of Tribulation in the Black Hell Realm was slapped on the ground, blood spurted out, and almost all the bones in his body were shattered.

Before that, a total of eighteen gods of the Tribulation Realm appeared one after another.

I understand very well, who is that man? I have never heard of him. He can seriously injure me so easily. Does that guy have to be weak?

At least that's what I thought.

"Bad weak!"

Seventh level god?

The divine blood of the God of Tribulation!

But that statement is self-defeating.