Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After dealing with the little sword fairy Ye Chen, Ling Xiao followed the passage and entered the Snow Eagle Castle.

This passage continued to spread, and finally came to a square.

There are twelve gates in the square.

At this time, Ling Xiao could only stand at the door and could not enter, but through the barrier at the door, he could see the conditions of the other passages.

At this time, two people had appeared in the passage.

One of them is cuckoo blood.

The other person is none other than Bai Houfeng.

The funny thing is, he knows them all.

What’s more interesting is that they are all sent by heaven.

It's just that Bai Houfeng is a traitor and Du Juanxue is a loyal minister.

As for Bai Houfeng, his expression is not very good-looking.

Ling Xiao smiled and simply sat down cross-legged.

Another eight days passed and all seventeen people arrived.

And the previous ray of light fell from the sky and enveloped me in it.

That's equal to the power of eight divine arts. It's really a huge profit.

That place is too dangerous.

At the moment when the light enveloped me, I frowned slightly, and the weak soul power bloomed, actually shattering the thoughts in the light.

Today, I am a weak person in the eighth level of small calamity realm.

The so-called Eight Paths are heaven, earth, humans, gods, ghosts, and animals!

The small tribulations suffered by others are not at least fourteen thunder tribulations, and there are so few tricks. Why should I be tortured like that?

That's actually unusual.

Heaven's punishment, earth's roar, human king, gods and demons, ghost transformation, animal transformation!

Moreover, the appearance of death was extremely terrifying.

A kind of magic, but none of them have exactly the same effect.

Finally, at that time, of the seventeen entrances, only two were occupied, and the rest were all without warriors.

Although this light is not harmful to warriors.

It's still bad to suppress it.

I checked for seven weeks and found out if it was safe, so I simply planned to cause the eighth minor tribulation there.

"Cuckoo blood?"

In fact, I am generally concerned.

Fortunately, my soul power was weak enough, and that thought was unable to compete with my soul power. It was only shattered and swallowed up by Ling Xiao's soul power.

Everyone meets someone.

At this time, Chai Jia actually felt that his realm was about to break through.

My eighth minor heavenly tribulation is the eighth tribulation!

It's just that the people around me feel it.

I also walked cautiously into the small hall.

Even if there is only one drop of blood left, he can be resurrected with residual blood.

"As expected of the person chosen by Master Tiangong, he is indeed quite capable."

As soon as the training began, Ling Xiao continued on his way. Eight days and eight nights had not passed yet, and he knew that the Baihou Peak had not been taken away by others.

Ling Xiao stood in a familiar dense forest and frowned.

Yes, depression will return to depression, and the tribulation must be overcome when it is time to overcome it.

Ling Xiao also knew that it must be a bad thing, so he missed it and sat directly under the futon.

So his eyes flickered somewhat and he didn't dare to look.

That man’s Dharma Sutra is OK.

If two people enter here, the possibility of finding the storage ring is doubled.

I don’t know how long I have to wait, so I just need to practice steadily.

He is not a monster, but he may be as defiant as Ling Xiao.

That is the real body of death.

Ling Xiao finally became excited and stopped frantically absorbing the power of the light.

Just like that, I also realized my seventh kind of magical power in the Small Tribulation Realm.

Chai Jiadu knew that corpse, it was one of the people who had just been sitting under the futon.

"You're actually here too?"

The body has not recovered yet, but there is still a look of horror on his face, as if he has seen something terrible.

Ling Xiao was naturally satisfied with this.

Extraordinary beings are truly terrifying!

Instead, he looked at the people around him.

There was a corpse at the scene.

He has seen how powerful Ling Xiao is.

The most bizarre thing is that even a small part of the power of the eleven rays of light around me was sucked away by me.

No one retreated into the square without waiting.

After that time, you can survive the disaster.

Chai Jia was no longer depressed.

At this time, the barrier behind everyone opened.

Soul, body, and world are perfectly integrated.

Not only did he not die, he came here.

Cuckoo Blood seemed very unexpected.

In this way, the light became useless, and for Ling Xiao, everything else was bad.

Without the help of the body of death, Ling Xiao only spent eight days and eight nights to survive the eight tribulations.

I weakly suppressed the signs of breakthrough and stood up, daring to continue practicing.

Now, we have become a corpse.

There are not seventeen futons under this square.

Ling Xiao discovered that the light was of little help in improving one's cultivation, but before being baptized by the light, the body would become purer.

The extraordinary beings just left some power to help us, which caused me such great harm.

Just when I was feeling gloomy and happy, I discovered that the Ancient Forbidden Body was frantically absorbing the light, and then tempered the Ancient Forbidden Body.

The eighth minor tribulation is about to begin.

It should still be inside Snow Eagle Castle, but the environment has changed very little.

After a day and night of baptism, Ling Xiao found that his ancient forbidden body had been promoted.

She originally thought that Ling Xiao would be killed by Bai Houfeng and others before, but she never thought that Ling Xiao was not dead.

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

After going through eight tests, you can finally survive that catastrophe.

Ling Xiao looked at the man.

The man chose one to sit on.

At this time, I saw an amazing scene.

As expected, those who came were all warriors at the fourth level of minor calamity realm, and I was the only one who was at the seventh level of minor calamity realm.

That's worse than simply improving one's realm, because it's a bad thing that changes the foundation.

"Huh? Could it be that that power is not beneficial to the Ancient Forbidden Body?"

It is the body of death!

This wait is a full month.

Unless someone's law is so weak that it completely wipes me out in an instant, leaving even a drop of blood behind, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to be killed.

I must have gotten it from Baihoufeng. Tiangong can blame me. After all, the people who came that time were all strong.

Surprisingly, I found that there was no one alive outside.

The baptism began and seventeen people were teleported away at the same time.

After all, the lower the realm, the lower the strength. That is common sense.

That time, it really was not in vain.

But Chai Jia's talent is already weak, so that light means a little bit to me.

Ling Xiao suddenly became cautious.

Others did not follow suit.

But Ling Xiao suffered less harm.

Chai Jia was very excited.

Eight divine arts!

The key is to lose the body of death, and the tribulation will become more magical, it is just like cheating.

Dying.

Du Juanxue smiled, feeling even more happy in her heart.

That's what I can control.

After I walked a certain distance, I finally arrived at the core hall.

The only thing we can feel is that the baptism does not seem to be so powerful.

"It looks like there will be no tests ahead."

That time I came there, I was not satisfied with being able to advance the Ancient Forbidden Body.

Talents will also become weaker.

But the ideas contained in it did not have the effect of brainwashing the warriors, making them loyal to the Sword Immortal Heavenly Realm.

The ancient forbidden body, which had not changed for a long time, finally entered a new level.