Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

There is nothing very good in the backpack, just some gold, silver and spiritual stones. They are all low-grade spiritual stones. There are not many, only about ten pieces.

These three hands are really disappointing.

Situ Ying followed behind and couldn't help but have some self-doubt: "I'm obviously much higher than him, but I can't see clearly what he's doing. It's not because he's fast, it's because he's very skilled... Do I really need to protect him? ?”

Now, Situ Ying felt that her father seemed to have underestimated Ling Xiao.

Soon, the two came to the passage of the Suspect Tomb.

But he found a man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the road.

In the darkness of the cemetery, a figure suddenly appeared on the deserted road, like an evil ghost escaping from hell, fierce and terrifying.

He was tall and burly, like a tough guy, and intimidating. His face was haggard and resolute, like a warrior who had experienced countless battles, showing both endless pain and incomparable perseverance.

His eyes are like a deep night, unable to peer into his true heart, but you can feel the sharpness and coldness in his eyes.

It was a look that had become numb after experiencing countless lives and deaths, a look of deep despair and cruel determination. The eyebrows are like knives, hanging horizontally above the eyes, like two sharp swords, with an awe-inspiring murderous aura.

His lips were thin and red, as bright as the deepest blood, making people's hair crawl. Whenever he spoke, the sharp voice was like a sharp blade, cutting everything around him.

His body was strong and powerful, as hard as steel. His muscles looked bulging in the night, full of surges of strength and ferocious threats. He held a huge sword in his hand, the blade flashing with cold light, like the eyes of the god of death, ready to harvest life at any time.

His clothes were tattered and casual, with scars and bloodstains everywhere on his body, like medals of honor, witnessing his past glory and battles. A necklace of dried human teeth hangs around his neck. Each tooth is his former enemy and a symbol of his ruthlessness.

His smile was heart-stopping. It was a cruel and crazy smile, filled with incomparable confidence and arrogance. His laughter echoed in the night sky, like a ghostly call, making people shudder.

In this deep passage, his presence is like an insurmountable gap, blocking all roads.

His eyes, smile, movements, and voice are all full of ferocity and terror, making it impossible to ignore his presence. His image is vivid and real, like a living devil, which leaves a deep impression on people.

He sat cross-legged in the middle of the road, standing tall like a mountain.

In front of him, no matter whether it is people or objects, they can't escape his fierce eyes and cruel reality. His existence is a threat and a challenge, making people both afraid and unable not to admire him.

There was no kindness or gentleness in his smile, only cruelty and terror. There was no hesitation or flinching in his actions, only decisiveness and determination.

"Step aside!"

Ling Xiao glanced at the man lightly and said.

The Tai Chi Eye clearly told him that the man in front of him was at the fourth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

This person's strength is similar to Chen Wu, but he is definitely not his opponent.

You know, when he killed Chen Wu, he was still at the peak of the internal strength realm, but now, he is at the first level of the marrow cleansing realm.

"You can get out of the way, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones!"

The man grinned and showed an indifferent smile.

"If you don't let me, you will die!"

Ling Xiao spoke again.

However, at this time, the man took the lead.

A sword stabbed Ling Xiao.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze and the air seemed to be stagnant. The tip of the sword flickered in the dim firelight, like a poisonous snake spitting a message, shining with a cold light.

The sword vibrated and seemed to be moaning lowly, indicating the coming storm. And the instant burst of ruthless swordsmanship was more like a bolt of lightning, tearing apart the calm air and shocking everyone's heart.

The swordsmanship is fierce, and every movement is full of power and speed.

The tip of the sword streaked through the afterimages in the void, as if the God of Death was waving his sickle to harvest life. It was an irresistible force, a force that made people fearful.

Every time the tip of the sword flickered, it was accompanied by streams of silver light, as if stars were broken and scattered in the air.

Every moment is full of murderous intent.

It was an unreserved attack, a desperate determination. Every provocation of the sword tip is like the mockery of death, foretelling the impending death.

And that instant burst of sword energy was more like the judgment of the God of Death, taking away countless lives.

"careful!"

Situ Ying's face changed drastically, she was afraid that Ling Xiao would be killed.

However, the next moment, she was stunned, and the sword that was about to be unsheathed also stopped there.

Even when faced with an existence at the fourth level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, Ling Xiao still only used one move.

The bloodthirsty knife stabbed into the opponent's throat.

The other party's body quickly shriveled up.

Seeing Ling Xiao picking up the trophies there, Situ Ying didn't come back to her senses for a long time: "You... what kind of monster are you? Are you really the first level of the Marrow Cleansing Realm?"

"yes!"

Ling Xiao had already finished his hands and disposed of the body.

Suddenly, he slashed towards nothingness.

There was no one there.

Situ Ying was puzzled.

But the next moment, a body fell from the deserted place.

"If you want to sneak attack, find a better opponent and choose me? You are so stupid!"

Ling Xiao shook his head.

He is probably the only being in Jinzhou who has condensed the soul of martial arts. Attack him secretly? Do you really think he can't find it?

"What a monster!"

Situ Ying opened her mouth and watched Ling Xiao collect the loot and move on. She hurriedly followed.

As she walked, she realized something was wrong again.

Along the way, Ling Xiao encountered several forks in the road, but each time, Ling Xiao did not hesitate for a moment and chose a path and left, as if he knew which path led to the right goal.

There is one more thing that is particularly outrageous.

She discovered that after Ling Xiao killed dozens of warriors along the way, his level actually improved again.

"Wait a minute, do you know the road?"

Situ Ying couldn't help but ask.

It was hard for her to ask about cultivation matters, but she had to ask about matters on this road.

"Know!"

Ling Xiao nodded and continued to move forward. Ever since he entered the doubtful tomb, the demon he had gathered had been guiding him in the direction.

How could he not know the way?

After walking for about half an hour, they suddenly found dozens of corpses lying on the ground, apparently having experienced a scuffle.

Ling Xiao walked over and disposed of all the bodies of these people with a bloodthirsty knife.

Although this cannot increase his own ability, it can improve the ability of the bloodthirsty knife, which is still beneficial.

When the Bloodthirsty Knife can be promoted to a high-grade spiritual weapon, it will be very powerful. There are not many high-grade spiritual weapons in the entire Qin State.