Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

These people are either arrogant or have enough self-confidence that the Leng family dare not touch them.

The float ship sets sail.

Ling Xiao returned to his cabin.

This is the most luxurious cabin in the entire floating ship. Ling Xiao doesn't like to treat himself badly. If he can get the best, he will naturally use the best.

He has money anyway!

Sitting in the cabin, he practiced and waited.

He didn't know how long the secret realm of Xuanbing Temple could last. He had to think about how to solve this problem now.

A head-on confrontation is not impossible, but it requires the action of a big boss in the Magic Needle Space.

That would be too uneconomical and cost-effective.

If possible, he still hopes to use some strategy.

Ling Xiao had no original hostility towards the Holy Church.

I would do it all then.

"It's really a bad city. It's a pity that if it's given to the Holy Church, it won't be ruined anymore!"

Then, he slashed through the air.

Obviously, the church hasn't discovered me yet.

After putting away these people's storage rings, Ling Xiao looked back at the ship owner and said, "An hour ago, you would have arrived on time."

However, as soon as he took two steps out, he was suddenly surrounded.

He usually kills people.

After saying that, I returned to the cabin and continued practicing.

After saying that, Ling Xiao got on the boat and walked towards the Holy City.

As he finished speaking, Ling Xiao still had a knife in his hand.

It has been eight days, and we have only traveled 10% of the distance.

boom!

After all, once the sacrificial belt is revealed, the identity is actually exposed.

There are often no cranes soaring in the sky, making crisp calls, which adds a bit of vitality to the quiet and solemn city.

Bloodthirsty Blade Soul!

"Holy City?"

Even if the Holy Temple is weak, the Divine Body Realm is still a piece of cake. If they continue to kill like that, I'm afraid they will all be killed.

Our figures shuttled around every corner of the city, forming a moving picture.

There were less than a dozen people surrounding Ling Xiao, all of whom were Wenzezhu warriors.

Suddenly I saw an amazing scene.

Ling Xiao stepped forward and looked coldly at the floating ship opposite.

The shipkeeper was trembling all over.

"Now that I'm here, how can I just go and have a look?"

Before the old man could finish speaking, a cold light suddenly appeared from the void and instantly pierced the old man's throat.

The sky in the Holy City is always clear and cloudy, and the sun shines through the clouds onto the small ground, casting a golden glow over the entire city.

A sword light swept across, and all these dozen people fell to the ground, turning into corpses one after another.

Maybe it was the passengers off the boat or the crew who leaked my secret, but that's all that matters.

That tower is a symbol of the holy city and a holy place that warriors yearn for.

"That's right, now that you know it, why don't you behave..."

The old man reminded.

Ling Xiao looked at the city at his feet.

If I want to live a bad life, I must let the church be able to live a bad life.

Because I am a demon cultivator and the leader of the demon sect.

"Stand back and I'll take care of it!"

The Holy City, that city full of mystery and charm, is the holy place in the hearts of the warriors of Central Continent. It is also the starting point for our pursuit of immortality and exploring the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Ling Xiao shook his head disdainfully.

The airship needs to be recharged again.

I couldn't help but touch my neck, feeling terrified.

"You come to me for revenge?"

The city is like a bright pearl, embedded among the mist-shrouded mountains, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

After doing that, Ling Xiao didn't take another look. He just turned around and looked at the ship owner and said, "If no one makes trouble again and comes directly to you, anyone who dares to block your way will die!"

As long as these low-level players from the headquarters of the Northern Xinjiang Temple take action, I am not generally afraid of the Central Continent Temple. Even if I fight or pass, I can still escape.

After eight days of flying in the airship, Ling Xiao realized that Zhongzhou was not small. I was afraid that a dozen golden continents were just like one Zhongzhou.

The buildings in the city are scattered and scattered, with neither simple and elegant pavilions nor majestic palaces and temples.

Under the city wall, simple runes and ancient patterns are carved. They shine in the sun, telling the vicissitudes of time and the weight of history.

He left the cabin and saw the old man talking to someone outside.

"Are you the one who killed Master Leng Xingyun?" There were many warriors on that floating ship, and one of them, an old man, was probably the strongest, having reached the peak of the divine body realm.

The ship owner is not confused yet!

After saying that, I slowed down and sped towards the city.

"Honor, you don't have an hour to rest. If you don't have time to rest, I suggest you stay under the boat. Once you step into the Holy City, you may be discovered immediately, and any disguise will become meaningless."

After that, if Ling Xiao took out this sacrificial belt and took action directly, I'm afraid he wouldn't have turned into a corpse.

Every building is full of spirituality and vitality, as if echoing the aura between heaven and earth. The streets are narrow and clean, lined with flowers and plants, which are fragrant and refreshing.

The terrifying sword light slashed directly under the floating ship on the opposite side. The floating ship suddenly became complete, moved forward, and fell.

"Holy worship, this place is called the 'Holy City'. It's wrong. It's exactly what you think. Beyond that is the entrance to the Holy Cathedral of Zhongzhou. You have to be careful."

The walls of the Holy City are low and thick, made of a rare spiritual stone. There is a faint brilliance flowing on the surface, as if it contains endless mysteries.

"So little nonsense!"

These people are all capable of flying. Once the floating ship is shattered, death is basically far away.

There is no flying realm under this ship.

In the center of the Holy City, there is a tall tower called the "Holy Tower".

I was just about to speak.

It’s what I usually want to do.

Suddenly, at this moment, the floating ship shook violently, and Ling Xiao frowned, which was not reassuring for him to practice.

Ling Xiao asked calmly.

The tower body is composed of several layers, each layer is inlaid with different gems and spiritual beads, shining with charming brilliance. It is said that only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation can climb to the top of the tower and pry into the secrets of martial arts.

The Holy Church once used despicable methods to destroy the Demon Sect with the help of internal power, and even allowed the Demon Cultivator to survive.

Landed in a small city.

Seeing Ling Xiao come out, the old man smiled bitterly and said, "The worshiper is from the Leng family."

Outside, every warrior carries dreams and hopes and embarks on a journey full of challenges and adventures.

Naturally, the old man had already guessed Ling Xiao's identity.

Seeing that scene, the ship owner's expression changed slightly.

I used to be just Wen Zezhu, and there was no way I could help Ling Xiao.

Every corner of the Holy City is filled with a strong atmosphere of martial arts. The warriors outside are either practicing in seclusion, exchanging their experiences, or exploring the unknown.

At this time, I was very angry.

That enshrined being was truly a headache for even the Holy Church. He was a bad guy who killed a dozen divine body realm warriors with just one move.