Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

For a moment, the sky was filled with light, and energy barriers of various colors emerged one after another.

Some of these barriers are as hard as steel, while others are as flexible as running water, but without exception they all exude a powerful aura.

They intertwined into a huge energy network in the air, firmly sealing in the destructive power released by Beijiang Hall Master.

When the leader of Beijiang Hall saw this, his expression became even more ferocious. He roared, constantly stimulating the power in his body, trying to break through the blockade of the masters.

However, although his power is powerful, it seems to be somewhat powerless under the combined efforts of all the masters.

The masters did not show any weakness. They gritted their teeth and tried their best to maintain the stability of the barrier.

Sweat beaded on their foreheads, but determination shone in their eyes.

They know that retreating at this moment will mean the loss of countless lives, and they must persist.

After a fierce battle, the power of Beijiang Hall Master was finally blocked by the barriers of the masters.

The destructive power gradually dissipated under the barrier, and finally turned into nothingness.

The Spirit Emperor shook his head to throw away his irritated mood, and roared at everyone to vent his frustration.

"He should concentrate on his cultivation, and leave the other matters to you!"

The pendant of Bai Mu Shen was also shattered.

The leader of Beijiang Hall also fell into a brief silence after experiencing this failure.

No matter what, the Tyrant Empire won that battle.

Madman Xiao shook his head and said: "Since you stand with the Tyrant Empire, from the end of this day, you have not decided to lead it to the death."

The Spirit Emperor looked at the crowd and said: "Xing Hui and the others want to leave Ling Xiao now, but it's still too late, otherwise once the Holy Church comes back, it won't be the end for all of you."

"You will leave!"

Wow!

But in Batian City, the Spirit Emperor summoned the lower levels of the Batian Empire, as well as the lower levels of Douzong and Xuanbing Temple to discuss matters.

Ge Qiang turned around and left. From the next battle, I benefited little.

…

If so!

The most frightening thing is that when these people from the temple returned to Ge Qiang's headquarters, they found that basically all the monsters we had left were killed.

People know what happened, but we know that the Tyrant Empire can be messed with.

Inside, there was a joyous celebration.

Now I just wait for the return of Hall Master Lingxiao. After the return of Hall Master Lingxiao, we have to stop any plans we have, preserve ourselves, and abandon everything inside.

"Cheer, soldiers! You have won! Today, the Tyrant Empire celebrates with everyone!"

Emperor Ling listened to the words of Hall Master Lingxiao with a cold expression on his face. I care about what happened eight years ago, but the disappearance of Li Yunkuang and others makes me less sad.

"Okay, please!"

"Oh, they'd better leave you alone."

"Stupid fart, hurry up and practice. He has to take care of other things. He has improved his strength and is weaker than anything else."

The puppet was completely shattered!

Linghuang said.

They knew they had successfully prevented a disaster. Although they all felt exhausted, the joy and pride in their hearts made them forget their physical fatigue.

The leader of Lingxiao Hall left the last harsh words: "Spiritual Emperor, eight years ago, he returned to the time of his death. He was waiting!"

The Tyrant Empire basically lost someone.

Before the others dispersed, no one went to celebrate. Everyone devoted themselves to crazy cultivation.

Xie Beijiang watched Hall Master Ge Qiang's puppet smash into pieces, patted the Spirit Emperor on the shoulder, and retreated into the magic needle space.

Several people cheered!

We all know that that return trip was just a temporary failure. Eight years ago, the true form of the Lingxiao Hall Master appeared, and this was the real contest.

boom!

Even though we made preparations when we returned, because something happened within the Qixia Sect, our preparations were in vain.

The Tyrant Empire won, and the temple was immediately closed!

Ge Qiangnan glanced at the Spirit Emperor and said, "He should know that he is the foundation of the Tyrant Empire. If he falls, you will also fall."

Except for these few patrons of the Spirit Emperor, not many others died.

The little chief priest directly announced that the church was closed!

"gone!"

No one would have thought of such a thing.

"Okay, sir, the problem has been solved. It's time for you to go back. Remember, I have to call you if something happens. After all, he only has you left."

But in the battle in the temple, almost all the warriors above the Hunyuan realm were lost.

"the same as you!"

Even if I know that these people are just doppelgängers, how could I be sad when they suddenly left after being together for so long.

The Spirit Emperor sighed.

He looked at the masters, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew that his plan had completely failed and that I had to pay the price for my actions.

Mu Xuanyu said: "The mysterious man Xuan Bing trusts him so much. You have reason to believe it."

There's a mistake, among the young guys, only Xie Beijiang is left.

Ji Mingkong glanced at the Spirit Emperor and said.

When a series of news reached the ears of Ge Qiang's people through the scouts, many people were stunned.

Jumping and singing excitedly, the battle that might have been ruined was won, and it was a small victory.

Even the Spirit Emperor also knows that the fight was fought by these guys and Bai Mu Shen. If I wanted to win last time, I had to become weaker.

…

When the experts saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Ge Qiang can basically only rely on himself now, so next, I must weaken more slowly, otherwise, eight years ago, when the master of Lingxiao Hall returned, it would really be my end.

Nabatian Empire truly became Ling Xiao's giant.

"Everyone, you are also hiding it from them. In that little battle, you used all your cards. They have to expect you to let these juniors take action, because we have really disappeared, and there is only one junior from Xie Beijiang, and it may not be Lingxiaotang. The adversary of the Lord.”

After the young guys left, they left me with too little, and I needed to digest it.

The Spiritual Emperor took a deep look at Ji Mingkong. From time to time, I was thinking, must there be that man? Would I still be able to live like this?

But now, we have lost.

"Bad, in that case, in the next eight years, seize the time to improve your strength. Now Ling Xiao's situation has changed very little. Muzhou and Jinzhou have become the worst places to practice. They should move the sect here and completely If you take root there and find resources, you will also find ways.”

As Ge Qiang's only overlord, the Holy Church cannot compete with anyone, not even the mysterious Huangquan or Laoshan.

Only the elite among the elite survived because they were protected. Even Jinyan and Zulong were able to open the formation that protected us.

Because everyone knows that winning that battle is our fault.

Ji Mingkong gave everything he had to that country and to me. I will definitely be able to solve the smallest trouble. I am so qualified for this.