Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After a long period of running-in and interweaving, the two completely different sword intentions finally completed a perfect fusion in Ling Xiao's body. This process was both a baptism and a transformation for Ling Xiao.

What he felt was not just the simple addition of two powers, but the birth of a new and unprecedented power.

This power burst out from his body like a volcanic eruption, and a more terrifying and deeper breath emanated from his body, as if even the surrounding air was distorted by this breath.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes tightly, as if he was communicating deeply with this new power. He could clearly feel that his power was rapidly increasing, as if this power had broken through all his previous limits and allowed him to stand at a new height.

His heartbeat accelerated and his blood boiled, as if every cell in his body was cheering and celebrating this great moment.

At the same time, the Black Horned Demon Dragon, who had originally despised Ling Xiao, also noticed the huge change in Ling Xiao's breath at this moment.

In its red eyes, the original disdain and contempt had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a trace of undisguised fear. It stared at Ling Xiao with wide eyes, as if trying to find out something from Ling Xiao.

Suddenly, the black-horned dragon let out a deafening roar, and the sound was like a terrifying thunder exploding in the night sky, making everything around it tremble.

It opened its huge bloody mouth, and a thick black venom gushed out, heading straight for Ling Xiao. It obviously hadn't felt the terrifying breath under Ling Xiao, and tried to kill Ling Xiao first, so as to eliminate the potential threat.

Facing the fierce attack of the white-horned dragon, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with heat and hesitation. A sarcastic arc appeared on the corner of my mouth, as if I had already seen through the other party's intention, and I said in a heavy voice: "It's not too late!"

In the past, it was better to use that trick more often. After all, it was not a race with the god of death. It would definitely kill with one blow, and then I would fall into a desperate situation.

With the disappearance of the first spot of light, the white-horned dragon completely disappeared from that world. It seemed that it had never existed, leaving only Ling Xiao's indifferent and hesitant back, and the smoke that had not yet dissipated on the battlefield.

Ling Xiao nodded firmly, his voice full of confidence: "That's right!"

The man heard the words and suddenly burst into a small laugh: "Hahahaha, it's really better than the master! Mo Li, he saw the potential and talent of the eldest son, and you asserted that my future will definitely surpass him."

As a clone of the leader of the Demon Sect, you naturally inherited the arrogant character of the leader. On weekdays, you are very likely to oppose me, but at this moment, your recognition and appreciation of Ling Xiao are beyond words.

You hadn't made up your mind. If Ling Xiao lost the upper hand in the battle with the White Horned Dragon, you would resolutely come to his rescue. However, to your surprise, Ling Xiao actually defeated the White Horned Dragon's clone completely by himself.

I shook my body, as if I could fall down at any time. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer and sat down directly on the ground. My eyes were full of fatigue, but less of a sense of relief and satisfaction.

As soon as the voice fell, the power in my body, which had been fused with the God-Slaying Sword Intent and the Bloodthirsty Knife Intent, suddenly awakened like a sleeping beast and exploded. The power instantly turned into a surging torrent, rushing straight towards the White Horned Dragon with a rivaling momentum.

Boom!

But at this moment, I felt less of a sense of satisfaction and pride. I successfully completed that challenge and proved my strength and courage. I suspect that as long as I continue to work hard, one day, I will stand at the pinnacle of martial arts and overlook all living beings.

Seeing the shocking scene behind him, the man's eyes narrowed in astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it.

In the martial arts training system, below the Hunyuan Realm is the lower Wuhun Realm, and before the Wuhun Realm is the Tongtian Realm that people look up to.

You know, even if the clone of the white-horned demon dragon is only a part of its original power, it is equivalent to the strength of a weak person in the Tongtian Realm.

I felt as if my head was hit by a tangible heavy hammer for more than a dozen times in a row. This pain almost made me unable to breathe. If my soul power was weak enough, I'm afraid I would have fainted at this moment.

The white-horned demon dragon let out a happy wail, and its body trembled violently in the air, as if it would collapse at any time. In the end, it could no longer withstand the impact of that force and fell to the ground with a bang.

That battle was an unprecedented challenge for me. The God-killing Sword Intention and the Bloodthirsty Knife Intention, those two peerless martial arts, I combined them in actual combat for the first time. Although the power before the fusion was terrifying enough to shake the world, I also paid a huge price before releasing it.

Wherever the torrent passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound. In the impact of that force, the white venom sprayed by the white-horned dragon seemed so small that it was instantly swallowed by the torrent and dissipated into the air as a wisp of green smoke.

Although it had just entered the Tongtian realm, such an existence would be a formidable weakling anywhere. However, now, it was killed by a warrior who was only in the eighth level of the Hunyuan realm, which was simply unbelievable.

Its body was torn into pieces in the collision, turning into countless fragments and flying everywhere. Among the fragments, there were still spots of light flashing, which was a symbol of its former weakness, but now it has become a witness to its demise.

"His unique soul technique should be the soul sword meaning he learned from the Demon Soul King and transformed by his skillful hands, right?" The man looked at Wu Juan sharply, and his tone revealed a bit of curiosity and inquiry.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm my slow breathing. I know that although that move is amazingly powerful, it is also a very small consumption of my life.

Ling Xiao was able to cross such a huge gap with a high realm and defeat the weaklings in the Tongtian realm. It was undoubtedly an unprecedented feat. The man couldn't help but marvel at Ling Xiao's strength and talent, and was also impressed by the courage and wisdom he showed.

"Youngster, you see, you have defeated your opponent, and now it should be time for you to fulfill your promise, right?" The powerful voice of Ling Xiao's son of God echoed in the air, accompanied by a deep gasp, revealing my exhaustion at the moment.

A deafening roar echoed under the battlefield. This was the huge sound produced by the collision between the torrent and the white-horned dragon's body. Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, they saw the torrent of water break through the white-horned dragon's solid scales with ease and go straight to its vital points.