Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

From the woman's perspective, Ling Xiao not only mastered the Soul Sword Intent of the Demon Soul King, but also transformed it to be even better. Such talent and strength were indeed impressive.

The Demon Soul King silently observed from the side, and the shock in his heart could not be greater. He was well aware of the complexity and profundity of the Soul Sword Intent, but Ling Xiao was able to condense it to such a terrifying level, which was simply beyond his imagination.

He couldn't help but sigh: This boy is indeed an extraordinary person selected by the World-Destroying Demonic Needle. His talent and strength are simply unparalleled.

"This is for you!" the woman suddenly said, her voice echoing in the silent air, with a hint of unquestionable determination.

She opened her mouth slightly, as if performing some mysterious ritual. Immediately afterwards, a deep and dazzling black light shot out from her mouth, like a bolt of lightning in the dark night, instantly piercing the silence around her.

This black light is not an ordinary light, it seems to contain some mysterious power, which makes people involuntarily awe.

Black light galloped through the air, heading straight towards Lingxiao with a fierce momentum. In the astonished eyes of everyone, it was finally inserted into the ground in front of Ling Xiao.

When the black light dissipated, a sword gradually revealed its true appearance. The hilt of this sword is extremely strange, like the head of a demon god, so ferocious and majestic that people dare not look directly at it. The sword body was completely black, as if it was swallowed up by endless darkness, exuding a strange and powerful aura.

Even without actually touching the sword, Ling Xiao could feel the terrifying evil intention contained within it. This demonic intention seems to have endless magic power, which shocks people in their consciousness.

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down the excitement in my heart, but my eyes involuntarily revealed my desire and curiosity for that sword.

I took a deep breath and said to the man: "Thank you, junior, for reminding me that you will use it with care. You know the power of that sword and understand your responsibility. You will do your best to let the devil control you." "

"We have practiced for a hundred years less than him. We have already become the top evil-level weaklings in the world. Now we have become the most respected people in Baize Xiaolu. If he meets us, he will probably not be in danger for his life. "

When the man said that, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes. You obviously hope that Wu Dao will die because of that sword.

Although my martial arts strength has not fully recovered, my eyes are looking at each other normally. I fully understand the importance of that sword and the responsibility I shoulder.

"Now, although the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword will bring you less trouble, for you, it is just one less opportunity for experience and growth. Now you don't have enough troubles. One less is nothing.”

"Although your demon sect was once destroyed by the Holy Church, the power of the demon cultivators is still very small. We are scattered in every corner, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback. If the news that he possesses the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword spreads, these demon cultivators will Xiu will definitely swarm here and try to snatch the legendary sword."

You let out a long sigh, as if you were sighing at the permanence of the world, but you didn't seem to have any peace of mind about the future. You said hastily: "Misfortune and fortune depend on each other, and the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword will undoubtedly give him the power he has never had before." Combat power makes him more successful on the road to Lingxiao."

Before hearing this, Wu Dao just smiled indifferently, as if he had expected all that.

The man stared at Martial Arts, his eyes filled with admiration and love, as if he had seen something special and rare. The more you look at it, the more you feel that martial arts are ordinary, and you can't help but feel an inexplicable anger in your heart.

"That is the legendary Demon Lord Black Sky Sword. The terror of the demonic intent contained in the sword is enough to make anyone fearful." The man spoke hastily, your voice full of seriousness and warning. You stared at Martial Arts and continued: "The demonic intention is weak and evil. Once he can control it and is swallowed by it, he will lose himself and become a tool that only knows killing. He will never return to his former self." "

Wu Dao nodded gratefully, then closed his eyes, finished adjusting his breathing and regained his strength.

The man looked at Wu Dao's calm and compulsive look, and nodded secretly in his heart.

The man paused, and there was a hint of solemnity in his voice: "There are countless weak among them. Each of us possesses profound cultivation and terrifying strength. Generally, it is the eight weak who possess the Demon Sect's treasure. , our existence is even more frightening.”

You took a deep breath and continued: "Therefore, you sincerely remind him that after he has enough strength, the worst is to have no contact with those eight people. He needs to concentrate on training and improve his strength. As long as Without that, he would be able to better control the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword and gain a foothold in that troubled world."

The man sighed heavily, you know the worries and curiosity of martial arts.

"However, along with that power comes endless troubles and disturbances. With such a powerful weapon, he will attract countless covetousness and hostility, and his path of cultivation will probably become more difficult and intense."

You know very well that Nian Zhongren did not have a mind and courage far beyond ordinary people. It was that kind of character that allowed me to go further and further on the road to the sky. You suspect that as long as Shi Xin can maintain that tenacity and determination, I will definitely be able to become a giant in the future.

I shook my head heavily, looked at the ground and said: "Junior, you are no longer mentally prepared. On the road to the sky, you have long been accustomed to ups and downs, facing countless challenges and difficulties."

You looked at Wu Dao and said hurriedly: "We do not have the power to revive the Demon Sect. However, as he said, we have not been able to successfully revive the Demon Sect in the past hundred years. The reasons are far-reaching, but no matter what the reasons are, we have not succeeded!"

"Well, he is no longer mentally prepared, which is the worst." The man's deep eyes revealed a bit of relief, and you continued: "In the Demon Sect, emotions are often covered by interests, and people fight for their own interests."

The man nodded with satisfaction after hearing Wu Dao's answer. You are not sure about Wu Dao's ability now, and you also doubt that I can control the sword. You smiled slightly and said: "That's it, you doubt that he can do it. Now, he should rest and recover his strength."

Wu Dao was surprised by the man's words. I thought for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Youngster, why are you telling you so frankly? These eight weaklings, we have the treasure of the Demon Sect in our hands. Is it possible for us to revive the Demon Sect?" There was some confusion and confusion in my voice.

You paused, a trace of worry flashing in your eyes, but then you became hesitant: "Of course, you know that he is an extremely stupid old man and should be able to understand the interests involved. But you still have to remind him that the sword is not something that can be controlled by ordinary people. To use it, he must have enough concentration, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."