Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

In those eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent, a look of unspeakable fear suddenly emerged, as if he had seen something terrifying that made his soul tremble.

Looking up at the sky above the sky array, a strange figure appeared there at some point. This man was dressed in a black robe, and his clothes were windless. He was surrounded by a demonic energy that was so rich that it was almost condensed into substance. He seemed to be a demon coming out of the Nine Netherlands.

He stood quietly in the void, without words or movements, but just his presence seemed to cover the entire world under a cloud, making the surrounding space tremble, and even more so the one-horned horn. The man felt unprecedented oppression and despair.

The face of the man in black robe was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and the specific appearance could not be seen clearly, but his eyes were as dark and deep as the abyss, emitting a heart-stopping light. His appearance seemed to break some ancient balance, causing the entire battlefield to change color.

An ominous premonition surged in the one-horned man's heart. He knew that this sudden appearance of the man in black robe might become his biggest threat today.

The face of the unicorn man became extremely solemn at this moment, and could even be said to be in a state of almost panic. His eyes flashed with uneasiness and fear, as if he had seen something indescribable horror.

His body involuntarily retreated until he completely left the coverage of the sky array. It seemed that only through that mysterious array could he barely regain a sense of security.

However, this sense of security did not last long, because the man in black robe seemed to ignore the existence of the sky formation. With a slight step, he crossed the boundaries of the formation and came to the front of the one-horned man.

The appearance of the man in black robe made the ugly face of the one-horned man become even more pale as paper, and his fear was palpable. He tried hard to suppress the trembling in his heart, and asked in a voice that was almost trembling to the point of deformation: "Your Excellency...who is your Excellency?" The words were squeezed out of his throat with difficulty, and every word seemed to be weighed down by heavy stones. Average stay.

The man in black robe did not answer immediately, but just stood there quietly, the demonic energy surrounding him becoming more and more intense, as if even the surrounding air was solidified.

After a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice low and majestic: "You are about to kill my apprentice, but you still have the nerve to ask me who he is?" As soon as these words came out, the one-horned man's heart suddenly jumped. As soon as he sank, he realized that what he was facing today might be a powerful existence far beyond his imagination.

The true identity of the man in black robe is naturally the clone of the Demon Soul King. This supreme powerhouse among the Demon Sect, although his clone cannot leave the Demon Needle Space for a long time, and every move consumes a lot of energy, and may even cause the clone to completely dissipate, but at this moment, he has to show up.

Because he must not allow Ling Xiao, the future star of the Demon Sect, to fall here.

The appearance of the Demon Soul King's clone was not only to save Ling Xiao, but also to serve as a warning to the One-Horned Man and even the entire Ji family. He wants everyone to know that the future of the Demon Sect is inviolable, and anyone who dares to challenge the authority of the Demon Sect will face unbearable consequences.

Hearing this, a flash of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of the one-horned male Jijiao, as if his long-standing doubts were answered at this moment.

He murmured to himself: "I see, I mean, if an arrogant and unruly person like Ling Xiao didn't have the help of an expert behind him, how could he have survived in this troubled world so far, and even nearly destroyed the Jiang family?" A giant? Now it seems that you are the driving force behind all this!"

Ji Jiao's words contained both shock at the power behind Ling Xiao and awe at the identity of the man in black robes in front of him.

The man in black robe, the avatar of the Demon Soul King, smiled slightly when he heard this. The smile not only recognized Ji Jiao's intelligence, but also revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"You are very smart. Indeed, communicating with smart people can always save a lot of trouble." Demon Soul King continued in an unquestionable commanding tone, "Now, I ask you, what is your name? Where do you come from? "

Faced with the Demon Soul King's direct inquiry, Ji Jiao did not dare to be negligent in the slightest, although she was reluctant in every way. He took a deep breath, tried to calm down the turmoil in his heart, and said slowly: "I am Ji Jiao, so named because he was born with a single horn. In the Ji family, although I dare not say that he has a high position, he still has a certain status. . The Ji family is a famous family with a long history on this continent. It has influence all over the world and has countless powerful people."

When Ji Jiao said these words, he deliberately emphasized his tone, trying to remind the Demon Soul King that if he was killed here, it would definitely cause a strong reaction from the Ji family, and the consequences would be disastrous.

"Haha, Ji Jiao, Ji Jiao, your fear is unnecessary." The Demon Soul King's clone raised an indifferent smile at the corner of his mouth. In that smile, there was both compassion for Ji Jiao's ignorance and absolute confidence in his own strength.

"I am not a murderous person. To me, your life is just like an ant, not worthy of my own hands. If something unexpected happens to you, it will be fate. Maybe it will be my disciple Ling Xiao, or someone else. It was his friends, not my direct fault."

After saying this, the Demon Soul King's clone's eyes suddenly became sharp, as if he could see into the deepest fears of people's hearts. "Ji Jiao, please go back and inform the head of your family so that he can be prepared. In ten days, Ling Xiao will come to the Ji family in person to avenge his father and take his head. If anyone in the Ji family dares to stand in the way, they will Become an enemy of me at your own risk.”

Speaking of this, the voice of the Demon Soul King clone revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if even the heaven and earth changed color. His words not only contained contempt for the strength of the Ji family, but also contained unlimited confidence in Ling Xiao's future potential.

Faced with such a strong declaration from the Demon Soul King clone, Ji Jiao's face became more and more ugly. He gritted his teeth and tried not to let his fear leak out. He knew that although the black-robed man in front of him spoke lightly, every word revealed unquestionable strength and determination.

"Although you are strong, the head of our Ji family is one of the three recognized geniuses in the East China Sea. He has shown amazing talent and strength since he was a child and is famous all over the world. Although you are full of confidence, it is probably not easy to take his life. What's more, your apprentice Ling Xiao, although gifted, is young after all. How can he be compared with my head?"

Ji Jiao's words were a bit unwilling and stubborn, trying to win a trace of dignity and hope for the Ji family.

However, the Demon Soul King clone just smiled faintly, and that smile was full of pity for Ji Jiao's ignorance and infinite expectations for Ling Xiao's future.

"Being young does not mean being weak. Ling Xiao's potential is far beyond your imagination. As for your family master, if he is really that powerful, let him prepare to face Ling Xiao's challenge. Remember, the road to becoming a strong person is never built by reputation and status, but requires real fighting."