Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

After absorbing Ji Haisheng's power, the giant tripod became even larger and more terrifying. The luster flowing on it was like a substance, which made people dare not look directly at it. At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to be shrouded by this power, and fell into a state of depression and heaviness.

Boom!

At that moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and the collision between the sword and the tripod was like the collision of stars, releasing a terrifying force that was enough to shake the mountains and rivers.

The moment the two came into contact, the space seemed to be squeezed and distorted by endless pressure, and a deafening roar broke out. The sound was deafening, and it shook people's minds and hearts, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Huang Hai and Huang Xiangu, two powerful masters with strong cultivation in the distance, could not help but show horror at this moment, and their eyes were full of disbelief and shock. The surrounding Ji family warriors, those warriors who were once brave and fearless on the battlefield, were also trembling at this moment, as if they were not facing a battle, but a disaster that could destroy everything.

Ling Xiao, this young strong man, what kind of ability does he have to be able to face off against Ji Haisheng, the ancestor of the Ji family? Such a scene made everyone present feel unbelievable, and their hearts were full of doubts and awe.

The roar echoed between heaven and earth for a long time. The aftermath of the energy collision was like a violent storm, engulfing everything around it. Whether it was rocks, plants, or air dust, they were all completely stirred at this moment, forming a chaos.

The energy surged and entangled, as if retreating a sound contest, and the result of that contest would directly determine the outcome of that battle.

Finally, after a quarter of an hour of calm collision, the terrifying roar gradually weakened and finally disappeared. The dust settled, and everything seemed to have returned to the fierceness, but the air was still filled with thick smoke and murderous atmosphere.

Bang!

"Haha, today you finally understand why the Demon Sect is so prosperous and divided. It turns out that is their way, their belief - at the critical moment, even the most basic division and mutual assistance can be abandoned, just for their own selfish interests. How can such a sect expect no one to help in times of crisis?

"My eldest son, you Ji Haisheng has been around for half a lifetime and has seen countless heroes, but it is rare for him to dare to challenge someone like you with just his courage. His courage, you Kang Jiezhu really admire it from the bottom of your heart.

However, what responded to me was the indifferent and hesitant voice of the Demon Soul King: "No matter what! Ji Hai, he needs to understand that the real weak is not only possessing extraordinary strength, but more importantly, possessing a tough and forbearing heart.

Today's predicament is the tempering of his growth. If he can find a chance to survive in desperation, he can truly understand the true meaning of power. Although you, the Demon Soul King, are not sentimental, you will also intervene in his trials at will. Remember, forbearance is for a weaker outbreak."

Ji Haisheng's voice was high and weak, and every word seemed to hit Kang Jie's heart like a heavy hammer, revealing the determination and cruelty in my heart.

My roar shook the earth, and every word seemed to burst out from the bottom of my heart, full of my persistence in martial arts and humanity and my desire for family affection. At that moment, Ji Hai vowed to fight against the fate of that public to the end.

Ji Hai heard this and a mocking smile appeared on his lips. This smile showed neither contempt for the Demon Soul King's ideas nor a deep insight into the fate of the Demon Sect.

I stared at Ji Hai with a sharp gaze, as if I wanted to completely kill the young man who threatened me in the bud.

"Forbearance? He said forbearance?!" Ji Hai's voice echoed in the empty battlefield, with uncontrollable anger and resentment. My eyes were red, as if there was no flame burning. This was the deep pain of the capture of my best friend and the imprisonment of my loved ones, and it was also a weak rebuttal to the Demon Soul King's cold remarks.

However, strength, the law of the world, has never been partial to a person's courage or will. Today, he is facing the power and wisdom accumulated by your Ji family for hundreds of years. He has no way out and a chance of survival. "

Forget it, since he is so determined and willing to lend a hand, you, Ji Hai, will face it all alone. Life and death are up to fate, and wealth and honor are up to God. Although you are just an ordinary person, you also know what responsibility and morality are. If a person lives according to his own beliefs, what is the meaning of life? Wang Si, who lived for a thousand years, lived longer, but he is just Wang Si, and there is no fun."

Ji Haisheng knew that if the talent and potential shown by Ji Hai could be eradicated as soon as possible, it would become a huge hidden danger to my Ji family and even the entire Xiaolu in the future. Therefore, I must kill the threat now at all costs.

"When your friend was imprisoned, you stood by and watched? When your mother was imprisoned by a sentimental person, how could you hide peacefully? Everyone fought for you, but you wanted to escape from the battle? For you, such forbearance is more unacceptable than death! Is it that giving up all principles and betraying your conscience is not the so-called way of forbearance? You, Kang Jie, will never set foot on such a road!" Just then, a figure suddenly fell from mid-air and hit the ground heavily, stirring up a cloud of dust. The figure stood up in a hurry, it was Ji Hai. My face was as pale as paper, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of my mouth. Obviously, I was seriously injured in that battle. However, my eyes were still hesitant and sharp, without any retreat or fear.

I know very well that if I can use the Tianluo magic tool with restrictions today, I may not be able to fight Kang Jiezhu to the end. But reality is always cruel, and I must accept that fact. However, I did not regret it, because at this moment, using the Tianluo magic tool is the only correct choice.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my inner fluctuations, and then sent a voice message to retreat into the magic needle space, asking for help from the younger generation of the Demon Soul King who had never appeared: "Younger generation of the Demon Soul King, you know that you have been watching, and you may not have considered it. But at this moment, your life is hanging by a thread. If you really have no expectations for you, or have no teachings for you, I hope you can help. You, Ji Hai, must remember it in your heart, and I will repay you in the future."

Facing Ji Haisheng's step-by-step pressure, although Ji Hai was not happy in his heart, he also understood his current situation.

"It's a pity that I can't use the Tianluo magic tool again today." Ji Hai sighed in his heart. Tianluo Magic Tool, this is a trump card in my hand, but its use is subject to many restrictions.

However, the voice of the Demon Soul King is still fierce and indifferent, and my words are as piercing as ice: "Those who succeed in small things are obsessed with subtle emotional entanglements. Outside the world of magic cultivation, relatives and friends are just tools and stepping stones to the road to the truth. Only by making use of all available resources can one climb to the top. He still needs to be more mature and understand the true meaning of it."