Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The old man's tone was full of exploration of the unknown and sincere admiration for Ling Xiao's amazing strength.

Facing the old man's questions, Ling Xiao looked stern and didn't say a word. He took a deep breath, as if he was performing some kind of solemn ceremony, and then five completely different forces in his body suddenly surged, which was the roar and awakening of five dragon souls.

These dragon souls, some majestic like ancient dragons, some agile like blue phoenixes, and some violent like thunder dragons, each exuded a unique aura, but at this moment they miraculously merged and turned into a more powerful force.

Ling Xiao clenched his hands and guided this terrifying energy that gathered the power of five dragon souls into the bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand.

I saw that above the sword soul, the light was bright, and the five colors intertwined and entangled, forming a gorgeous and dangerous picture, as if even the space was slightly distorted under this power.

For a moment, the whole world seemed to feel the threat of this power, and the air was filled with depression and uneasiness.

Ling Xiao's body also trembled violently due to the injection of this power. It was the ultimate test of both the body and the soul. But his eyes were extremely firm, without any intention of retreating, but instead revealed a domineering attitude that looked down on the world.

In the darkness around him, several figures quietly hid. They witnessed all this and were extremely shocked.

One of them couldn't help but exclaimed, his voice was light, but it couldn't hide his shock and admiration: "Divine Transformation Realm... He can actually use his martial soul to such a superb degree, perfectly integrating five completely different powers. This person is really a monster among monsters, rare in the world!"

The other person also nodded in agreement, his tone full of emotion: "Indeed... At such a young age, he can have such achievements. The power and resources behind him must be extraordinary. To be able to cultivate such a genius, that kind of power is probably a behemoth that we can hardly imagine."

"Nonsense, otherwise how could the Jiang family and the Ji family be destroyed? Especially the Ji family, that is one of the best in the East China Sea, with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. Its glory and heritage are enough to make countless forces look up to it. Overnight, it was reduced to ashes, which shows how cruel and resolute Ling Xiao's methods are."

In the words, the speaker's tone was full of shock and sighs about past events, and at the same time, it was mixed with deep fear of Ling Xiao's strength.

"Yes, it's really a sudden change, and the world is unpredictable. Now, let's wait and see what kind of trump card Ling Xiao has! If his strength is only this, today's battlefield may be the place where he will die."

Another person took over the conversation, with a complex light flashing in his eyes, with both expectations for the unknown and desire for a confrontation between strong men.

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The air around seemed to solidify, and everyone held their breath, waiting for Ling Xiao's next move. In this tense and depressing atmosphere, in the distance, Ling Xiao's figure suddenly moved, like a cheetah ready to go before hunting, and the explosive power of that moment made people feel cold.

The step he took forward seemed simple, but it actually contained a thousand pounds of power, and the ground under his feet seemed to tremble.

At the same time, the bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand bloomed with a more dazzling light, like a bloody dragon awakening, wanting to devour everything. This knife was the pinnacle of his bloodthirsty knife skills - Blood Demon Dawn, which was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks and shake the world.

At the moment of swinging the knife, Ling Xiao's figure became blurred. He used the mystery of the Great Luotian Demon Shadow. The speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit of the naked eye. Only a series of residual images were left in the air, as if countless Ling Xiaos were attacking at the same time, which made people dizzy and fearful.

This attack was not only an extreme display of strength, but also a perfect fusion of speed and skill, showing Ling Xiao's extraordinary strength.

Seeing this, the old man's face turned livid in an instant, and a hint of ruthlessness and unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He suddenly exerted force and threw the dragon-headed cane in his hand forward like a whip. The movement was so swift that it brought a whistling wind.

At the dragon head of the cane, the black light was as black as ink, surging, as if it contained a dark power that swallowed everything, pouring out from the inside of the cane and heading straight for Ling Xiao.

Facing this sudden and terrifying attack, Ling Xiao's reaction was also extremely swift.

The God-killing Sword Soul tightly grasped in his left hand seemed to be awakened by some mysterious power at this moment. On the sword body, the light was bright, and a sense of righteousness and cold murderous intent intertwined, suddenly bursting out, turning into a dazzling sword energy, and forcibly blocked the surging black light.

The two forces collided fiercely in the air, erupting with a deafening roar, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble.

Ling Xiao's right hand did not stop at all. The bloodthirsty sword soul in his hand was as flexible as a living thing. While the old man's attention was attracted by the God-killing Sword Soul, he slashed at the old man's chest with lightning speed.

This knife condensed all of Ling Xiao's strength and will. Wherever the knife light passed, the air seemed to be split in two, leaving a clearly visible crack.

After all, the old man was a master of the third level of Tianhe Realm, with rich experience and extraordinary means. Facing this fatal blow, he did not sit and wait for death, but quickly opened his mouth and spurted out a ball of thick black gas.

As soon as this black gas came out, it instantly condensed and formed in the air, turning into a dried corpse, blocking in front of him as a shield to resist the bloodthirsty sword spirit.

However, even with the obstruction of this dried corpse, Ling Xiao's bloodthirsty sword spirit was still unstoppable. It easily penetrated the defense of the dried corpse. Although the power was weakened, it still left a shocking scar on the old man's chest.

The wound was so deep that the bone could be seen. It was an inch deep. Blood gushed out, staining the old man's clothes red, and also reflecting his embarrassment and shock at the moment.

The old man's figure drew a long parabola in the air, and was blown away again by Ling Xiao's terrifying blow. He was hundreds of meters away, and finally fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

He struggled to get up, but could only lie there powerlessly, with resentment and frustration written all over his face.

The pair of eyes that were once full of majesty were now wide open, glaring at Ling Xiao, and his roar was mixed with disbelief and anger: "I have to say, I really underestimated you today! But a mere kid in the God Transformation Realm actually wanted to kill my Tianhe Realm strongman? You...you are so arrogant!"

However, before the old man's roar completely dissipated, Ling Xiao's figure had appeared in front of him like a ghost.

His movements were swift and silent, as if even the air was frozen.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes slightly and slowly raised his hands. An invisible force surged out of his body. That was the secret of soul technique. The sword intent of killing gods instantly condensed and took shape, turning into an incomparably sharp sword light, pointing directly at the depths of the old man's soul.