Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

These warriors were dressed in uniform, their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they exuded the unique pressure of high-level Tianhe Realm warriors, which made people feel awe.

At the same time, behind Ling Xiao and Long Chen, thirty-six equally powerful warriors quietly appeared.

They echoed the twelve warriors who appeared before, forming a delicate confrontation. These warriors are all high-level Tianhe Realm warriors. Their auras are intertwined, making the whole space seem to be shrouded by an invisible force.

Forty-eight high-level Tianhe Realm warriors! This force, even in the entire Zhenmo Mansion, is a force that cannot be underestimated. Their appearance undoubtedly made this confrontation more tense and fierce.

This Duanmu family is really powerful enough. It can't help but make people feel a little emotional and envious to have such a powerful lineup at once.

At this moment, Long Chen's brows were tightly furrowed, and his deep eyes flashed with solemnity and determination. He knew that the situation at hand could not tolerate any hesitation or retreat.

Ling Xiao still maintained his indifference and composure. He smiled lightly, with a bit of teasing and disdain in his tone:

"You Duanmu family, you really think highly of me. So many masters besieged me, it's really shameless. But this is also a good thing, let me get rid of you all at once, so as to save trouble in the future."

Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at Long Chen, with a playful smile on his lips: "Brother, what do you think? Do you also think they are too arrogant?"

Long Chen's face was still as calm as water, his eyes were firm and cold, as if he was ready for a fight: "Kill! No need to say more, just do it directly."

Ling Xiao heard this, a trace of appreciation and tacit understanding flashed in his eyes. He nodded, his voice was low and powerful: "Okay, then kill! Today, let them see the strength of the two of us!"

As he said, Ling Xiao suddenly showed a grim smile, which contained endless domineering and self-confidence.

His current strength is no longer what it used to be. Unless a Tianren realm warrior takes action, no one can do anything to him. He thought to himself that if he didn't use some means to shock these villains, they would really think he was easy to bully.

"But brother, remember," Ling Xiao's eyes became extremely serious, "If the Tianren realm doesn't take action, you don't take action. The rest, leave it to me to solve. I want them to know that if they anger me, Ling Xiao, the consequences will be unbearable for them!"

"Understood!" Long Chen nodded firmly, his eyes revealed his absolute trust in Ling Xiao. He knew that Ling Xiao didn't let him take action easily, and there must be deeper considerations, perhaps he had already noticed the hidden crisis around him.

Long Chen was secretly alert in his heart, he knew that the current situation was much more complicated than it seemed on the surface.

The enemies Ling Xiao faced were not only the high-level Tianhe realm warriors in front of him, but also more likely to hide the Tianren realm warriors with more terrifying strength. They might be observing in the dark, looking for the best time to take action.

Therefore, Long Chen must always be vigilant and ready to deal with possible emergencies. He clenched his fists, and the true energy in his body surged, as if it would burst out at any time. His eyes were fixed on Ling Xiao, ready to provide him with the most powerful support at the critical moment.

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Zhenmofu City, this magnificent city stands in the center of Zhenmofu, and is the core of the entire Zhenmofu power. The buildings in the city are scattered and orderly, and every brick and tile reveals the precipitation of years and the thickness of history.

The glittering temple is a shining pearl in Zhenmofu City. It is towering into the clouds and magnificent, as if it is a sacred temple. Inside the temple, there is a spacious and bright hall, and the walls of the hall are inlaid with various precious gems, making the whole space full of dazzling light.

Inside the hall, twelve chairs are carefully displayed. These chairs are not only beautifully shaped, but also contain endless majesty and power. They symbolize the highest power in the temple, and only those with noble status and powerful strength are qualified to sit in.

The Lord of the East Sea Holy Hall, the legendary figure of the Demon Suppression House, is sitting at the top of the table. He is wearing a gorgeous golden robe, a dazzling crown on his head, and exudes an extraordinary temperament.

Beside him, there are four people sitting, the four bishops of the East Sea Holy Hall. They are also dressed in gorgeous clothes, with serious and solemn faces, as if they are ready to face any challenge at any time.

At this moment, a petite but extremely domineering figure floated into the hall. This is a woman, she is wearing an extremely luxurious phoenix robe, which is embroidered with various exquisite patterns and flashing with dazzling light.

Her steps are light and firm, as if every step is stepping on the pulse of the air.

She is full of the aura of an emperor, which is a kind of innate nobility and majesty.

Her face is beautiful and cold, as if nothing in the world can move her heart. She is the Queen Qianfeng, the Palace Master of the Queen Palace, and also one of the three masters of the Demon Suppression House.

The appearance of Empress Qian Feng shocked the entire hall. She nodded slightly to the Holy Lord to show her respect. Then, she sat down gracefully. Her sitting posture was dignified and generous, as if the entire hall became more solemn because of her presence.

The Holy Lord's eyes were deep and complex. He glanced at Qian Feng lightly, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Empress, you are still so domineering and charming. However, I heard that your enemy's disciple has grown very well now. Are you really not worried at all?"

Qian Feng frowned slightly, and a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in her cold eyes.

She naturally knew that the "enemy's disciple" mentioned by the Holy Lord was Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao, the disciple of the man who had been abandoned and plotted against by her, was only half a disciple, but the relationship between master and disciple still existed. She couldn't be completely unconcerned about his growth and threat.

At this moment, another figure appeared at the door of the hall. It was Qian Baiyun, the head of Sitong Commercial Bank. He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, with a warm smile on his face, and walked in steadily. His appearance changed the atmosphere in the hall slightly, and everyone cast their eyes on him.

The person who entered with Qian Baiyun was the head of Bada Commercial Bank. He was mysterious and wore an exquisite mask, revealing only a pair of deep eyes, as if he didn't want to reveal his true identity. His steps were light and calm, giving people a feeling of being unfathomable.