Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Sure enough, my trip here was not in vain. Even if I don't get the Demonic Essence Fruit, just practicing in this black swamp will be of great benefit to me." Ling Xiao felt an indescribable joy in his heart, and he felt deeply He took a deep breath and felt the surge of power in his body. This harvest far exceeded his initial expectations.

Looking back, it was Long Yingtian's words that made him determined to step into this dangerous graveyard of all demons. At this moment, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with gratitude to Long Yingtian. If not, how could he have obtained such precious opportunities and growth in such a desperate situation?

Soon, while continuing to swallow the demonic energy, he cautiously moved forward, and finally came to the legendary demonic fruit tree.

The Demonic Fruit Tree in front of me has lush branches and thick trunks, like an ancient demon god, standing quietly in this black swamp. On the tree, five dark and shiny fruits were clearly visible. They emitted a faint light, but were shrouded in a strange layer of black mist, making the light obscure and mysterious.

However, although this Demonic Yuan Fruit looks so attractive, the smell it emits is unflattering. It is an indescribable fishy smell, as if it is mixed with countless disgusting smells, which makes people smell it. The nauseating smell is like the smell of rotten eggs mixed with rotting corpses, making people feel fearful.

Ling Xiao's movements were smooth and decisive, as if every wave contained a certain rhythm between heaven and earth. With a slight wave of his hand, the five demonic fruits emitting a faint black light seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and escaped instantly. It reached the top of the tree, turned into a stream of light, and fell steadily into an exquisite jade box in his palm.

This jade box looks ordinary, but it faintly exudes an aura that isolates the world and seals away all things. It is obviously a rare treasure, and it is perfect for storing such rare magic essence fruit.

This time, he did not ask for the demonic fruit tree, and a trace of wisdom and determination flashed in his eyes.

In a dangerous place like the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery, the Demonic Fruit Tree may be able to provide him with a steady stream of Demonic Fruit, but once he leaves here, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and it may even cause unnecessary trouble.

After all, Ling Xiao knows this truth better than anyone else.

Just after harvesting the fruits, Ling Xiao was about to go deeper into the black swamp to explore possible opportunities. Suddenly, a deafening loud noise broke the tranquility around him.

boom!

The sound seemed like the earth was shattering, or like the roar of an ancient giant beast, vibrating every inch of the air, and even the ground under Ling Xiao's feet trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying energy wave swept in from the distance, like a violent storm, carrying destructive power, instantly involving the surrounding vegetation and gravel, turning it into chaos.

Ling Xiao's brows instantly knitted together, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew very well that in this Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons, any abnormal movement might mean a huge crisis. Without any hesitation, he flashed like a bolt of black lightning and sped towards the direction of the sound.

As soon as he arrived outside, Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on the scene not far away. I saw Bai Sha and another man engaged in a fierce battle. The hot man was exuding a murderous aura, and every attack was like a cold wind that froze everything, making people feel heart-stopping.

The battle between the two has reached a fever pitch, and every collision is accompanied by roars and overflows of energy, as if the world is torn apart.

"What's going on?" Ling Xiao looked away from the two people who were having a fierce confrontation and turned to Hua Shan aside, with a hint of urgency and confusion in his tone. His eyes flashed sharply, trying to get answers from Hua Shan.

Hua Shan's face was solemn, her eyes fixed on the battlefield, as if every inch of the air was filled with tension and crisis.

She spoke slowly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice: "The Soul Clan! Moreover, they are the soul warriors of the Soul Clan. They are better at using soul power to strengthen their bodies, making their close combat capabilities reach astonishing levels."

After hearing this, Ling Xiao turned his eyes to the battlefield again, carefully observing the movements of the fighting spirit warrior. Every time it punched or kicked, it was accompanied by a surge of soul power, as if even the air was torn apart by its powerful power, making bursts of explosions.

As for Bai Sha, although he was quite strong, he was obviously a little stretched under the opponent's fierce attack. There was a hint of fatigue and difficulty in his movements. Obviously, his injuries affected his combat effectiveness.

"Why don't you help?" Ling Xiao frowned, with a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in his tone. He knew very well that in this dangerous graveyard of all demons, any slightest movement could lead to a fatal crisis, not to mention the life-and-death battle in front of him.

Hua Shan shook her head slightly, her eyes still on the battlefield, her voice was firm and calm: "No need to help, this is a one-on-one battle. People of the Soul Clan have always been proud of fighting. They respect the strong and respect the rules of battle. . We cannot be underestimated by the other party, so we should not interfere in one-on-one battles."

When Ling Xiao heard this, his brows furrowed even more tightly, and there was a surge of displeasure in his heart. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Hua Shan deeply, and an imperceptible sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't say some words, but he was quite disdainful in his heart. In his opinion, this is not some martial arts competition, it is clearly a life and death contest. On the battlefield of life and death, what else is one-on-one? This is so ridiculous that it makes people feel ridiculous and helpless.

Bang!

A deafening roar exploded like thunder in the empty battlefield. At this moment, the soul warrior was like an awakened beast, punching with overwhelming force, fiercely hitting the folding fan in Bai Sha's hand.

The folding fan was originally Bai Sha's personal belongings, light and agile, but at this moment, it seemed to bear a heavy weight and made a crisp cracking sound.

Boom!

Along with this loud noise, the ground under the feet of the two people seemed to be unable to withstand the impact of this force, and it directly collapsed. Cracks spread rapidly like spider webs, dust flew, and gravel splashed. At the same time, the two figures retreated at the same time, like two gusts of wind, cutting through the dull air.

However, in this retreat, there was an obvious gap hidden. Bai Sha's figure seemed to be more staggering, and every step seemed to exhaust all his strength. Even blood slowly flowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping on the dust, which was particularly dazzling. This clearly showed that he had suffered some losses in the previous battle and was seriously injured.

"Change people?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and his tone was filled with concern and anxiety.