Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Hearing this, Zhao Heng sneered, his eyes flashed with an unyielding light:

"Well, since they want to end it so much, then we will fulfill their wish! For so many years, this kind of light and heavy battle has really been unpleasant. This time, let's end it thoroughly and see who is the real master here!"

His tone was full of determination and confidence, as if he was ready to face any challenge.

As he spoke, he paused slightly, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said:

"Other warriors in Zhenhun Mansion, those evil-minded people, are still planning to attack that kid. These people are determined not to give up. What's worse is that the news I got shows that they have secretly joined forces with the Soul Clan to try to deal with us together."

Hearing this, Wang Zhenshou's face was still as calm as water, but a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a light voice: "Are there still people spying around?" Although his voice was light, it seemed to contain a thousand pounds of power, which made people feel awe.

Zhao Heng nodded, his expression was equally stern: "Yes, there are always some daring people. We killed a group of them last time, but these people don't seem to be afraid, but even more rampant." His tone revealed a bit of helplessness and anger, and he was obviously very troubled by these enemies who refused to give up.

"Then kill them again!" Wang Zhenshou's tone was cold and resolute, without any hesitation, "Those who dare to covet our stronghold will never be good things. There is no need to show mercy, just wipe them out!" His eyes were full of unquestionable firmness, as if he had made the worst plan.

"Yes!" Zhao Heng nodded slightly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then quietly retreated, ready to execute Wang Zhenshou's order.

Next, the atmosphere around the stronghold became more tense and depressing. From time to time, there would be bursts of rapid and tragic shouts, which were made by the enemies who tried to sneak into the stronghold.

However, these shouts were always fleeting, as if they were swallowed up by some invisible force in an instant, leaving only a dead silence.

…

After a night of deep and focused practice, Ling Xiao slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, with an unprecedented light flashing in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, felt the power surging in his body, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable joy in his heart. This night of practice, he gained a lot beyond his expectations.

Combat experience, this precious wealth honed countless times on the edge of life and death, is still growing even after he has experienced several reincarnations and reached a very high level.

He knows that combat experience has no limit. Every battle with the enemy, every new opponent, will bring him new inspiration and make him understand the battle more deeply.

A confident smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth. He believed that he could continue to improve and surpass himself in every battle.

This endless pursuit of battle is the fundamental reason why he can gain a foothold in this world full of strong people.

In addition to the improvement of combat experience, Ling Xiao also learned another unprecedented way to use martial arts from the mysterious masked young man.

The martial soul of the masked youth is a peculiar substitute doll, which can store life force for consumption, so as to protect the main body from harm at critical moments. This unique way of using martial soul opened Ling Xiao's eyes and also made him fall into deep thinking.

He stared at the rising sun outside the window, and a surge of excitement surged in his heart. He thought that since the masked youth could do this, then he, Ling Xiao, could do it too.

Although his martial soul is different from that of the masked youth, it also contains endless possibilities. As long as he can find the right method, he will be able to exert the maximum power of the martial soul to protect himself and the people around him.

However, what he can store is not life, but elements-this is Ling Xiao's unique talent and the magic of his five elements dragon soul.

His five elements dragon soul is like an endless treasure, which can absorb and store the five elements: gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. These elements can be consumed by him in battle. Although they cannot be used directly to recover from injuries, their role in battle is immeasurable.

They can greatly reduce Ling Xiao's energy consumption, allowing him to maintain sufficient physical strength and energy during long battles. More importantly, these stored elements can be released in an instant, forming a destructive force that is enough to scare any opponent.

When thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes will flash with excitement. He knows that this ability is the foundation for him to gain a foothold in a world full of strong men. So, he couldn't wait to leave the base, came to the open field, and began to absorb the five elements around him frantically.

He stood in a dense forest, feeling the breath of nature.

The gold element flickered on the leaves under the sun, the wood element flowed in the veins of the trees, the water element gurgled in the stream, the fire element burned in the crater in the distance, and the earth element was deeply rooted in the earth.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, as if to absorb all of this into his body. His five-element dragon soul was like a huge whirlpool, constantly devouring the surrounding elements and transforming them into his own power.

As the elements continued to pour in, Ling Xiao felt that his power was constantly increasing. He seemed to have merged with the earth and felt the pulse of nature.

He knew that such training was crucial for him, because it would ensure that he would not be so easily exhausted in the next battle.

However, just as he absorbed a large amount of the five elements and was about to return to the base, a gentle and familiar voice suddenly came from the magic needle space: "Brother Ling!"

This was Xiao Lianzhu's voice, and she seemed to come from a distant place, with a hint of worry and expectation.

Since rescuing Xiao Lianzhu from that dark abyss, her world seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, and she fell into a coma for a long time.

Ling Xiao was always concerned about her in his heart. For countless days and nights, he stayed by her side, looking forward to a miracle.

Now, when Xiao Lianzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly and her bright eyes opened again, Ling Xiao was overwhelmed by great joy for a while, and his heart was filled with unspeakable excitement.

He almost couldn't wait to rush into the magic needle space, which was a secret place shared by him and Xiao Lianzhu, a place full of miracles and warmth.

In the space, soft light shines in every corner, covering the space with a mysterious and warm veil.