Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Below, Ling Xiao clearly felt that the sky had darkened, as if the night had fallen early, shrouding the valley in gloom and despair.

He looked up at the huge black sky, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart, as if he had become a speck of dust in this endless darkness.

At this moment, Long Yingtian suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Retreat!" His voice was particularly clear and firm in the chaotic roar of the demons.

Retreat? Ling Xiao was stunned. He looked around and saw that the demons had surrounded them and the retreat was completely blocked.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Where can we retreat to? You don't have to worry about me, Fu Zun, just deal with them."

Hearing this, Long Yingtian frowned slightly, and his eyes stayed on Ling Xiao for a moment, as if he was making some kind of decision.

The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he had come to Ling Xiao. He waved his right hand, and a huge Mo Dao appeared in his hand out of thin air.

This Mo Dao is more than two meters long, with a broad and heavy blade, and a cold light flashing on the blade, as if it can cut through everything. Just looking at this Mo Dao, Ling Xiao can feel a strong killing intent and pressure, which makes his heart tremble.

Long Yingtian held the Mo Dao in his hand, and his body was as fast as the wind, and he slashed towards a direction of the sky. His movements were smooth and swift, as if he resonated with some kind of power between heaven and earth.

Boom!

Accompanied by a deafening roar, Ling Xiao felt as if the world was about to collapse. The huge black sky was actually slashed with a crack under Long Yingtian's slash.

There was light shining through the crack, as if it was a ray of dawn in the darkness, bringing hope to Ling Xiao.

As Long Yingtian slashed with this knife, a series of shrill and desperate screams suddenly rang out in the air, as if the gate of hell was suddenly pushed open, releasing endless pain and wailing.

The demons who rushed to the front were turned into ashes directly under this terrifying blow, leaving no trace.

The rest of the demons, although they were lucky enough to survive, fell to the ground one after another, with black smoke coming out of their bodies, and they were obviously seriously injured.

However, the demons and evil spirits on the five peaks seemed endless. They emerged continuously from the cracks of the peaks, from the cracks of the rocks, and from every corner that could be hidden, like a tide, rushing towards Long Yingtian and Ling Xiao.

Their eyes were full of desire for blood and contempt for life, as if they wanted to completely devour the two people who dared to challenge them.

Seeing this scene, Long Yingtian frowned again, and his eyes flashed with determination and unyielding.

He took a deep breath, waved the Mo Dao in his hand again, and stabbed it into the ground with an indomitable momentum.

Boom!

The whole valley trembled violently at this moment with more violent movements, as if even the earth was shaking for Long Yingtian's blow.

Then, clear cracks appeared on the sky, as if it was torn apart by some powerful force. Light shone through these cracks, illuminating the valley shrouded in darkness.

However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao, who was beside Long Yingtian, suddenly spit out several mouthfuls of blood. His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his eyes flashed with pain and determination.

There was blood on the corners of his mouth, but there was no retreat or fear in his eyes, only a firm belief in victory.

Long Yingtian's brows were furrowed so tightly that he could almost hold a copper coin. His inner struggle and determination seemed particularly intense at this moment.

He knew that if he continued to attack the sky with the current strength, it might be possible to break it, but Ling Xiao would most likely fall in this torrent of power.

Ling Xiao's breathing had become rapid and weak, and his face was frighteningly pale, as if he would fall down at any time.

Long Yingtian thought to himself that this place was obviously no longer the Ten Thousand Demons Cemetery that restricted his power. His cultivation and strength could be fully released here.

However, Ling Xiao's current realm was far from being able to withstand the impact of his full-strength attack.

This put him in a dilemma. He had to break through the sky curtain and rescue the trapped people, and at the same time ensure Ling Xiao's safety.

Just as he was hesitating, Hun Wu Jue's cold and mocking laughter suddenly sounded on the top of the mountain, like a cold wind blowing through the valley, making people feel cold.

"It seems that Long Yingtian, you really care about this person and even hold back your strength. But you don't know that the strong men of my soul clan are like arrows from a bow, rushing to Chaos Demon City. If you stay here for a moment longer, more people in Chaos Demon City will die.

Whether to protect the safety of Chaos Demon City and the Demon Suppression Mansion, or to protect Ling Xiao's life, it depends on how you choose."

Hun Wu Jue's words were full of threats and provocations, as if everything was under his control.

His laughter echoed in the valley, like a devil's voice, which made Long Yingtian feel even more depressed. Long Yingtian's eyes moved back and forth between Ling Xiao and the distant mountain peak, and his heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

He knew that every decision he made could affect the life and death of countless people.

Long Yingtian sneered, and his voice was as cold as the piercing wind: "Good fellow, so you are planning to kill three birds with one stone, you really have a good plan. Aren't you afraid that your appetite is too big and you can't digest it? When the time comes, don't be so full that you can't even walk."

Hun Wu Jue's laughter echoed in the valley, with a bit of pride and ridicule:

"Haha, Long Yingtian, you are really smart, you saw through our plan at a glance. However, our Soul Clan has always had a big appetite, especially this time, there are other strong men joining forces with us, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we will naturally not let it go. Kill three birds with one stone, why not do it?"

His words were full of confidence and arrogance, as if everything was under his control. Hun Wu Jue's eyes flashed with cunning light, like a cunning fox, proudly admiring his prey.

Long Yingtian's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, and his eyes were full of anger and unwillingness:

"You are indeed worthy of being the Soul Clan. You are really good at playing these conspiracies and tricks. However, don't be too proud. Do you think you can trap me, Long Yingtian? Let me tell you, my life is not so easy to take!"

His voice was full of determination and unyielding, as if a trapped tiger was ready to break out of the cage at any time.

Long Yingtian's eyes flashed with unyielding light, and his posture was as straight as a pine tree. Even in a desperate situation, he still maintained the dignity and pride of a strong man.