Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Although the wealth here is far less than that of the Green Field Sect, the harvest is not small. His heart was full of pride and satisfaction, as if all this was within his expectations.

"This stronghold is poor, not as rich as the Green Field Sect, but the harvest is not small, let's go." Ling Xiao smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain and ridicule in his voice, as if he was making a final mockery of the dead soul clan strongmen.

He looked around and confirmed that there was no living soul clan. Ling Xiao's figure turned into a stream of light again and broke through the air. His speed was so fast that it was like a flash of lightning, and he disappeared in this chaotic battlefield in an instant.

Soon, Ling Xiao returned to the Demon Suppression Mansion stronghold.

However, the scene here made him feel depressed. The stronghold of the Demon Suppression Mansion had long been occupied by the Soul Clan, and many buildings had been destroyed beyond recognition. Among the broken walls and ruins, Ling Xiao seemed to be able to see the figures of those warriors who had fought bloody battles to protect this land.

A strong anger and unwillingness surged in his heart. He secretly vowed to make these soul clansmen pay the price and avenge the warriors who died in the Demon Suppression Mansion.

Ling Xiao's heart was burning with rage, and his every move revealed an unquestionable determination.

He stepped into the Demon Suppression Mansion's stronghold again, like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and wreaked havoc on this already devastated land. His figure was like a ghost, and every move was accurate and deadly, killing the guarding soul clan warriors one by one, leaving no one alive.

Compared with the previous soul clan strongholds, the guards here seemed weaker and almost vulnerable. Ling Xiao easily solved these enemies like cutting vegetables and melons, but his heart did not relax at all, but became heavier.

Because he knew that behind all this, there was a deeper conspiracy and killing.

When he walked to the edge of the city wall and saw the demon-suppression mansion warriors hanging on the city wall, his eyes revealed a cold murderous intent. Those warriors who once fought bravely to protect this land have now become spoils of war for the enemy to show off. How can this not make him angry and sad?

"Chen Hu, Chen Bao..." Ling Xiao called out these two familiar names in a low voice, his voice full of deep nostalgia and sadness.

They were comrades who had once carried out missions with him. They had experienced life and death together and fought for justice together. However, now they have become cold corpses, cruelly hung on the top of the city. How can this not make him feel heartbroken and angry?

"Damn it!" Ling Xiao roared, his voice echoing in the empty stronghold, as if to vent all the anger and unwillingness.

He quickly put down the bodies of all the warriors of the Demon Suppression Mansion, and then mercilessly hung the bodies of the Soul Clan. His actions were swift and decisive, as if he was seeking justice for those dead comrades and letting their souls in heaven rest in peace.

"Brothers, rest assured, I will avenge you, for sure!" Ling Xiao's voice was low and firm, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light.

He took a deep look at the bodies of his comrades who had fought side by side, then waved his hand and used the magical power of the magic needle space to collect the bodies of these heroic warriors one by one.

He planned to hand over these bodies to Long Yingtian in the future so that they could be buried in their hometowns, and return to their roots.

Ling Xiao's heart was full of nostalgia and respect for his comrades, and also full of endless anger and murderous intent towards those enemies. He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and then prepared to go to Chaos Demon City to continue his road of revenge.

However, at this moment, a terrifying breath suddenly enveloped him, causing him to stop involuntarily. Ling Xiao's brows were furrowed, and he felt the power and danger of this breath, and knew that the person who came was not kind.

He quickly turned his gaze to the source of the breath, and saw a middle-aged man in a green robe staring at him coldly. The man exuded an aura similar to that of the Green Robe, which made Ling Xiao alert.

"You have a similar aura to the Green Robe. Are you from the Green Field Sect?" Ling Xiao asked in a deep voice, revealing an unquestionable majesty and power in his voice.

The middle-aged man heard this and his eyes suddenly showed hatred. He replied coldly: "I am the leader of the Green Field Sect!"

His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, and he was obviously extremely angry and hateful about what Ling Xiao did.

He came out to discuss cooperation with the Soul Clan, and originally thought that he could take this opportunity to strengthen the strength of the Green Field Sect, but he didn't expect to suffer such a heavy loss. His home was lost and countless people died. How could he not hate it?

Ling Xiao looked at the leader of the Green Field Sect in front of him, and a strong sense of crisis rose in his heart. He knew that the grudge between him and the Green Field Sect had been completely formed, and there would be a life-and-death battle in the future.

The leader of the Green Field Sect was about to speak, his heart was filled with confusion and anger. He urgently needed to find out why Green Robe betrayed the sect and attacked his fellow disciples. However, Ling Xiao seemed to see through his intentions and did not intend to give him this opportunity.

"Green Robe, kill him!" Ling Xiao's voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, Green Robe was like a beast that had been untied. It was released in an instant, carrying a monstrous murderous intent, and rushed straight towards the leader of the Green Field Sect.

At the same time, Ling Xiao did not neglect it at all.

He flashed and put on the legendary Tianluo magic tool. This magic tool exuded a faint magic aura, as if it could devour everything. In his hands, the bloodthirsty knife and the sword of the god-killing appeared at the same time, flashing with cold light. He seemed to have turned into a demon, ready to go, ready to attack at any time.

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with caution and determination. He knew that the leader of the Green Field Sect was no ordinary person and his strength was unfathomable.

Therefore, he did not intend to confront the leader of the Green Field Sect head-on at the beginning, but let Green Robe test the depth of the opponent first. After all, Green Robe's strength should not be underestimated, and he might be able to create some trouble for the leader of the Green Field Sect.

"If Green Robe is defeated, I will retreat immediately and look for an opportunity to fight again." Ling Xiao thought to himself. He had made the worst plan. However, if Green Robe could defeat the leader of the Green Field Sect, he would naturally not miss this opportunity and would go all out to defeat the leader of the Green Field Sect completely.

Seeing Lu Pao and Ling Xiao rushing towards him like two bolts of lightning, the expression of the Lvye Sect leader instantly became complicated and indistinguishable, with a mixture of shock and anger. A trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by cold determination.