Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

You must know that soul intention is the will from which martial souls are born, and is the source of power deep in a warrior's soul. Although Ling Xiao has not yet understood the supreme spirit of concentration, his martial spirit is enough to make the entire continent tremble.

"Hmph, let me try to see if the will of my Five Elements Dragon Soul can stop the arrogance of your Ningzhen Soul!" Ling Xiao thought to himself, with an unyielding smile on his lips.

Five dragon roars, like sounds of nature, suddenly sounded, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly. Five divine dragons of different colors roared out from Ling Xiao's body. They were either metal, wood, water, fire, or earth, and each one exuded a heart-stopping pressure.

The five divine dragons circled in the air for a week, and then merged suddenly, turning into a colorful and radiant divine dragon. The momentum of the divine dragon seemed to be able to tear the sky and shatter the void.

"Break it!" Ling Xiao shouted, and like a bolt of lightning, the five-color divine dragon slammed into Hun Wuxu's terrifying condensed soul.

boom!

There was a loud noise, as if the world was shaking at this moment, and the terrifying sound resounded through the sky, shaking the entire continent.

However, although the five-color divine dragon was extremely powerful, in front of the concentrated soul of the soul, it was like a small boat facing the strong wind and huge waves. Although it struggled hard, it was still unable to break through the invisible barrier.

"Oops, it seems that the will of my five-element dragon soul is not enough." Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, but there was no fear on his face, but more calm and calm, "But, this is It has just begun, but we still don’t know who will win!”

Seeing the five-color divine dragon tumbling in the air, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Hun Wuxu's mouth. He shook his head gently. His movements were full of disdain for Ling Xiao: "It's just a martial soul, but you still want to It’s so whimsical and ridiculous to compete with my pure soul!”

At this time, the faces of everyone in Zhenmo Mansion were so gloomy that they could squeeze out water, as if everyone had swallowed a fly and felt uncomfortable.

This Hun Wuxu not only showed the terrifying strength of the Ningzhen body, but also realized the soul of the Ningzhen. This is simply a monster! Everyone secretly murmured in their hearts, which rock crack did this guy pop out from? How could he be so unnatural?

Ling Xiao also felt that the originally surging soul of the five-color dragon gradually became precarious under the pressure of Hun Wuxu's condensed soul, as if it would collapse at any time. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, but it was more unyielding and stubborn.

"Humph, one is not enough? Then two, if two is not enough, then three!" Ling Xiao secretly thought, a stubbornness and madness burning in his heart. He is not the kind of person who gives up easily, especially at this moment of dignity and glory.

Buzz! Buzz!

At this moment, the bloodthirsty sword soul and the god-killing sword soul in Ling Xiao's body seemed to feel the call of their master, and they released their terrifying soul intent not to be outdone. The soul was like two turbulent torrents, rushing into the soul of the five-color dragon soul, as if injecting new vitality into the five-color dragon.

With the addition of the Bloodthirsty Sword Soul and the God-killing Sword Soul, the five-color divine dragon's soul suddenly became extremely powerful. The originally shaky defense line stabilized its position in an instant, forming an even match with Hun Wuxu's condensed soul. situation.

This scene made everyone present stunned, secretly marveling at Ling Xiao's tenacity and unyieldingness.

"What kind of monster are you? How come there are so many martial souls?" Hun Wuxu's voice contained a hint of disbelief, and he was completely confused at this time.

In his understanding, if a normal person is lucky enough to possess two kinds of martial souls, he may self-destruct and die because he cannot withstand the huge power, let alone the guy in front of him actually possesses seven kinds of martial souls, and it seems that It was easy to get up and there was no discomfort at all.

Hun Wuxu's eyes widened, as if he was watching an incredible miracle. This question kept echoing in his mind, but he could never find the answer.

"Hahaha, Hun Huan, did you see it? He blocked it." Long Yingtian laughed at the side, and the laughter was full of pride and pride.

He patted his chest, as if he was proud of Ling Xiao's victory: "You don't understand how many cards Ling Xiao has, maybe even I don't understand it. Now I suddenly realize that my son calls him big brother, What do you mean? This guy is really interesting, so interesting!”

Long Yingtian's laughter echoed in the air. His eyes looking at Ling Xiao were full of admiration and expectation, as if he had already seen the infinite possibilities of Ling Xiao's future.

Hun Huan, on the other hand, snorted coldly and looked a little unhappy. The corner of his mouth turned down slightly, and a trace of unwillingness and jealousy flashed in his eyes: "Huh, it's just a block, so what's the big deal. When my family Hun Wuxu displays his real trump card, let's see if he can still be so arrogant."

Although Hun Huan's words had a sour taste, it was undeniable that he still had absolute confidence in Hun Wuxu's strength. After all, Hun Wuxu is the pride of their Soul Clan, a genius he carefully cultivated.

Hun Huan still had an expression of disbelief, muttering about the possibility that Ling Xiao could defeat Hun Wuxu. In his heart, Ling Xiao could only jump around for a while longer, and then he had to admit defeat obediently.

Seeing this, Long Yingtian raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth. There was a bit of teasing and provocation in that smile: "Hey, Hunhuan, Hunhuan, your mentality is not good. You have to learn from me. Let's wait and see. Let’s see if this guy Ling Xiao can bring us any surprises!”

Long Yingtian's mental state has really gone through a roller coaster-like change, from the initial suspicion, to the later worry, and now to the full expectation, which is even more exciting than watching a wonderful drama.

At this moment, Ling Xiao made a move. After he blocked Hun Wuxu's surging True Soul, he seemed to be aroused to fight. The whole person rushed out like a wild horse, and the momentum was to poke a hole in the world.

"Humph, you kid, do you really think you are a god who can rebel against the sky?" Seeing this, Hun Wuxu raised a grim smile at the corner of his mouth, which was a bit disdainful and provocative.

He suddenly jumped up, and the whole person seemed to turn into a black lightning, rushing straight into the sky. In the air, his right palm was facing up, as if he was accumulating some mysterious power. But the next moment, he slapped down with his palm, and the palm wind whistled, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

Boom!

The moment this palm fell, it seemed as if the entire world was shaking, as if it was being squeezed hard by an invisible giant hand. The unparalleled force swept down from the nine heavens, and wherever it passed, the space seemed to be cut by countless sharp blades, breaking into pieces, making a sharp shattering sound, like countless pieces of glass flying in the air.