Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

However, this supplement is far from enough to make up for the soul power consumed by Ling Xiao. Even after swallowing the soul power, Ling Xiao can still feel that his soul power is constantly draining away, but the speed has slowed down a little.

For Ling Xiao, these swallowed soul powers are more like a temporary means of endurance, which allows him to maintain high-intensity output for a longer time in battle.

But even so, he knows that he cannot rely too much on this method, otherwise once the soul power is exhausted, he will fall into an unprecedented crisis.

The Heavenly Soul True Body, this mysterious and powerful existence, has two completely different states of low combat power and high combat power.

When it is at low combat power, it is like another Ling Xiao, with similar strength and speed to the original body, but the soul power consumed is relatively small, which allows Ling Xiao to almost wield it in battle without any scruples.

However, when the Heavenly Soul True Body enters the high combat power state, its strength will suddenly soar, and it will be countless times stronger than Ling Xiao's original body.

That kind of power seems to be able to shake the world, making all enemies seem so small and fragile in front of it.

But as the old saying goes, there is gain and loss. Behind this power is the exponentially increasing consumption of soul power. Every time he exerted high combat power, it seemed to burn Ling Xiao's life fire, making him feel unprecedented fatigue and emptiness.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's Heavenly Soul True Body was in a high combat power state, and the majestic power surged in his body, as if to crush everything into dust. In his eyes, even Qian Feng, a strong man of the seventh level of the Condensation Realm, was just an ant, not worth mentioning.

"You are too arrogant!" Qian Feng roared, her voice full of anger and unwillingness. She couldn't understand why Ling Xiao had such a powerful power, as if the whole world was under his control. Her eyes flashed with raging anger, as if to burn Ling Xiao to ashes.

However, Ling Xiao just smiled coldly, his smile was full of ridicule and disdain. He waved his hand casually, and the third temple priest fell at his feet, and the blood dyed the ground red. He grinned, revealing a cruel smile: "I am arrogant, what can you do?"

His voice was full of arrogance and confidence, as if in his eyes, all enemies were just whetstones for sharpening his sword. He stood there, like an invincible god of war, making everyone feel an indescribable fear and awe.

"Hmph, do you still want to watch the fun?" Qian Feng snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain and provocation in her voice, she shouted at the dense crowd around her.

Her eyes were like torches, scanning the masters from more than 80 forces. Those masters were standing or standing, or hiding in the dark, but without exception, they stared at Ling Xiao closely, with greed and desire flashing in their eyes.

"You have also seen the strength of this kid. Letting him live is a disaster for everyone." Qian Feng's words were full of unquestionable firmness, and her words were like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts.

She knew that Ling Xiao's strength had threatened the interests of everyone present. His existence was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.

"Besides, don't you want the treasures on him?" Qian Feng spoke again, with a hint of temptation in her voice. Her words were like a key, opening the door of greed deep in the hearts of everyone present.

They all knew that Ling Xiao had countless treasures and secrets. As long as they could take him down, they would have the possibility of obtaining unimaginable wealth and power.

However, in the face of Qian Feng's provocation and temptation, the masters around did not act immediately. They were all watching and waiting, waiting for the best time to attack.

"Fuck, you are too shameless. If you have the guts, challenge him alone. It's not fair to besiege." Seeing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help cursing.

However, Qian Feng just smiled coldly, her smile was full of ridicule and disdain. "Naive guy, whoever kills him will get the treasure." Her words were like a cold wind, blowing away the last glimmer of hope in Ling Xiao's heart.

However, just after she said this, Qian Feng suddenly felt a cloud of death looming over her heart.

Her face suddenly changed, and a trace of fear and uneasiness flashed in her eyes.

She turned and ran, wanting to escape from this dangerous place. However, the feeling of death was like a maggot on her tarsal bone, following her closely, and no matter how she ran, she could not get rid of it.

"Boy, you don't take us seriously." A cold and deep voice suddenly sounded, like the cold wind in winter, piercing and biting. This voice contained endless majesty and anger, as if it came from the underworld, making people feel cold.

Then, a blood-red light suddenly appeared behind Qian Feng and in front of Ling Xiao like a meteor that cut through the night sky. The light was bright and strange, as if it was condensed from countless blood, with a heart-pounding murderous breath.

Dang!

A crisp metal collision sounded, and the blood-red blade light, like an angry dragon, suddenly hit Ling Xiao's attack. The two collided, sparkling brightly, and a powerful wave of energy spread out, shaking the surrounding space.

"Blood Knight!" Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity and fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew that the strength of the Blood Knight was extraordinary. He was probably second only to the four main priests in the Zhenhun Palace. Their fighting power was strong and their methods were cruel. They were one of the most feared killers in the temple.

At this time, Ling Xiao could clearly feel that the atmosphere around him became more and more tense and depressing. The other masters also gathered around. Their figures were different, but without exception, they all exuded a strong aura.

There were many strong men at the level of Blood Knights. Their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, as if they would pounce on Ling Xiao and tear him into pieces at any time.

Ling Xiao even noticed some more terrifying existences. The aura of those people was stronger than that of the Blood Knights. Their eyes revealed a kind of depth and wisdom, as if they could see through everything in the world.

Ling Xiao's heart trembled. He understood that these people were probably masters comparable to the three main priests. Their strength was unfathomable, and their methods were endless. They were the most difficult existence in this battle.

"He's gone!" Ling Xiao sighed helplessly and turned to leave.

The masters around him looked at each other, but no one dared to act rashly. Even the Blood Knight stopped in the face of this invisible pressure.

They knew that anyone who chased Ling Xiao alone would be seeking death.