Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Faced with this sudden strong man, Ling Xiao remained calm and composed, as if everything was under his control.

Qian Feng's eyes widened as she looked at this sudden savior, with a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes. However, whether this glimmer of hope can illuminate her dark path is still an unknown.

"The master is here, which chief priest are you?" Ling Xiao's voice was full of amusement, and he did not feel the slightest bit of tension and fear because of the other party's arrival.

On the contrary, his eyes flashed with excitement and expectation, as if he was waiting for a wonderful battle.

The man said coldly: "The fourth chief priest of the Zhenhun Mansion Holy Hall." His voice was low and powerful, as if it contained infinite power. As he said this, one of his palms had condensed a majestic true essence, as heavy as a mountain, and bombarded Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's perception was extremely sharp, and he felt the other party's realm almost the moment the other party made a move. The peak of the Condensation Realm was equivalent to the combat power of his Heavenly Soul True Body at the moment.

This made him feel a little bit of fighting spirit in his heart. He did not choose to escape or retreat, but decided to face the battle head-on.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Ling Xiao sneered in his heart, and there was no fear or panic on his face. While he continued to devour the essence of Qian Feng's blood and qi to enhance his strength, he held the Zhushen Sword and stabbed it out without hesitation.

The Zhushen Sword flashed a dazzling light in his hand, as if it could cut off all obstacles. Wherever the tip of the sword passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion sound suddenly sounded between the two, as if countless bombs exploded at the same time. Within the range of the explosion, countless Holy Temple coalition forces were ruthlessly killed, and their bodies turned into ashes in the explosion, and even bones and residues were left.

This scene made everyone feel terrified and desperate. They shouted: "Retreat, retreat quickly!" and then left the battlefield far away, fearing that they would also be involved in this terrible battle.

Ling Xiao and the fourth chief priest were still fighting. Their figures were looming in the aftermath of the explosion, as if they had become the masters of this world.

Each attack contained destructive power, which made people feel awe. Qian Feng's body lay quietly on the ground, and there was still reluctance and despair in her eyes, as if she was telling her last regret.

After a while, the fierce battle between the two finally stopped, and the air was filled with thick smoke and blood. Ling Xiao waved his sleeves lightly and threw Qian Feng's body, which had been drained of its essence, out casually like a rag. Her body fell to the ground weakly, and it would never be possible to revive again.

The fourth chief priest stared at Ling Xiao with a cold look, and there was both surprise and reluctance in his eyes.

He spoke slowly, with a hint of disbelief in his voice: "I never thought that you could not only kill Qian Feng, a master of the seventh level of the Condensation Realm, but also block my attack without dying. This is simply unbelievable."

He was indeed very surprised, because the strength shown by Ling Xiao had far exceeded his expectations. According to this situation, Ling Xiao can be regarded as one of the top masters in the entire Zhenhun Mansion. However, the heart of the fourth chief priest was full of doubts and disbelief, and he could not accept this fact.

He stared at Ling Xiao closely, trying to find some flaws or abnormalities from him. At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to become mysterious in his eyes, and must be hiding some unknown secrets.

Suddenly, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in the eyes of the fourth chief priest, as if he had grasped some key information.

"I understand!" He shouted suddenly, his voice full of jealousy and resentment, "The Soul Clan actually gave you such a supreme treasure as the Heavenly Soul True Body! No wonder you are so powerful, it turns out that you have the protection and support of the Soul Clan!"

His words were full of jealousy towards the Soul Clan and resentment towards Ling Xiao.

As a treasure of the Soul Clan, the Heavenly Soul True Body is extremely powerful and can greatly enhance the strength of the cultivator. Ling Xiao actually got such a treasure, which undoubtedly made him feel very unfair and angry.

The Heavenly Soul True Body, a treasure from the Soul Clan, may not be comparable to the legendary Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in terms of grade, but at this stage, when it is used by Ling Xiao, the power it shows is extremely amazing, and even to some extent, it is more powerful than the original Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in Ling Xiao's hand.

This is not only because the Heavenly Soul True Body can greatly enhance Ling Xiao's strength, but also because it perfectly matches Ling Xiao's soul, allowing Ling Xiao to exert combat power beyond his own realm.

"You have a good eye." Ling Xiao raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with confidence and calmness.

He knew that he had enjoyed the battle today enough. Whether it was the fierce battle with Qian Feng or the confrontation with the four main priests, he felt the fun of fighting and the improvement of his strength. So, he shook his head gently and continued, "I've had enough fun today, I'll go back first."

After saying that, Ling Xiao's figure flickered and he was about to turn around and leave. The fourth chief priest did not choose to chase him, because he could clearly feel that after Ling Xiao borrowed the power of the Heavenly Soul True Body, his combat power was almost the same as his, and even slightly better in some aspects. If he forced to chase him, he would probably not be able to gain an advantage.

What's more, the fourth chief priest still had a deep fear in his heart - that was the clone of the Demon Soul King. He knew that there was the shadow of the Demon Soul King behind Ling Xiao, and the strength of the Demon Soul King's clone was even more unfathomable.

If he chased Ling Xiao because of a momentary impulse, but was eventually killed by the Demon Soul King's clone, it would undoubtedly be the most stupid behavior. Therefore, the fourth chief priest chose to endure and give in. He believed that one day, he would find an opportunity to completely eliminate Ling Xiao, the confidant and big trouble.

"Ling Xiao, you don't understand who you are against!"

The voice of the fourth chief priest echoed between heaven and earth like thunder, full of majesty and unquestionable domineering, "The reason why the Holy Hall did not take you seriously is because you have not reached the level that they value. If one day, the Holy Hall regards you as a big trouble, you will definitely die!"

Every word he said seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force, hitting Ling Xiao's heart heavily. However, Ling Xiao's face did not show the slightest fear or retreat, but instead a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, is that so?" Ling Xiao's voice was calm and confident, as if everything was under his control. "The Northern Frontier Holy Hall really valued me, but unfortunately, even their Holy Lord died in my hands. I hope you won't repeat their mistakes."