Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The figures of Master Qi, Zhang Ruochen and others rushed left and right in the enemy army, trying to help Ling Xiao, but they could not get close to Ling Xiao.

Hua Shan, Hua Guduo, Bai Sha and others could only try their best to fight against the enemies in front of them. Their figures kept flashing on the battlefield, and they tried their best in every attack. However, even so, they were still in danger of life at any time.

In such a situation, they could not get away to help Ling Xiao.

Hun Yu was firmly suppressed by the four main priests. His figure kept retreating on the battlefield, and every attack was easily resolved by the four main priests. His eyes were full of reluctance and anger, but he was powerless to change it all.

Long Yingtian was only able to defend himself against the thirteen black-robed priests.

His figure kept dodging under the siege of the black-robed priests, and every attack made him feel powerless. He knew that he could not fight so many black-robed priests at the same time, but he still persisted, because he knew that once he fell, Ling Xiao would be in danger.

Master Lu and Long Chen, the two top masters in the Demon Suppression Palace, may be the only ones who can help Ling Xiao at this time.

However, their hearts are full of entanglement and helplessness. Because they know very well that if they help Ling Xiao at this moment, they are likely to be attacked from both sides by the Blood Knight and the Black Knight, and thus fall into a desperate situation. In this way, not only can they not save Ling Xiao, but they will also lose their own lives.

Ling Xiao can only face this powerful enemy alone, and his figure looks particularly lonely on the battlefield. He took a deep breath, and his eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if he was ready to face death.

"Master, take care, don't worry about me, I'm not going to die yet." Ling Xiao said to Long Yingtian.

He wanted to continue to help Long Yingtian, but it was obviously not the time. He had to face the twelve black knights, because he knew that if these twelve black knights really rushed into the Chaos Demon City, what terrible consequences would be caused.

At this time, the twelve black knights had already rushed towards Ling Xiao like twelve black lightnings. They were so fast that they seemed to swallow Ling Xiao instantly. Ling Xiao's figure flashed, barely dodging the first wave of attacks, but his face became extremely solemn.

Twelve against one, such a situation is undoubtedly extremely disadvantageous for Ling Xiao.

He knew in his heart that he was at an absolute disadvantage in this battle. Even if it was one-on-one, with his current strength, he was definitely not the opponent of the Black Knight.

Unless he used the high combat power mode of the Heavenly Soul True Body, but that was his last trump card, a power that could only be used when absolutely necessary. If he used it rashly at this moment, once he encountered a more dangerous situation later, he would really be helpless and could only sit and wait for death.

This heavy cognition was like a huge rock pressing on his heart, making him feel a suffocating pain. However, facing this unavoidable fate, he did not choose to retreat, but gritted his teeth and prepared to meet the coming storm.

During the flight, the twelve Black Knights suddenly pointed their spears at Ling Xiao, and the twelve black lights were like the gaze of the god of death, with endless destruction, all shot at Ling Xiao. At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, time seemed to stop, and everyone's eyes were focused on this thrilling scene.

"Spear of Destruction!" With the roar of the black knights, the twelve black lights instantly burst out with amazing power, rolling and roaring in the air like twelve black dragons, rushing straight towards Ling Xiao.

Seeing this terrifying power, Ling Xiao's face instantly turned pale as paper. He knew that he could not sit and wait for death.

So, he hurriedly used the Daluo Tianmo Shadow, and his figure flashed in the void like a ghost, trying to avoid this fatal attack. At the same time, he put on the Tianluo magic tool without hesitation, hoping to use this powerful magic weapon to enhance his defense.

The light of the Tianluo magic tool flowed on his body, forming a faint protective shield that isolated him from the outside world.

However, even so, Ling Xiao clearly felt that with the improvement of his strength, the improvement of the Tianluo magic tool on him was no longer as significant as before. It can still provide him with a certain degree of protection, but facing the joint attack of the twelve black knights, this protection is obviously far from enough.

The combat power displayed by his body at this moment is roughly equivalent to the fourth level of the Condensation Realm. Even if he wears the Tianluo magic tool, this power can only barely increase to the fifth level of the Condensation Realm.

This strength may be enough for him to look down on the heroes on weekdays, but facing the twelve black knights in front of him, it seems so insignificant.

These twelve black knights are all high-level masters of the Condensation Realm. Their cultivation is at least the seventh level of the Condensation Realm, or even higher.

Such a gap in strength makes Ling Xiao feel powerless. However, even so, he did not give up, but held the weapon in his hand tightly, ready to face the upcoming battle.

"But no matter what, it's better to improve it a little bit than not to improve it." Ling Xiao told himself silently in his heart. He knew that in the face of absolute strength, any slight improvement could become the key to turning the tide of the battle.

Just as Ling Xiao's figure flashed and successfully avoided the devastating blow, a series of terrifying explosions occurred at his original location. The energy fluctuations generated by the explosions swept around like a raging wave, causing the entire space to tremble.

What made Ling Xiao speechless the most was that the black mist generated after the explosion was like a spirit, quickly enveloping him.

Although this layer of black fog did not cause any substantial damage to him, it ruthlessly deprived him of the ability to hide his body. Wrapped in this black fog, his position became extremely conspicuous, as if he had become a marked target.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel helpless and angry. He knew that the appearance of this black fog would undoubtedly greatly increase the difficulty of his next battle.

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and originally planned to use his extraordinary speed, combined with the invisibility effect given by the Daluotian Demon Shadow, to deal with these twelve black knights and find a chance to break the situation.

However, the reality was much more cruel than he expected. The shadow-like black fog completely disrupted his plan, forcing him to face the fierce offensive of these twelve high-level masters of the Condensation Realm.

He knew that at this moment, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and face the difficulties. This determination is both a trust in his own strength and a fight against fate.

In front of him, the twelve black knights were approaching like ghosts in the night, with an irresistible attitude. Their eyes flashed with cold murderous intent, as if they wanted to completely devour Ling Xiao. The oppressive atmosphere froze the entire battlefield.