Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The Star Picking Tower has developed to the point where it can exist independently of the Holy Hall, which is enough to prove its terrifying strength and profound heritage. As one of the most powerful forces on this continent, the Holy Hall is so powerful that no one can match it.

However, even if the Holy Hall wants to destroy the Star Picking Tower, it will probably have to pay a huge price. This is not only because of the strength of the Star Picking Tower itself, but also because of the profound heritage and endless resources hidden behind it, which makes any force dare not provoke it easily.

"There are two other secondary clones of mine in it. If you can get them, you can activate the Demon Spirit Sect. At that time, I will let you experience what the real spirit control technique is!"

The voice of the Demon Spirit King sounded from the deep and mysterious space of the Demon Needle, with a hint of excitement that was difficult to conceal, as if he was revealing a shocking secret to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao's heart was also surging with excitement. He knew that in this world where the strong are respected, the more backers you have, the greater the chance of survival.

Now, the secondary clone and the Demon Spirit Sect mentioned by the Demon Spirit King have undoubtedly opened a door to a more powerful power for him. What's more, once the Demon Spirit Sect is activated, he can also obtain the awe-inspiring ability of the Demon Spirit King. At that time, his strength will surely advance by leaps and bounds and reach a higher level.

Just as Ling Xiao was immersed in endless reverie, a sudden change occurred in the field. The space in front of him seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and then a dazzling sword light cut through the sky, with an extremely sharp breath, and came straight to him.

Facing this sudden attack, Ling Xiao's eyes did not reveal the slightest panic. On the contrary, a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He thought to himself: "Just right, let's try the power I just broke through!" As he spoke, the surging power in his body seemed to respond to his call, gathering into a powerful force, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

At present, Ling Xiao's strength has reached the Tongtian Realm. This realm of cultivation allows him to handle even the fourth-level strongman of the Baoyuan Realm with ease, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

The power of the Nine Revolutions of Samsara flows in his body, allowing him to fight across realms as if it were a daily routine. No matter how many realms are in between, it can't stop him from moving forward. This is the most terrifying part of the Nine Revolutions of Samsara.

He waved his hand casually, and a sharp sword energy broke through the air. It was his precise control of power and a ruthless judgment on the enemy. The sword energy in the void, under the impact of this power, was like fragile glass, directly shattered and dissipated into the invisible.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the void. It was a middle-aged man with white hair. His face was calm, but his eyes were shining with brilliance, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are a little capable. You can block my sword. You are indeed extraordinary." In his tone, there was both recognition of Ling Xiao's strength and a hint of surprise.

However, before the white-haired middle-aged man finished speaking, Ling Xiao's figure disappeared from the spot like a ghost, at a speed that was astonishing.

When he appeared again, he had come to the white-haired man, holding a sharp blade flashing with cold light in his hand. At the same time, a bloodthirsty blade light burst out from the blade, as if to devour everything.

He did not use the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the sword that symbolized supreme power and noble status, to use it on an ant, which was really a butcher knife to kill a chicken.

For the white-haired middle-aged man in front of him, a warrior who was only in the first level of Baoyuan Realm, using the bloodthirsty sword soul was a great respect and honor for him, which was enough to show Ling Xiao's extraordinary and arrogance.

Seeing this, the white-haired middle-aged man couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to show his style and strength, so that Ling Xiao could see the strength of the warriors in Baoyuan Realm, but he didn't expect Ling Xiao to play cards so unconventionally. He suddenly attacked before he finished speaking, leaving him no room to show off.

However, the white-haired middle-aged man was not discouraged or retreated because of this. He had a high opinion of himself. As a warrior in Baoyuan Realm, he had enough confidence and strength.

What's more, he heard that Ling Xiao was only in the Wuhun Realm, and there was undoubtedly a big gap compared to him. He firmly believed that he could easily deal with Ling Xiao's attack, and even turn defeat into victory.

Thinking of this, he sneered, and swung the long sword in his hand suddenly. The tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air, as if to split the air in two.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, a powerful sword energy swept out from the long sword in his hand, sweeping towards Ling Xiao like a storm. This sword condensed all his strength and will. It was his test of Ling Xiao's strength and his confidence in his own strength.

The white-haired middle-aged man looked at the raging sword energy with a smug smile in his eyes. He was very confident that this sword was enough to block Ling Xiao's attack, and it might even severely injure the opponent, allowing him to see the true strength of a warrior in the Baoyuan realm.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen Ling Xiao's defeated figure, as well as his own glory and honor after victory.

However, just when the white-haired middle-aged man was confident that his sword energy could block Ling Xiao's attack, the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank into needles, and an extremely shocked expression instantly appeared on his face.

It was an incredible fear and despair, as if I had seen something incredible. Immediately afterwards, his head flew away from his body as if it was suddenly pulled out by an invisible force. Blood spurted out, dyeing the surrounding air red.

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His sword energy, in front of that mysterious and powerful force, was like a fragile piece of paper, without the slightest resistance, and it was unable to block Ling Xiao's attack in the slightest. His confidence, at this moment, completely turned into a complete joke and became the laughing stock in the eyes of others.

"Idiot!" Ling Xiao cursed coldly, his tone full of disdain and ridicule. He looked around calmly, his eyes burning like a torch, as if he could see through everything.

His voice echoed in the void, with an unquestionable majesty, "You are very courageous. This is within the scope of the Star Reaching Tower, and you still dare to attack me. Well, well, I haven't killed enough yet. , Come if you want. Let’s see who is not afraid of death.”

He just stood proudly in the void, surrounded by an invisible domineering force and majesty, with no intention of entering the Star Reaching Tower.

Although he has indeed entered the large area of ​​the Star Reaching Tower, he has not yet stepped into that magnificent building. The Star Reaching Tower generally does not interfere too much in this situation. As long as there is no trouble inside, they will not take action.