Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

On the other side, the black-armored man who had fled in a hurry finally stopped. At this moment, he had already left the troubled place of Zhaixing Tower far away. There was a quiet dense forest around him, and only the occasional bird calls broke the tranquility.

Still in shock!

Recalling the previous scene, for the black-armored man, it was really a thrilling life-and-death contest! Three companions who had fought side by side with him were killed by Ling Xiao alone in a short time.

If the death of the dwarf was a bit unexpected, and he was unfortunately defeated in the sneak attack, then the death of the white-haired old man and the long-haired woman was the result of Ling Xiao's head-on battle. How could he not be shocked and terrified?

Ling Xiao's strength was far beyond his expectations.

That kid was too terrifying and too strong, as if he was an awakened beast, and people couldn't look directly at his edge. The black-armored man thought to himself that if he continued to let it go like this, Ling Xiao's strength would only get stronger and stronger. By then, I'm afraid even he would not be able to compete with him.

If this kind of person cannot be killed, there will be endless troubles! The black-armored man knew this very well, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He understood that Ling Xiao was no longer the soft persimmon that could be easily grasped, but a powerful opponent that must be taken seriously.

After a moment of silence, the black-armored man finally turned and left.

His steps seemed a little heavy, and every step seemed to tell of his inner struggle and helplessness. Now, he no longer dared to monitor Ling Xiao, because that would be tantamount to putting himself in danger. He must report the situation here to his superiors as soon as possible, so that they can make the next decision.

In this silent dense forest, the figure of the black-armored man gradually faded away, leaving only a string of deep footprints, recording his past fears and choices.

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Back in the Zhaixing Tower, Ling Xiao's expression was solemn and focused. He slowly opened the Tai Chi Eyes. Those eyes seemed to contain the truth of heaven and earth, and could see through the essence of all things in the world. With the opening of the Tai Chi Eyes, the entire Zhaixing Tower became different in his eyes, and those subtle clues hidden in the dark began to emerge one by one.

He knew that the safety of Xiao Lianzhu, Ling Bi and others was of vital importance and could not afford any mistakes. Using the special ability of Tai Chi Eye, he could clearly distinguish which were the loyal disciples of Zhaixing Tower and which were the hidden undercovers.

Every time he found the traces of undercovers, he would act without hesitation and eliminate them with thunder and lightning to ensure that they would not pose a threat to Ling Bi and others.

Time passed like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, another half a month passed quietly. In this half month, Ling Xiao almost stayed up all the time to shuttle through every corner of Zhaixing Tower, and his figure was as elusive as a ghost.

During this period, he relied on his extraordinary strength and keen intuition to kill at least hundreds of undercovers, eliminating a major hidden danger for Zhaixing Tower.

And in this long search and battle, Ling Xiao's strength has also been greatly improved. His realm was promoted to the fourth level of Tongtian Realm without knowing it, which means that he has the strength to fight against the strong men below the sixth level of Baoyuan Realm, and the chances of winning are very high.

This improvement in strength not only made him more confident, but also made him look forward to future challenges.

However, Ling Xiao knew that this was not his limit. In normal state, he was already strong enough, but if he used his trump card, his strength would be even more terrifying, enough to scare any enemy.

This trump card was carefully prepared by him to deal with unknown challenges, and it was also the key to his survival in crisis.

In the past half month, Ling Xiao has experienced countless life and death tests, and his state of mind has become more tenacious and mature. He understands that only by constantly improving his strength can he better protect the people around him and gain a foothold in this world where the strong are respected.

The only thing that made him feel a little uncomfortable was that because the number of people he had killed recently was too large, it seemed to have attracted the attention of the people in Zhaixing Tower.

Zhaixing Tower, in this vast area, is undoubtedly the real ruler, and its status is transcendent. Whether it is the Demon Tower or the Zhengqi Hall, they have to respect it and dare not offend it easily.

This force is somewhat similar to the Fuzun Mansion, but in terms of power, it is undoubtedly larger and more powerful, which makes people have to be wary.

Ling Xiao knows that although the Zhaixing Tower has not yet found out that he was the one who committed the murders, if he makes another move, he will probably fall into their pursuit soon. He knows a little about the methods of the Zhaixing Tower. Once he falls into their hands, the consequences will be disastrous.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and not affect his next plan, Ling Xiao had to make a difficult decision-to stop temporarily.

This decision was undoubtedly a torment for him, because he knew that with every day of delay, those potential threats might become more rampant, but after weighing the pros and cons, he chose to endure.

He stood in a dense forest outside the Zhaixing Tower, looking at the towering tower, with mixed feelings in his heart. He understood that although his current strength had improved, he was not yet able to compete head-on with the Zhaixing Tower.

He must be more cautious and more forbearing, so that he can truly stand at the top of the world one day in the future and make those who once despised him and hunted him pay the price they deserve.

No mistakes, no mistakes, no mistakes, no mistakes, no mistakes!

As the night deepened, Ling Xiao's figure gradually disappeared in the dense forest, leaving only a slight sound of wind, as if his expectations and determination for the future quietly bloomed in the darkness.

When Ling Xiao leisurely strolled in the spacious and mysterious first floor of the Zhaixing Tower, he was carefully thinking about the grand blueprint and careful plan for the future, when a familiar figure inadvertently broke into his sight, like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly attracting all his attention.

That was Ji Mingkong!

Not only Ji Mingkong, but also several powerful warriors of the Tyrant Empire followed closely behind. They were dressed in uniform, with steady steps and great momentum. They were obviously elites who had been carefully selected.

"Mingkong, why are you here?" Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and his voice was filled with some excitement that was difficult to conceal.

Since leaving the Tyrant Empire, his contact with the other side has become extremely thin. Except for occasionally using some secret means to send precious resources back to help the Tyrant Empire improve its strength, they have almost lost contact.

Unexpectedly, I could see these familiar faces again in this unexpected place.

Ji Mingkong smiled warmly upon hearing this. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, warm and bright.