Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"How is that possible? Ling Xiao, I can leave Mo Congzhen to you. What is the second request?"

Fengming Wuliang asked.

Hearing Feng Ming Wuliang's words, Mo Cong's face instantly became completely desperate.

Although he could imagine that Feng Ming Wuliang would definitely abandon him.

But I never expected that it would be so straightforward.

After arguing for a long time, his hope turned out to be in vain, and it had no meaning at all.

It's ridiculous that he thought that he could keep the secret in his heart after meeting this emperor.

It turned out that it was just a waste of effort.

"Secondly, give me the Ice Fury of your Ice Phoenix Clan."

"impossible!"

Feng Ming Wuliang rejected it directly.

The Wrath of Ice is a mortal spiritual weapon. Although it has been kept in the Ice Phoenix tribe's arsenal and no one uses it, because the sword is too heavy and cannot be used, it is not taken seriously.

But no matter what, it was a mortal spiritual weapon, so how could it be given to Ling Xiao.

"Just give him a broken sword, I'll make the decision."

Fengming Qingshan's mother spoke again: "It's just a mortal spiritual weapon. How can it be more important than my precious son?"

It was a good thing for her to say that, she was just such a son.

Fengming Wuliang has ten sons. She must value her sons more than Fengming Wuliang.

The ordinary spiritual weapons were in tatters, but they were probably the highest level weapons on the Tianlong Continent and the Divine Phoenix Continent.

"Give! Give them all!"

Fengming Wuliang gritted his teeth and finally agreed.

Of course he was not afraid of Ling Xiao, but of his own concubine.

"Now you can go save Qingshan, right?"

Fengming Wuliang asked.

"That's not possible. How do I know if you will go back on your word? After all, members of your royal family are best at this kind of trick."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "I can guarantee that he will not die for the time being, but if you want him to wake up, give me the Wrath of Ice immediately."

"Then what if you take something and don't save someone?"

Feng Ming was extremely annoyed.

"The Emperor is joking. This is the capital of the Divine Phoenix Empire. Give me a hundred courages, and I wouldn't dare to take your Ice Phoenix Clan's things and run away. Besides, I also want to participate in the upcoming Dragon and Phoenix selection. Well, if I leave, won’t there be no chance?”

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"Your Majesty, promise him, if he can't save Qingshan, it won't be too late to kill him."

Fengming Qingshan’s mother said.

"That's all, I'll go get it myself."

Fengming Wuliang left quickly and came back quickly.

It takes less than thirty breaths before and after. This speed is nothing to a Yin-Yang realm warrior.

"for you!"

Feng Ming Wuliang threw the Wrath of Ice to Ling Xiao.

This sword has no blade, so there is no scabbard.

The blade is very wide and requires both hands to wield it more easily.

The entire sword weighs tens of thousands of kilograms, and ordinary Dongtian realm warriors cannot even lift it.

Feng Ming Wuliang threw the sword to Ling Xiao because he wanted Ling Xiao to make a fool of himself in public.

However, he didn't know that Ling Xiao had been fused with the blood of the ancient golden dragon when he was in the martial arts realm, and his power was much greater than that of ordinary people.

Today, his pure strength is probably stronger than that of Yin-Yang realm warriors, and one punch may have a strength of twenty to thirty thousand kilograms.

A mere ten thousand kilogram epee can be held with one hand without any problem.

"What a sword!"

Ling Xiao used the Wrath of Ice with one hand, feeling the cold breath coming out of the sword, and couldn't help but feel happy.

The Wrath of Ice was originally just a heavy sword with ice attributes.

However, during the use of this sword, various different elements were frozen, causing the attributes of the epee to become complicated.

It is not only difficult for ordinary warriors to control their power.

And this complex attribute is also more difficult to control.

In addition, the Fury of Ice did not open its front, so it was shelved.

But for Ling Xiao, these are not only not shortcomings, but also become advantages.

Ling Xiao's mountain and river martial spirit is a martial spirit that can tolerate everything.

This complex attribute is integrated into the mysteries of light and darkness. Not only will there not be any conflict, but it will greatly stimulate the power of light and darkness.

Holding the Wrath of Ice in both hands.

Ling Xiao closed his eyes.

At that moment, everyone discovered a strange situation.

The Wrath of Ice in Ling Xiao's hand actually radiated an extremely bright light, as if sunlight had been sealed into the sword.

Suddenly, Ling Xiao opened his eyes and slowly walked towards Mo Cong.

The rising sun swayed behind him, and the wrath of ice in his hand shone brightly.

His speed was not fast, but every step made Mo Cong feel despair and heart palpitations.

"You said you wouldn't kill me as long as I tell you the secret!"

Mo Cong shouted in horror as he backed away.

He originally thought he could save his life. He originally thought he wouldn't have to die.

However, the cruel reality told him.

All that was just his delusion.

His ending may still just be death.

"Yes, I said that, but that was before you asked Feng Ming Wuliang for help."

As Ling Xiao walked away, he said calmly: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't know how to cherish it. Do you really think that I care about your secret of resurrection from the dead?

I'm just curious.

But curiosity can't drive away my anger and unhappiness. You really let me down. "

"Your Majesty, help me, help me, I can tell you the secret of resurrection from the dead."

Mo Cong shouted for help.

"Can your secret bring Fengming Qingshan back to life?"

Ling Xiao looked at Mo Cong sarcastically and asked.

Mo Cong was silent.

His ability to resurrect from the dead is actually just a special martial arts.

However, this kind of resurrection from the dead can only be useful to those who practice this kind of martial arts.

And it can only be effective three times in a lifetime.

In order to save his life, he once practiced this kind of martial arts.

However, even this kind of martial arts resurrection is conditional.

That is, the body must be intact, and the heart and head must be intact and cannot be separated from the body.

Otherwise, death is still inevitable.

"Ling Xiao, if you have to be spared and spared, why do you have to kill him? What good will it do to you to kill him? What's more, Mo Cong has been named by the people of Zhengqiyuan, you kill him , offending Zhengqiyuan will have no benefit at all."

Feng Ming Wuliang was still a little reluctant. The secret of Mo Cong's resurrection from the dead was really important to him, an emperor who was always in danger.

He wanted it badly.

"I know there's no good in that, but so what? If Mo Cong wants to kill me, I will kill him. Even if I say hell, I still have a point!"

Ling Xiao said disdainfully: "What's more, not to mention that he is just a person named by the Zhengqi Institute and has not officially joined the Zhengqi Institute. Even if he officially becomes the Divine Guard of Justice, so what? He must be killed if he should!"

Don't forget Feng Ming Wuliang, the righteous divine guard of the outer courtyard. I have already killed one and seriously injured another. What does it mean to kill one more unofficial one? "