Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Like frightened birds, the warriors looked for the direction from which the attack was suddenly coming.

It was a mountain, and a group of people were standing there. The huge fireball was emitted by the catapult behind those people.

Standing at the front of the team was a young man riding a flaming lion. His face showed incomparable domineering and indifference.

On both sides of him stood an old man wearing a black flame feather coat and a golden flame feather coat.

The two men were powerful and had sharp eyes.

Just standing there, there was a frightening and terrifying aura.

"Master!"

All the warriors felt the same way.

"Despicable and shameless surface humans, you will definitely pay a heavy price for your shamelessness!

Today, no one of you can get out alive. "

The young man suddenly spoke in the Hajj language on the surface.

Although the tone of voice was a little weird, the words were pronounced clearly and everyone could understand them very clearly.

"Why is this guy so despicable and shameless when we have no grievances against him?"

Tian Haijun frowned and said in confusion.

"Presumably someone has been here before us, so he said that."

Fengming Wuyang touched his beard and said.

"This is possible. You said that the Soul Temple we have worked so hard to find has already been obtained by that person, right?"

The old man Lingdan asked with a somewhat ugly look on his face.

"That's impossible."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said.

Exactly why it was impossible, he did not say.

To open the Soul Temple, you must have a key, and the only key is the secret map in his hand.

With this map in his hand, how could anyone else open the Soul Temple?

Even if someone has been to the underground world, it should have been for other things.

The young master of the Dark Fire Tribe looked at these surface humans indifferently, and finally locked his eyes on the girls beside Ling Xiao.

"Hey, those women are good, they can be captured alive, and the rest can be killed without mercy."

He sneered, not taking Ling Xiao, Dan Feng and the others seriously at all.

"Young Master is wise, although the humans on the surface are despicable and shameless, the women are beautiful, with fair and tender skin, completely different from our night people."

The black-striped old man smiled.

"Yes, if these girls are captured, they might be able to give birth to some beautiful offspring, which can also be regarded as improved offspring of our Dark Fire Clan."

The golden-patterned old man also smiled, as if he didn't take the surface warriors seriously at all.

Listening to the words of the young master of the Dark Fire Clan and the two old men, Ling Xiao's face instantly darkened.

He would not be merciful if he dared to offend his friends.

"kill!"

The young master of the Dark Fire Tribe waved his hand, and the overwhelming fireball was thrown out again.

Not only that, the old man with the gold pattern and the black pattern also took action at the same time.

The two people made strange gestures with their hands, and then their soul power started to move, and a black flame and a golden flame appeared in the sky.

These two flames were extremely huge.

The diameter is more than ten meters long.

It was thrown out like a huge sun, which was frightening.

Many warriors on the surface were avoiding those small fireballs. Before they had time to pay attention, they were actually touched by the huge fireball. Their bodies burned instantly and they died amidst shrill screams.

The two huge fireballs were like death weapons that harvested lives, and ordinary warriors simply could not withstand them.

Even Fan Laolian, Fengming Wuyang and others could only dodge.

"Damn, what the hell is this?"

Prince Wu cursed secretly, if these two huge fireballs were allowed to continue to rage, then all the warriors on their side would die.

In a rage, Prince Wu transformed into a giant crocodile again, and opened his mouth to spit out a huge water cannon in an attempt to knock the fireball away.

However, at this moment, the flame lion under the crotch of the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe jumped up and directly blocked Prince Wu's attack.

The strength of the flaming lion was no less than that of Prince Wu.

Seeing this, Demon Sword frowned, then turned around and quietly touched the edge of the team, preparing to wait for an opportunity to escape.

The reason why this guy has never been caught by the government is that he can always get out of trouble at the most dangerous time.

It's not because he is so powerful, but because he is too cunning.

Those who partnered with him were actually betrayed to death by him.

"Damn it! Dan Feng, Liu Lian, protect our people!"

When Ling Xiao saw this, he knew that he couldn't do anything if he didn't take action.

Although his cultivation is definitely no match for the old men with black and gold patterns.

But the black flame and the golden flame just imply the mystery of light and shadow.

For him, not only is there no harm, but it is also a great benefit.

He rose into the air, and the huge Ancient Demon and Ancient Golden Crow appeared behind him.

Jinwu pounced on the golden fireball.

The demon pounced on the black fireball.

At the same time, he threw a formation stone.

This is a formation stone that records the "Soul Seizing Formation".

The Soul Seizing Array has a dual effect. It can isolate soul power from the outside and absorb the soul power from within.

The formation stone flew out and instantly revealed a ball of light, isolating the two fireballs from the outside world.

Although the two fireballs that lost the supply of soul power were still powerful, they could not last.

A moment later, it was completely torn into pieces and swallowed up by the Ancient Demon and the Ancient Golden Crow.

"This guy!"

The young master of the Dark Fire Clan looked at Ling Xiao, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

He really didn't expect that Ling Xiao was even more terrifying than he imagined. The strength he displayed was not inferior to those two warriors at the twelfth level of the Yin-Yang Realm.

"Young Master, leave that boy to me!"

The black-striped old man was very angry. Ling Xiao dared to destroy his attack, which made him embarrassed.

"Young Master, please leave it to me."

The old man with golden patterns was equally depressed and wanted to kill Ling Xiao to defend his dignity.

"You two, your opponents are those two people."

The young master of the Dark Fire Clan pointed at Prince Wu and the magic knife that was about to slip away.

The magic knife screamed something bad.

Although he was not afraid of the two old men, wasting his energy fighting in vain was really not what he wanted to do, and it was simply depressing.

"I obey my orders!"

Although the two old men were powerful, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe.

After all, in addition to strength, power is also the key to measuring whether a person is strong or not.

The old man with black stripes killed the magic knife.

The old man with golden patterns killed Prince Wu.

The other warriors relied on their own abilities and fought with the warriors of the Dark Fire Clan.

They know very well that if they are afraid at this time, they will inevitably die. The only thing in front of them is to kill!

Kill!

In terms of strength and combat experience, they are no worse than these warriors from the Dark Fire Tribe.

They were attacked by a sneak attack before, so they were in such a mess, but now they were fighting face to face, and they were naturally not afraid.

Dan Feng, Liu Lian and the other eight people always maintained their fighting position. In this way, it was the eight of them who had an easier time on the battlefield.