Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"kill!"

Seeing that Ling Xiao was trapped, the warriors of the Dark Fire Clan all came over to kill him, shooting their weapons into the flame cage in an attempt to surround and kill Ling Xiao.

However, the next moment, a terrifying explosion sounded.

The flame cage was shattered instantly, the terrifying weapons bounced back, and dozens of Darkfire Tribe warriors were killed in an instant.

Objectively speaking, Ling Xiao's attack directly saved a large number of surface warriors and saved them from crisis.

There were more and more people watching.

It's not that they don't want to help, it's that they feel like they can't get involved at all.

"This guy is too strong, isn't he? Is he really just a warrior at the sixth or eighth level of Yin-Yang Realm?"

Since Ling Xiao hid his cultivation, there were only a few warriors who could see his true cultivation, such as Demon Sword and Prince Wu.

The others thought he was a warrior at the sixth level of Yin-Yang Realm.

"Destroy!"

Ling Xiao's huge Golden Crow claws grabbed at the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe.

The old men with black stripes and gold stripes tried to rescue them, but they were beyond reach.

The terrifying claws tore the body of the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe apart in one blow.

The moment he killed the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe, Ling Xiao suddenly frowned.

"Run away!"

He didn't care to explain anything. His huge wings flapped below, and the strong wind rolled up the eight companions, and then they flew wildly into the distance.

His soul power is so powerful, but he can still feel that this sudden master poses a fatal threat to him.

He is probably the absolute strongest man in the Night People Kingdom.

Ling Xiao knew that every mountain was higher than the other, and he would not be stupid enough to wait for death here.

When the others saw him running away, they all followed him.

Every judgment made by Ling Xiao was not missed. This was the key reason why they trusted Ling Xiao so much.

Once you start to run away, you can find the disparity in strength.

Those who are slow will naturally be in bad luck.

The old men with golden stripes and black stripes were hysterically angry when they saw the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe being killed.

Just take it out on these slow runners.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen of the warriors trailing behind were killed.

At this time, of the more than 400 warriors who entered the underground world, only more than 30 were dead.

This is simply miserable.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao no longer cares so much, because he knows that the Soul Temple is already nearby, and the strange energy coming from the secret realm map is guiding him to move forward.

"Damn, why is that kid so fast? With eight people, we can't catch up?"

Demon Sword was furious.

He is obviously stronger than Ling Xiao in cultivation, but his speed is inferior. This is simply embarrassing.

"Whoever kills my son will die!"

In the sky, a huge meteorite suddenly fell.

The meteorite with black flames fell to the ground, and ten more warriors were killed on the spot.

There were only about twenty people left.

The one who took action was the top expert who had just arrived, probably the leader of the Dark Fire Clan.

Otherwise, he would not have called the young master of the Dark Fire Tribe his son.

Ling Xiao glanced back and saw that this man was wearing a red robe, and his skin turned dark golden.

The hair, eyebrows and beard are like burning flames and look extremely weird.

But his aura is really strong, so strong that it makes people tremble.

Ling Xiao didn't want to stay with this guy at all, let alone fight.

Although he is very strong, he is not so stupid that he doesn't know the heights of the world. When encountering such a strong person, the only thing he can do is escape.

"Clan leader!"

The old man with black stripes and the old man with gold stripes knelt down beside the old man in red robes tremblingly.

Their clan elder came to have a son, and one of his sons was actually killed. In such a rage, they might even be killed.

"What do you two do for food, and why did my son die?"

The red-robed patriarch directly grabbed the black-patterned and golden-patterned elders by their necks and lifted them up, questioning them with wide eyes.

At this time, the Dark Fire Clan army he brought was surrounding and killing the fleeing enemies.

"There is a human on the surface whose soul power is stronger than ours, the Night People. He is known as a genius at the level of a true immortal. We were too late to rescue him."

The black-striped old man explained hurriedly.

"Trash, chase me, don't come back with that kid's head, I will kill you."

After saying that, the red-robed old man glanced at his son's body, raised his head to the sky and roared, then flew into the air and chased after Ling Xiao and the others.

The speed of the old man in red robe is really amazing.

There were flames on his feet, and the flames were tumbling, much faster than Ling Xiao.

In just a moment, he had caught up with the remaining twenty warriors.

"Fuck them all to me!"

As soon as the red-robed old man had a thought, the terrifying flames turned into two fire dragons and sprang out. In an instant, three warriors at the tenth level of the Yin-Yang Realm died tragically.

Ling Xiao heard the screams from behind, but did not look back. The Soul Temple was not far away. He believed that as long as he got there, he could avoid the old man's pursuit.

Anyway, he ran away relatively quickly, so even though the old man rushed over very fast, he was still thousands of meters away from him.

"Wall of Purgatory!"

The old man in red robe seemed to have seen the Soul Temple not far away, and seemed to have guessed the thoughts of Ling Xiao and others, so he activated his soul power, and the terrifying pressure came instantly.

A huge flame barrier trapped everyone.

This wall of purgatory is made of powerful soul power and is extremely tough.

Seeing the barrier appearing in front of him, Ling Xiao's face turned gloomy.

At this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.

The dark universe suddenly appeared behind him, and the terrifying Tyrant Martial Spirit released the power of the universe. His Golden Crow incarnation instantly became much larger and more powerful.

There was no other way. Facing the barrier set up by such a powerful person, he couldn't think of any other way to break it apart from using the Tyrant Martial Spirit.

Chirp!

The Ancient Golden Crow let out a loud chirp, penetrated the weakest link in the barrier, and continued to rush forward.

Ling Xiao just breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

If it weren't for the Tai Chi Eye and Tyrant Martial Spirit, he would really have died here today.

Perhaps to save their lives, except for the old man in red robe, no one else realized what terrible power Ling Xiao had used.

"Magic Knife·Extreme!"

Demon Sword was also horrified at this time, seeing a small hole coming out of Ling Xiao, but this small hole was rapidly closing.

He used his most terrifying trick.

The body and the objects in the hand almost condensed into one point, flying through the air at a terrifying speed, and disappeared before the small hole closed.

Prince Wu's speed is no slower than the Demon Sword.

With a flash of his body, he also escaped through the small hole opened by Ling Xiao.

These two are the strongest warriors, so escaping is very easy.

Among the remaining warriors, only Fengming Wuyang transformed into an ice phoenix, and his speed reached the extreme level in an instant.

And it also froze the small hole that was about to close for a moment.

It was this moment of opportunity that allowed him to escape.