Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The Sword of Killing and the Sword of Destruction are suspended in mid-air.

Ling Xiao held the white blade of the holy sword in his hand.

The blood-red battle body of the white blade in his body gradually fell into pieces and merged into the holy sword.

The holy sword shines with a dazzling red light.

Ling Xiao seemed to be integrated with the sword, and his body underwent some subtle changes.

The body surface was covered with a layer of blood-red armor.

The blood-red cloak behind him stretched in the wind, making a whirring sound.

At this moment, he was wielding the Holy Sword.

The white-edged holy sword is him.

Man and sword merge into one, flawless.

The two murderous intentions also merged into one in a subtle way, completely becoming Ling Xiao's own power.

He waved his hands gently, and the air was filled with sacred breath, but this breath could make people tremble and frighten.

At this moment, Ling Xiao seemed to be standing on the ancient battlefield, and the opponents he faced were all powerful men at the level of immortals.

He knew that this was because he inherited the memory of the God of Death, and it was not his own power.

If he really had such terrifying power, let alone the so-called top geniuses, even the thirteen powerful men of the reincarnation realm in the Xuanwu Temple would not be enough.

This terrifying sword intent can easily crush any master in the Immortal Realm, let alone the Reincarnation Realm.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only the God of Death!

With a sword in his hand, he was invincible. Even though his armor was dyed blood red, the fighting spirit in his eyes never faded.

"Perhaps this is the effect of fully inheriting the inheritance of the Killing God White Blade."

Ling Xiao stopped waving the white blade of the holy sword.

He just stood there quietly, feeling the amazing sword intent released from the sword.

He wanted to communicate with this sword at a deeper level, and to completely transform all the sword's intention into his own.

These sword intentions are not his now, but slowly transform, one day, they will completely belong to him.

Moreover, Death God Bai Ren's understanding of the way of the sword and the use of sword skills are much stronger than him.

This is the best time to understand and experience.

He had no famous teachers in swordsmanship and basically taught everything by himself.

I once received a little guidance from the Human King, but that was far from enough.

At this time, he was really absorbing the experience of his predecessors eagerly.

The Killing God Bai Ren is probably the best at fighting among the twelve Immortals. Since he can get the name of the Killing God, it is not in vain, because he is the Immortal who kills the most on the battlefield.

"Hahaha, Xuan Ming, you would never have thought that the problem that I have been having a headache for you would actually be solved by you!

After mastering these three swords of origin, even if my cultivation level does not break through, my strength will be greatly improved. In the battle of kings in ten days, I will take first place in front of you! "

Ling Xiao was really moved.

The divine will of this Lord of Dominance is really too powerful.

Not only did it help him unlock the seals of the three swords of origin, but it also improved his understanding tenfold or even dozens of times at this moment.

At this moment, he believed that no matter how difficult martial arts in this world were, he could easily learn them as long as he took a look at them.

The King of Domination is truly the strongest being in the Xuan Realm, and his divine thoughts are also terrifyingly powerful.

Outside this independent space, the people in Tianlao Temple have already gone crazy. They searched almost every corner of Tianlao Temple and found nothing suspicious.

Just kidding, I haven’t found this place for more than three hundred years, how could I find it in such a short time?

Ling Xiao was so lucky to be pulled into this by the skinny woman, otherwise, he might not have such a quiet atmosphere to comprehend the sword's meaning.

The space at this time was filled with Du Sword Intent.

Illusory sword shadows flew around in the space.

Ling Xiao stood there like a sculpture, holding the white blade of the holy sword in his hand, constantly comprehending.

Enlightenment!

As time passed, his understanding of the swordsmanship of Death God White Blade became deeper and deeper.

His understanding of his own swordsmanship has also become more profound.

Unconsciously, the sword in his hand moved again, and various movements were performed in this space.

Sometimes it looks a little stagnant, and other times it looks smooth.

That was what Ling Xiao realized while practicing.

People who practice martial arts should understand this very well.

No matter how talented a person is, if there is no guidance from a famous teacher, then what can be understood in one day may take three, four, or even longer.

Ling Xiao suffered the loss of not having the guidance of a famous teacher in the way of swordsmanship.

This time he got the complete inherited memory of Death God Bai Ren, and it was as if he had found a famous teacher.

Whether it's the skill of using the sword or the method of using the sword's will, there are answers in the memory.

Unknowingly, seven days have passed.

Ling Xiao's whole body was like a sharp sword. If you were close to him, you could feel the pain of being cut by the sword energy.

His eyes opened, and the solid sword light instantly penetrated the void, as if he could kill with his eyes.

The so-called eyes are like swords, that's probably it.

"It seems to have reached a bottleneck!"

Ling Xiao returned to his original appearance, then threw a handful of recovery pills into his mouth and began to regain his strength.

"Disciple, time is limited. Improving the way of swordsmanship does not happen overnight. Anyway, you have obtained all the inheritance of swordsmanship from the God of Death, White Blade, and you will slowly understand it in the future.

While you still have the second divine mind of the Lord of Dominance, why not strengthen your other aspects as well, which will definitely be beneficial to you. "

Yuan Zun reminded.

Although he doesn't understand swordsmanship, he understands that in any martial arts, one cannot rush for quick success. If you are too anxious, it will not only be difficult to make progress, but may also be dangerous. That is probably not what Ling Xiao wants to see.

"I know Master!"

Ling Xiao nodded.

The second divine thought of the Lord of Domination was released and poured into the seal between the eyebrows.

"Destiny! Don't disobey, the demons are for my use!"

The divine light of destiny shines on the seal, and the seven demon kings scream in pain.

However, this situation did not last long.

"No, these seven heavenly demon kings are too powerful. Even the divine will of the Lord of Lords can only be used to baptize one demon king. It is impossible to do it with seven demon kings at the same time."

Ling Xiao realized that something was wrong, so he made a quick decision and let this divine light of destiny directly envelope the body of the First Demon King.

On this first day, the Demon King had been fused into his body by Ling Xiao and had fought before, so he was more familiar with it.

It’s also more targeted.

A full hour later, the first-day Demon King finally surrendered to the divine light of destiny, his soul was completely washed away, and he became a powerful fighting force in Ling Xiao.

The incarnation of the Demon can finally be promoted to the next stage. After transforming into the Demon King, I don’t know how much the combat power will be improved. I’m really looking forward to it.