Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The four demon seeds just now were basically enough for Ling Xiao to break through. Now, the demon seeds of dozens of Yin-Yang Realm disciples of the Shadow Sect have been integrated into his body.

His cultivation has reached a critical point.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit close. It looks like we have to have a face-to-face battle with the Demon Envoy!"

Ling Xiao knew very well that when his cultivation level improved the fastest, he was constantly fighting against all kinds of powerful people.

Every time I fight, I benefit a lot.

Today, facing the Demon Envoy, Ling Xiao also wanted to break through!

"Whether you are the good-for-nothing Ling Xiao in that remote town or not, if you killed so many people in our Demonic Shadow Sect today, you will definitely die!"

The demon's face became extremely ugly.

Here he was, but all the hall leaders were killed, and so many town-level deacons were killed, which made him lose face.

It made him feel even more humiliated.

"Will I die? That's not certain."

There was no breakthrough in cultivation, and Ling Xiao felt a little disappointed.

However, he had just killed so many Yin-Yang realm warriors with one sword, and his "Sky Fire" move had finally advanced to the Transformation realm.

Reached the point of perfection.

Once any move enters the transformation realm, not only will its power be greatly improved, but it will also have some special effects.

The special effect of falling is "gravity pressure".

When performing the Fall of the Realm, the enemy can feel terrible pressure, as if the body is pressed by something terrible, unable to move, and the internal energy will be sluggish.

As for the special effects of sky fire, he hasn't used it yet, so let's use the magic envoy as the experimental subject.

"No, you will definitely die! But before I kill you, I really want to know, who are you, and why do you want to use the name of Ling Xiao to become an enemy of my Demonic Shadow Sect?"

The demon envoy asked coldly: "We know Ling Xiao's strength best. Being able to kill Mo Fengzi from my Demonic Shadow Sect and those few people from the Mo family is already his limit.

who are you? "

"I am Ling Xiao, I guarantee it's true."

Ling Xiao said lightly.

"impossible!"

The magic envoy said sternly: "That's all, if you don't want to tell your true identity now, that's okay. I will let you tell the truth soon."

"Is he really not Ling Xiao?"

Feng Huan and Wang Cheng were also confused.

They didn't know Ling Xiao from Yuhua Town, but they had heard of him, a young warrior who killed Mo Fengzi, a disciple of the Demon Shadow Sect.

But his cultivation should be less than half a step to the Yin and Yang realm.

In just one month, he was able to kill the master of the Demonic Shadow Sect instantly?

It's impossible no matter how you think about it.

"No, he is Ling Xiao, my brother!"

The confusion on Ling Jiaojiao's face disappeared, replaced by conviction.

Maybe Ling Xiao's strength confused her, but she really understood Ling Xiao's character very well.

You can't go wrong.

"It seems that we really underestimated Ling Xiao back then. He is ten times more powerful than we thought."

Feng Huan smiled bitterly.

If they had known this earlier, they might have acted more calmly, instead of making some mistakes they shouldn't have made in a hurry.

"Yes, he is young and promising. This Ling Xiao must be a disciple of the Eight Immortals Mountain."

Wang Cheng sighed.

"No, unfortunately, I am just an insignificant ordinary disciple of the Eight Immortals Mountain."

Ling Xiao looked at Wang Cheng, smiled lightly and said, "But you don't have to worry. I, Ling Xiao, said I would let you out alive, and I will never break my promise."

"You still want to get out alive? You really don't know how much you weigh!"

The demon sneered, and his breath completely exploded.

At that moment, the disciples of the Shadow Sect were ecstatic.

But Feng Huan, Wang Cheng and Ling Jiaojiao's expressions changed drastically.

"One transformation to the third level of hell in the Yin-Yang Realm and the late cultivation level!"

This is the true cultivation level of the Demon Envoy.

His power is enough to make people despair.

Not to mention these three people, even Ling Xiao himself felt that there was no hope of winning.

The only way is to reveal your identity and let Butterfly Girl help.

The difference in strength is too big. Even if the Tyrant Martial Spirit is activated, Ling Xiao cannot be this guy's opponent.

This is probably the most dangerous one among the countless crises he has encountered.

"I didn't expect the Demon Envoy to be so powerful. It really surprised me."

The thoughts in Ling Xiao's heart were not exposed at all, and his face remained indifferent.

There is absolutely no sign that he is afraid of the Demon Envoy.

"Pretending, without the help of people from the Eight Immortals Mountain, you are just a clown in the end."

The demon envoy was completely disdainful of Ling Xiao.

"Whether it's a clown or not, you'll know if you try it, why bother talking nonsense."

Ling Xiao stood there, his momentum rising, and the terrifying murderous intention formed a ball of terrifying blood-red energy around his body.

The people standing next to him began to tremble.

"You have such strong murderous intent. It seems like you have killed a lot of people. But it's a pity. You could have had a bright future, but today, there is no chance of regret."

The demon was stunned for a moment, obviously a little afraid of Ling Xiao's murderous aura.

Although his strength and cultivation were stronger than Ling Xiao's, Ling Xiao's murderous aura crushed him.

Once he is touched by that murderous aura, his strength will inevitably be greatly reduced.

"There's so much nonsense, let's just do it."

Ling Xiao hooked his hand and said.

"Death, you arrogant boy!"

The demonic messenger rose into the sky and roared violently. Countless blood ghosts condensed into a huge skull, roaring and rushing toward Ling Xiao. The air was filled with the smell of death.

There are also bursts of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

At the same time, in a certain street of the Eight Immortals County.

A tentacle suddenly stretched out. The walking warrior had no reaction at all and was sucked dry on the spot.

In a luxurious manor, a group of warriors in gorgeous uniforms were drinking and talking.

Dozens of tentacles suddenly came out and sucked all the dozens of warriors present dry.

This scene happened almost simultaneously in the Eight Immortals County.

Of course, there are also powerful warriors who have avoided the tentacle attacks, but they still cannot avoid the effect of the blood-sucking formation, and they can clearly feel that their blood energy is constantly weakening.

If a person's blood energy drops to a certain level, he will definitely die.

Even powerful Yin-Yang realm warriors are no exception.

Finally, the Eight Immortals County panicked.

At this time, the warriors in the square of the Eight Immortals County fully understood that what they saw was not a child's play, but a real evil memorial to the Eight Immortals County.

Dozens of corpses that had been sucked dry had appeared in the square.

The facts were before their eyes, and they couldn't help but not believe it.

At this moment, people almost looked at the big screen at the same time, looking at Ling Xiao on the screen.

Their hopes were pinned on this little-known warrior.

I really don’t know whether I’m lucky or unfortunate.

But at this moment, they can only support Ling Xiao.

"Quickly stop the blood-sucking formation!"

"Ling Xiao, please!"

"The Eight Immortals County needs you!"

"Do you need someone else now? I wonder who just said Ling Xiao was overestimating his capabilities?"