Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

If there was no Ling Xiao, there would be no Ling Xiao formation.

The warriors of the Iron Mountain Tribe may have no choice but to fight to the death. If they are rushed by the half-million-strong army, they will basically be completely destroyed.

But now, they are full of pride.

More than 10,000 people fought against hundreds of thousands of ghosts, but they completely gained the upper hand.

The Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation is really too terrifying.

The Guisha tribe has no way to perform at all.

Just one baptism of the Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation sent away nearly half of the ghosts, which was more than 200,000.

All the ghosts looked at Ling Xiao with their eyes full of anger and fear.

All the warriors from the Iron Mountain Tribe looked at Ling Xiao with admiration and gratitude.

If they didn't believe that Ling Xiao could save the Tieshan tribe before.

So now, they not only believe that the Tieshan tribe can survive, but they even believe that Ling Xiao can eradicate the Ghost Demon King.

Ling Xiao doesn't like nonsense, he doesn't understand the preaching.

Not as inspiring as Iron Mountain King.

But he is strong enough.

He believes that more is said than done.

Without this powerful Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation, none of the warriors in the Tieshan Tribe would have dared to hope for survival.

This is strength!

In the mysterious world, strength is everything.

All beliefs and will, in the final analysis, must be based on strength.

Faith and will without strength are nothing but a joke.

If it weren't for Ling Xiao, the Tieshan tribe, which was not afraid of death, would definitely not be able to escape the end of being exterminated.

This is the bloody reality.

"King Guisha, I told you, you will fail today!"

Ling Xiao slowly rose into the sky.

The Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation had almost no impact on the Ghost Demon King.

There is no way, after the opponent fuses the bloodthirsty demon ax, the increase in combat power is too terrifying.

Moreover, the Ghost Demon King seems to be a creature created from special materials.

Thunder and lightning seemed to have no destructive effect on him.

"You guy, you really deserve to die!"

The Ghost Demon King was full of resentment towards Ling Xiao.

In an instant, more than half of the 500,000-strong army was lost. This was something that had never happened before.

How hard it was for him to accumulate the five hundred thousand yuan.

In just a few minutes, half of it was destroyed by this terrifying formation.

If he had known that Ling Xiao was so scary, he should have killed Ling Xiao from the beginning.

Even the Iron Mountain King cannot have such terrifying destructive power as Ling Xiao.

At this time, the Iron Mountain Tribe no longer wavered.

They completely trusted Ling Xiao, trusting this young man who had only stayed in the Tieshan tribe for one day and one night.

Ling Xiao has completely become their backbone.

Although the Ghost Demon King is extremely powerful, the destructive power of one person is comparable to that of an army of 500,000 Ghost Demons.

But they believed that Ling Xiao could deal with this guy.

"The damn person is probably you."

Ling Xiao looked at the Ghost Demon King with contempt and quietly released all his power.

If he wants to defeat the Ghost Demon King, he can only rely on the Ancient Demonic Dragon Art.

But the use of the Ancient Demonic Dragon Art must be done at the right time.

Before that, he had to save his life first.

But even though I know in my heart that it's not easy, I can't admit defeat in my mouth.

"Hahahaha, you dare to be so presumptuous, then go to hell.

If you die, the Iron Mountain Tribe will be destroyed as well! "

The Ghost Demon King laughed wildly and no longer wasted time. The bloodthirsty demon ax released a dazzling blood light and killed Ling Xiao directly.

This scene touched the heartstrings of many people.

Ling Xiao must not die.

This is a common thought among everyone.

If Ling Xiao dies, even with the existence of the Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Killing Formation, the Tieshan Tribe may not be able to withstand the thunderous wrath of the Ghost Demon King.

There seemed to be a terrifying river of blood in the sky.

There were sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling all around, making people feel numb.

Both sides who were fighting felt the terrifying murderous intent, and couldn't help but stop their movements and look towards the sky.

"Brother Ling Xiao, can you stop me?"

Tieshan Rongrong asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, he can definitely do it."

Yue Fanghua said.

In fact, if she takes action, she has a greater chance of winning because he has Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei's fighting power far exceeds that of the Ghost Demon King.

If you cooperate with Ling Xiao, you can even kill the Ghost King instantly.

However, Yue Fanghua understands that Ling Xiao must challenge himself and challenge his limits in order to achieve a breakthrough.

That's why he didn't take action.

But she is always ready to rescue. If Ling Xiao is really defeated, she has a way to replace him instantly.

"Golden Holy Body Pattern!"

Ling Xiao didn't dodge, and he couldn't dodge either.

Behind him is the Iron Mountain Tribe.

Once dodged, the Ghost Demon King's attack will inevitably fall on the Tieshan Tribe.

Such a terrifying attack could instantly level the Iron Mountain tribe to the ground.

It must be blocked.

Fortunately, even if the Ghost Demon King possesses the bloodthirsty demon axe, his combat effectiveness can only reach the level of the early stage of the sixth level of the Soul Realm.

He wasn't too afraid.

“Boy, you are so brave, you dare to resist my attack head on.

Then go to hell. "

The Ghost Demon King yelled angrily. He didn't know what Ling Xiao was thinking or what he had in mind.

He wasn't afraid at all.

He could kill Ling Xiao with just one powerful blow, so why bother thinking so much.

boom!

There was a terrifying roar and explosion in the void.

Ling Xiao is not completely passive defensive.

The moment the opponent attacked, he unsheathed his swords and faced him fiercely.

Although it was not blocked in the end.

Still, he was hit by the opponent's blow on the golden light holy pattern.

At that moment, the hearts of the warriors of the Iron Mountain Tribe were in their throats.

Under such a fierce attack, can Ling Xiao still survive?

After the smoke dissipated, they saw clearly what was happening in the sky.

Although Ling Xiao retreated dozens of steps, he was still unharmed.

After being stunned for a moment, the Tieshan tribe finally cheered.

There was no need for Ling Xiao to say anything.

The battle situation said it all.

It's so encouraging.

Ling Xiao actually blocked such a terrifying blow, something even King Tieshan couldn't do.

"Warriors, use all your strength to kill the ghost clan!

The Ghost Demon King is on his last legs. Our benefactor will defeat him. We just need to use this formation to defeat the Ghost Demon army! "

The generalissimo took the opportunity to roar.

The warriors of the Tieshan tribe were even more motivated to fight, and their morale reached its peak.

The combat effectiveness is also constantly improving.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Tieshan tribe became more and more brave as they fought.

But the Guisha clan showed a timid mood.

Although Gui Sha basically has no self-awareness.

But they have always watched the Ghost Demon King act.

They originally thought that the Ghost Demon King could kill Ling Xiao, so that they would no longer have to suffer from this terrible formation.

But they were disappointed.

Morale is naturally low.

The wise guards and legion commanders were even more so. They were even confused. Can this battle be won?

They originally believed that they could easily destroy the Iron Mountain Tribe, but they became suspicious.

Doubt makes people weak.

There is no doubt about it.

Looking at the battle below, Ling Xiao smiled.

As long as he can block the Ghost Demon King, even if he cannot win, the battle situation will develop in the Iron Mountain Tribe's favor.

No need for nonsense at all.

Let’s fight!

If only he could win, this fight would be over, there was no doubt about it.

Tyrant Martial Spirit