Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

The ancient battlefield of Fengshen, which was originally full of danger, has become a place that Ling Xiao can easily cross.

Many monsters here are scared to death just by feeling Xiao Hei's aura.

It's really emotional to think about it. The opportunities in life will always undergo incredible changes due to the improvement of strength.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ling Xiao works hard to practice.

He doesn't want to lose touch with the world.

If he slacks off, he may become a joke in the mouth of others and be used as a negative example.

Xiao Hei was really fast, but in just one day, he had already reached the edge of the sealed mysterious realm.

Standing on the former God-conferring Stage, thinking about the scenes in the past, Ling Xiao really felt quite proud.

"Xiao, it seems there is no way to pass. If you want to open the portal to the sealed mysterious realm, you probably have to go to the Holy Martial Kingdom."

Yue Fanghua also looked at Feng Mingjing.

That place is an independent space, and the portal must be opened to enter.

However, the key to opening the portal seems to be in the hands of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

"If I had known earlier, I should have stopped that guy from the Holy King and asked him."

Ling Xiao shook his head, feeling that he had wasted his time.

"It doesn't matter, Xiao Hei is very fast, and it's very close to the Holy Martial Kingdom. Just go there."

Yue Fanghua consoled him, "What I'm worried about is whether the Holy King will cooperate obediently."

Ling Xiao sneered: "If he knew that what I did was for the entire human race, he would have to agree.

If you refuse, don't blame me for being rude.

The cataclysm is now only ten years away, and no one can wait.

I don't want to waste any more time. "

"Are you planning to steal it openly?"

Yue Fanghua smiled.

"That's right, the former Sacred Martial Kingdom is a behemoth in my eyes. Facing him, I must live cautiously.

As for now, even the most powerful Holy King of the Holy Martial Kingdom is definitely no match for the two of us. We are afraid of what he will do.

Not only are we being reasonable, but we are also stronger, so he can’t help but not cooperate! "

Ling Xiao sneered.

The reason why he is so confident and domineering now is, ultimately, because his strength gave him enough courage.

"Let's go, Xiao Hei, to the Holy Martial Kingdom!"

Yue Fanghua smiled and gave orders to Xiao Hei.

The Holy Martial Kingdom is the Martial Kingdom closest to the Holy City and the Ancient Battlefield of the Gods.

The first of the top ten martial nations.

It's actually very easy to find it.

The Shengwu Kingdom was built quite magnificently.

As the core of the Holy Martial Kingdom, the Holy King City was also built quite solidly.

The shape is a bit closer to the holy city.

Similar to an ordinary city, it is also divided into three levels, the outer city, the middle city, and the inner city!

The further inside, the stronger the warrior becomes.

The core of the Holy King City is the Holy King Palace.

The Holy King City is located on the holy mountain of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

It is said that the Holy Emperor was born from the Holy Mountain. He had no father or mother and was born from heaven and earth.

Of course, this may just be fabricated to show the legend and mystery of the Holy Emperor.

But the Holy Mountain is indeed majestic and extraordinary.

Standing in the distance, it seems that you can see the holy light completely covering the mountain.

Ling Xiao was in a coma for three days and three nights, and the Holy King had already rushed over from Zi Holy City.

It can be seen that the Holy King City is now on alert.

The level of vigilance is much stronger than usual, probably because they are on guard against the Xingtian Clan.

It's a pity that this kind of warning actually means nothing to the strong.

Xiao Hei passed directly through the heavy blockade and reached the inner city easily.

Of course, he didn't deliberately hide his aura, so it caused a huge sensation.

It caused the Holy King City to become nervous.

The alarm bells kept ringing.

Some people have even launched attacks on them, but unfortunately their attacks can't even keep up with Xiao Hei's speed.

He is the best at eating Xiao Hei's farts.

After passing through the inner city, Ling Xiao let Xiao Hei land on the Holy King's Palace.

This place is extremely sacred to the Holy Martial Kingdom, and ordinary people are not qualified to enter.

However, today, Ling Xiao was standing on top of the Holy King's Palace, looking down at everything below.

The Holy King naturally felt Ling Xiao's aura and led many masters to rush out.

But the current Holy King is nothing in Ling Xiao's eyes.

He didn't even bother to take a second look.

But there was something in the Holy King's Palace that made him quite afraid.

There are many sculptures in the Holy Palace.

But only one of them stands out.

A tall warrior with a big horse and a golden sword sits on the throne. On both sides of the throne, there are two ferocious beasts of different shapes.

Be really obedient to him.

No need to ask, this is probably the sculpture of the Holy Emperor.

It is the same as the golden god sculpture of the Golden Warrior Kingdom.

The sculpture is majestic and exudes a divine aura, but it is more domineering.

Because the carving was so lifelike, it seemed as if he could stand up at any time and kill Ling Xiao.

To show respect for this sculpture.

Ling Xiao asked Yue Fanghua to put away Xiao Hei, and the two of them landed on the ground.

Bow down to the sculpture.

No matter how bad the relationship between Ling Xiao and the Holy Martial Kingdom is, the Holy Emperor is the leader of the gods in the Eternal Divine Realm.

It's still worthy of his worship.

But the moment he raised his head, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

He seemed to be under the holy light, and the pressure of the holy light made him very uncomfortable.

Although this power did not hurt him, it seemed to give him a blow.

This feeling was even stronger than the pressure that the Xingtian Clan monster put on him.

In the holy light, the domineering face of a middle-aged man emerged.

He looks to be in his forties, wearing a white holy robe, holding a sacred scepter in one hand, and holding a book in the other hand, which should be the "Sacred Scripture", the legendary sacred object of the Holy Martial Kingdom.

"Is this the Holy Emperor? The unity of holiness and domineering makes people have the urge to surrender and kneel down."

Ling Xiao shook his head, and his strong spiritual will woke him up from the illusion.

He suddenly had a thought, maybe the Holy Emperor was not dead, he was still alive somewhere.

It’s just that humans today don’t know it.

And the many gods who disappeared may not be dead either.

Ling Xiao never believed that a sculpture could produce such strange energy. He felt that this was a warning and pressure from the Holy Emperor.

Tell him not to be too arrogant.

It's just that the distance may be far away, or for some special reason, this power will not be too strong.

It's just that it can't hurt Ling Xiao's fundamentals.

"Ling Xiao, why did you come to our Holy Martial Kingdom?"

Suddenly, a voice woke Ling Xiao from his meditation.

Ling Xiao looked up and saw that the person asking the question was a person next to the Holy King. Ling Xiao recognized him.

The covenant that once made him very embarrassed.

Not even a half-step king.

But he almost killed Ling Xiao at first.

But today, in Ling Xiao's opinion, he was too weak.

Ling Xiao did not answer his words, but looked at the people around him.

The strongest, except for the Holy King, is only the ninth-level half-step king.

If there were no hidden masters in this sacred martial kingdom, these people alone would not be able to cause any harm to him.